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  • Jeffrey Duke Patterson

    This show was on Dec 7th, 2014 | 49 people watched
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    • Dec 7
      You've been gone too long Duke. Glad you're back, we need more of your kind. I had some technical issues, hope you'll do it again!
    • Dec 8
      Tantalizing and Tasty...Succulent Morsels and Stuff...
    • Dec 8
      What a great way to catch a show! Jeff, thank you so much for taking the time to put this on. I haven't been out to see live music in forever. It took me back to a different time in my life when I was playing a bunch, and watching the rest of the great musicians in the Lubbock scene. I can't wait for the next one!
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Jeffrey Duke Patterson, or Duke Patterson as some know him as, hails from the hub city high plains of Lubbock, Texas.
A singer, songwriter, guitar player, producer, actor, and "downright noisemaker!" as he puts it, Duke started performing professionally when he was 10 yrs. old. At that age, he didn't know any other way to perform than just himself and a guitar, sometimes with his Dad or... more

Jeffrey Duke Patterson, or Duke Patterson as some know him as, hails from the hub city high plains of Lubbock, Texas.
A singer, songwriter, guitar player, producer, actor, and "downright noisemaker!" as he puts it, Duke started performing professionally when he was 10 yrs. old. At that age, he didn't know any other way to perform than just himself and a guitar, sometimes with his Dad or a buddy down the street. Before he was old enough to drive, he was already a professional and established musician in the Lubbock music scene. Every musician being very much his elder, some old enough to be his father. Lubbock being the home of the legendary Buddy Holly, there was never a shortage of great music being heard in the clubs and honkytonks in town.

Duke would go on to work with different bands, perform with a lot of famous musicians, do some work in tv, movies and theater. He's played guitar, National steel, produced and sang on various recording projects of others. He released his debut album in 2000, titled "Story Of A Rebel". His music can only be described as a style that fits no one genre. "Texas Rock And Roll", as he calls it, because it could be rock, rockabilly, country, blues and folk, all mixed in one very colorful cocktail. "It's the kind of music only Texas musicians and Nashville outcasts can truly understand and appreciate. And there's a long list of cats that've paved that road for performers like myself, while maybe I was doing a little paving for the younger guys behind me. It's a loving, understanding non-competitive attitude and brotherhood(with no shortage of sisters involved), where everyone just roots for and supports each other. It's both a humbling and flattering music scene. You have musicians that will sit and LISTEN to you, tell you they love you, and mean it. And yet, when you listen to them and how good they are, it almost motivates you to go home and practice, and just keep writing and always improve yourself. It's the only way to keep up with them. I have such a wide range of influences that I've heard over the years. But, I don't think I sound like anyone else. If someone says I do, I take that as a high compliment, especially if it is someone I've looked up to and listened to all my life.

Still, his main love is just to grab a guitar and entertain a crowd of 10,000, or just a lonely stray dog, as long as they're both having fun with it. Patterson states that if this wasn't fun to do, he would've quit decades ago. "It helps, but it not all about a nickel exchanging hands." He fondly reflects on the memories of performing for so long. But he states what caused him to stop performing and music altogether is a bit of an interesting story. "It was an accident I suffered that forced me to stop, and I had NO say in the matter. And it even took me awhile to find out what I was up against." What's more interesting is the long, hard struggle he's fought to get back to being "a productive and performing" musician of society.

"It's something that's right out of 'The Twilight Zone'. This accident I had, I suffered a concussion. People suffer from them every day. But, where I was struck on the head, and as hard as I was struck, I suffered permanent memory loss from it. What's baffling is, it took me awhile to even realize I'd suffered any memory loss. I was dealing so much with physical injuries and getting better, that the obvious simply did not occur to me. Then I noticed one day that I sure did have a lot of guitars sitting around the house. And THAT confused me. What really did it for me was when I came across a copy of MY album, a cd of the record I had put out around 2000 or so. And I had NO recollection of it, I didn't recognize the songs. And upon listening to it, it was hard for me to believe that I was actually listening to myself sing, play guitar and other instruments with this great band that did this with me. And I could not remember ANY OF IT!!"

It took Patterson awhile to do some homework on all he was facing and dealing with. He figured he lost about 75% of his memory and coordination to play guitar. And he figured he had around 300 songs that he performed, including a lot of his own. And he couldn't remember ONE song he used to perform.

"I picked up a guitar and a few cowboy chords came to me. I would listen to my stuff or music in general and say, 'I think I used to know that one.' Friend would invite me to jam or perform with them. I still didn't understand a lot of this, so I didn't know where to start when it came to trying to explain this to everyone I knew! So, I avoided it. I read up about these types of injuries, and memory loss in general. Granted, I lost more than just the musical ability. People, places and things just got lost. What was scary was not knowing what I didn't know, not knowing what I DID know, or not knowing what I once knew or was still supposed to know. I didn't know what was gone for good, or memories that were locked away, that would eventually come back to me. It really made me say 'Well, who the hell am I?? And what do I have to do to get myself BACK?!' And it's very surreal to sit in front of a jam box, listening to yourself, relearning songs you once wrote. But, feeling like you're learning them for the first time. Some of it has come back, but with some songs, wondering exactly what I was thinking when I wrote them. Again, I've regained some memory on what I WAS thinking when I wrote a few particular songs. Knowing the story behind the story. I have spirals, notes, demo tapes, song name it. I see and hear what I used to do at one time. I was actually a pretty good guitar player at one time. I'm no Eddie Van Halen like I roughly once was. It'll take awhile before I jump onstage with any of Austin's best guitar slingers! Haha!"

"I've really had to make the best of this situation. I've relearned a lot of my old songs and some of my favorites by friends and favorite fellow songwriters. And I've tried to write some new ones as well. What really hurt the most out of this is how it's affected my family. The accident and whole ordeal general, but the music end of it. My Dad commented on how I had this great talent, yet it was sad to him that I wasn't doing anything with it. I think my daughter wondered why I didn't perform anymore, when I was doing my best to teach her how to play guitar, while I was trying to RELEARN it! And as she's a guitar player, maybe that's frustrated her from trying any harder. Plus, nieces and nephews I have that I apparently taught when they were younger, wondering the same thing. So, I have this gift from God that was taken from me, but I've been fighting to get it back. It's almost like God is saying, 'You're not too bad, Patterson. But if you want that gift back, you'd better fight for it. And share it with others as payment in return.' It's either do that, or sell off all these guitars and take up golf or something. But, that's not who or what I am. As I've taken a long hard look at my life, playing music hasn't just been something that I do. It was and is very much of who I am...what makes me, ME. And in restoring the music I once knew, loved and performed, maybe those voids will be filled again. And the passion will continue to get stronger the more I do it."

"I didn't want to ramble about it this much. But, is that just a crazy-ass story or what?? Haha! It's why I haven't told more people about it, because the people I have just look at me dumbfounded, in disbelief and say, 'You gotta be kidding me.' I wish I was a good enough writer to be able to make all this stuff up. But, it all falls in that 'stranger than fiction' category. But, like my friends, I want to forget my lyrics mid-song, the old-fashioned way...from OLD AGE!! Not from some damned head injury!! Haha! As hard as all this has been, I can really only raise my coffee mug and make a toast to second chances. Every day isn't exactly puppy dogs and rainbows. But, I'm trying. For awhile, I was one of the most popular, NON-PERFORMING musicians in Austin. Then it got to the point where people ever wondered if I had ever performed at all. They had forgotten. Life goes on, I'll do my best to keep it in between the ditches and just see what happens from day to day. I do remember now what it feels like to entertain a crowd and them to walk away happy. And that makes me happy. And I had fun doing it. You just gotta love win-win situations like that. So, I guess I'm here to stay. Amen for that!" W. TF. Van Zandt


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