March 2015

The following is the second in a series of profiles of sons and daughters of friends of mine who have decided, at least for the time being, to follow their hearts and try to play music professionally — a decision that, I’d like to think, had at least a little to do with their parents’ (and my generation’s) inherent […]

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Orestes “Minnie” Minoso: A Reflection

by M.C. Antil on March 13, 2015

We were driving back to Comiskey Park. It was 1980; April to be exact. I was roughly a year into the first real job of my life, as a low-level ticket-hawker, gofer and all-purpose grunt for the Bill Veeck-era Chicago White Sox. And on that day Minnie Minoso and I were seated in the front seat of […]

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R.I.P. — Jimmy Greenspoon

by M.C. Antil on March 12, 2015

There’s no chance in hell you know the guy’s name.  But you know his deft touch and his lilting sense of melody.  Keyboardist Jimmy Greenspoon of Three Dog Night died this week after a brave battle with melanoma. I won’t drill down too deep on this one.  Let me, instead, simply leave you with the one […]

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