Andrew Wood, a communications professor at San Jose State University and an avowed roadie, shot and produced a short video about the neon signs of Route 66 in 2008. You can view it here.
Wood just completed another journey on Route 66, and created a new video with the same theme:
Music is “Route 66,” by Nelson Riddle.
As bonus, Wood also visited Harley and Annabelle Russell, aka the Mediocre Music Makers, at their home in Erick, Okla. Annabelle is still on the mend from extensive cancer treatments, but was in good enough spirits to perform with Harley in this video:
It must’ve been hot that day, because Harley’s wearing overalls with no shirt.
UPDATE: Wood said he forgot a segment in the video. So the link’s been swapped out for an improved version.
Thanks so much for posting these videos, Ron – particularly for sharing Harley and Annabelle’s goofily wonderful rendering of “(Get your kicks) on Route 66.” Seeing the Mediocre Music Makers perform was a special treat.
I showed up, having no idea what to expect. Despite the presence of a nearby “open sign,” the doors to the shop were locked. I understood, figuring that Annabelle was resting. I was simply happy to enjoy the breezes and the quiet of an Erick afternoon.
I sat in one of those old metal motel chairs near the shop for a while, bought a pop and the nearby store, and then prepared to make my way west. For no particular reason, I drove a circle past a house done up as gaudily as the shop. I saw a scraggly looking dude and thought to myself, “Oh, man, that’s GOT to be Harley!”
I introduced myself, saying something like, “Hi, you’re Harley, right? I don’t know you, and I certainly understand that y’all aren’t performing these days. I just wanted to say hello, and to wish you and Annabelle well. I hope she’s OK.”
Harley grabbed me in a bear hug and insisted that I join him inside. Two other folks, Canadian tourists, came along within a couple minutes and joined us in the living room.
So there we were, all of us sitting in Harley and Annabelle’s insanely rambling abode. I shared my best wishes with Annabelle, and I assured her that I was merely happy to see her. Certainly she wouldn’t want to perform, given her need for rest and recuperation. But she insisted that the company and a chance to sing a little helped her spirits.
I get a little teary just thinking of it right now.
We swapped stories, took pictures (I’ll have to explain the bedroom pix to my spouse!) and toured both the house and the shop. I’m not normally a “hugger,” but I was hugging everyone as we departed about an hour later. I also followed Gary Turner’s advice, asking them to sign my copy of David Wickline’s sublime Images of Route 66 (vol. 1). “Only special people,” Turner insisted. Well, no doubt, Harley and Annabelle are SPECIAL people.
At this point, I’m sure that all roadies know that the Mediocre Music Makers can’t perform on a regular basis. This was just one of those lucky days. I’m hoping that all lovers of 66 will keep a warm thought (and maybe say a prayer or two) for these wonderful folks. Harley and Annabelle have given us so much.
I hope they know how truly grateful I am to have met them.
Thank you very much for sharing, Andrew.