Once again our hearts are broken with the loss of one of our Key West clan, DD West.
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Jul
27
I’m happy to say that I was close to Rick Fraley and DD. Both of them were very beautiful souls and very kind.
Jul
14
Wendy Sheridan
In 1980 I left the island for about six months and went to NYC, doing solo gigs in the Village and showcases and shit. One time I had this gig in the “Other End” on Bleeker Street and lo and behold, as the people came in, one after another were from KEY WEST! Half [...]
Jul
14
Wendy Sheridan
Remember in 1977, when Saturday Night Live was new on the tube, and Dan Akkroyd wasn’t too famous yet? He was sitting there at the bar in The Bull, alone. I started a conversation with him during my break and he told me he loved the way I played the blues, that he played [...]
Jul
14
Wendy Sheridan
A girlfriend from Key West, a sexy little stripper named Chris, who was Rick Fraley’s (Pacific Orchestra-bass) wife at the time, told me this story:
She was in Chicago, working as a playboy bunny, serving a table of Hollywood bigwigs. When she said she was from Key West, they asked if she knew a certain “Wendy [...]
Jul
7
Around 2 o’clock in the morning, Wild Man beat a shrimper to death with a pool cue in the Boat Bar.
Jul
7
Mango said that living in Key West was like being trapped in an out-of-control dating service that keeps trying to send you on a blind date with your ex-wife.
Jul
7
One hellish hot afternoon John Coley was accosted by a distraught sweat-spewing man who was shouting,
“Hell-fire is eatin’ up this street!”
Jul
7
There was the wasted-acid-freak kid who worshiped Carlos Santana and hitch-hiked to Key West.
Jul
7
When your custom Magic Shoes were ready, Murphy put them on you himself and he’d say…