Clyde Casey and Beale Street
August 30, 2022
by Alex Wilds
In the early 1980's I lived almost next door to Casey in Front Street in Memphis. The Mighty Mississippi was our front yard. Casey lived in the basement of a parking garage and I lived in an ancient cotton warehouse a couple doors away, both hippie artists/musicians playing on the street for a living. Beale Street had been closed, abandoned, empty for more than a decade, but in the summer of 1983 it was fixing to reopen. There were just a few bars, most of it was still vacant, but the two of us were there, every night, the first street band back on Beale Street in many years. Others played with us as well, but it was Clyde Casey and Alex Wilds, me on a National Guitar belting out the blues, and Casey doing percussion, jokes, and balloon toys. In those years Casey was still doing "musical necklace" - several wooden slot drums and assorted cymbals, whistles, airhorns - so we could march, and march we did, getting a second line going from one end of Beale to the other many times each night. That or use the old Daisy Theatre as our personal stage. At first we thought we might get run off, but the opposite was true - merchants would pay us to play in front of their stores to draw customers. In November, 1983, I took off for Minneapolis, a better music scene for me. I reckon Clyde moved to NOLA about that time. R.I.P. to the best bandmate I ever had.