Update.

The past six months have stretched me very thin. Frankly, that kind of pressure brings me even closer to all my old Trower/Dewar recordings but it leaves me little time to beat the bushes for fresh "Jimmy" content to post here. I have been more involved in music lately and, while I respect anyone with a passion for song, I am reminded more than ever that we are in the dark ages when compared to rock music from the late sixties through the mid seventies. Even the best talent out there today seems woefully vacant for those of us who remember the depth of our late friend Mr. Dewar. I first saw the RTB in 1974 at the Orpheum Theater in Boston and I had no idea if I would like the experience or simply remain a fan of their albums. From the downbeat of the first song, that question was answered. I was transported to a place that I had never before experienced and every Dewar performance thereafter had the same breathtaking effect on me. Dramatic as it may sound, I have sought to recreate that feeling ever since. For those of you who know this feeling, you have all my sympathy. I have no hope to offer as the irreplaceable elements of this experience are gone. The best I can do is meet you here in the virtual world of JimmyDewar.com and hope to provide a few remnants of this all-natural high. That's right, for me, a Robin Trower Band performance had to be experienced in total sobriety, no booze and no drugs. I wanted to be as sharp as possible so as to soak up everything the show had to offer. Every inflection, every nuance, every magical detail of those live performances that defined this band, their music and their performances as legendary.

So, if you (or anyone you know) may have photos, recordings, stories or memorabilia that you would care to share with our exclusive little club of Dewar fans, we would love to hear from you. It will help me to keep this site interesting and I am certain that all who visit here will be grateful to you as well. Email me at Carl@CarlKennedy.net and we can all enjoy your contribution.

Thanks for visiting.

Carl

Comments

[Dave Mines]

I was just doing some 'memory surfin', now that I'm an old bugger and I just thought I'd google 'Sockem JB' . You can imagine how chuffed I was when your site came up.
I remember cramming into Burns's Cottage pub at Paisley Road Toll on a saturday dinner time to hear what , at the time was Glasgow's best band. John McGuiness was a 'friend of a friend', A guy called Duncan McPhail, who was a half decent vocalist (and a Cliff Richard lookalike, God help us!) He invited us down one Saturday and I was of course, hooked. Les's guitar playing was stunning, but when Jimmy sang.....Well, that's when any ideas I had of being a vocalist, were swiftly abandoned. I saw the band once at the Howff. They were wonderful, but you know, it would have been impossible to create the atmosphere of that wee sweaty room at the cottage. A time of magic indeed.

[Tina]

Thanks for the opportunity to know about Jimmy and his work. I must have been a hippy in a former life, and as penance in this one, I came of musical age in the '80's. What a wasteland. Luckily, I managed to run across a few patient souls who managed to turn me on to a few things that weren't to be missed. Continue to be a patient soul for those who long for the days before disco.

[Carl Kennedy "the alchemist"]

Tina, I am happy to say that I have lived through all of the phases of popular music from the sixties on. I began very young and those around me were patient souls also. Virtually every genre of music from Jazz to Pop to Rock, R&B and even Country reached the peak of their art during the sixties and seventies. Since that time music has followed a consistent and downward path to this very day. For those who may disagree, all I need to do is point out that sales of music are weaker than ever, artists are openly contrived and formulaic and the largest music stores in the country have all gone out of business. YouTube has become our greatest proof that concerts were once great and unique. YouTube also helps us to contrast to mind-numbing releases and performances of today with those timeless, historic moments from the distant past that actually give us goose-bumps. In a time when all music was special, the music of the Robin Trower band was arguably the most special. Best of the Best! CK