Sam Peckinpah, James Garner (and his Rockford Files), The Jackson 5, Del Shannon, Link Wray, Ray Charles, Porter Wagoner, Elvis Presley, Jimmy Webb, Johnny Rivers, Glen Campbell, Chad and Jeremy, Peter and Gordon, Paul Simon when he's Roy Halee'd and Art Garfunkled, The Everly Brothers, The Beach Boys (guess my train of thought), Marmalade, The Left Banke, Merle Haggard, Roy Buchanan, Stevie Wonder, The Partridge Family (The Love Generation), The Velvet Underground, Charlie Daniels, Bob Johnston, Pig Robbins, Lee Hazlewood, Hal Blaine, Kenny Buttrey, Charlie McCoy, Edison Lighthouse, Nancy Sinatra, Ann Margaret, The Four Seasons, Jay and the Americans, Wilson Pickett, Sam and Dave, Isaac Hayes, Miles Davis, Tom Jones, The Emotions, Rufus Thomas, The Temptations, The Four Tops, Kris Kristofferson, The Byrds, The Bar-Kays, The Association, Burt Bacharach, Bob Dylan, Sam Cooke, James Brown, Marvin Gaye, The Beatles, The Merry-Go-Round (Emitt Rhodes), Gene Clark, Willie Nelson, Frank Sinatra, Johnny Hartman, John Coltrane, Artie Shaw, Benny Goodman, Charlie Christian, Goffin and King, The Rolling Stones, Chuck Berry, The Gosdin Brothers, The Band, Muddy Waters, The Kinks, George Jones, Gram Parsons, Buck Owens, Scott Walker, T-Rex, The Who, The Ventures, The Turtles, Gary Reynolds and the Playboys, the guy who sings "I'm From the Old School"
"Rounding out the musical portion of the evening sometime around midnight was The Digs, and I felt god-damned ashamed of all the idiots that just had to rush off to bed and couldn’t stick around for the last act ... Top to bottom, The Digs are a professional act with Psychedelic, old-school country, folk and all around Americana roots. They gave us a flawless set and ended with something like a southern rock acid jam that lasted for several minutes, and sent bass guitarist Scott, one of the best bass guitarists the City of Los Angeles has ever turned out, atop his bass amp showing off what one can do with an intellectual insight into music theory and the soul of an artist — and finally compelling him to prod at the acoustic tiled ceiling with his guitar at the close. When their set ended and the lights finally flicked on, I felt mistreated and horn-swaggled—a show like this should not end for several more hours, but as young as the night was, I was still looking forward to the many after parties on the night’s chopping-block.
Nice one,The Digs.We're really enjoyin' your tunes too inc. the very fine Gene cover..the John Phillips song you mentioned- "Let It Bleed,Genevevieve"-is a fine tune also.Would love some of your sunny Cali weather here...Dublin is bitter cold...and I've got the flu..ugghh...
"when living is without you..." hahahha... fire...bad... like frankenstien... i heard you guys were playing with aaron... HE'S MINE!!!! hehehe... just kidding... i miss being out there... fuck... all the bands here suck.
"The Digs" photo by C. Olsen
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