Margaret Ann Caine McQueen

Margaret Ann Caine McQueen
Mom put a guitar in my hand when I was 3 years old. She had too...she bought herself classical guitar for a music class at what was then Floridia Junior College and I would take and play around with it. So she brought me a plastic guitar that looked like a strat. She would buy me a better guitar later on when I was six but it got destroyed in a fight between my Ma and my older sister Mable. Finally my mother after becoming a teacher for Duval County, gave me the nylon string guitar. Later I took 40 bucks up to an old pawn shop were the Freebird Cafe is now and begged the owner to sell me a Cort knock off strat; I was just 13...way below the age level. I made an amp from an old Panasonic stereo amp/reciever and two mix match speakers. With me starting to listen to Hendrix, Led Zep, Howlin' Wolf and all kinds of music, this grated Ma and drew the scorn of my sisters. My mother was not healthy. 10 years in bad marriage in which a severe beating resulted in a bad transfusion. By 1986 when I graduated, my Ma's liver was ravaged by Hep C. This did not stop her though. She ran for city council of Jax. Beach and won. Her political career was just going good when I got arrested with my cousin and her liver began to fail. Even though my mother never knew about my drug use...I didn't use drugs in our house and always worked so I paid for the pot, LSD and anabolic steroids. However people in Jax Beach used my arrest to to attack her. Sad though, people are small minded little crabs. On February 6, 1995 my Ma got a call that a liver was ready for her translant. She survived that and later Breast cancer, kidney failer and a broken hip. She is 70 years old and I sometimes sit with her playing the same nylon string guitar that she bought for herself over 35 years ago.

Sitting on my sister's Pam porch in Natchez

Sitting on my sister's Pam porch in Natchez
My friend Timmy Dillard rode with to Natchez to visit my dad in June of '09. I am playing a Epiphone 12 string guitar

The Zen Buddha of Adams County...THE FAT PIMP!!!

The Zen Buddha of Adams County...THE FAT PIMP!!!
This is my father John Henry McIntyre aka the Fat Pimp who has inspired the name of my music project.

MY SHRINE TO JIMI...

MY SHRINE TO JIMI...
Jimi Hendrix has inspired and influenced many but for African-Americans who played guitar during and after his demise, he is the beacon of creativity that shines on in his music. These two guitars were built by myself to the specs that Hendrix used to modify his own guitars during his last years.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Music can heal the body and soul...

On December 23, 2007, a day after a very heavy workout at my local gym, I woke up with the most excruiciating pain in my lover back that actually made my lower extremities go numb. This was the beginning of new and dibilating chapter in my life. When once I was a fitness conscience outgoing person who loved music and seeing different places to a shut in who relied on medication that numbed my pain and blunted my creativity. I had love to make or rebuild electric guitars. Those guitars hanging from my walls became layered in dust and the strings began to rust from lack of care and not playing. On April 17th, 2010, I stepped into Mike Courson's Studio Sea located not to far from my Jacksonville Beach home with three of my guitars and began to play. Four hours later the beginning of three and half songs were in the can and my confidence had a boost that it need for a long time.
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