Post by chronologer on Jun 10, 2021 7:03:24 GMT
Former manager of singer Linda Ronstadt, has died
From an article in the Lexington Herald-Leader (KY) – 1 December 1984
An Excerpt From Simple Dreams
From her new memoir, Linda Ronstadt's look at her musical life in Tucson and what took her to L.A.
By Linda Ronstadt www.simonandschuster.com/books/Simple-Dreams/Linda-Ronstadt/9781451668735
From an article in the Lexington Herald-Leader (KY) – 1 December 1984
TUCSON, Ariz. - David C. Graham, 45, a Tucson radio personality for more than 25 years and a former manager of singer Linda Ronstadt, has died, two weeks after he suffered a stroke while at the controls of radio station KUAT.
Graham, who died Wednesday, had worked for more than a dozen radio stations in Tucson.
He also managed the Stone Poneys, the rock group with which Ronstadt made her debut, and operated four coffee houses, which provided a spotlight for musicians.
Graham, who died Wednesday, had worked for more than a dozen radio stations in Tucson.
He also managed the Stone Poneys, the rock group with which Ronstadt made her debut, and operated four coffee houses, which provided a spotlight for musicians.
An Excerpt From Simple Dreams
From her new memoir, Linda Ronstadt's look at her musical life in Tucson and what took her to L.A.
By Linda Ronstadt www.simonandschuster.com/books/Simple-Dreams/Linda-Ronstadt/9781451668735
Sometimes Bobby Kimmel would play a set of blues tunes that he had worked out, and I would duet with him on a folkier piece like "Handsome Molly." We played at a coffeehouse called Ash Alley and another called the First Step. They were tiny, seventy- to one-hundred-seat places owned by local folk music entrepreneur David Graham. His younger brother, Alan Fudge, sang and played guitar and was studying acting at the university. He was smart, funny, kind, and political. Alan and I spent most of our spare time at his brother's establishment and became sweethearts. His mother, Margaret, was the first feminist I ever encountered and would scold her sons robustly if they were careless with their girlfriends. She was divorced, and when her son David brought in older bluesmen like Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee to play at his club, she would cook for them, let them stay at her house, and do what she could to cushion them from the bruising elements of Jim Crow still hovering in the Southwest. This was before the Civil Rights Act of 1964, and there were signs everywhere bragging about a proprietor's right to refuse service.
