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Monday, 09 March 2015 03:31

RIP Granville Morrow

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On February 19 Granville Morrow's ashes were taken up to the Hollywood sign so he could have a brush with the fame and glory that so many people have achieved since his birth on this date in Hollywood in 1945.

Morrow always wanted to be a “personality” and have a celebrity status. Problem was, he didn’t really possess any discernable and marketable talent unless you count that his mother was chauffered to the hospital when she was in labor with Morrow by a member of Tommy Dorsey’s band.

My brother’s ashes by the Hollywood Sign

Morrow did possess a keen ear and apptitude for Rock N’ Roll music, lyrics, dates of recording and the names of the performers in question. Over the years, I came to rely upon his astute attention to the minute details when the info escaped me.

Morrow had introduced me to The Beatles and had opened up a whole new world of possibilities with this cool music. He showed me the way to Erinie’s Record Shop in NoHo where I became a regular customer for several years. It was Morrow that took me to my first concert…The Beatles. We were pelted by jelly babies and other things at The Hollywood Bowl, but it was the most thrilling experience of my 13 year existance on this Earth at that time. We were both amazed at how a horde of fans could crush a car the way that they did as we were leaving.

...and on Jim Morrison’s tomb stone in Paris.

While I went on to hang out with Vito and Frank Zappa in Indio, CA and be a GoGo Dancer at the Teen Fairs at the Hollywood Palladium in Hollywood, Morrow went on to content himself with being a front row fan in the crowd at tapeings for Dick Clark’s “Where The Action Is.” In addition, he would pull me to our phone to tell DJ’s the name of a song because Morrow had overplayed the radio station’s “Name That Tune” game. We always won, and there were a few times that he won the entire Top 40 playlist of that week.

To be honest, I truly think that there was nothing that Morrow, my brother, did not know when it came to musical trivia. He was my go to guy.

Morrow kept meticulous records on his record collection and by the time he passed on September 7, 2014 he had also amassed quite a book collection on record industry information. Everything the could be catalogued was kept in a notebook on his coffee table.

Amazingly, his prized record collection paid for his cremation and memorial service.

At the time of his passing, I was busilly getting things ready to stage an art show in NoHo and packing for a trip to Paris where it was my hope to network myself into a show there sometime in the future. Since I had not spoken to my brother for awhile, the art show reception was going to be a type of reunion for us and a chance to catch up. As it was, I prepared a special place for him at the opening so that he could still enjoy the show.

When I left for Paris, Morrow’s ashes came with me and toured this place of beauty and magic. He even sat on Jim Morrison’s grave stone to pay his respects.

As I hiked up the trail to the Hollywood sign I was reminded of our youth and the many shared magical, mystery tours he had led me and my friends on.

He had even sold one of my BFF’s her first 45. A fact that I did not know until his passing and she shared that info.

Facebook and Love-In friend Mindi Sparks joined me on this quest and am greatful for her presence and being able to share my stories with her. It will take some getting used to, but I will learn how to research my own info when it cannot be recalled by my memory.

Goodbye dear brother, hope you are in Rock N’ Roll Paradise and getting your fill of the best music around.

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Caroline McElroy

The muse struck at a young age and began with Ernie's Record Shop on Lankershim Blvd. In North Hollywood where I purchased my first Beatle record "I Wanna Hold Your Hand" and a record by Major Lance titled "Um,Um,Um,Um,Um,Um". From there I saw the Beatles at the Hollywood Bowl and I was hooked...on Rock N' Roll. At the age of 13 it seems as if the magical world of Rock N' Roll opened up and welcomed me. A trip to Indio with Frank Zappa and possee, and subsequent gigs as a dancer at The Teen Fairs at the Hollywood Palladium sealed the deal. As a trained journalist, I've written for magazines, newsletters,newspapers and blogs. In addition, I have run a nightclub by the name of The Cave. Music is the thread that weaves a patchwork quilt of genres, venues and experience out of my life and in the process have introduced many fine acts to my followers.

For the rest of my story dear readers, read my articles and it will unfold like the petals of a lotus flower. 


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