The songs that Bob Palindrome writes are reminiscent of decades past before men with pianos faded into obscurity. While blues and country honky-tonk seem at first glance culturally incompatible, rockabilly ties them together. Bob refers to the pawn shop find with which he creates this music as his “Mexican piano” since it is stamped with “hecho in Mexico.” Bob jokes that they should stamp him with “hecho in Macon” since he spent his formative years in that southern city known for its rich musical heritage. A few years back while stopping to relieve himself in southern Indiana the tour bus left without him. He’s been there ever since, currently based in Bloomington. You will never find Bob sitting on the job as his rig is designed to be played standing. Mounted with the keyboard tilted forward Bob occasionally hams it up with theatrical fingering. Having never had a piano lesson no one ever told him not to. “Piano teachers should avert their eyes,” he warns. The world awaits Bob’s recording of compositions from what he calls his “second thousand.” It won’t be long now.
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