I haven’t done a post lately about my weird Country Music life. I’m about to change that today.
I guess it was late in the 1960’s when I met Bill Carlisle. Me and my brothers were just kids and sang regularly at a club in Elizabethtown, Ohio called Winter Gardens. Bill was going to be a guess performer there on a Sunday afternoon. Why a Sunday afternoon, I don’t remember.
Even as a kid, I considered Bill Carlisle a little too cornball and I wasn’t looking forward to having to go to Elizabethtown to be on a show with him. He didn’t sing all that great and those jokes he would tell were, well, cornball.
You probably already know the outcome of this story. To my surprise, Bill Carlisle was totally entertaining. No, the singing wasn’t great and the jokes were corny, but somehow he managed to pull it off and I want to add that he was as nice as he could be. It was a pleasure to meet him.
Bill’s gone now, passed away in 2003 at the age of 93. He kept performing almost right up until the end.
Up there at the top of this post is a clip of Bill from the old Porter Wagoner show. Cornball? You be the judge.