Glen Yarborough was the artist and he had a big hit at the time too. I'm talking 1967, 68, round there. Song was "Baby The Rain Must Fall" and it was the theme to a major hit movie starring Steve McQueen. So off I went. Had to audition first though. Sat and played in the studio with 150 other hopeful guitarists that answered the same ad and damned if I wasn't the one they chose. $150 a week and you pay your own hotel room but hell, it was a tour with a real artist and a bonafide hit record. It don't get better than that when your 18 and star struck.
You learn a lot about the road when you're out there too, Like how to handle the boredom and the way the days and nights seem to run together. How to hang with the hustlers and grifters and not be a mark. How to find the cheapest eatin' in the shortest amount of time no matter where you are. How to handle the women too. You had to be quick cuz you was leavin' in a few hours and at eighteen you had quite an appetite for the ladies.