Perhaps the one image I see when I remem- ber Phil is that of him onstage, just before singing “Dreams I’ll Never See.” Almost every time, he reached under his shirt and pro- duced the silver cross that was always around his neck. He’d kiss the cross and look skyward and say “I love you. Top of the world, ma!” Pretty sweet. So many memories, so much fun. We
will miss you buddy.
Young Phil with the Road Ducks. (Photo Credit: Road Ducks)
and entertainer myself. The Angelus events were huge fun, and you could find yourself having lunch with the stars of country and southern rock music, or golfing with them or standing mere feet from the artists while they performed. In many cases, I myself was fortu- nate enough to be invited onstage to jam with Marshall Tucker, Charlie Daniels and mem- bers of Hatchet and other bands. Another great memory is performing
with Molly Hatchet. I was invited to sing with Phil at the Norva in Norfolk, Virginia one night, rocking “One Way Out.” Another time we were at a huge rock festival and Bobby In- gram brought me onstage and let me play one of his countless guitars through one of his Peavey 5150 stacks. I remember plugging the cable into the amp. The volume was up the pop nearly blew me off the stage. Seems like we played “Crossroads” that night. Phil came over and put his arm around me during my solo. Made me feel like a rock star. He was good like that.
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John Gavin and Phil in Vegas, around the turn of the century.
(Photo by Michael Buffalo Smith)
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