BACK TO SCHOOL!

Sooooooo …… How have you all been? Me? Wellll …… it’s been an interesting (and dare I say, scary) two years. I’ll try to get into as much of that as I can later. Meanwhile, I’ve always wanted to go back to college and get a degree in Music. That has been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. I started at the University of Akron (Ohio) before there was what would become SWITCH. My brief time there was a personal nightmare. I liked the idea of college. It ‘looked good on paper’ but the reality was quite different. Admittedly, my mind was just not into it as my transcripts reflected. Need I say more. Then, what would become SWITCH called in the form of one Gregory Williams and with regard to that visit the rest as they say is history.

But, I digress. Two years ago, that wish became a reality. I went back to college! Currently, I’m working to get an Associates Degree in Piano Performance, my Major. Bless all those who upon finding out would ask me, ‘Why are you going to college? You already know everything!’ Well, respectfully, No! I don’t! I already knew THAT fact very well, but it was never made more clear than when I went back. I always tell people now, if I had known what I was getting myself into, I don’t know that I would have gone. I would have talked myself out of it as I had all these years. The things I learned I wish I had known all these years ago. Extremely interesting! I wish I had learned more about the composers, their backstories as I was learning their pieces in my junior and high school years. That Mozart was autistic and most of his pieces were commissioned. That Beethoven was literally a ‘rock star’ of his day. That he composed for himself simply for the love of composing. That he would wake up in the morning and compose because that’s what he wanted to do! As a result of his dedication and work ethic, well over 50,000 people would attend his funeral. You might say, HE was the MICHAEL JACKSON of his day. And I won’t go into music theory and the things I learned there. Counterpoint, atonal music, graphic composition, etc. GEEEEEZ!! There was Aural Training as well, that thank goodness I already had a good and trusting ear going into this class so I didn’t worry as much about this class. Then there was piano performances in front of students and faculty. I CAN kinda play piano! But I still learned much, much more. I had an awesome professor in that regard. In fact, all my professors were!

Most people go to college in the first place to get a good paying job. At this point in my life, my reason for going back was simply to be a better musician. I like what I do, so it was never about a higher paying job. Don’t get me wrong, I do want better pay. Who doesn’t? But that wasn’t my focus. As most musicians will tell you, we do this for the love of it. BUT, if a lotta money comes along, we’ll definitely take it!

So, I went back to college! And got straight A’s in all my required music classes! Next step: General education classes. You know. Reading. Writing.‘Rithmetic.

I want to especially thank my classmates, though they were few as a result of coming out of covid two years ago, they were just as dedicated. We all saw each other through in one way or another. My professors (and tutors), their knowledge and their styles of teaching were greatly beneficial! I totally got the sense that through both the successes and the frustrations of us, their students, they honestly didn’t want to see us unsuccessful and they did what was necessary to see that we did just that … SUCCEED!

Lastly, to the head of the music department at the College of Southern Nevada, Professor Robert Bonora! As it turned out, HE is from Cuyahoga Falls, just down the road from Akron, Ohio! Need I say more! What are the chances??!? And the ‘back in the day’ stories of northeast Ohio that we’ve shared were amazing! I wish I had known him then. This man has had an open door policy for my entire time there at CSN! There is no problem that he has not solved! There is no issue he was not willing to address! There was never a time that he’s turned me away no matter how big or small the issue! In fact, there were a few times I had seriously considered withdrawing and he refused to let me. And here I am now nearing completion, thanks to Professor Bonora!

In closing, this is the piece that I performed in front of the faculty for my final jury. TOCATTA - Aram Khachaturian (1903 - 1978). I’ve always said, Anytime I can sit at the grand piano and perform the printed page, I’m home.

I hope you enjoy!

TOCATTA - Aram Khachaturian (1903 - 1978) as performed by Eddie Fluellen.

SWITCH - ATLANTA CITY WINERY (08/06/22)

What an incredible night! The audience in Atlanta showed up and I’m so proud to say SWITCH showed out. I have to admit it’s been years since I felt that way. But in preparing for these next round of concerts we definitely put in the work. A lot of highs and lows along the way, but we indeed put in great rehearsals. We completely revamped our show and among the many highlights, you get to see why SWITCH was so appropriately named. In this particular show, there were moments that even caught us off guard; that totally surprised even us. And believe me, there are special moments in store for you. I even told the guys I was taking mental notes during our performance. ‘Yes, that stays. Oh, we’ll definitely be adding that.’ And the audience loved it! Just an absolute stellar night. I hope when SWITCH comes to your city, you’ll join us. I promise you, it will be well worth your while. Check out the following video of SWITCH performing one of our hits that is always a crowd favorite.

A special thank you to Fefe Barrow. Everyone loved the jacket and hat. I can’t wait to see what you come up with next! And on a more personal note to my boys, Gregory Williams, Phillip Ingram, Akili Nickson, Michael McGloiry, James Strong and Tefere Hazy … WE DID THAT THANG!!

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FLU, ON THE MOVE!

A lot has been going on over these past few years and I consider myself extremely fortunate as a result. I’m having that moment where I’m looking back and wondering what happened, and it occurred to me, “Seriously??!?” There is too much to put in this single blog, so I decided that as I look back and think about how I got to this moment, I’ll share. For months now, I’ve been trying to figure out what to blog about because I’ve been so derelict in my duties regarding that. It’s all been right here in front of me, behind me, around me. And there is so much that when it came down to each thing, I literally had no time to sit and write about it. At the end of the day, I was exhausted. A lot of the time, my need for perfection became a deterrent. But I’ve managed to (as Katt Williams once said), “Keep it pushin’!” This is by no means a pat on the back because I’m not finished. There is still much to be done. I’m always a work in progress. All I’ve ever wanted to do was to play good piano, play good trombone, sing a good song, make good music.

So, without boring you with a long blog, I’ll keep this one short, sweet, and simple. But, from here on out, I’ll be more consistent. A lot has been going on and I do want to share. I love to write and this will be just another opportunity that I’ll add to my ‘busy’.

So, look out, y’all. Flu is definitely on the move as ‘22 nears its end. If we cross paths, please say hello. Let’s chat for a bit. At this very moment, I could use that. A lot. Stay tuned!

Oh, and ATL?? Looking forward to seeing you Saturday 8/6/22 at Atlanta City Winery! Be there! SWITCH will be!

#EddieFluellen #busyismytherapy #playonplaya #ThePlayground #Switch

Performing with Freddie B at Gambit Henderson 6/23/22.

YES! I’M ANGRY!!

I'm sitting here with my head so full of just muck! I need to be busy. But, I’m not. Remember #busyismytherapy? I need to be writing. I love to write. I can't finish a song. I need to be reading more. I love to read. I can't finish a sentence. Even a paragraph looks like a long book to me. So, exercise. Too tired from lack of sleep. So, walk. I live in Las Vegas! Unmercifully, HOT! But, I will walk. It’s the least I can do…for me. I don't mean to be a Danny-Downer, but that's how I feel. And because of the ‘mess’ (the virus), I can't go anywhere. I can't even go on vacation from this! This isn't living. This isn’t life.

I don't mean to sound selfish, because I know the mess affects us all. ALL of us, worldwide.

The reason for this writing today, is to admit that this situation is not okay… that I personally am NOT good. That I, in fact, am struggling with it. And for now, right now my goal is be okay with not being okay. And, that's okay.

Needless to say, this is definitely not where we want to be. Just a few short months ago, the community was working, gigging, making our living. In our wildest dreams we didn’t expect to be here. No one expected this. NO ONE! But, again, here we are!

A few months ago, I read a very poignant and passionate post from a vocalist friend of mine, Tymara Walker (excellent vocalist, I might add). She writes in part:

“I am usually the life of the party. I know this. But I'm not going to keep it inside, this quarantine/shut down of my industry/loss of ability to do the ONE thing i love so much (performing/singing) has gotten me quiet. I just scroll through and read the latest on everybody's life and just go back to typing or playing candy crush. I'm a planner. And having no plan has lowkey taken its toll... All these singing challenges and streaming concerts and I haven't taken advantage of NOT one... smh.. I'm trying to get better but everybody processes in different ways. This is how I know something isn't right with me. I NEVER stop singing. Yet here I am....I'm just trying to get my mental back where it was… I just need to get my mind back right. That's all that matters. So at some point TODAY I'm making an effort TODAY to at least make one video. It's a lot harder than I thought. I have reasons beyond reasons beyond reasons. I'm going to type up this hearing and keep fighting with myself. I have to get Tymara back."

This so struck me, because I immediately identified with it. I, too was highly upset at the beginning of this whole thing. I had just gotten home from a rehearsal for an upcoming gig at the annual South by Southwest event in Austin, Texas. I turned on the TV and there it was. Breaking news. Cancelled. And, that was only the beginning.

Then, comes the term ‘social distance'. What?? What IS that?? That already doesn't sound right. It doesn’t sound friendly. My opinion only: There’s something inherently wrong with just the term ‘social distance’! Please don't misunderstand. I agree with the concept, no question. Shelter in. Mask when out. Wash hands. No crowds. I get it. I’m there. Just the words I can't wrap my mind around. Two words with entirely different meanings naturally don’t agree. SOCIAL = ‘involving allies, the interaction of the individual and the group.’ Human beings by simple definition are social. DISTANCE = ‘make someone or something far off or remote position or nature.’ ‘Social distancing’? By definition, I think not. I knew from the outset I would have a major problem with this new concept. I (as I am sure most are) am a hugger. I remember a time when one could not escape my Grandma (or anyone in my family) without a hug. And that was both arriving AND departing.

So, here we are, this country, this world is literally on hold. We’re at a stand still. STOP! HALT! DETENER! ARRETEZ! STOP!! This situation we find ourselves in is not how we’re made.

So, what are we to do? Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. No job to go to. Businesses are closed (again). Restaurants are closed (again). Parks are closed. Places of worship are closed. And the list goes on. Even money is no good when you think about it. There is no where to spend it!!

Kudos to all those who are managing to stay positive through all this. Power to you all. And if you’re among those like me that are struggling, kudos and more power to you, too. Tymara so truthfully stated, we all process in different ways. I, personally, am all over the place. One minute, I’m good. The next hour, I’m not. But, I'm learning to roll with it. Either way, good …… or bad, I’m okay. WE are okay. And regardless, I … we will continue to be okay. And, that's okay.

So, I thought I'd try a full beard while waiting. A hair grow-out. Gone now, but hey… I loved it!

So, I thought I'd try a full beard while waiting. A hair grow-out. Gone now, but hey… I loved it!

SYLLABLES IN SONG

I was watching Disney+’s ‘Hamilton’ when it was released the other day and am now a huge fan. I can’t get enough. I've watched it four times already which I'm sure that small number of times is dwarfed by many. One of the songs performed early on and got my attention is King George's ‘You’ll Be Back’. One can’t help but be taken in not only by the performance itself but also by the cute little melodic “la da daa dot daa…” in the middle of the song. Of course, I found myself singing that part of the song for days after first hearing it. And I have no doubt that was the intent. I heard somewhere that the song is inspired by The Beatles. And the song does sound rather ‘Beatle-esque’.

But, it made me think (and stick with me here). I’m a big time Sly & the Family Stone fan and one of the many things I loved about his songwriting was his tremendous use of just plain ol' syllables such as used in the earlier mentioned song. For example, Dance To The Music (“Boom, boom, boom…". Well, not a great example, but you get the idea.), Sing A Simple Song (“Yaaaa ya ya ya…”), I Wanna Take You Higher (“Boom shakka lakka lakka…”), Stand (“Na na na na…”), Everybody Is A Star (“Papa papa paaa…”), and the list goes on and on. Even add “Shadrach, Meshach, Abednego" to a song called Loose Booty! Lyrically, that has absolutely nothing to do with the song! But, rhythmically, it totally works! I remember singing just that part back in the day. I wouldn't know for years later that those are actual names belonging to people in the Bible!

And, all this brought me to one of those ‘lightning in a bottle' moments in the studio with SWITCH. I’ll just say “La la la la la la” and you'll know the song. You’re probably already singing There’ll Never Be right now. I remember thinking then that if they don't remember the words, they'll remember those little syllables. Berry Gordy would later tell us that that’s one of the ‘secret sauces' of songwriting. Something easy that anyone and everyone could sing in the shower. Side point here and little known fact: There’ll Never Be wasn’t actually recorded the way you hear it now. Hear this in your mind: Intro, Verse 1, Verse 2 (guitar solo), Verse 3, Chorus, Chorus, Chorus etc, etc, out. Along with Bobby DeBarge, it would take Berry Gordy and his team (The Bewley Brothers) to make the song what it is today.

And, Bobby would go on to sing those “la la la's” like nobody's business. You're The One For Me and Best Beat In Town to name a couple. Genius!

Numerous recording artists from way back in the day to now use those darned syllables. And they work. They're another tool in the songwriting tool box that we forget is even in there. And at this very moment, Jeffrey Osborne's The Woo Woo Song comes to mind. And I'm sure if you thought about it, you could think of quite a few songs yourself.

So, dear songwriter, if lyrics just aren't quite coming to you the way you want, if they're just not making sense, if you just can't find the right words, try a little syllable or two. Try a ‘la la la la la la’. How about a ‘dum de dum de la’? Maybe a ‘doo doo wop’ or ‘ohh ohh ohh’ or ‘woo woo woo‘ or ‘whoa whoa whoa'. Or as Sly would say, “Try a little do re mi fa so la ti do!”

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IT'S NOT ROCKET SCIENCE

No matter what the subject, I’ve always been in agreement regarding this fact. Everyone (and, I do mean EVERYONE) is entitled to their opinion. You have a right to it. In life, in religion, in OJ (LOL), and especially in politics everyone has an opinion. Like the nose on your face. We prove it simply by opening our mouths. And, in all my years, I’ve never seen more division and/or separation as a result of an opinion. But, for now, I don't want to get off topic here because I can already see (and feel) myself heading in another direction. And THAT direction is NOT the trip here. That’s an entirely different destination.

So, in MY humble opinion, facemasks in public should be mandated! I’ve seen people actually argue this. But, no one has a problem with ‘No shoes, no entry’. We've gotten used to ‘No shoes, no shirt, no entry’. So, I don't see why ‘No shoes, no shirt, no mask, no entry’ is a problem.

Listen. I really don't care what your politics are. This is not about politics. This is just a matter of health. Period. It's that simple. And, I'll go as far as to take it one step further. I think (like you) I deserve to be selfish regarding this subject. THIS is about MY health as well. And I will wear a facemask in public! Absolutely NO question. Besides myself, I care about you, too. I don't know you, but I care enough about you and your health to wear a facemask. I don't want your coodies any more than you want mine. Before this pandemic, we’d run for the hills to avoid someone who so much as coughed anywhere near us. What is the difference? Is wearing a mask uncomfortable? Yes. Is it inconvenient? Yes. Does being forced to wear one impede on your rights? Opinion! Do I like it? Absolutely not! Try singing with a facemask on. Not fun! Part of singing is facial expression. Ever try playing a trombone with one? But, playing a brass instrument would be easier than playing a woodwind instrument. Lol.

The thing I hate most about it? I can't see anyone’s smile. And I’m sure it's a beautiful one. Sometimes, I also can't understand what you're saying. But, I’ll keep asking. I’ll listen harder (not closer. LOL.) Because, I do want to hear your voice. I want to understand as best as I can what you're saying. You're worth it. I’m worth it. We're ALL worth it! But, for now and until this thing is over with, we just gotta deal with it. So, wear a mask. Wear it FOR you. Wear it for me. Wear it for those you love and who love you. It's really not that bad. Besides, this is no game. It's not rocket science. This is literally ‘deadly’ serious! WEAR A MASK when you go out! Cover your mouth with it. Cover your nose with it. Wear a facemask! For you. For me. For all of us! PLEASE!

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PRACTICE!

Yeah, I know. The word we all hate. The word that no matter the profession, can bring sheer and utter dread. Practice! Practice! PRACTICE! What’s the old adage? “Practice makes perfect!” Do I HATE it? Ehhhh……… Let’s just say I think am of the majority. Sometimes (well, most of the time) I don’t look forward to it. Back in the day, I started at 30 minutes and eventually grew to three hours. A day. Four days a week. A one hour private lesson on the fifth day (circa 1968 $4/hr). The weekends were mine. Seldom did I practice on weekends.

The reason this is a subject now? Well, as you know, due to current events (one of which is namely, the coodie virus), we as a society had been admonished to ‘stay home’. The world was literally closed.

So, what did I do? Well, one of the many things I most definitely did was PRACTICE!! And practice MORE!! And I must admit, it took me back to a time when I looked at practicing as my own personal challenge. I loved it. I especially loved the challenge of figuring things out, then working it out. Well, that old challenge is back…. and with a vengeance. Admittedly, I had lost it over the years. I let life (and the business) get in the way. I am now working my way back to that three hours a day and loving the journey. Music is an amazing thing. I am eternally grateful it didn’t give up on me.

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MEMORIAM TO TOO MANY

During an interview today, I found myself sharing a personal story. A question was posed to me having to do with facing challenges and how I handled them. I first laughed it off and joked, ‘I’m in the music industry'!’ Both the interviewer and I had a good laugh. But then, in light of current events, I found myself inclined to share a story. MY story, which I still can't believe I did. If you’re anywhere close to me in friendship, you know I’m the ‘quiet one’. I keep to myself, mostly. So, every time a tragedy happens such as the one that took the life of George Floyd (or past victims like him who are too many to name in this space), all the details of that night a long time ago come flooding back to memory. And every time, I want to share it. But, when all is said and done, the notion to share is gone.

Well.......
Many years ago (I believe, 1974) my friend and fellow band mate, Rex Richardson and I had just finished a band rehearsal (RAW SOUL) and we were getting ready to go home. I needed a ride home and so asked Rex. Now, I think it was less than a year before, that Rex had just purchased a brand new white Plymouth Sebring. It was beautiful. And we were all really happy for him. He worked hard both FOR that car and ON that car. It always looked good. It always smelled good. He loved that car. And we loved riding in it but we did have to pay our $2 for gas for the privilege of getting a ride. Lol. But, I digress.

Rex and I load up in his car and we hit the road. I sat in the passenger seat. We immediately notice at the first stop light before getting onto the expressway, there’s a police car behind us. No worries. Happens to everybody. The police car follows us onto the expressway. Again, no worries. We drive along and at about three exits the policeman exits. We drive about another mile or so and another policeman enters and follows us. Maybe another two exits. When this one is gone, Rex and I look at each other and laugh it off. We get off at our exit. At the upcoming red light, there is already a police car at the cross street waiting his turn at the light. Our light turns green and we make the left turn. The police follow us. We drive another couple miles to the next major intersection. (To my Akron friends, family and residences, that intersection is South Hawkins & Copley Rd. I think that would be the NW corner where the Walgreens now stands. Forgive me if my compass reading is wrong.)

We stopped at the light at which time we see another police car waiting at the same light but the cross street and on my side. All of a sudden, it seemed like out of nowhere, maybe five cruisers appear, lights, flashers, and horns blaring. The sound was deafening and the lights were blinding. I remember looking over my left shoulder out the rear window and slightly ducking so as not to make a perceived sudden move.

Guns seemingly pointed directly at my head. At Rex, too but I was totally stifled by the guns pointing at me. Shiny, silver, and huge. And a bunch of them both behind and in front of us. We were ordered, “PASSENGER! NOW DRIVER! OUT OF THE CAR! HANDS UP! SLOWLY!” I don’t remember if we were ordered to the ground. After numerous shouts from all directions, we were handcuffed and left to stand their for all the passersby to gawk. And this was in MY neighborhood. While they searched the car and eventually opened our instrument cases to find nothing but instruments, Rex and I stood there. Waiting. The way those policemen were acting, all I remember thinking was we were either dead or going to jail for sure. Whatever happened, it was serious! We weren’t any part of what happened, but history was not on our side. I knew that and Rex knew it, too. He was asked so many questions about his car. Where did you get it? How did you pay for it? Where do you work? Where were you both coming from? Where were you going?

After what felt like an eternity, we were herded into separate cars. I remember while we were riding, one officer had his gun pointed at my side the entire ride. We eventually drove to a location that ended up being about a mile from my house. To this day, I don’t remember how Rex’s car got there, but I remember him telling me the same thing. That the officer had his gun on him the whole ride. We were both taken out of our respective cars and told to stand in front of one. About fifteen minutes later another cruiser drove up and parked in front of us with it’s lights shining on us. We stood there. The car sat there. The officers around us waited there. After about ten minutes, we were uncuffed. It turns out that someone matching our description had just robbed a store with a sawed off shotgun and got away in a car that matched Rex’s and that it all happened not too far from where Rex and I had just left. Apparently, the owner of that store was in that police car facing us…to identify us…or not. Oftentimes, I go back in my mind to that very moment and think, he (or she) could have easily said ‘Yes,it was them’ and called it a day. But, they didn’t. They never got out of the car. We never saw them. Rex and I were let go. Just like that. No apologies. Nothing.

That’s Rex, second from the left in the photo below.

I would tell my son AND my daughter that story years later. I would tell them that Rex and I were lucky. I would tell them to take care how they interact with the police. I would tell them how often I think of that night and how easily it could have gone in any no good direction instead of the one that left us with our lives.

And now here we are. So many years in the future. And the results are different. Tragically different. Too many times. I have a son. I have a daughter. And now when these things happen, I think about them. I worry. As any parent would. As any parent should. But, at the same time shouldn’t have to.

I mourn not only George Floyd, but the past victims like him who are way too many to name in this space.

L-R (circa 1973) Reggie Manley, Rex Richardson, Russell Nixon, Phillip Ingram, Ike Allen, Eddie Fluellen, Thaddeus Wakton, David Podis

L-R (circa 1973) Reggie Manley, Rex Richardson, Russell Nixon, Phillip Ingram, Ike Allen, Eddie Fluellen, Thaddeus Walton, David Podis

THE ROYAL KRUNK JAZZ ORKESTRA

If imitation is the highest form of flattery, I’ll always wonder if I can be any more flattered than I am now. The Royal Krunk Jazz Orkestra is a definite must-listen!!

I was online searching for a song I wrote for SWITCH called A Brighter Tomorrow, from our Reaching For Tomorrow LP. To my complete and utter surprise, a friend of mine found this!

Needless to say I both loved and was intrigued by the title: There’ll Never Be A Brighter Tomorrow. Obviously, I had to give it a listen. From the very first note I was completely drawn in. This is no fly-by-night arrangement. This was not phoned in. Russell Gunn put his heart and soul into this arrangement.

I am truly amazed and honored. I wish I could've played trombone with this group. And that Dionne Farris is the featured vocalist?? 'I Know' is my cut! This orchestra and its arranger are unbelievably good! Huge fan of everyone involved here! Huge thanks to The Royal Krunk Jazz Orkestra!

The Royal Krunk Jazz Orkestra

The Royal Krunk Jazz Orkestra

Dionne Ferris

Dionne Ferris

A Chance Meeting with Lanise Hughes & OSCB

Quite a few years back, I was performing with Las Vegas' own (and Utica native) Nikki Logan and in attendance were not only my cousins visiting from Indianapolis, but also Lanise Hughes of Rick James' Original Stone City Band. That very night he asked me if I would be interested in being the bands keyboard player. There was already a history and relationship with Rick and Switch all being Motown labelmates. So without hesitation, I was at their next rehearsal. In attendance were Lanise (drums), his brother Nate Hughes, (percussionist), Tommy McDermott (guitar), Randall Bostick (vocal), Sheli Casana (vocal), and then musical director, Jimmy Ali (bass). Fast forward, I am now OSCB's musical director. And along with longtime member and vocalist Mark Love Gonzalves and vocalist Tanya Diona, former members Oscar Alston (bass), Danny LeMelle (woodwinds), Levi Ruffin (keyboards) are back with us. To see and be a part of this reunion not only of the band itself, but also of the band and their friends and family that happened where it all began for them in Buffalo was literally awe-inspiring. Their fans were amazing. And their manager, Kim Stairs keeps it pushin'. I'd like to think that meeting Lanise that night led to this great night! Thank you again for the opportunity, Lanise Hughes and the ORIGINAL Stone City Band!

Eddie Fluellen, Lanise Hughes

Eddie Fluellen, Lanise Hughes

BUSY IS MY THERAPY

Today begins a three-day kind of a mini mini tour. Got up early to drive the trek from Las Vegas to San Juan Capistrano. That drive took about 4 1/2 hours. Tonight I'll be performing with SERPENTINE FIRE which is quite the spectacular Earth, Wind & Fire tribute. If ever you have the opportunity to see this group which features Tyriq Johnson, absolutely check it out. Serpentine Fire definitely does EWF proud.

First thing in the morning, I head back to Las Vegas to perform with Las Vegas' own NEXT MOVEMENT. Featuring Sam Thomas, Carnell Haywood and Earl Shelby this group is among the classic vocal groups. Their harmonies are on point, their dance steps are totally in sync, and each individual lead vocal is silk. My first gig with them Sam introduced me and without warning (or rehearsal), Sam asked me to 'play one of those (Switch) songs that I do'. I don't know why,  but I started 'I Wanna Be Closer'. Audience went wild at the intro. I arranged the harmonies on that song back in the day, so needless to say, I'm pretty strict that the vocals are correct! Here it comes......"Girl, I'll be the man you want me to".......To my complete and utter shock, these three guys nailed it!! They are celebrating 47 years being together and it shows in their talent and total professionalism. Next Movement is the total package and an absolute class act! Oh, by the way, did I mention the awesome musicianship that makes up the band??

Finally, first thing (and very early) Sunday morning, I fly back to LA to do a gig with my SWITCH brothers.  

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Any chance to perform with my brothers, Gregory Williams, Phillip Ingram and Akili Nickson is never enough. I totally look forward to it.

Not done yet. As soon as that gig is over. I hightail it back to LAX to fly back to Vegas to do my gig  that same night at Blue Martini where a special announcement will be made. A long time coming, but finally here. Alli Starr (vocals), Ken Young (vocals), Reggie Gonzalez (vocals), Walter Jones (bass), Joe Evans (guitar), Ken Logan (drums), Jay Sylvester (Saxophones and other sounds) and me (keys, MD). To be on stage with this group highlights my every Sunday night. Come on down for Sunday Funday. The best locale, the best food and drink, the best staff. Continuing music with DJ Nice and DJ LaRose and graciously hosted by Devin Moore. 

Whew.....What a weekend!!  Busy is my therapy!

#busyismytherapy #playonplaya #EddieFluellen #Switch 

Definition


Musicians are often asked, "What is your day or real job?", "What do you do for a living?". And those questions are often  followed by, "You look like you're having way too much fun up there!" Well, I am a self employed musician. Playing music of any genre is my job. I play professionally. It's not my 'hobby'. And it IS fun! I often tell my beginner piano students that playing music should be fun. I tell them there's a reason it's called "playing" music. Playing denotes fun.

I love playing classical piano. So much so, that I didn't want to 'taint' it by playing anything other than classical music on piano. All other music, I would play on trombone which I also loved. Well, that was the future plan anyway. I was crazy about the horn bands back in the day. At the time the deliberate separation of styles between instruments proved more difficult to me than I thought it would. The instrument of choice didn't matter. I just wanted to play. I could go into my whole introduction to music, but for now I'll save that for another time.

I love my job. Whether keyboards,  trombone, writing, arranging, producing, whatever. I love what I do for a living. I love that there were those who fully supported me in this endeavor. It could have very easily gone the other way. You know, "Why don't you get a REAL job?" Admittedly, I had that "real" job for about eight years. I loved that job. I especially loved my coworkers. And though the job had nothing to do with music, it seemed to work for and with me! I  was able to go to 'work' and still had a lot of the day left where I could do MY "real job". Fast forward 33 years, I'm still performing. I'm still playing. It's still fun to me no matter the gig (or the job, if you prefer). Sure I complain about certain aspects of my job. Who doesn't? In no way am I perfect and by no means do I profess to be. I've always considered myself fortunate and blessed that my phone still rings after all these years, that people still consider me relevant. In fact, I'm amazed that I'm still doing the job I love after well over 50 years.

I wish I could personally thank all the wonderful and super talented musicians/friends I've had the distinct honor, privilege and pleasure of working with. There are so many. Thank you all for allowing me that space on your stage. And thank you especially to those who gave of their time and talents to accompany me on MY musical quests.

I LOVE my JOB! It is more than what I do. It is who .... and what .... I am.

Eddie during performance with Original Stone City Band.

Eddie during performance with Original Stone City Band.

40 Years & Counting Coming To The Silverton.

For years, I've had the honor of sharing the stage with a cavalcade of extremely talented musicians. And on Friday night February 23 at the Silverton Casino in Las Vegas, it will be no different. I mean, look at who is in this band. Las Vegas, you know them, you love them, and you can't live without them! Check them out! You just simply can't miss this! These people are amazing! I can't express enough my true gratitude and appreciation for what each one has brought to this project. Their attention to detail and their dedication to and true belief in this project was nothing short of awe-imspiring. I'll never be able to thank them enough. And now, Ladies and Gentlemen my band!

Alex Leon Jr, Percussion 

Anthony Jordan, Bass

David McLaurin, Woodwinds

Francisco Cibrian, Drums

Jassen Allen, Vocals

Mark Laity, Trumpet

Michael Evans, Trombone

Nate Wingfield, Guitar

Nikki Logan, Vocals

and my friend, my partner, my brother for well over 40 Years & Counting, Phillip Ingram.

I gotta mention Larry Hall of HAS Productions who is making sure we sound awesome. Why am I mentioning him? Because he's that good!

Thank you, Raul Sanchez for the promo. I never had to ask much. You knew what I wanted and totally delivered.  

And finally, a huge shout-out to Jaimee Moore, Rob Hathcock (DJ ROB) and the entire staff and crew at Silverton Hotel and Casino (3333 Blue Diamond Road, Las Vegas. 89139).  Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!

We 'bout to turn it up! Y'all don't want to miss this! We're gonna get down and funky and up and pretty! Be there!!

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Phillip Ingram

My story with Phillip continues to this very day.  Phillip and I are from Akron, Ohio. We met at a band rehearsal/audition for the band he was with at the time, Raw Soul. I was there to audition for the trombone position. I had actually started learning to play about a year earlier. I think I was 17, and Phillip, 15. Phillip was a monster vocalist even at such a young age. Even though he was (and still is) extremely funny, he also had wisdom beyond his years that even I recognized at my young age. We were both kids in our young teens  but we both already knew what we wanted. 

Fast forward to today, Phillip commands a stage like no one I have ever seen. I used to be jokingly 'jealous' of the audience because they got to see him perform in all his glory, while I could only see him from wherever I stood or sat on stage with him. He's that good.

I'm immensely honored that we are still both friends and brothers. And that has continued for well over 40 Years & Counting..........

 

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Thank You!

I wish to thank you all for visiting my website. I sincerely hope you continue to do so. Tell your friends. Bring them along. I wish I could personally thank each and every one of you, but the response to the site has been so overwhelming after barely 48 hours, it is difficult to do so at this time. And I absolutely love your responses! It is my goal to keep you updated on all things Eddie Fluellen. I've had a number of happenings over the years, and I've had the honor of sharing time and the stage with quite a few performing acts who have become personal friends as well (both local and national). I will most definitely be giving you their updates and also giving them their due props on this forum.  

I'm extremely proud of this site and how it turned out for which I have to thank my son, Ian, the Builder immensely. But, I digress. I will thank him on a more personal blog which is very soon to come. I also want to thank photographer Bill Vaughn who took some pretty awesome photos,  which I'll share later. And, his wife Pat (a wonderful assistant) who made me not only look natural with her make-up talents but also made sure my poses and postures were on point! The session was extremely relaxed and comfortable. 

So, to you my Friends and Supporters, I'll try my best to keep you updated not only on music related items, but maybe some personal musings as well. Thank you, again. Meanwhile, stay tuned. More to come.......

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