Winding River Promotions

05/11/2025

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In Memory of Bob Marley.
6 February 1945 – 11 May 1981

04/24/2025

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04/21/2025

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Johnny and Edgar Winter, the legendary brothers from Beaumont, Texas, have left an unforgettable mark on the world of blues and rock. Born with albinism, their unique appearance was matched by their extraordinary musical talents. Johnny, born in 1944, was a guitar virtuoso known for his high-energy blues rock performances and slide guitar mastery. Edgar, born in 1946, is a multi-instrumentalist, excelling in keyboards, saxophone, and percussion.

Johnny Winter's career took off in the late 1960s with his debut album "The Progressive Blues Experiment," showcasing his raw blues talent. His signing with Columbia Records led to the release of his self-titled album in 1969, which solidified his place in the blues rock scene. Johnny's collaborations with Muddy Waters produced Grammy-winning albums, further cementing his legacy.

Edgar Winter's success peaked in the 1970s with his band, The Edgar Winter Group. Their album "They Only Come Out at Night" featured hits like "Frankenstein" and "Free Ride," blending rock, jazz, and blues elements. Edgar's innovative use of the keyboard body strap allowed him to move freely on stage, enhancing his dynamic performances.

The brothers occasionally collaborated, most notably on the live album "Together: Edgar Winter and Johnny Winter Live," recorded in 1976. Their combined talents created a powerful synergy, captivating audiences with their electrifying performances.

Photo: Johnny Winter and Edgar Winter perform live during KISS Destroyer tour at Atlanta Fulton County Stadium on August 29, 1979 in Atlanta Georgia. (Photo By Rick Diamond/Getty Images)

04/17/2025

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04/07/2025

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04/07/2025

“Helen Keller wrote the following letter to the New York Symphony Orchestra in March 1924. Here's how she describes listening to Beethoven's "Ninth Symphony" over the radio:

“Dear Friends:

I have the joy of being able to tell you that, though deaf and blind, I spent a glorious hour last night listening over the radio to Beethoven’s “Ninth Symphony.” I do not mean to say that I “heard” the music in the sense that other people heard it; and I do not know whether I can make you understand how it was possible for me to derive pleasure from the symphony. It was a great surprise to myself. I had been reading in my magazine for the blind of the happiness that the radio was bringing to the sightless everywhere. I was delighted to know that the blind had gained a new source of enjoyment; but I did not dream that I could have any part in their joy. Last night, when the family was listening to your wonderful rendering of the immortal symphony someone suggested that I put my hand on the receiver and see if I could get any of the vibrations. He unscrewed the cap, and I lightly touched the sensitive diaphragm. What was my amazement to discover that I could feel, not only the vibration, but also the impassioned rhythm, the throb and the urge of the music! The intertwined and intermingling vibrations from different instruments enchanted me. I could actually distinguish the cornets, the roil of the drums, deep-toned violas and violins singing in exquisite unison. How the lovely speech of the violins flowed and plowed over the deepest tones of the other instruments! When the human voices leaped up thrilling from the surge of harmony, I recognized them instantly as voices more ecstatic, upcurving swift and flame-like, until my heart almost stood still. The women’s voices seemed an embodiment of all the angelic voices rushing in a harmonious flood of beautiful and inspiring sound. The great chorus throbbed against my fingers with poignant pause and flow. Then all the instruments and voices together burst forth – an ocean of heavenly vibration – and died away like winds when the atom is spent, ending in a delicate shower of sweet notes.

Of course this was not “hearing,” but I do know that the tones and harmonies conveyed to me moods of great beauty and majesty. I also sense, or thought I did, the tender sounds of nature that sing into my hand-swaying reeds and winds and the murmur of streams. I have never been so enraptured before by a multitude of tone-vibrations.

As I listened, with darkness and melody, shadow and sound filling all the room, I could not help remembering that the great composer who poured forth such a flood of sweetness into the world was deaf like myself. I marveled at the power of his quenchless spirit by which out of his pain he wrought such joy for others – and there I sat, feeling with my hand the magnificent symphony which broke like a sea upon the silent shores of his soul and mine.”

The Auricle, Vol. II, No. 6, March 1924.

04/01/2025

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APRIL is here and the good times keep rolling at Ka'Tiki Sunset Beach. Join us this month for some great live music and a little fun in the sun!

03/31/2025

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03/28/2025

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“John Bonham would always tell Zeppelin: ‘I’m leaving the band. I can’t go back to America again. I can’t do that.’ So, Peter Grant (Led Zeppelin’s manager) used to go, ‘Hey, come to the garage, I want to show you something.’ He’d go, ‘What?’ They’d go to his garage and there’s a new Lamborghini, just what Bonzo wanted.
And that’s how he kept coming. But there were a couple of moments there where he ended up crying because he wanted to go home. He didn’t want to be in America, missed his wife, didn’t want to be in a big band. He wanted to be in a small band in Birmingham, just playing. He didn’t care about all that fame.”