“There are cool cats and there are cool Memphis cats but no one, not
Elvis, not Jerry Lee, not even the Wolf came close to epitomizing Memphis
and cool like Jim Dickinson did. He was the Top Cat Daddy, an
inspiration, a mentor and my friend.

If you knew his music and understood his role as one of the links between
black and white culture and between blues and rock and roll, you know what
I'm talking about. If he is unfamiliar to you, now's as good time as any
to get to know him, even though he's checked out of the motel.”

--Joe Nick Patoski

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Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Reading of Jim's Memoir on Beale Street

This is the first post of 2014 for Jim Dickinson’s Legacy blog.  It is way cool to be
welcoming folks from the International Blues Competition, who come to soak up the soul of Memphis and the blues music and musicians that we adore.  It is a thrill to announce that part of the festivities surrounding the IBC include a reading by Mary Lindsay Dickinson of excerpts from her late husband’s memoirs on Friday, January 24, 2014 at 2pm, upstairs at A Schwab’s store on world- famous Beale Street.

The reading includes film, music, and pics from blues icons like the Memphis Jug Band, Bo Diddley, the Rolling Stones, Alex Chilton, and Jim’s sons, Luther and Cody Dickinson of the North Mississippi Allstars.  You’ll witness the birth of rock’n’roll through the eyes of Jim, who enjoyed every minute of it, even though he had to miss meeting his friend Bob Dylan at Bonnaroo… but more about that later-

As the Austin Chronicle reported last March at South by Southwest celebrating a panel on Jim Dickinson, “Whether you realize it or not, Jim had been at the heart of rock & roll from its inception until his death at 67 in 2009. Musician on historic records – his piano is on the Rolling Stones' "Wild Horses" – and producer for countless more (Big Star'sThird, the Replacements' Pleased to Meet Me). 
The panel's title – called “I’m Just Dead, I’m Not Gone, his self-composed epitaph – emphasizes the truth that Dickinson always told, sometimes to his detriment.”