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Growing Up In Rock 'n Roll

Did the development of Branson give him work? Also, ever been to Fly-By-Night music in Neosho, MO? As I remember it, it was like an old car repair garage full of classic old guitars and amps

Side note to the thread;
I’ve been to three of the locations where Fly-By-Night was located; the metal building out by the school and both of the buildings on the town square. I’ve spoken to Dave (Crocker) many times and his only employee, Danny. I traded him a ‘73 Tele bass for a ‘91 Gibson T-Bird (I’d like to undo that one). My son traded his Gibson Explorer to Dave for a Les Paul Custom. My son’s Explorer ended up in Dave’s short-lived museum in Branson.

A short story; in the mid 1990s, I was in Dave’s store out by the High School in Neosho. It was cram packed with everything related to guitars & basses. Dave was in his office, which was a couple sheets of peg board in a corner of the building, that was covered with guitars and basses on the outside. I was outside looking at gear while Dave was talking to someone on the phone about coming to his annual guitar show in Arlington, TX. Dave was telling this person he would send plane tickets, have a limo pick them up, and the motel and all meals would be paid. I also heard the disappointment in Dave’s voice as the person he was talking to was turning down his offer due to prior commitments. When Dave got off the phone, I asked him who couldn’t come to the show. Dave had been talking to Les Paul.

Dave had a collection of stuff that was probably one of a kind. He had dozens of 1950s Fender tweed amps. I know he had (at least) one of every year of Stratocaster from 1954 to the time I was around him. He had a 1959 Les Paul gold top, and it was in his store I held a 51 or 52 PBass that I think was serial number 124. It had brass bridge saddles, but had the original phenolic saddles in a paper bag stuck under the strings.

You can see Dave’s picture inside the front cover of “The Fender Book” with George Fullerton holding Leo’s first guitar that Dave & George authenticated back in the 70s or 80s, I think.

The story around SW Missouri & NW Arkansas is that Dave sold his entire collection to a guy in Bentonville, AR for $2.1 million back around 2015.

Your Dad’s experience is a wonderful thing to read & discuss.
 
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My recollections are the same as Mr Skaggs. I bought a flat back 8x10 Ampeg when the building was by the school. I listed over the 4-5 Ricks they always seemed to have, including an Azureglo I wanted really bad. I think it was $500 or so…too rich for my blood at the time.

I never got to see the real collection, but I remember dozens of blackface, blond, and brown Fender cabs and amps just piled up when they moved to the second location. Maybe 30 different Ampeg fliptops and guitar amps at any given time. My band mates bought a 72 LP Deluxe guitar, a 72 ish Gibson 340TD, and a Super Six there around ‘98. At the last location, I picked up a B25 for $200. Dave was there and we talked bass amps for a minute. Danny was always there when I went in there. One of the last trips my dying father in law took after being diagnosed with a brain tumor was a trip with me to Fly By Night. He was a gigging lead guitarist most of his life. It was a great day.

They had Fenders from the 80’s and 90’s that were NOS just sitting there with their hang tags. Anyway, you really can’t describe the place and give it justice. The buyers of the stuff opened Meteor music in Bentonville. I went in there the first week they were open and noticed a 72 V4B that had its faceplate basically rubbed clean. Got it for $100, bought a new faceplate, and a $75 trip to the shop to get squared away. Had $300 in that amp and it may be the best sounding bass amp I ever owned. Sold it a few years ago and I have no idea why. Anyway, sorry for the sidetrack on this great thread and story
 
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I served in the Air Force from 72-76. I liked to surprise my parents by not telling them I was coming. Never knew who might be sitting at the kitchen table playing poker with Dad. Might be Charlie Daniels. Might be David Allan Coe. Might be somebody else. I never knew.

Our place was 10 miles down the end of a dead end road that ended in the most beautiful lake in Arkansas. Musicians liked staying in Oakland because nobody knew who they were. They could just go down to the boat dock and hang out just like they were anybody else.
 
One of my favorite things to do was indulge in some leafy green material and lay in bed listening to Tommy Aldridge practice. Black Oak's practice room was right across the holler from my cabin and I could hear him perfectly. Holy smokes that dude could play. He would also race up and down Oakland Road in his Lotus, which constantly freaked out BOA's manager.
 
For 35 years my Dad drove tour busses and equipment trucks for bands. I got so many backstage passes! Thanks Dad and R.I.P.

Here's who he worked for:

Black Oak Arkansas
Heart
Firefall
Plasmatics
Grateful Dead
Allman Brothers
Aerosmith
Ted Nugent
Gary Numan
Michael Jackson
Blackfoot
Supertramp
Amazing Rhythm Aces
Ruby Starr
Wild Cherry
Blackstone (magician)
Foghat
Willie Nelson
Billy Joel
Burton Cummings
Cher
Tom Petty
Kansas
Wishbone Ash
Delbert McClinton
Carlene Carter
Gallagher
Charlie Daniels
Chuck Mangione
Hank Williams Jr.
Linda Rondstadt
Eddie Money
Village People
Roy Clark
Stevie Wonder
Little Feat
Kenny Rogers
Mötley Crüe
Your dad was a cool dude and had a great job. Your a lucky guy.
 
I once asked him his favorite and least favorite employers. Favorite: Stevie Wonder. Least favorite: John Mellencamp. Who I notice I missed on the list.

Dad had zero illusions about stardom, and the only album he ever bought was a Johnny Cash one. He once got an invitation to Paul McCartney's birthday party and he said, "Who?" He didn't go.

He was so down to earth that even people like Cher morphed into reg'lar 'ol folks when he talked to them. He was always first on the list and got to choose which bands he worked with. Heart was always first on his list.
Your dad was probably part of my first rock n roll experience. My first concert was heart, I was 11 or 12. My mother took me. Such great memories.
 
I once asked him his favorite and least favorite employers. Favorite: Stevie Wonder. Least favorite: John Mellencamp. Who I notice I missed on the list.

Dad had zero illusions about stardom, and the only album he ever bought was a Johnny Cash one. He once got an invitation to Paul McCartney's birthday party and he said, "Who?" He didn't go.

He was so down to earth that even people like Cher morphed into reg'lar 'ol folks when he talked to them. He was always first on the list and got to choose which bands he worked with. Heart was always first on his list.
Thanks for sharing these memories and honoring your dad in this way. He sounds like an amazing human being and someone who epitomizes how a man's character is the most important thing he has, and will affect others more than anything else. Thank you, this thread made my day!
 
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Connie and my little brother, Doug. January, 1977. R.I.P. to both. I miss them both terribly.
 
One time Connie and I went to see Fleetwood Mac.. every time Stevie sang, Connie would whisper in my ear, "We could do a killer duet!" She was itching to be on stage. Any of you who saw her with Black Oak or Gray Ghost know she was a consumate performer. Connie LIVED rock and roll!!! She sang constantly. I was treated to so much a capella Connie. I cherish those days.