“Dry your eyes and stand up straight
Bugler’s got a place at the Pearly Gates
Say goodbye sugar
Oh, say goodbye”
And so we come to the final year of Clarence White’s life and the eleventh and final (for now) chapter of my Adios Loungeography. I’ve put off this part of his bio for as long as I could because I know how it ends: tragically, painfully, and with a myriad of musical possibilities extinguished. His death on July 15 left a huge hole in the development of rock, country, and bluegrass, but the loss to the White family was far more profound and immeasurable. The beauty of Clarence’s first 7 months and 14 days of 1973 wasn’t just that he made a decisive step forward as a bandleader and solo artist, it’s that he returned to the family business: bluegrass. But first, there was the end of The Byrds to address.
After four years of steady employment, the road Byrds were being phased out by the original Byrds. The road Byrds played a handful of shows in January and February, including a tribute to Earl Scruggs that turned into the film, Banjoman. However, the reunion album featuring Gene Clark, Chris Hillman, David Crosby, Roger McGuinn, and Michael Clarke was released in March and there was no point having gigs if the public expected the original five to show up. Unfortunately, the original Byrds failed to capitalize on the initial wave of enthusiasm for their reunion. They played ZERO times, leaving the album and both versions of the band dead on the vine. To be fair, the reunion album wasn’t very good and the ending was probably 2 years overdue. But, it was an ignominious ending for one of the most innovative American bands ever.
On February 3, The Byrds played the series premiere of The Midnight Special, a live music show that followed Johnny Carson on Friday nights and lasted until 1981. “Mr. Tambourine Man” was one of the songs they played. Here’s the other.
Byrds – So You Want To Be A Rock N’ Roll Star
The Midnight Special (first episode)
February 3, 1973
One of the band’s final performances — and the last to be televised — the band sounds good with new-ish drummer, John Guerin. He’s certainly compatible with Clarence. If the band was going out, at least they were going out bringing the rock. However, if no one else is gonna ask, I will. What the fuck is up with Roger’s jacket? It looks like something that should be worn by an animatronic dog carrying a fake pistol.
MULESKINNER
A few months after Richard Greene and I left Seatrain, Clarence White left The Byrds, Bill Keith left Kweskin’s Jug Band, David Grisman left Earth Opera and just produced the first Rowan Brothers album, Richard invited us all to play on KCET television in Los Angeles with Bill Monroe and his Blue Grass Boys as a sort of ‘Father of Bluegrass and his Sons’ show. Well, Bill’s bus broke down in Stockton, California, and we had to do the show on our own.”
–Peter Rowan on the origin of Muleskinner
On February 14, not February 13 as the video says below, White hooked up with a few of his rock-friendly bluegrass friends: Richard Greene, David Grisman, Bill Keith, and Peter Rowan. They were scheduled to perform on public television backing Bill Monroe. This was not an accidental collaboration since Greene, Keith, and Rowan were Blue Grass Boys in the 1960s, as was Clarence’s brother, Roland, who we will meet again shortly. The video clip, great as it is, actually omits 4 songs, which were later released on CD.
Muleskinner – New Camptown Races + Dark Hollow
KCET Studios, Hollywood, CA
February 13, 1973
Clarence White – lead guitar, co-lead vocal
Peter Rowan – guitar, co-lead vocal
Richard Greene – fiddle
David Grisman – mandolin
Bill Keith – banjo
1. New Camptown Races (0:00-1:49)
2. Dark Hollow (1:57-4:27)
-Clarence (low) and Peter (high) are basically co-lead singers
-Sweet Clarence solo from 3:55-4:13. Funky, bluesy, behind the beat, like Chuck Berry meets bluegrass.
I’m obviously partial to White, but all of these guys were heavyweights in bluegrass and folk music. As you can imagine, the fan response to Muleskinner kicking grassy ass on KCET was, “More please.” So, they hit the studio between March 27-April 14, during which time they also played a few shows at the Ash Grove in Hollywood. Sadly, and in what is obviously this chapter’s central motif, the death of Clarence meant the end of Muleskinner, a supergroup who existed for a shockingly brief 9 weeks.
Muleskinner – Mule Skinner Blues
Muleskinner aka A Potpourri Of Bluegrass Jam, 1973
Recorded March 27-April 13, 1973
Amazon
Same lineup as above, add John Guerin – drums
(Clarence) brought a lot of black blues guitar playing to white acoustic bluegrass guitar, which set him apart from other players. And I have not heard anyone play electric guitar like Clarence. I remember him playing stuff in the bass register of electric guitar that I had never heard before. It was very funky, very rocky.”
–Richard Greene to Rick Petreysik, “Echoes of a Country Rock Legend,” Guitar Player, September 1992, page 84
I love that Muleskinner kicks off their debut album with a bluegrass-rock hybrid that probably wouldn’t have worked in anyone else’s hands circa ’73. Granted, it helps when you have White channeling James Burton, Greene on slash-and-burn violin, and Rowan with the sweet yodel. John Guerin actually replaced Gene Parsons as The Byrds’ drummer in late ’72, so Clarence undoubtedly felt comfortable with him behind the kit.
And while it’s a subtle association, CW’s famous B-Bender (panned left throughout “Mule Skinner”) was also retrofitted with banjo tuners on the high and low E strings, so he could quickly switch tunings. Those tuners were invented by a pair of college buddies who were also banjo enthusiasts: Dan Bump and Muleskinner’s own Bill Keith. 38 years later, the Keith tuner remains the industry standard.
Muleskinner – I’m Blue, I’m Lonesome
Muleskinner aka A Potpourri Of Bluegrass Jam, 1973
Recorded March 27-April 13, 1973
Amazon
Same lineup as above, add John Guerin – drums
This old Bill Monroe gem features great country picking from White, a tight mandolin solo from Grisman, Keith switching gears on pedal steel, and more Greene brilliance. However, the real showcase just might be the wonderful harmonies between White (“When I hear that whistle blow”) and Rowan (“I want to pack my suitcase and go-o-o!”).
UPDATE 6/16/13: According to Colin Escott’s bio of Hank Williams, “I’m Blue, I’m Lonesome” was actually written by Hank and Bill Monroe in October 1949 when both men were playing the Michigan State Fair. It was credited pseudonymously to “James B. Smith,” no doubt for legal reasons. Pretty cool. I love that the inventor of bluegrass and the reinventor of country music — not to mention fellow Opry members at the time — worked together on a stone-cold classic.
DON’T GIVE UP YOUR DAY JOB
Before we get to Clarence’s familial repatriation, let’s remember that he was still a studio musician in high demand. Here are my three favorite examples of his 1973 session work, all probably recorded between February-April.
Country Gazette – Huckleberry Hornpipe
Don’t Give Up Your Day Job, 1973
Recorded February 1973ish
Amazon
Clarence White – lead acoustic guitar
Kenny Wertz – guitar
Herb Pedersen – guitar
Byron Berline – fiddle
Alan Munde – banjo
Roger Bush – bass
Like Muleskinner, Country Gazette was a bluegrass supergroup featuring some of prog-grass’ finest exponents, including Clarence’s former bandmate in the Colonels, Roger Bush. “Huckleberry” is the leadoff track from 1973’s Don’t Give Up Your Day Job, and though it was written by Berline, White’s double-tracked solo from 1:32-2:17 is the clear highlight and breathtaking in its virtuosity.
Gene Parsons – Banjo Dog
Kindling, 1973
Sierra Records
Clarence White – guitar, mandolin
Gene Parsons – banjo
When Gene Parsons left The Byrds, he began recording his debut solo album, Kindling. “Banjo Dog” features Parsons on the titular instrument and his old buddy, CW, on acoustic guitar and a semi-rare appearance on mandolin. Maybe it’s just me, but I think White has a riff here that directly anticipates Jay Bennett‘s riff in “Hesitating Beauty,” one of the highlights on the 1998 Wilco/Billy Bragg/Woody Guthrie album, Mermaid Avenue.
Arlo Guthrie – Gates Of Eden
Last Of The Brooklyn Cowboys, 1973
Recorded 1972-73
Amazon
Arlo Guthrie – vocals, guitar
Clarence White – electric guitars
Ry Cooder – bottleneck guitar
John Pilla – bass, co-producer
Did someone say Guthrie? This was Clarence’s 4th consecutive appearance on an Arlo Guthrie album, and he and Cooder bounce a few different guitar tracks off one another, while Pilla weaves deft basslines in between. “Gates,” of course, was one of Bob Dylan’s signature songs from Bringing It All Back Home, the 1965 album that also included “Mr. Tambourine Man.” Bob’s songwriting hero, of course, was Arlo’s dad, Woody, so this might be a good time for y’all to break out your venn diagrams.
Clarence White – I Am A Pilgrim + Soldier’s Joy
Bob Baxter’s Guitar Workshop
April 7, 1973
On April 7, more or less concurrent with his Muleskinner and Country Gazette gigs, Clarence played the televised Bob Baxter Guitar Workshop with brother Roland on mandolin, Byron Berline on fiddle, and Alan Munde on banjo. The ensemble, including Baxter, works through a pair of old-timey numbers that were a regular part of the Kentucky Colonels’ sets in the 1960s. The appearance of Roland, however, is worth exploring further.
O BROTHER, WHERE ART THOU?
Clarence called me in early ’73 when I was still with Lester Flatt and told me he was out of The Byrds. He said Eddie Tickner, who was the manager for The Byrds, was going to manage him, and he had quite a few places in Europe he could put us. Clarence asked me if I was interested and how the job was going with Lester. I said, ‘OK, but it’s been about 4 years.’ (He said) we could go to Europe, get Eric (brother Eric White) and Herb Pederson to do it. I said, ‘All it takes is you telling me we’re doing it and I’ll turn in my notice.’ Four years is a good amount of time and I really wanted to play with Clarence. And it happened. I went out to California, we played a couple of little shows, one at the Ash Grove, then we went to Europe.”
–Roland White to Bob Moses, SmokeMusic.com, 2010
Roland started playing mandolin with Lester Flatt and the Nashville Grass in early 1969, just after the dissolution of Flatt & Scruggs. Previous to that, Roland was Bill Monroe’s guitarist from May 1967 to February 1969. In fact, White was a Blue Grass Boy simultaneous with Byron Berline. So, the Baxter show was one of the first gigs the White brothers (as well as Berline) played together, but it wasn’t long before they were off and running, writing a new (albeit brief) chapter in their careers.
EASTER WITH THE WHITE BROTHERS
Ash Grove, Hollywood
April 22, 1973
Clarence White – guitar
Roland White – mandolin
Roger Bush – bass
Byron Berline – fiddle
Herb Pedersen – banjo, guitar (?)
Alan Munde – banjo, guitar (?)
John Hartford – fiddle (maybe)
Brantley Kearns – fiddle (maybe)
Steve Mandel – guitar (maybe)
White Brothers (New Kentucky Colonels) – Shuckin’ The Corn
White Brothers (New Kentucky Colonels) – Good Woman’s Love
I’m not 100% sure when this gig went down, but all the available evidence points to a White Brothers (aka New Kentucky Colonels) gig at the Ash Grove on Easter Sunday 1973 (April 22). Roland notes the “one gig” above, but I’ve also read that the group held down a week-long residency at the Grove between April 15-22. So, it’s possible that this show is a compilation of tracks from that week. Also, so many friends sat in — including Muleskinner, who’d just finished recording — that it probably felt like open mic night for the elite of west coast bluegrass.
As for the set, the band is loose and clearly having a great time. Then, Clarence takes things to another level. When his solo drops on “Shuckin'” (1:12-1:30), you can hear the crowd gasp and whoop, and I swear the other players drop out as if they were too busy watching him to remember to play. Bush totally calls it when he remarks, “Lightning fingers.”
But, therein lies the CW genius. “Good Woman’s Love” works, not because he goes 100 MPH, but because his guitar playing supports (and extends) the melody and distinctive White vocal harmonies. It’s slo-mo Django that recalls something Gene Parsons once said: “Clarence’s one guideline was to play the least amount of notes with the most amount of impact.” Word.
MAY 1973: WHITE BROTHERS IN EUROPE
Clarence White – guitar, vocals
Roland White – mandolin, vocals
Eric White – bass
Alan Munde – banjo, vocals
White Brothers (New Kentucky Colonels) – New River Train
White Brothers (New Kentucky Colonels) – I Know What It Means To Be Lonesome
White Brothers (New Kentucky Colonels) – Rawhide
White Brothers (New Kentucky Colonels) – You Won’t Be Satisfied That Way
White Brothers (New Kentucky Colonels) – Sally Goodin (guitar solo)
We really felt good about it from the beginning, especially between Clarence, Eric, and I. We could really work together and Al was musician enough to get right in there and do it. Clarence was surprised because he really enjoyed playing the bluegrass. I think it was a challenge to him because he didn’t think he could do it again. It was just the best time I had playing music ever. That was it, period, right there.”
–Roland White, from the Live In Sweden liner notes
If you’re even remotely bluegrass-curious, you need to track down a copy of Live In Sweden (pictured above). In fact, ask nicely and I may post it here. It’s seriously one of the best bluegrass shows I’ve ever heard and it actually came about by accident. The Dillards were booked to play England, Holland and Sweden, but when they dropped out at the last minute, the White Brothers/New Kentucky Colonels filled in at the behest of Eddie Tickner, Clarence’s manager. The European tour essentially functioned as a showcase for Clarence, who was bandleader, co-lead singer, and guitar god.
CW’s leadership aside, what’s remarkable about the Sweden recording is the symbiosis between Clarence and Roland. Where Muleskinner showed how a dream team of bluegrass talent can bring out the best out in each other, Live In Sweden showed that blood is thicker and more harmonious than even the dreamiest, teamiest water. While not close harmony singers in the tradition of the Louvins, the Clarence/Roland vocal blend nevertheless elevates the singing well beyond their individual talents. A similar intuition pervades their guitar/mandolin interplay, which sounds like two brothers finishing each other’s sentences. Herein lies the core tragedy of Clarence’s death. It didn’t just rob us of his many talents, but robbed us of future Clarence/Roland magic. Sweden is a small, glorious window into that never-to-be-realized future.
The Colonels returned from Europe in late May, with Munde going back to Country Gazette. The White Brothers played the Indian Springs, Maryland, Bluegrass Festival on June 2, billed as the New Kentucky Colonels. Clarence, Roland, and Eric manned their usual battle stations with Jack Hicks (Bill Monroe’s band) on banjo and John Kaparakis on rhythm guitar.
JUNE 1973: “LISTEN, YOU SON OF A BITCH…”
Now for my favorite Clarence White story of all-time. Though a definitive date is elusive, the incident of which we will speak was in early-to-mid June 1973. There’s a hint of apocrypha about the tale, but I’m ok with that. It’s still gonna make me laugh when I’m 140 years old and living on cryogenic smoothies. And since there’s no way I can improve upon Ben Fong-Torres‘ version, here’s the excerpt from his Gram Parsons bio, Hickory Wind.
Gram and Emmylou (Harris) were preparing for a trial, 3-date tour set up by Warner Bros. Records. The idea was to have a caravan of country acts — Country Gazette, the Kentucky Colonels, and Gram and Emmylou. Gene Parsons, by now a solo artist on Warner, along with Chris Ethridge and Sneaky Pete (Kleinow), completed what the label billed as a traveling “country rock festival.”
With so much talent on board, the stage was bound to be overcrowded, and at one of the shows — the one in Annapolis, Maryland — it was. It was the electric set, the highlight of a day-long show. It was after midnight when Gene, Chris, and Sneaky Pete, joined by Clarence White, climbed onto the stage with Gram and Emmylou.
As Gene recalled it, the song had reached the place where White would take his solo break. Clarence was considered by his peers the best country guitar player going and he was not a great admirer of Gram. The word was that he’d been considered for The Byrds in 1968 when Gram got the job.
Now here was Gram playing to the crowd by motioning for Clarence to turn down his volume. If Gram was no longer sashaying like Mick Jagger, he was still putting on superstar airs. Soon, he was motioning for the whole band to turn it down, even confiscating Gene’s drumsticks, leaving him to play with his hands.
When Clarence stopped playing his solo, Gram didn’t appear to notice. All he knew was that the crowd seemed to enjoy his antics. Clarence picked up again and finished his solo and the electric set ended. But the show continued backstage.
Clarence, who was almost a foot shorter than Gram, grabbed him by the neck, pulled him off to one side, and shouted:
“Listen, you son of a bitch, I’ve played more country music than you’ve ever played and I know more about it than you’ll ever know! Just remember: You’re not the only fucking star around here!”
Gram talked back, but without much energy or conviction. It was nearly three in the morning and through a haze of drink and drugs, Gram managed to understand that he had been out of line. His southern manners came back and he managed an apology. “I didn’t mean to offend,” he said.
If you didn’t love Clarence before, how could you not love the guy now? Come on, getting up in GP’s grill and knocking him down to size?!?! The stuff of which legends are made. And that whole part about playing and knowing more about country music than Gram? I call those kinds of assertions “facts.” The caravan played one more show, the following night at the Tower Theater in Philadelphia* (pictured above), which proved to be Gram’s last public performance ever.
* Technically, the Tower is in Upper Darby, not Philly, but no one knows where that is outside of Tina Fey, who grew up there. So, Philly it is.
JUNE-JULY 1973: LIKE WHITE ON RICE
Clarence White & Tony Rice – New River Train
Recorded June-July 1973
Clarence White – co-lead vocal, lead acoustic guitar [left channel]
Tony Rice – co-lead vocal, lead acoustic guitar [right channel]
Larry Rice – mandolin
Bobby Slone – bass
A few weeks before succumbing to his tragically stupid fate, Clarence jammed with his flatpicking bluegrass protege, Tony Rice, then all of 22 years old. In fact, with Tony’s older brother, Larry, on mandolin, and Bobby Slone on bass, this lineup is essentially Clarence White and The New South, JD Crowe’s progressive bluegrass outfit at the moment they were evolving into pioneers of the genre. It’s entirely fitting that Clarence baptized their shift into risky stylistic territory — risky for stodgy bluegrass purism anyway — as it was White who almost single-handedly married rock and bluegrass in a rock context beginning in the mid’60s.
SUMMER 1973: SOLO ALBUM
Clarence White – electric and acoustic guitar, lead vocals
Roland White – mandolin, vocals
Herb Pedersen – rhythm guitar, vocals
Ry Cooder – slide guitar (“Why You Been Gone So Long?”)
Byron Berline – fiddle
Lee Sklar – electric bass
Roger Bush – standup bass
Ed Green – drums
Clarence White – Never Ending Love
Silver Meteor comp, 1980
Recorded Summer 1973
Sierra Records
Clarence White – Alabama Jubilee
Silver Meteor comp, 1980
Recorded Summer 1973
Sierra Records
Clarence White – Why You Been Gone So Long?
Silver Meteor comp, 1980
Recorded Summer 1973
Sierra Records
On June 28-29, Clarence went into the studio with the late Jim Dickson to begin work on his first solo album. Judging by the tracks that were eventually released on Silver Meteor, the tracklist was more or less composed of songs in the White Brothers’ setlist at the time. The one thing that jumps out, not just here, but throughout 1973, is Clarence’s vocal confidence. “Bugler” was the first sign that he’d grown comfortable with his voice, but here he almost sounds like a genuine frontman. The only thing missing from these tracks are bona fide electric guitar leads, which Clarence never had the chance to overdub.
Incidentally, these are rips from the original 1980 release of the Silver Meteor comp, which I lucked into a couple decades ago. They’ve since been remastered and reissued on Sierra, so click on the “Sierra Records” link above to get the 21st century mojo.
GENE PARSONS ON THE END OF THE BYRDS & REMEMBERING CLARENCE WHITE
JULY 14-15, 1973
We all want to forget something, so we tell stories. It’s easier that way.”
—Rashomon, 1950
On the evening of Saturday, July 14, the White brothers had dinner with their mother in Lancaster before heading out to play at BJ’s in Palmdale about 10 miles away. Eric was the bass player in a local country band and Clarence, Roland, and Gib Guilbeau, CW’s former bandmate in The Reasons (aka Nashville West) all sat in. The band ended sometime after midnight and probably around 1:00 am, the Whites were loading their gear into their car. To this point, it was a fairly typical and uneventful Saturday.
Meanwhile, a few blocks away, a woman named Yoko Ito was being thrown out of the Jack Of Diamonds for being a disheveled, drunken waste of maggot DNA. Ito (who was also allegedly pregnant at the time) got in her car, tore ass down Palmdale’s main drag, jumped a curb, and slammed into Clarence, who was launched into Roland. Both men crumpled to the pavement, with Roland suffering a dislocated arm. Clarence, who was thrown about 20-30 feet, went into an immediate coma and died the next day. He was 29 years old.
Now, I don’t know if this is true or not, but according to “Califiddler” on the Clarence White Forum, Ito only received a one-year suspended sentence (!!!) and had her driver’s license taken away. Are you fucking kidding me?!?! Thanks a lot, 1973 values. Did you get her an ice pack, too, when you slapped her on the wrist? Clarence left behind a wife, two kids, four siblings, both parents, and a legion of brokenhearted friends and fans, including me. Y’all can be philosophical on your own time. I hope Ito is being dipped in lava on the 36th level of hell while getting her face chewed off by Hitler’s dog.
THE LAST THING ON MY MIND
Byrds – Farther Along
Farther Along, 1971
Recorded July 25, 1971
Amazon
Clarence White – lead vocal, acoustic guitar, mandolin
Roger McGuinn – 12-string acoustic guitar, vocals
Skip Battin – piano, vocals (I don’t hear bass, though it could be low in the mix)
Gene Parsons – probably acoustic guitar, vocals
Clarence’s funeral was held on Thursday, July 19, at St. Mary’s Catholic Church in Palmdale, but he was buried at Joshua Memorial Park in Lancaster. According to Bernie Leadon, former Burrito Brother and founding Eagle:
After the priest did his formal stuff (at the graveside service) there was this very uncomfortably long silence. I thought there had to be something musical. I was standing next to Gram and I started humming ‘Farther Along.’ Gram picked up on it and then he and I sang a verse and a chorus in very shaky voices. No one else joined in. After we finished, the crowd dispersed and Roland came over to express his gratitude that we did that.”
–John Einarson, Hot Burritos: The True Story Of The Flying Burrito Brothers, pp. 310-11
Clarence’s funeral was noteworthy for two simultaneous events. It was there that Roger Bush asked Roland to join Country Gazette, as much to replace the departing Kenny Wertz as to keep him occupied through his grief. Roland would spend the next 13 years in the Gazette, his own personal Fort Recovery.
Gram was so depressed by Clarence’s death he (in)famously told his “road mangler” and confidant, Phil Kaufman, “Phil, if this happens to me, I don’t want them doing this. You can take me out to the desert and burn me. I want to go out in a cloud of smoke.” Two months later, Phil did just that, kidnapping Gram’s coffin from LAX and burning it in Joshua Tree National Park. GP was 26 years old.
I’m giving the final word to not just Clarence, but the entirety of the White family. This is a wonderfully bittersweet video, but the love and closeness is heartbreakingly tangible. To Clarence, wherever you are in heaven, I hope I did your story justice. You are missed, brother.
Clarence White – The Last Thing On My Mind
“I’ve got reason a-plenty for going
This I know, this I know
The weeds have been steadily growing
Please don’t go, please don’t go”
Download full playlist as zip file (16 songs, 45:09, 69 MB)
Great post, Lance.
Django came up, so let's mention his rhythm guitar playing fool of a brother, Joseph.
*Tina Fey and Todd Rundgren
Thanks Raul. I'm more of a fan of Ziggy Reinhardt. He wasn't much of a musician, but he made a helluva crème brûlée.
And it's funny that Todd Rundgren is from the Darb. In an episode of 30 Rock, Liz Lemon gets called “The C-Word,” which upsets her so much, she can't even repeat it. So, she says to Pete and Frank, “It rhymes with your favorite Todd Rundgren album.” To which Frank says, “It rhymes with Hermit of Mink Hollow???”
Adios,
You did his story justice. And we won't forget it. Long may you run.
Regards
MHG
A great story about a great musician and some great music. Thankyou for sharing.
Great, great post. Thanks. It's funny, but Clarence is the one musician whose loss I still feel all these years later.
I didn't realize he packed so much music in his final year.
Slightly off track, I never understood why they booted Gene from the Byrds, and I wonder Clarence thought about it.
Really touching, terribly tragic.
Thanks for pouring your guts into such a great blog, man.
Well done, with tears at the end.
I was at the McGonnigle's Seaside Park show in Annapolis, where the backstage tiff between Clarence and Gram occurred. I am almost sure the date was June 13, with the show in Upper Darby, Pa. (near Philly) the next night. I wrote about the Annapolis show in the old Cosmic American Music News, a long time back.
Great article, great music. Todd Rundgren and I also know where Upper Darby is. It's between Drexel Hill and Havertown, duh!
This has been a fantastic series. Thank you. I've been listening to Clarence carefully on a near-daily basis since I was 16, and that's, uh, over 40 years now. No musician quite got into my heart the way he did. He played with heart and dignity. I remember the day I got the call that he was gone; I was in a daze, as if a close friend had died… I feel lucky that I got to hear him twice with the Byrds: once at my own college, and once at The D Street Corral in Portland.
You really should compile this all into a book. No one else has told Clarence's whole story so well!
A little addendum for Kevin. It's somewhat apocryphal, but I read in one of these damned rock bios that Roger let Gene go on Terry Melcher's advice, and that Clarence's immediate response was to become physically ill. Who knows? I wasn't there, but it makes all kinds of sense. That's why they call it the music “business”.
By the way, I remember listening to those new uncredited anonymous Byrds for the first time and thinking “The drummer and the guitarist know a secret the other two aren't in on.”
Thank you so much for this series; it's been a joy to read. My only bone to pick is labeling the Ben Fong-Torres book “excellent.” I don't even remember much of what Mr. Fong-Torres said about GP, I just remember how poor the writing was. When my first wife and I split up, we argued over which one of us had to take that book. I did like the book Sid Griffin put together, though.
Anyhow, thank again for all the time and work you've obviously put into this.
Uh, that would be “thanks again.”
Just want to say how much I`ve enjoyed your words and the music you post. Thanks…..
This has been a fantastic series of posts. All your hard work–clearly a labor of love–is much appreciated.
Thank you kindly.
Steven
Great post! The Clarence White series is what originally brought me to your site but I will continue to be a reader of what ever comes next, well done.
This is just plain awesome. Nice work Lance.
Listening to “Red Rocking Chair” from the Muleskinner video right now.
When I started playing guitar, I'd learn the chords to a song, but I never really learned the solos, thinking it would be better to build your own. When I heard Muleskinner and “RRC”, I learned CW's break because I had to figure out what he was doing. The part that vexed me was playing the B-string E opposite the open E, which on all but the most well-intonated guitars sounds different.
This is a great history, and I treasure every video and every MP3. Thank you.
Listening to “Red Rocking Chair” from the Muleskinner video right now.
When I started playing guitar, I'd learn the chords to a song, but I never really learned the solos, thinking it would be better to build your own. When I heard Muleskinner and “RRC”, I learned CW's break because I had to figure out what he was doing. The part that vexed me was playing the B-string E opposite the open E, which on all but the most well-intonated guitars sounds different.
This is a great history, and I treasure every video and every MP3. Thank you.
Clarence White was… rather is…God.
thanks for your series, to be reminded of all these high musical moments. i feel blessed to have seen him play a couple times up close, with the latter Byrds, and it was so electrifying that i could never ever forget it, and it remains a real life highlight.
rick ehrlich
Thanks for all the Clarence stories & twang. I'll definitely be back to check out some more soon. Dont suppose you have a link for the Sierra “electric” comp WHITE LIGHTNIN? thanks rob
Here's a link to the Sierra Records White Lightnin' page: http://bit.ly/odxDMq. It's supposed to come with a 2-song mini-DVD, but you might wanna contact John Delgatto at Sierra to see if those are still available. Thanks for stopping by!
Wonderfully written – great job. Thanks for sharing this CW information in such a moving way
Wow – it took me 3 years to stumble across this series of posts. Brilliantly informative and really well written. Thank you!!
Thanks John! And thanks to everyone who’s gone to the trouble of reading this post and the others before it. And as always, RIP Clarence.
Just gotta love Clarence and Gene and Danny too
Love the 1973 acoustic jam session between Clarence White and “protégé” Tony Rice. Clarence seems so gracious in acknowledging Tony’s picking at the end when he declares he can’t keep up… You credit the superbly spontaneous mandolin picking as that of Tony’s older brother Larry. That surprised me because it doesn’t sound like the Larry Rice I’ve heard on LPs and CDs. Are you certain it was Larry Rice, and how do you know for sure — what is your source? If it is indeed Larry Rice, I’ve got some intensive relistening to do…
Roland, thanks for writing. My source was the guy who uploaded the video, fuzzyallan. I remember doing a rudimentary check online and every site listed the same mandolin player: Larry Rice. Now, that doesn’t necessarily mean Larry is the guy, but unless I hear otherwise, I’m sticking with him.
It was Larry. I used to play with him in the early 90’s. He knew that Tony had recorded this jam but never had a copy himself. He did mention that they were pretty well hammered and that Clarence was having a hell of a time keeping his capo adjusted. He couldn’t remember exactly when the jam took place but knew it was very shortly before Clarence died.
I was seeking out ‘sound’ of Rusty Young and Clarence’s collaboration (and promptly ordered the reissued Silver Meteor CD) and stumbled upon this page. It is such a well written and informative remembrance of all that Clarence was. As an appreciator of much of Clarence’s range of later work from sessions (particularly with Arlo Guthrie) to his reconnection with Roland (I was lucky enough to stumble upon a pristine copy of Live in Sweden some years back) I was unaware of the level of activity he sustained in this burst (and haven’t heard many of these tracks). It is, as you say, heartbreaking but I guess that shows how much he meant to so many (although that’s from afar – the loss to his loved ones is unfathomable). Awesome – thank you. Truly.
And what the fuck WAS with McGuinn’s jacket indeed! That was the first footage I’ve ever seen of Guerin behind the drums – so much sharper than Gene, but whether that’s a good thing is personal taste … and writing as someone who, from hearing Mr Tambourine Man as a 16 year old to continuing to chase down every release by every incarnation of the Byrds, Burritos and every other off-shoot and collaboration by any member of the Byrds (albeit from Down Under and on limited coin), Guerin never really was a member for me .
First time I’ve seen this article.
Although now once again reading this new one I’ve stumbled on and reliving the way Clarence was taken so quickly after just having dinner with them (yes our mom cooked a roast that day for them…I remember her showing them how to cook her famous roast beef). Then being woke up to banging on the door by Eric & Roland and drug to the ER….
Searching for photos, magazines on Clarence to put in my collection…not to sell.
Rosemarie, sister
Looking for photographer who took the photo of Clarence at Indian Springs walking with young David Grier past guy lying on the ground
Rosemarie,
If you haven’t obtained the name of the photographer yet, he is Carl fleischhauer.
He published a book a number of years ago called bluegrass odyssey. It appears in there.
Rosemarie,
Please let me know if you need contact information for photographer Carl…I have it.
Best wishes,
Sandy
I don’t know if Lance is still monitoring this site; his last comment above was from 2015. But what a wonderful series on one of the great guitar players of his era. Thank you so much for doing this. Great research and writing, and I agree with the comment above that Clarence’s life deserves a book. Or how about a film documentary? And how nice, and touching, to see Clarence’s sister’s comments here. Also, I have one correction to one of the sound clips in the series. In part 10, I’m virtually certain that the playing you describe as CW’s (panned right) on the Everly Brothers’ “I’m Tired of Singing My Songs in Las Vegas” is all pedal steel, which would have been played by Buddy Emmons. Some of his parts are sort of guitar-like in that they’re single notes, but there are many tell-tale giveaways that the part is played on steel, not B-bender. In fact, I don’t hear any electric guitar at all on the track. Anyway, thanks again for such a wonderful set of posts. Hopefully this site will remain accessible for a long time to come.
Hey Andy, thanks for writing. I do monitor the site and even make occasional updates. Man, you’re totally right about Las Vegas. Just listened to it now and all I heard was pedal steel. Not sure why I got it in my head that it was Clarence. I love the Knotts Berry Farm anecdote, so now you’ve given me a reason to update that section. Thank you sir!
I sat in front of Clarence at a Byrd’s concert in Ithaca, NY, in 1970. It as in a gym and I was sitting on the floor in the front row looking straight up at him. I never took my eyes off him for two hours, and when it was over I knew my life had changed. I can honestly say it was an epiphany.
One of the three remaining grandsons of Clarence White here,
Just wanted to say thank you to the author and all those who comment anything, especially personal.
I will be visiting my grandparents gravesite again soon.
Much love.
-BTA