John Kitsco

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Thats what started it all. The accordian. An Italian made
accordian. With a beautiful sound. And thanks to big brother
Ted and his patience I went on to study keyboard, guitar, even
drums. I once thought about going to Boston to study jazz but
somehow that dream fizzled out. But I still have the music books.  Also, once rehearsed with a group. Music that originated
from Rock & Roll. One song by the Kinks. But never quite had
the desire to take the road to Nirvana as many have. Guess I just
wanted to be a lowly songwriter. And thats not so bad...

But back to that accordian. Loved to play it at first. Even played a German song (on stage) in my first grade. I was scared to death but the fingers moved. The audience politely applauded.
Just a plain old school concert. But a big deal for a little boy.
Brother Ted went on to play many many weddings, events,
cutting records and having a great time playing for seniors. Even playing for those who perhaps were not even aware he was
there - those being persons with Alzheimers. But he played  for
them nonetheless...And still plays into his seventies...

With that acoustic guitar brother Ted recently gave me (with
guitar case and stand) - rest assured I am learning some of the
blues and folk music of times past. Thats something that really
touches a nerve with me. And having met the late and great
John Lee Hooker (in a small club in Chicago, showing John
an article I had written about him) I quite simply was taken-in
by the blues. And have hopes of at least learning (if not jamming
with others) playing the blues. Its still a dream...

But then, my readers know that I love music. Whether it be
gospel, spirtual, jazz, blues, country,classical. Its an important
part of my life and certainly a part of many who take the time
to listen, and enjoy music. Even though Dad may not have been
big on rock & roll, he certainly loved the opera. So there is
something for everyone.

In the January issue of Rolling Stone magazine, the giant of
giants in the industry, we learn from Steve Knopper that the
attendance at American music concerts has dropped, at an
astounding 24.4 percent. And that simply translates as cheaper
ticket prices. The fans are there and always will be. But enough
is enough on high ticket prices. Music is as big now, as it once was. Its just different. We must respect what the young teens want to hear, and respect what older folks prefer. There are
some old souls out there - with very young hearts. Dare I say
more...

As they say, its only rock & roll, if you like it. But the musical
house of cards for many has collapsed.  Others (and you have to absolutely admire them) are starting in the industry in humble ways, singing in church, or performing for a small group of
friends in their neighborhood.  Its all music. Its all good.

For some who are drugged, dazed and confused - hopefully
their lives will get turned around. We read about many well
known persons getting into trouble. We all know that the road
to Nirvana for some, is like the road to hell. And we pray for those- that they will see the light. Or pay the price...

But after all, its only rock and roll - if you like it. So think
I will have to call Brother Ted and ask him - what the name
was - of that old, beautiful, white -Italian accordian...