Thursday, October 31, 2019

ME BILLY AND WILT

Now that the basketball season is reaching its crescendo, I thought I'd relate an anecdote about a surreal and oddly bittersweet experience from my past with two of the greatest basketball players who ever lived. I know this is gonna sound like total bull shit, but in fact, it's completely true.

For the first ten or so years of my working life, I made my living as a musician. And that meant I would take ANY work that paid if I didn't have another better-paying job in that time slot. As a result, I did everything from scale record dates playing for Carol Douglas and Musique (I'm showing my age here) down to stinky club dates in Ridgewood, Queens with Roy Delane and the Third Herd (I kid you not).