SOUTH LAKE TAHOE (Feb 13, 2024) – In a nostalgic reflection, Bob Regan, musician and songwriter, recounts his musical journey inspired by the Beatles. The encounter with the iconic band on a black and white TV in 1963 sparked his passion for music. Starting with a $10 acoustic guitar, Regan embarked on learning Beatles songs, forming bands, and playing gigs around South Lake Tahoe. The reminiscence includes anecdotes of youthful jam sessions, local performances, and the evolution of his musical endeavors with friends. The narrative unfolds from the early days as “Hal and His Pals” to later ventures like “The Skins.” Regan shares memories of gigs in Tahoe and beyond, capturing the essence of carefree times fueled by a love for music. The journey eventually led him to pursue a musical career in Sacramento, LA, and Nashville, while his friends continued their musical pursuits back in South Lake Tahoe. The story is a heartfelt tribute to the influence of John, Paul, George, and Ringo on Regan’s life and the enduring impact of those formative musical experiences.<\/p>\n
60 years ago February 9th, 1963, Glenwood Way, South Lake Tahoe.<\/p>\n
That\u2019s when and where I met the Beatles–on our living room black and white TV. It blew me and my brother’s minds but my parents were unimpressed. The next day at school a kid showed up with his hair washed out and combed forward Beatle style. By lunchtime, he\u2019d had an ass-whipping and the next day it was back greaser style.)<\/p>\n
I saved up and bought a no-name acoustic guitar for $10 with crazy high action and heavy gauge, Black Diamond strings, and a Beatles song book. I started fumbling, bloody fingered, through the songs with no idea what I was doing. The notion that this would become my life\u2019s work was about as unfathomable to me as me becoming an astronaut. Musicians were guys like Jim Burgett, full grown men who could whip a Legion Hall full of teenagers into a frenzy, not insecure, redheaded kids like me.<\/p>\n
Anyway, within a year or so I\u2019d sort of learned the songs and upgraded to an electric guitar, a red Supro, and a small Harmony amp from the little music store near Carson Ave.–can\u2019t remember the name but they sold sheet music and band instruments, etc.. Luckily, Hal Cole, one of my best friends, (and future mayor of SLT) had his dad\u2019s old drum kit set up in their house on Ski Run Blvd. adjoining Cole Electronics so we could jam after school. Most Beatles songs were a little complicated for us but we could blast through some simple hits of the day: Satisfaction, Louie Louie, Gloria, Little Black Egg (!?!?), etc. I wasn\u2019t much of a singer (then or now) but I shouted out the vocals as best as I could.<\/p>\n
Once we had a dozen songs or so worked up, the next step was to take the show on the road\u2014in our case a few miles up Highway 50 to a teen dance at the Round Hill fire station. That first configuration was called \u201cHal and His Pals,\u201d featuring Hal, me, Mike Makley (future STHS teacher and football coach) on rhythm guitar, and Chris Smith on his mother\u2019s Lowrey organ (which we snuck out of their house in the back of somebody\u2019s pick-up.) No bass guitar–we didn\u2019t know anybody who owned one. Later we played a gig at Whittell High, some house parties, and a few Friday afternoon spirit rallies in the old STHS gym. The counselor, Mr. Blaustone, (anybody remember him?) would sit in on drums on \u201cHang on Sloopy.\u201d<\/p>\n
In the Fall of \u201966, Hal and I both went to UC Davis but we always kept a band together, playing at frat parties, campus events, whatever was fun and\/or paid a few bucks. When we graduated, neither of us had the inclination to go to grad school or, worse yet, to work, so we kept gigging around Davis and Sacramento. Hal\u2019s brother, Bob Cole, (who now runs the Rock House Ski Shop in the old Cole Electronics building) came down from Tahoe to add lead guitar and vocals to the mix and we became \u201cThe Skins,\u201d (don\u2019t ask). We were pretty dang good IMHO with a sizable following around central CA.<\/p>\n
We still played gigs in Tahoe and the Sierras whenever we could at places like Squaw Valley, Bear Valley, Kirkwood, Mammoth Mtn., weddings at Strawberry Lodge–and some pretty rough joints on South Shore. One that comes to mind was the Mother Lode, just past the old Lakeside Casino on the left. We\u2019d show up around 11 PM, start drinking, fire up around midnight when the casino swing shift workers showed up, then go flat out \u2018til dawn. If you ever want to feel like a total POS\/waste of a college education, stumble out of a bar, drunk, into a beautiful Tahoe sunrise, past barf, broken bottles, and blood in the snow from a fight the night before. Yikes. Sorry Mom.<\/p>\n
We eventually grew up, broke up, and went our separate ways. Music became my sole occupation in Sacramento, then LA, then Nashville with the rent, car payment, and the kid\u2019s Happy Meals depending on it. Hal and Bob moved back to South Lake Tahoe where they had a great band called the Mover\u2019s for a while. Still, some of my fondest memories will always be playing around South Shore, young, dumb, and broke with no plan, no pressure, and no expectation other than to have fun. Thanks, John, Paul, George. and Ringo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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