Beginning in 1968 I was a roadie for the Sons of Champlin, a San Francisco band. I worked on shows with the Grateful Dead, Jefferson Airplane, Quicksilver Messenger Service, Santana, The Byrds, Steve Miller Band, Credence, Sly and the Family Stone, Merle Haggard, Canned Heat, Doobie Brothers, Three Dog Night, Fleetwood Mac, The Tubes, Linda Ronstadt, Ten Years After, Donovan, Average White Band, Albert King, Hot Tuna, Chaka Khan, Flatt and Scruggs, Chambers Brothers, Chuck Berry, Eagles, Huey Lewis and the News, Mahavishnu Orchestra, Bo Diddly, Taj Mahal, Paul Butterfield, Jethro Tull, Van Morrison, Buddy Guy, Dave Mason, Joe Cocker, Ike and Tina Turner, Everly Brothers, Boz Scaggs, The Band, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Marshall Tucker Band, Kingfish, John Mayall, Tower of Power, Leon Russell, Journey, just to name a few you have heard of.
I've smoked a joint with Jerry Garcia, met Janis Joplin when she was only wearing panties, been mountain biking with Bobby Weir. I never had a drug habit, I was never drunk, I never went to jail, and in decades of service I never missed a show. Okay, except for that night Bill Graham threw me out of the Fillmore...
But I digress. Five years ago I sat down to write a book about the things I saw and did. It has been a long process, but it will hit the shelves on September 17.
The people I met, the places I went and the shows I saw make mine one of the best rock and roll adventures anyone ever had.
But that's not what the book is about.