Comments on: Dick Dale and Will Ferrell. http://munsongrecords.com/blogs/arts-musings/dick-dale-will-ferrell-sax/ We are a small record label, publishing and production company, doing our best to be heard with all the other music out there. Sat, 03 Jul 2010 19:55:04 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=abc hourly 1 By: admin http://munsongrecords.com/blogs/arts-musings/dick-dale-will-ferrell-sax/comment-page-1/#comment-195 admin Fri, 01 Jan 2010 23:02:20 +0000 http://munsongrecords.com/?p=928#comment-195 Thanks Harry, haven't seen Lee in years but we had some great times together. Thanks Harry, haven’t seen Lee in years but we had some great times together.

]]> By: Harry Gray http://munsongrecords.com/blogs/arts-musings/dick-dale-will-ferrell-sax/comment-page-1/#comment-194 Harry Gray Fri, 01 Jan 2010 21:29:33 +0000 http://munsongrecords.com/?p=928#comment-194 Loved the little story on Lee. I worked with him with The Righteous Brothers. He's a great guy & has a fantastic family. Thanks for sharing with everyone. Loved the little story on Lee. I worked with him with The Righteous Brothers. He’s a great guy & has a fantastic family. Thanks for sharing with everyone.

]]> By: Fred Emerson http://munsongrecords.com/blogs/arts-musings/dick-dale-will-ferrell-sax/comment-page-1/#comment-127 Fred Emerson Tue, 11 Nov 2008 17:31:46 +0000 http://munsongrecords.com/?p=928#comment-127 Those are great shots of Lee, et al. My best (or most vivid) memory of Lee was that shortly after he arrived and started playing with Dick, it was nearing the end of the year and another (ho hum) New Years Day Parade. (Hi Art!) I was playing bass with Dick, Art, Lee Drew and the others at (first the Rendezvous) Harmony Park, and Lee was not taking NO for an answer. He was a damn country boy from Cherry Point, and he was NOT going to miss the (In Person) thrill of a Rose Parade. So, midnight or so, after the gig, we headed up to Pasadena. By the time we arrived, it was dark, and particularly drunk out that night. By about 4:30-5:00 am, I was having trouble keeping track of Lee. I finally found him climbing onto a roof of a business which he had accessed from climbing up a telephone pole. He was going to have the best seat in the house. Remember, this is at just before dawn, people by the thousands are arriving, staking out their vantage points, and here is Lee, hanging off that roof, shouting, as loud as possible, "Hey EVERYBODY-WAKE UP! The parade is gonna start." "GET UP-the parade is comin'!" Luckily no one got irritated enough to physically accost Lee, or me, for coming to his aid, but it was close! But I gotta tell you it was HILARIOUS! I finally talked him down, and about three hours later, the excitement wore in, and he dropped off and slept through most of the parade. We finally found the car, and I dropped him off at his home. (An apt. in Hollywood-he wasn't going to live anywhere else now that he had made it to his 'launch-pad for success!) Lee's first BIG Southern California fantasy had happened for him. Too bad he missed about 3/4 of it. Those are great shots of Lee, et al. My best (or most vivid) memory of Lee was that shortly after he arrived and started playing with Dick, it was nearing the end of the year and another (ho hum) New Years Day Parade. (Hi Art!) I was playing bass with Dick, Art, Lee Drew and the others at (first the Rendezvous) Harmony Park, and Lee was not taking NO for an answer. He was a damn country boy from Cherry Point, and he was NOT going to miss the (In Person) thrill of a Rose Parade. So, midnight or so, after the gig, we headed up to Pasadena. By the time we arrived, it was dark, and particularly drunk out that night. By about 4:30-5:00 am, I was having trouble keeping track of Lee. I finally found him climbing onto a roof of a business which he had accessed from climbing up a telephone pole. He was going to have the best seat in the house. Remember, this is at just before dawn, people by the thousands are arriving, staking out their vantage points, and here is Lee, hanging off that roof, shouting, as loud as possible, “Hey EVERYBODY-WAKE UP! The parade is gonna start.” “GET UP-the parade is comin’!” Luckily no one got irritated enough to physically accost Lee, or me, for coming to his aid, but it was close! But I gotta tell you it was HILARIOUS! I finally talked him down, and about three hours later, the excitement wore in, and he dropped off and slept through most of the parade. We finally found the car, and I dropped him off at his home. (An apt. in Hollywood-he wasn’t going to live anywhere else now that he had made it to his ‘launch-pad for success!)

Lee’s first BIG Southern California fantasy had happened for him. Too bad he missed about 3/4 of it.

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