Dick Waterman’s Music Photo Blog

William Faulkner meets Muddy Waters . . .

Did you hear the story about William Faulkner meeting Muddy Waters? Well, now I’m not saying for certain that it actually happened but it might have taken place . . . if we allow imagination to roam a bit . . . It was back in 1950, Faulkner was en route to Stockholm to accept […]


A singer of songs . . .

Last Friday was Bonnie Raitt’s birthday (63) and I promised that I’d have a few thoughts on the lady. I remember the exact date that I first met here. It was February 8, 1968, and my friend Jack Viertel (then a student at Harvard) came by my house in Cambridge to spend some time with […]


George McGovern and B. B. King go to the ballpark . . .

George McGovern passed away recently and this reminded me of the time when he was campaigning for the Presidency in 1972 and came to Boston for a speech at Fenway Park. They asked me to round up some musicians to pay before McGovern took the stage. I grabbed this opportunity to get B.B. King onto […]


Brush up on your brush up . . .

I was in London in the early Seventies and wandered into a men’s clothing store. I was probably wearing blue jeans, fringed jacket and sporting my white boy Afro. It didn’t take more than a glance to know that I had made a financial wrong turn but they got me before I could get to […]


“Sexy Animal?” I never heard of her!

There used to be a small hotel in London by the name of Blake’s.  It had a celebrity clientele and was known for being complete discreet about who was staying there. It also had an ‘on premises’ liquor license which meant that you could have a drink in their small bar long after public hours […]


Arlen Spector and Ira Einhorn . . .

Arlen Spector died yesterday and is mourned as a political moderate in a time where partisan politics have never been so polarized. I lived in Philadelphia when Mister Spector was District Attorney and also a private lawyer before being elected to the Senate. That was in the time of Ira Einhorn . . . Ira […]


Sometimes you just ‘lose it’ . . .

There has been a lengthy thread on Facebook that started with a photograph of Taj Mahal extending a middle finger with his face all twisted in anger. Well, I’ve know (and photographed) him since he was Henry St Clair Fredericks Jr going to the University of Massachusetts back around 1964. In my first book (“Between […]


Ahhh . . . Bobby . . . Bobby . . . I hardly knew ya . . .

Can it be over so soon? Is it going to end in just two days? Wednesday will be here so quickly and then you’ll soon be gone . . . Ahhh, Bobby . . . I wanted you to stick around for a long time. Bobby Valentine, you of such a lengthy resume but such […]


James Meredith and what 50 years have brought . . .

Next week will mark the 50th anniversary of James Meredith integrating the University of Mississippi. Noted entertainer and political activist Harry Belafonte will be on campus to speak and I’m sure that other dignitaries will show up because the fight to get Meredith admitted resulted in two deaths and bullets that are still embedded in […]


I have seen the future and it is out of focus . . .

I have already told you that I was at the Philadelphia Folk Festival a few weeks ago. It was nice to be back in that area and Cinda and I took the tourist’s walk around the Liberty Bell and checked out the Constitution (the document, not the ship . . . which is in Boston […]


A man, a woman, a dog, a wheelchair . . .

  As my flight home from Philadelphia came into Atlanta for my change of planes, I noticed a young man a few rows in front of me unbuckle his seat belt and stand up. He had lost his legs and had metal rods protruding from the cargo shorts that he was wearing. He made his […]


Television logic: You fight, you win, you get cancelled . . .

I was not a “Nightline” fan from the beginning. The program actually started when the American embassy in Iran was stormed and prisoners taken. The ABC network started a 30 minute show after the local late night news to keep people informed of negotiations and progress between President Jimmy Carter and the people holding the […]


It is like I have created fire!

It is no secret that I have few technology skills. I joke that if I push the ‘Power’ button and the light goes on, I am way ahead of the game right there. My cell phone is a vintage Nokia that makes calls and accepts calls. That’s it . . . period. It doesn’t give […]


The Teammates: A Portrait of a Friendship

They came into major league baseball at just about the same time. They left the team and went to war. They came back and settled into successful careers. They were so close that they batted first, second, third and fourth for the Boston Red Sox. They were closer than friends . . . They were […]


It gets harder as you get older . . .

I am going to have a photography booth at the Philadelphia Folk Festival next weekend (August 17-19) and I have never worked so hard to get ready for any festival. First of all, there are a whole lot fewer festivals to merchandise than there were eight or ten years ago. Also, the airfares are much […]


Do you remember “The Asphalt Jungle?”

I was 14 years old back in 1950 when I saw a movie entitled “The Asphalt Jungle.” It was actually a pretty good film, written and directed by John Huston, and it got a couple of Oscar nominations. What I remember about it was a scene with Sterling Hayden (decades later to be the crooked […]


They come into the familiar . . . and make it different . . .

There are some athletes who show you something different every time you saw them. Just some intangible movement that make them unique. They come into a sport that you have seen for decades and they add a bit of their own talent and now you see that nothing is ever finished . . . it […]


“The Old Man and the See”

Ever since I had laser surgery, I don’t wear eye glasses except for reading. I wear these on a cord around my neck and I keep having problems with the cord sliding down the ear piece and then dropping off. This means that my glasses are hanging from one cord and this usually happens when […]


You don’t know Poplar Avenue like I know Poplar Avenue . . .

You can’t always get what you want You can’t always get what you want But if you try sometime you find You get what you need ————- This is the story of Indian food, old business listings and the streets of Memphis . . . My wife and I found a jar of Dehli Korma […]


Thoughts on Father’s Day . . .

I have written about my parents occasionally over the years. I like to point out that they lived in every decade of the last century. My father was born in 1901 and died in 1993. My mother was born in 1902 and passed away in 1991. I was on tour with Champion Jack Dupree when […]


Stones negatives . . . seeking the elusive “Satisfaction” . . .

Ok, I blogged yesterday about the latest status of the Rolling Stones and my dozen rolls of film that I shot when I toured with them in 1970. The US representative called me last night all excited about the JPG that he had seen. So he went off to confer with other (presumably in the […]


It’s back on . . . maybe . . . I think . . . I hope . . .

I have lived a continuing saga of getting the Rolling Stones to use the negatives that I shot back in 1970 while touring with them. I was managing the Buddy Guy & Junior Wells Band and they opened dates in Europe for about eight weeks. I have good stuff of them onstage but I also […]


A final thought on Doc Watson . . .

The world is a lesser place without Doc Watson. There will be people posting their favorite songs and tell tales of seeing him at festivals. The truth of the matter is that he was a great man with the music and an equally great man without it. I sat backstage with Mississippi John Hurt and […]


Photographing music: the point where the fun stops . . .

In the “BLUES” section of photographs on this web site is a 1964 shot of Mississippi John Hurt taken at the Cafe Yana in Boston. The single spot brings the light to his hat, his face and his guitar. I have always told people that this image (along with one of Ray Charles in the […]