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A Retrospective on our band in the California Fifties, Sixties and Seventies
MAC BROWN & THE CASINOS
|Music, music, and more music. Nothing has touched ,or should I say demanded
so much of my life as this thing has done. I didn't even get the chance
to think about what I wanted to be when I "grew up". There were
no options. My first paying "gig" happened when I was about ten
Still very vivid in my mind. I had a two, and half piece band. My best
friend, Ray White on guitar, and vocals, myself on harmonica and vocals.
Oh, yea', and my little brother Frank who held the cup. The street that
kept our world alive was full of bars, whores and gangs. This was the
Over The Rhine District of Cincinnati, Ohio. The street was Vine Street.
Not long after these events happened, I was asked by one of the most popular black vocal groups ,(The Storms) of my old school if I could cover for their second tenor who was sick. They had to compete in a school talent show scheduled for the up coming Friday. After a few rehearsal nights at the lead singers house, the blend was there. I think we did two songs to win the school talent show, (both songs being by the Spaniels). After this, I was never chased home again. I had found a new sound that I fit into , sweet, smooth, soul harmony. Sad to say, due to the ever hot racial tensions, we could never get black,or white to accept our mix. That was that.
Discovering that there were other "white" guy's in my part
of town that loved soulful harmonies as much as I did, I began my search.
I only knew at this time,(fifteen years old) that I wanted to do nothing
else, but sing, and dance. Ray White was still with me, having to let
my little brother go, we retired his tin cup. Building off of Ray's sweet
guitar sound, and his
knowledge of vocal arrangements we began checking people out. Soon, we
had the five voices that we wanted. Bass singer, Joe Patterson,(my future
brother in law). Myself as baritone, and lead singer. Ray White guitar,
2nd tenor. Bobby Jackson, lead, and 1st tenor. Last, but never least,
J. T. Sears lead, and any other part we threw his way. J. T. (now deceased)
had the sweetest, soulful voice I had ever heard coming out of the Cincinnati
area. He is still missed. The group was called The Legends
and we were the kings of Washington Park. We were doing the dance steps,
coordinating to our songs and harmony long before the Temp's came along.
As groups go, people began moving in and out of the circle. Ray, Joe,
and myself were the main stay of the group.
A FATEFUL NEW YEARS EVE
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