This page is devoted to fond memories of wonderfully talented and gifted friends. The comments expressed are proudly mine.
"...But if you listened very closely and looked into his eyes,
you could see the universe wrapped up in disguise
You could hear the ocean roaring, you could feel the silent spring
And you knew you'd never measure up once you heard Millard sing"
-- from the song 'The Minstrel' - Art Podell 2010
For my money, Nick was the soul of The New Christy Minstrels of 1962. His licorice voice and powerful influence were indelibly stamped on all of those first arrangements and albums. When he left, a vital part of our signature left with him. I marvel at his talent each time I listen.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are blue. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away"
-- J. Davis/C. Mitchell (one of Gayle's favorite songs.)
Gayle sang with me in The New Christy Minstrels and the sweetness of our sound
will always be the Gold Standard for me. Gayle recorded her CD 'All Is One' a few months before her death in 2009.
Find Gayle's CD at www.gaylecaldwell.org Her heart still beats in every song.
Gayle Caldwell 1963 - LISTEN
I remember the first time I ever heard you play. The song was "Whoa Back Buck", an old Leadbelly tune. The place was your apartment on Jane Street in Greenwich Village and the year was 1959. I was a student at Columbia University at the time, and was fascinated by the guitar. When I heard you play that night, I was awestruck. I had never heard the guitar make such sounds. No finger-picks, just
machine precision and pure human passion. From that moment to this day, everything I do on the guitar is measured against what I have heard you play throughout the years we knew each other, from the first Art and Paul album in 1959 until our friendship was cut short by your illness.
For those of you who go way back with me, that's Dink, the greatest dog that ever lived. I rescued her from a pound in Minnessota after a gig with Paul in 1960. She traveled with us on the road, slept at my feet on stage and kept me sane through the muddy years. I still miss her. That's me in the picture too...taken by Mitzi Trumbo in the back of an abandoned school bus in Topanga sometime in the late sixties or early seventies.