Thursday, Jun. 18 2009 @ 3:20PM
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| The late Chris Gaffney created beautiful music, though he'd rather have been watching "Sportscenter." |
It was a misty day in December when I ducked into the
Swallow's Inn in San Juan Capistrano to talk with general manager
Cheryl Krupp about one of the entertainers she frequently booked there, the late
Chris Gaffney.
"I knew him very well," Krupp said while glancing in the direction of the empty stage that had been regularly darkened by the country/folk/R&B/soul/rock singer-songwriter-guitarist-accordion player and his various bands. "He had his own type of music, he had a great following, and he had great fans. He was laid back, easygoing. It was a shame when he got sick."
Gaffney, a military brat who bounced around Europe before eventually landing in Tuscon, Arizona, southeast Los Angeles County and Orange County, succumbed to liver cancer at 57 in April 2008. His pal
Dave Alvin has put together a Gaffney tribute album that the Blasters co-founder and Grammy winner promotes down the street from Swallow's at the Coach House Saturday night.
Asked if she could recall any Gaffney antics during her 17 years at Swallow's, Krupp got a twinkle in her eye. "You never knew what he was going to do," she said. "He was one of the bands you always had to remind had a show to do. You had to go find him during breaks to tell him he's still got to keep playing."
She never quite knew what he would end up playing either. She
recalled booking Gaffney to play country music one
Saturday night. "He was on a break and he said, 'Oh, I don't know what
I'm going to play. I'll do something different. I'll just play
country.' That was what he was supposed to play!"
It was worth the trouble, according to Krupp: "He would bring in a crowd that was unbelievable."