If you're a Ramona resident of at
least 20 years, with either alcoholic tendencies or a fierce desire to
line dance/two-step your way to fame and fortune...or obscurity - the
chances are pretty good that you'd seen us in the TEEPEE ROOM, later to
become the
FAT CAT.
Eventually, the place became Molly Malones, but back in the Teepee
& Fat Cat days, that was our home. Thanks to Donna and to Brandy as
well.
The only negative remark I remember hearing was, "Those darned
country
dancers - all they drink is water!"
The Lost Coyotes had formed around 1991, as a result of at least
two
bands mixing and matching, firing and hiring until stuff was "just
right" ...well, maybe not, but there was a band born.
Not wanting to toot our own horn, but I could safely say, "Dude, we
rocked!" And I do say it, often.
Though Ramona was our home turf, we had gigs "down the hill" that
surprized some. Overall I'd
like to say that we had potential to do some damage.
I don't get out much, but I assume there were technically better
bands around. But we had
a chemistry that drew people to us. Folks would warm up to this band
right away. We did mostly covers, but Tim had written a few
songs, the most promising "That Ain't
Love", which has yet to reach the
market. But I still believe in that one. Check it out.
Most memorable for me was; the KSON Country harbor cruise gig
where the
Lost Coyotes stole the thunder from a "way-more famous" local country
group. We blew the DOORS off them...showed them what a mangy bunch of
back-woods coyotes can do when they get lost together on a ship. What a
kick in the butt...oh, and they were pissed...lol
Then there was the cruise where a group of folks from the Smithsonian
was on, seated within inches
of us and our gear -
and not one member could have been under 100. As quiet as we
could be
was still too loud for those guys...I think I turned my amp off and
they still complained! Who'd a thought geezers of that vintage could
hear anything?
The "3 gig" day...accounts vary somewhat, but we did three
separate
gigs in one day once, ending up at the Fat Cat for the 9 pm start. We
were so tired we could hardly stand, but we played like never before
that night...it was fantastic.
The band was
rolling along for several ? years - and like 99.9% of bands, we began
to see the end in sight. The Lost Coyotes called it off around
1995. Some differences in
direction, whatever... Eventually I got up and played for
several other bands. The Groove Cats, Midnight Rider. Robert and I had
worked together for a very short time with the latter, then sorta
drifted. There were others less memorable. Some were good
enough, but at least from my perspective, they lacked that Coyote
Chemistry.
I didn't make much effort to stay in touch with RB or Tim; it
just seemed
pointless - at the time.
A few years later Tim had started The Zendogs, which I knew
nothing
about. Eventually somehow I found my way to go see them. Man,
they blew me away! Tim, Kevin, Greg, and (later) Steve. These guys had
a serious groove going on.
And I was purty sure I knew the biggest
reason for that.
I watched in awe (no, really) as Tim led that group through several
tunes, and I knew what I was missing. I won't forget the impact they
made. I don't get jealous of other players, but I wished I was Kevin
that night. I got all fired up and met the guys, and they were cool as
could be.
I think I told Tim, "Let me know if you ever need a bass player", and
headed home, dreaming of days gone by.
Around 2002, my "home"...let's just say that a few
of my less-carefully thought-out decisions from my younger days had
come back to
bite me on the a*s. Expensive bites; the
kind that make you move into a trailer...
The lack of space and the fact that I hadn't played for a few
years, and by around '04 I was ready to quit, and sell off my
gear.
No kidding, about the time I reached that verdict, Tim called! If he'd
called 5 seconds
earlier there's no way I would have heard it...and who knows how the
future would have happened. He was in an original project band, and
they had already
been through all
three of the other San Diego area bass players. He set me up for an
audition. As rusty as I was, I got
the gig.
I was just happy to be working with Tim again. If the standards were as
high as the Zendogs, I figured this would be a hot band.
Tim and I worked together for that project for 7 and 5 years
respectively. It was different; with ambitions of being a touring &
recording band, which still sounds appealing to anyone with an
imagination. (Who has started playing music and doesn't dream
of being a star someday?) It had some moments and we had a few laughs.
But when it was no longer working for anybody, in summer 2010 it
dissolved.
Tim and I contacted Robert to see how he would
like to bring back the band. Robert was "in"! I was so excited I felt
like a kid again.
I came up with a different name for the band, out of repect for the
"sacred ground" (to use a term), and just in case the others didn't
want to deal with its inherent expectations. It's a weird thing for me,
and I tread lightly on the subject. But it didn't take long till it was
decided to go ahead and use our old logo, since it was already
(literally) bought
and paid for!
So now after about 15 years, THE opportunity finally presented itself:
We can play, when we want, what we want, and most important- make
it fun...well, that has Lost Coyotes written all over it!
"Let's take 'er for a spin"....
-The mailman