Hello home bound and welcome to STEWARDSONGS.com, home of the multi-genre musicians' consortium STEWARDS ECLECTRIC.
To our valued repeat visitors, followers, and admitted fans: welcome back. It is for your ears we keep old tape rolling, discs spinning, gears meshing, and organic machinery humming. Results are unpredictable - which is how it should be. The idea is and always was to make new music and have some fun. We're serious about the music but beyond that... well, see for yourself.
The pandemic caught us with our multi-tracks down. We were just about to cross over to new and different recording technology, but have sidelined that for now, and we're just getting caught up with ourselves. The promised new material will soon be out, so please check back!
As always, we invite you to listen using the music players at the bottom of this page. If you do not have music quality computer speakers, please use good stereo headphones if you got 'em. (Our chief recording engineer, Ms. Morey Polfuss thanks you!)
You may have another reason for being here. Seeking info about some music heard recently, shared, streamed, or on a playlist? Are you searching for info about a particular band [Bobby Comstock Band, Headwind, Strange Brew, Farmhouse Garage, etc.] or about a particular song, recording artist or musician, past or current? Check ‘Bandography’ on the ABOUT page; SONG INFO; pics and artwork in PHOTO/ART GALLERY; and many tidbits both relevant and obscure, hiding in the often quoted if not outright plagiarized Q&A pages, © stewardsongs.com!
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FROM THE DIRECTOR:
These are bizarre times.
If we can envision the Earth glowing in a golden-white light, with things not just like they were, but better, we can and will make it happen. Recently, I had a vision of people and animals, wild and domestic, (both/either!), and all other types of beings dancing to our music in that golden light. Can't ya just see a Nordic in hot female form dancing with a large Reptillian?
Positive visions send forth your healing energy to the world.
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The cast of SE would be honored should you come in and hang for awhile. Sample the Eclectric variety from some proudly-independent players on the world's musical stage.
We have noticed a dramatic upsurge of song player activity recently!
Blessed be the Audiophiles!
Reach out , shoot us a line; say what you think.
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" The music you love is wherever you find it !" TM
Enjoy your visit.
Q & A of the Week:
Q. After Little Richard's passing, D. B. wrote: "...I wondered what your thoughts might be about him. Colorful? Yes. Charismatic? Yep - if not bizarre. Just seeking first hand memories. If I'm the first to deliver the news, I'm both sorry & honored at the same time. For sure, he's "havin' some fun tonight."
A. OK, D. B., but first I’m compelled to mention the passing of another fine musician and someone very close to my heart. In early 2020, my friend and bandmate, sometime boss and sometime collaborator Bobby Comstock left this realm for the next. Having known Bob and traveled with him and varying configurations of the Bobby Comstock Band for over ten years, my memory banks are filled, and this website is peppered with references and anecdotes from those years. I hooked up with him at an extreme low point in my early pro music career, and in a scant few weeks I was onstage playing to crowds of thousands in the biggest venues with legendary founders of rock and roll I’d been listening to as a little kid.
I’m proud to say that besides being bassist and vocalist, I brought Bob a selection of new cover tunes for the BCB, many of which became favorites of his, and of his audiences, too. He embraced many of my suggestions of Allman Brothers, The Band, Loggins and Messina, and Little Feat songs, and they were great fun to play. I think it helped to move him forward from rehashing his classic charted 45s.
That first four-piece band with Bobby, Allen Vanderburg, Larry Crowder and me will always be a high point in my life, having met my future wife after sitting in on a Wed. night jam at the Ithaca Salty Dog hosted by BCB. That’s where we met and first played together.
Ultimately, my favorite memory of Bob comes from the end of one of those many BCB gigs just after wowing a closing-time crowd with our second encore, a jammed-out, major league Statesboro Blues. He had had his eyes closed and had been rocking forward and back with such intensity while playing his black Les Paul I thought he was gonna tip his amp over backwards, and maybe go with it. A sweating BC and I were putting down our axes, and I told him, “Bob, man, those leads were smokin’ hot. On fire! B. B. King should play so good!” Backed with the sound of the crowd still shouting for more, he looked at me with that classic Bobby Comstock self-assuredness, and said matter-of-factly, “Yeah, when I get rockin’, I get serious.”
Thanks, Bob. Seriously.