The Gold Bug
 
 
A True Story  by 
Kathleen Bowers-Keefer. 
Maury Muehleisen's Gingerbread Album
 

 Since I was in college during those years, 69-73, I really had to jog a few memory cells which have not been in use very much!!!!  I will try to be as accurate as I can...  I am sure you know the saying- "If you can remember the 60's (and I add the 70's), you didn't live through them!!

I was a student at Glassboro State College - now Rowan University from 1969 through 1973.  During my freshman and sophomore years, I frequented and eventually became somewhat of the manager of THE GOLD BUG, the off campus coffee house.  It was located in the basement of the Presbyterian Church on
University Avenue.  Manager is something of a loose term.  I would contact people during the week about playing at the Coffee House, make the posters, have them dittoed and hang them up.  I also bought coffee occasionally.
 
 It was here in THE GOLD BUG  that I was introduced to the melodic sound of Maury Muehleisen.  He frequently performed for us  and we became so accustomed to his songs that we were able to  give him the next verse when he forgot the words.  He played, sitting  in a chair on the a small semi-circular stage.  We sat at treadle machine tables.  He joined others, George Bishop, Danny Gralick (Thank you, Margaret) and Jim Croce, forming the Gingerbreadd Kind.  An Album was produced GINGERBREADD.   I don't actually remember Jim playing with Maury at THE GOLD BUG.
In the Fall of 70, I dated Jim Wright for a time.  He was closely associated with Joe Salviouolo. Jim called himself an Expediter.  He helped Joe with promotions, concerts etc..  Jim was a fine guitarist and songwriter, I wonder if he still plays and writes??  One weekend Jim and I went to Jim and Ingrid's farm in Pennsylvania.  Maury, George, Danny, Jim and Ingrid, and Jim, played and sang, and sang.  The music lasted into forever.  During a break, I remember listening to Jim tell a story.  He was the consummate story teller.  He would become each of the characters in his stories and the listener was able to enter into the story.  (This gift is so evident in his music!)  I cannot remember the story line, but I remember
one quote from Jim, he was speaking of a pirate (I think).  "He saw it with his one good eye and poked it with his wooden leg"  in kind of a Treasure Island accent.   It was truly a remarkable experience!

I think it was the winter of 73.  A friend and I had gotten tickets to see Jim perform - he was on the verge of success and Maury was playing with him. I had lost contact with them in those two years - Gingerbreadd Kind was no longer - but the partnership between Jim and Maury was blossoming.
We were at THE MAIN POINT in Bryn Mawr, PA.  Jim and Maury were the warm up band for Randy Newman.  Their music floated in the smoky room.  They were "HOT".  Maury invited us downstairs were we met Randy Newman.  Ingrid was there and some others.
 

 
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