San Quentin Album

Written by Don Reid. Posted in General

San-Quentin-AlbumI was sitting here tonight alone with my thoughts, my reverie, my memories, looking back on people and days gone by.  Not sure how it happened but I suddenly realized that today is the anniversary of the famous (or is that maybe infamous) San Quentin album.  It was the Johnny Cash follow up to the Folsom Prison album and it was recorded on February 24, 1969 – exactly forty-eight (48) years ago today.

We were there for both albums and all the other albums that John cut from ’64-’72.  But San Quentin is the one I’m focused on tonight.  People always asked how it felt inside the walls and I’m always hard-pressed to be able to give a true and effective answer.  It was certainly chilling to have those huge iron gates clang shut behind you every six feet when you first went in.  It was a disturbing scent that permeated the building the entire time you were there.  You never got used to it and when you finally did get out in the fresh air, you never forgot it or forgot those who couldn’t get away from it.   And the faces stayed with you for years.  They were hard and desperate faces and even in the meanest and coldest of them you could see a hint of fear.  Such a strange and unsettling mixture in the heart and souls of these men. Some were too young and some were too old.  And the only word that described them all was sadness.

But this particular day they were loud and boisterous and ready to be entertained.  We all sang them hits and gospel songs and the more they yelped the more we sang and the faster the music got.  This was the afternoon “A Boy Named Sue” was born.  We stood on the side of the stage and watched Carl Perkins and The Tennessee Three play live, a song they had never heard before.  We and they laughed throughout every missed chord and rhythm goof.  Listen close and you’ll see nothing was ever redone or fixed.  All the mistakes stayed on the record just the way it was cut and it became one of the biggest songs of the year.  Go figure.

We flew in the night before and rehearsed at the hotel where we were staying.  The picture below is of John and June and the Statlers in one of the banquet rooms running through some of the songs for the next day.  (A Boy Named Sue was obviously not on that list.)

For all the years we were with the Cash Show (8 ½ to be exact), I emceed all the shows and brought on all the individual acts.  I always introduced John until he hit on that “Hello, I’m Johnny Cash” classic intro.  Every night he would tell me as we stood in the wings waiting for his music to start, he’d say, “Donnie, (he was the only person besides my mother who ever called me Donnie) be sure to tell ‘em how I got that scar.”  And he’d run his finger on the side of his face where he had a deep welt from a childhood accident.  It was our little joke meaning it was time to go and get this show on the road.

Matter of fact, at the end of the San Quentin album you can hear my 24 year-old-self taking him and all the cast off stage over top of the playoff music.

24 year-old-self?  48 years ago?  Where did these numbers come from and could this really be me I’m talking about?  This is too much remembering for one night.

Have a good evening.  We’ll talk later.


DSR       February 24, 2017




Written by Don Reid. Posted in General

It has been suggested to me by countless people to blog more often in 2017.  Many have even suggested that I make that one of my New Year’s Resolutions.  Should I do that, it would not be ‘one of”, it would be the ‘only one’, as I made no new resolutions this calendar year.  Not because I don’t need to, but because if I haven’t done it by this point in life, chances are I never will.  So here I go a-bloggin’ for mid-January with the possibilities of more to come.  (Note ‘possibilities’ is the perfect out should I fall short in my near-commitment.)

Let’s start with a few frivolous things on my mind.

This Thanksgiving, after dinner but still at the table, we played a game of questions that I made up the night before and put on cards, leaving them at each place setting.  They were just general fun questions that could be answered by all generations as we had folks around the table ranging from 6 to 88 years of age.  Examples:  If you could have named yourself, what would your first two names be? (This brought out some surprising and hilarious results.)  Who was your favorite teacher and why? (Tears around the table.)

So this morning on my way into town a new question for next year’s Thanksgiving dinner popped into my head as I took a detour through a side street due to some road work in progress on my street.  And suddenly there on my left, in a house I had never noticed before with a very attractive picture window in its living room, stood a fully decorated Christmas tree with the lights burning brightly.  January 16 and the tree is still up.  That sight then took my mind to another anomaly that Debbie and three of our grandkids encounter every morning on our way to their school.  There is a perfectly normal and pretty house on our route that has had exterior Christmas wreaths on all of their windows for at least three years now.  They never come down.  March, June, October….whatever the season, those Christmas wreaths weather right on through.  Weighing all this, I formed my first Thanksgiving dinner table question for 2017:

When are the proper times, in your mind, to put up and take down Christmas decorations?

No right or wrong answer.  Just a good discussion question that may or may not get heated and lead to someone tearing down the tinsel and throwing grandma’s Christmas sweater in the fireplace.  A nice, tranquil, family scene.

And if you like my little game, here’s another one you can play with just about any family member or friend, old or new.  Maybe the next time you go to lunch with someone or find yourself on a lengthy road trip or just sitting around drinking coffee and lying to one another, you can put this one to the test.

Tell me three things about yourself that I don’t know.

Then, of course, your turn comes and you have to come up with three things about yourself that might surprise or shock the other person, depending on how serious you want to get.  I’ll give you three things about me right now that none of you know.

I seldom eat breakfast.  I have a drawer full of old watches I can’t bring myself to throw away.  And I kiss my dog on top of her head numerous times every day.

Happy New Year! We’ll talk soon.

DSR – 2:35 pm 1/16/17