I always liked Hammond and various snippets of gossip intrigued me, mostly from a supposed mutual friend in the record biz, a supposed Hammond fellow-Scientologist. Never knew if one word was true. I saw Hammond at Gerdes Folk City just a few years after watching Dylan play in the same spot in front of the window a few weeks out of Hibbing. (Unlike the friend who dragged me to see BD I—then exclusively a jazz snob—yawned.)
Excellent idea for what I'm calling a reprise. I saw Hammond in Denver in 1969 at a dead roller rink, no less, with the Grateful Dead. Audience was 200 people. After Hammond's set, he was just hanging around in the audience, so Pig Pen invited him back up on stage and he harmonized on a few of their songs and played tambourine and just generally danced around and had fun. $2 at the door. What a night.
I always liked Hammond and various snippets of gossip intrigued me, mostly from a supposed mutual friend in the record biz, a supposed Hammond fellow-Scientologist. Never knew if one word was true. I saw Hammond at Gerdes Folk City just a few years after watching Dylan play in the same spot in front of the window a few weeks out of Hibbing. (Unlike the friend who dragged me to see BD I—then exclusively a jazz snob—yawned.)
Excellent idea for what I'm calling a reprise. I saw Hammond in Denver in 1969 at a dead roller rink, no less, with the Grateful Dead. Audience was 200 people. After Hammond's set, he was just hanging around in the audience, so Pig Pen invited him back up on stage and he harmonized on a few of their songs and played tambourine and just generally danced around and had fun. $2 at the door. What a night.