The History of the Coachmen

This is for you Dianne.


Hello from Outer Space

No I didn’t get lost just took a wrong turn in Nevada, ( was singing Long Way for a while afterward) I wasn’t abducted by aliens as some of you thought. I was with the Coachmen for a weekend. We had one crazy Saturday night of  awesome jamming music that was memorable (at least in my mind). We even tried to re-create our single “Maybe time… ” just for fun. Michelle sang Dan’s part.

We play it really loud

Terry handed out earplugs this year. What did you say? I bitched about it and got the shit level where Tom and Robyn barely played just to give me shit. I deserved it though. Did I really think after 44 years that we could actually turn it down. Just a warning to future reunion venues. We play it loud!

Jon and Michelle sing while Terry plays bass guitar

And you know Dan was watching us and laughing. I thought I noticed him once near the ceiling wearing earplugs.

And the beat goes on…

I want to take this opportunity to thank each and every one of you for the comments and love that you have given me through this blog. I am about to embark on yet another adventure. I will be traveling this year and taking a year to reflect upon my life. This is not some lame reason to abandon the blog, in fact it could actually increase the frequency. As I was packing up to leave I found even more memories to write about.

Here are some contact sheet pictures from a trail ride at Dan’s ranch circa 1986. Yes this was the one that they played a fake dynamite joke on me and that I had to be tied to my saddle after an unfortunate run in with a bottle of tequila. Ah yes those were some crazy days. Trailride

Into the sunset

Dan and Miss Sally riding into the sunset… Happy Trails!


Heart on a hook…

One day I was at Dan’s ranch he was cleaning out a pile of junk on the kitchen counter. He handed me this hook. “Here he said, you can have this.” I laughed at the image  and so did he. “I kind of like the concept, its hilarious. You could use it as a trolling device.”  Where did you get this? I  asked. “A fan sent it to me.”

I took it home and put it on the wall.


Rajah the Wonderdog and other dog stories…

Behind every successful musician is a dog.

Rajah’s Timeline of Events
Rajah becomes a star in the back of REO’s Limo with the mini spots directed at him. Every passing car strains to see what celebrity is in the back eat only to see Rajah and wonder.

Rajah causes Broom the St Bernard to pee on the door of our ground floor flat that creates a tidal wave coming at Dan’s hippy style floor bed and Claude’s D35 Martin Guitar. Dan awakens and avoids disaster by stuffing a towel under the door.

Unable to provide dog food, Rajah finds Ralph’s Pizza in Champaign Illinois up the street from the McDonalds. Seen many times begging with his girlfriend, Muffy for pizza bones.

Rajah disappears then reappears looking better than he left. Found under a different name living in some sweet grandma’s kitchen.

Rajah is a babe magnet.

Rajah saves the recording of Home Free after a bottle of Rum almost spills on the Quadrophonic sound board. In a move that only could be described as mystical, Rajah relaxes to hear the playback.

Was present for every early Dan recording from Nashville to the Record Plant in LA.

Receives a copy of Souvenirs Gold Record dedicated to him and some other guy.         

“Rajah was an asshole” the most repeated memorable phrase uttered by many of Dan’s friends.

Despite the character defects that Rajah often exhibited on other dogs, mainly fighting and some uncontrolled humping, he lives on in this blog.

Dan decided that he would get a dog when he lived outside Boulder on Beak Peak. After careful searching, he came up with Pancho a full-blooded Sheep Dog. Rajah and Pancho did not get along right off the bat.  I can still remember the sound of their first meeting.  It was a flurry of fur and teeth.  Rajah unfortunately never got a chance to hang out there again.

Further on, Pancho got a companion, Maggie’s dog Loki. Together they formed a pack and brought down the neighbor’s prize steer. Both dogs were caught and had to be put down to appease the neighbor. It was a sad day for man’s best friend. Reminds me of Willie Nelson’s lyrics. Instead of Pancho and Lefty, it was Pancho and Loki the dog banditos.

All the Federales say
They could have had them any day
They only let them slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose

If only they had escaped to Mexico.

Rajah faired slightly better but got caught killing a kitten in cold blood belonging to my sweetheart. It was only a matter of time for Rajah. Dogs running free were being shot by the sheriff’s posse in Coal Creek Canyon. I tried to keep him safe and tied up in the mountains but eventually couldn’t stand to see him like that. I took him to the Boulder shelter in hopes he would be readopted, I will never know what happened to him. It was a sad ending to a fabulous life.

Another friend sent this picture of the old days with Dan, Loki, Pancho and of course, me.


Happy New Year 2012!


By the way have you met Terry?

Terry Walters was the instigator of the Coachmen with his partner in crime Tom Cain. Terry made the first strobe light for the band out of a black box. I have to say he was a bit eccentric even then as a kid. But this video takes the cake uh I mean chicken. Here is a shot of the young genius about to turn silicon valley on its ear.

If Dan can see this where ever he is, he has got to be laughing his ass off.

Kingston Springs Halloween Party 1974

Dan’s circle of friends arrived from various points across the country to celebrate Halloween at his farm house outside Kingston Springs Tennessee. Everyone dropped psychedelics. Dan regaled stoned guests with hours of mime until dawn. Sometime much later Dan writes a song that reminds me of that evening.

Dan, Susie, Jude, Jon, Rajah photo by Lee

Seldom seen
A scarecrow’s dream
I hang in the hopes of replacement
Castles tall
I built them all
But I dream that I’m trapped in
the basement.
And if you ever hear me calling out
And if you’ve been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and
I can be found.
Plans I’ve made
A masquerade
Fading in fear of the coming day
Heroes’ tales
Like nightingales
Wrestle the wind as they run away.
And if you ever hear them calling out
And if you’ve been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-
I can be found.
Garden gate
An empty plate
Waiting for someone to come and fill
Scarecrow’s dreams
Like frozen streams
Thirst for the fall
But they’re running still.
And if you ever hear me calling out
And if you’ve been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and
I can be found.