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Memories
By: Chris
Tamase, New Jersey
The
night before Thanksgiving 1988 is an evening that I hold
special place for in my heart. No I didn’t see a great
concert; in fact I didn’t even get into the Chestnut
Cabaret (located in West Philadelphia near Drexel and the
University of Pennsylvania) that night. Here is what happened…..I
heard some great rock and roll, saw a few glimpses of a great
showman, met him, and walked away with a cool keepsake.
I was well aware of who Tommy
Conwell and the Young Rumblers were before that night in
November. They had such a buzz going around the Delaware
Valley as a great rock and roll band who but on some amazing
shows. I was an aspiring guitar player and had a lot of the
same influences as Tommy: George
Thorogood, Chuck Berry,
Muddy Waters, etc. so
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band I was playing with at the time, lost a battle of the
bands contest to open for the Young Rumblers at Moorestown
High School. We probably lost because we played a U2
tune in the contest…but that’s another story! Out of
protest to the battle of the bands, I didn’t go to the
concert and missed out on seeing the Young Rumblers live. When
my friends returned they said that I really missed out,
Conwell plays this big ass hallow body guitar and goes nuts on
stage.
Within that year they got
signed, had an article in “Rolling
Stone” and put out the Rumble record yet I still
hadn’t caught them live. Around the time of Rumble’s
release there was photo and blurb in Rolling Stone talking
about Tommy’s Guild Hollow body guitar and the signatures he
got carved on it. I figured if he could do it so can I. I
vowed to get some of my rock heroes to carve their names in my
hollow body guitar (a copy of an ES-335). The first carving I
got was Brian Setzer,
who couldn’t understand why I wanted to carve up guitar.
After a little convincing, he carved his initials, BS, into
it.
I was on a roll! Search out
one guitar player, get one carving. The next one I wanted was
simple, Tommy Conwell, he was playing at the Chestnut
Cabaret on Thanksgiving Eve. So my girlfriend, now my wife,
and her brother went up to the Chestnut. At the time I wasn’t
old enough to get in so we waited. And waited. And waited. We
had arrived at the club around the time the opening act was
just going on. And it was freezing cold out. So, we stood out
in the freezing cold for hours. What I was thinking, I’ll
never know. Maybe I was concerned that there was going to be a
bunch of people waiting around with guitars to be carved….I
don’t know. Time passed …the Young Rumblers came on and
you could feel the place explode with excitement. From time to
time the side door would open and I’d peer in to catch a
glimpse of what was going on. What I saw was pure down and
dirty rock and roll….what I love.
Finally, the show ended. The
club emptied out into the cold morning and I made my move. I
grabbed my guitar and went into the club and waited. Someone
asked if I was looking for Tommy. When I said I was, they said
“just go on back, he’ll be out”. Sure enough, he strolls
out in a leather jacket and hat, stops and says hello to
everyone. He sees me with the guitar, stops and says “cool
guitar”. I asked him if he would mind carving his name in it
and he was thrilled. He probably took about fifteen minutes to
do it. To this day, his is the biggest and deepest carved name
on the thing. While he was carving we talked about different
players: Setzer, Thorogood, BB King. He told me he was really
into Jimmy Vaughan
and I should check out early Fabulous Thunderbirds albums.
When Tommy was done carving, I expected him to give me the
guitar back but he sat down on a road case and started playin’.
It was unbelievable! He showed me how he used to play rhythm
when the band was a three piece and he had to fill in the
sound. It was too cool!
He finally returned the
guitar and walked with me out of the club into the cold night.
My girlfriend and her brother, whom I left standing outside,
were waiting and snapped a few pictures to capture the moment.
At a later show, I gave Tommy a picture of us with the guitar.
He thanked me for the photo and I figured he would toss it.
What a surprise to find out that he actually kept it with his
memorabilia and it ended up on the website.
Since then I’ve gotten some
other people to sign the guitar: Rich
Robinson, Dave
Davies, Joan Jett,
plus a few more.
I’ve played the guitar in
clubs since I’ve gotten it and people sometimes check out
the carvings. The Tommy Conwell signature always gets the most
comments: “ Is this his guitar?” “ Man, I love him”
“Did you play with him?” “How long did it take him to
carve it?” “We used to see him all the time”.
So much has changed since
those days but those memories…wow!
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