Not everyone can say they had a Daddy named Cowboy Pinkeye, but I can! My beloved father went by that moniker on KYAK and KIMA Radio, way back in the 1950’s. He was known for making personal appearances throughout the Yakima area, where he spun 40’s/50’s-era C&W records, and talked his crazy, exaggerated cowboy talk. I was lucky enough to accompany him on these remote broadcasts on several occasions. Very lucky.
Dad became a radio cowboy in Seattle, in the late 40’s, where he was a member of the on-air staff of KXA Radio. It seems the station owner ordered his number-one disk jockey, Earl F. Reilly, to start spinning what was then called Country & Western music. And he was ordered to get all of the broadcasting crew to fall in line with this. Well, Earl and the guys loathed C&W. They had cut their teeth on big band jazz, and they were in no mood to make the switch. So Earl and company hatched a plot. They formed an outfit called “Spike Hogan and his Friendly Trail Gang”. They dressed up like movie cowboys, spoke in grossly exaggerated cowboy accents, and played the funniest, wackiest country and cowboy records they could find, making fun of the artists and the genre, to the maximum. They figured that, after a few days of seeing KXA’s ratings plummet, station management would relent and let the guys go back to programming the jazz and popular music they loved. Instead, Spike and the Gang were an instant hit! The station was flooded with calls and letters, asking for more, more! So, my dad became well-known as Cowboy Pinkeye, after putting so many years in, trying to be taken seriously as a sophisticated jazz announcer. Of course, thanks to their success, pay raises followed, which made it that much easier to let the craziness go on.
For reasons known only to Dad (and he resides in that great broadcast booth in the sky, so I can’t ask him) he decided to move our little family to Yakima. He soon secured a job at KYAK Radio, where he again rolled out his Cowboy Pinkeye character. He became well-known around town. KYAK began sending him out into the community to do remote broadcasts. He brought his oversized cowboy hat, boots and chaps, turntable and microphone to events such as supermarket grand openings, civic celebrations and the like. And as soon as we were big enough, he brought my brother, Al III and me along. (Mama “Jeannie” stayed home, happy to enjoy a little alone time!) We became known as “Cowboy Pinkeye and his Two Little Cowboys”. Being little hams, we happily tagged along and appeared at several shindigs with Daddy. Al III and I didn’t actually sing or dance or anything. Dad would say, “Well, howdy-do everybody, this is your old Cowboy Pinkeye, with his Two Little Cowboys. Say howdy, boys!” Al III and I would exclaim, ‘Howdy, partners!” Then, we would either relax on the podium, and watch Daddy in awe, as he worked his magic, or we would jump down and go schmooze with everyone. Dad would spin his silly cowboy tunes, Spike Jones records and Homer and Jethro ditties, while we had a fine time visiting with the good folks of Yakima. –You know, it’s not hard for me to guess why I grew up to become a Country singer, first performing at Yakima’s Mayfair Tavern in 1971, where I was a member and later leader, of the house band.
Getting back to the Cowboy Pinkeye story, I even remember appearing at a store in downtown Yakima, where they sold baby alligators. — Live baby alligators for sale on Yakima Avenue. I remember this!
It was right around this time, the mid-50’s, that our Grandpa, Al Bowles, Sr., plopped my brother and me down on Gene Autry’s lap, in his suite at The Davenport Hotel in Spokane, where we had a wonderful visit with Mr. Autry and Gail Davis, the beautiful actress who played Annie Oakley on TV. (Grandpa started the Spokane Rodeo, and Gene and “Annie” were his guest stars.) My brother and I knew that Gene was a real cowboy, and that Daddy was just pretending. 🙂
Here is a photo of Grandpa Bowles, riding his parade horse, Champion (same name as Gene’s horse) in a Spokane, Washington parade:
Sometime around 1955, a large, painted caricature of Dad, accompanied by the name, “Pinkeye”, was installed on the roof of a Yakima used car dealership. I can’t for the life of me recall whether the sign was atop Horse Trader Harry’s car lot, or that of his brother, Prospector Henry. Apparently, Dad, or one of the stations he was affiliated with, had a deal with the car salesman. The sign was up there for years. Long after Dad gave up being Cowboy Pinkeye, we would drive by the auto dealership and see his cartoonish countenance, smiling down from the roof. I know the sign was there into the mid-late 60’s, if not longer. My, oh, my: would I not love to find that sign! Why, I’d give a thousand dollars for it.
Well, Dad eventually moved to KLOQ Radio, which played the Top-40 Hit Parade of the day, and he left Cowboy Pinkeye behind. He spun records like Robert Mitchum’s “Thunder Road”, while Al and I sat on the station floor, watching, listening and learning. I practically grew up on KLOQ’s floor.
In circa 1962, Dad was persuaded to move over to KUTI Radio. KUTI management liked my Dad’s smooth radio voice. They approached him with a deal. They were programming rock n’ roll, and had been for some time; but they noticed a new format was doing well in larger markets, called “Just Beautiful Music”. They asked Dad to come aboard and help make the format switch. The catch was, he would have to play rock records for a couple of weeks, before the switch happened. That’s how my Pop happened to find himself in the position of preaching the Gospel on Sundays (Oh! I forgot to tell you: Daddy was a preacher too.) Yep, that’s how Dad happened to come to preach the Gospel on Sundays and play Chuck Berry records on week nights, on KUTI. I remember sitting on our front lawn on Cascade Drive, with Bill Beeson, listening to Dad intone, “This is Russ Doyle, and you’re listening to K-U-T-I. Now here’s Chuck Berry doing his classic, “Maybelline”. — Yep, they let Dad use the radio name of Russ Doyle for two weeks, as he surely didn’t want his congregation to know he was playing the devil’s music on KUTI! As soon as the station switched over to the easy listening format, Dad went back to being “Al Bowles, your host for this evening’s beautiful music”.
The station was inundated with postcards from incensed young people, who heart-wrenchingly complained about the loss of their rock n’ roll. At the time, I was barely into my teens, and my Dad could do no wrong in my eyes. I thought the post cards were funny. But you know what? Looking back, had I been in their shoes, I would have written-in to KUTI, and my card would have said, “I want my rock ‘n roll”!
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To learn more about Pacific Northwest Radio history, see the following books, which include stories and photos of Cowboy Pinkeye: “Puget Sounds”, written by David Blair Richardson; and “According To Earl”, written by the man himself, Spike Hogan, aka Earl F. Reilly, Jr.
For stories re: my joining/leading Yakima’s Mayfair Tavern house band, please see: http://psychedelicbaby.blogspot.com/2014/08/when-yakima-washingtons-velvet.html
[2022 note] Daddy interviewed the fabulous Ink Spots in Seattle, in 1946. Look for my blog piece which contains the entire, heretofore lost interview.
Robbin R. Wohl said:
I grew up listening to your daddy – never making the connection with your celebrity. My sister is 19 years older than I so I was blessed with the opportunity to hear her sing along with Marti Robins, Pat Boone, Autry (Mom’s heart throb to Dad’s disdain), Roy and Dale Rogers…I may even have seen your family members in a parade or two down Yakima Ave. Then came cross over music. I loved being upstairs in my room, reading and listening to the radio. I put down plenty of my own special memories at the Yakima Fair Grounds and I remember Tennessee Ernie Ford and Elvis Presley visiting us. I remember meeting Hopalong Cassidy at Layman’s Grocery – and marveling at just how short that man was….I have eclectic tastes in music and musicians. I appreciate the opportunity to browse your memory and read your work. Clearly, you were born into yourself. You were destined for a career in music. I think this is blessed living (not to be confused with lucrative; rewarding, nonetheless). Bless your heart for never giving up.
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randolphthecat said:
Many Thanks, Robbin! Wow! Are you saying you saw Elvis perform? I have only talked to about one guy who saw Elvis, another Yakima person, Mike Dederick. He played bass for me, and worked on guitars, when I knew him.
I am so glad you met Hoppy! I can see why you would remember that. He’s considered #1 by many. — My Mom’s favorite, perhaps because she was from Tennessee, was someone else you mentioned, Ernie Ford.
My steel guitar player, whom I’ve written of in a couple of my stories, Katsuhiko Kobayashi, wound up in Marty Robbins’ band in Nashville after he left Yakima. I backed up Roy “Dusty” Rogers, Jr. at The Caravan Inn in Yakima a couple of times, and got to know him a little. He was very kind. We were simpatico. He loved his Daddy.
I was able to say hi to Pat Boone when I worked at Experience Music Project. I was about 50; he was way more, and he looked so much better than me! 🙂
Thanks again for all of your great comments!
Randy
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Robbin R. Wohl said:
You really will have to write a biography. People love to read about others positive interactions with celebrities, minor and major. Most of us never have an opportunity for a first hand experience or interaction with an entertainer or actor. The positive, humorous, uplifting interactions are the fun reads for the majority of us leading pedestrian lives. The closest most of us get, if we can afford it, is a concert ticket, where we can see the person and take in their music first hand; often, that is greatness in itself…I haven’t been to a concert for several years. Credence Clearwater Revival came through on a summer night on the beach type gig at the Blue Water Casino and Resort (on the CRIT Reservation). A bunch of us from an office got together and met there. Weed enforcement was lax, to say the least – and some of us feared losing our precious jobs secondary exposure in a random on the job drug screen! LMAO. At least one friend and I relive that concert. At any rate, while married to my first husband and a student at the UW, he and I scraped enough money together from time to time and went to some terrific venues. Later, as a single parent I wasn’t able to spend money that way – but music has always been a huge part of my life. Got plenty of CD’s – and I look forward to adding one of yours!
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randolphthecat said:
Thanks so much for the story. One thing I do is I play for free whenever possible, to all-ages audiences, and for as long as possible, i.e. 3 hours with no break. That way, people who don’t have much or any money can come to my show and hear a lot of songs, sung by someone who knows what he’s doing, and who cares about his audience. I’m playing a 3+ hour show tomorrow at an art gallery opening. Free art, free wine and finger foods, free music. Open to all ages. And, next Friday, I am doing a free show at an all-ages coffee house, with an opening act who is great. So I am doing what I can for folks who want to hear music — good music, but don’t always get to, due to finances. I feel a calling to give my music away. I want to show young people what a 60’s folk/folk-rock show was like; and I want to bring back memories for the older ones who were there. 🙂
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John Reilly said:
I enjoyed reading about your dad, Cowboy Pinkeye! My dad was the infamous Spike Hogan during the time Cowboy Pinkeye was making the Friendly Trail Gang famous! Earl passed away this past October at 100 years young. I’m sure your dad and my dad had a LOT of great times together and enjoyed the ride while it lasted. The pioneering broadcasting world of the Pacific Northwest was a tightly-knit community in the 40’s and 50’s. It’s sure refreshing to read these stories and thank you for keeping all this history alive. Being a songwriter and involved in music production for a lot of my life, I managed to record 6 or 7 songs of my dad singing his own lyrics to Ernest Tubb, Willie Nelson, etc. He was always the jokester and prankster right up until the last days of his life. He was a true Irishman. These are memories that I’ll cherish forever. Thank You!
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randolphthecat said:
Hi John,
I was Facebook friends with your dad. I think he found my story and contacted me on FB. He only wrote me a couple of times, but those were gold! Our dads made Seattle history! I have Earl’s book. I have three books that our dads are mentioned in.
I’m sorry to hear Earl passed away; but I’m so glad he had such a long life, and that he was verynbright and creative for so many, many years. My folks both passed away in 1995.
I have a great deal of Irish in my DNA. I had red hair into my 60s. I do a lot of Celtic music when I’m not doing my originals. On March 7, I’m doing 2.5 hours of my originals and Celtic songs, in a 50/50 mix in Pioneer Square at Foggy Tea Shop.
I can’t believe we haven’t met, since we’re both songwriter/producers! I’ve been doing this in Seattle for — well, it will be exactly 50 years on March 21. That’s the day I escaped Yakima! I’m a producer in the sense that I’ve made 100 YouTube videos of my music in the last 26 months.
Please reply so I know you saw this, or reply via FB msg? Thanks so much,
Randy in Uptown
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John Reilly said:
Wow, I’m glad you were able to talk with Earl. Earl was soft spoken and didn’t care to talk about himself very often. And come to think of it, I’ve never heard my dad boast of anything. In fact, other than his book, I had to pull information out of him to discover facts and timelines. The closest he came to bragging is the retelling of many of the gags and pranks he masterminded over the years. Some of them are in the book, but many of them were jokes played out with his/our neighbors and friends.
From 2017 to 2023 I recorded a lot of our conversations about family, hunting trips, boating in the Canadian San Juans and Alaska, and career events. After really prodding him about some of his station rep work at Simpson/Reilly and Katz I pieced together an important discovery- he basically was the first person package up a network advertising package. He sold his clients into competitive markets where his company had no jurisdiction and where they were needing advertising. He was almost fired over it by the big cheese in NYC…until they saw the checks. Then they made it a best practice. From there, the way advertising was packaged and sold was forever changed. If I wouldn’t have been a pest, this would never have been revealed!
How many other nuggets of gold were there that lay undiscovered?!
On the music bit, you and I probably know a few of the same people. I got bit by the recording bug around age 6 because my dad would record family audio constantly. Then at age 16 when my school ensemble recorded at Seattle’s Music Source there on Capitol Hill I became aware of the multi-track world. From there I did everything I could to record my songs on bands’ 4-tracks while they were away touring for the summers. Until my brother Mike bought me my own complete setup with a proper mixing board. From there I’d do pre-production and bounce-downs with the 4-track and then go into a big studio and record it properly. That was back in the day when you had better do everything right on the 1st or 2nd take! I worked my way up from ¼ inch to ½ inch to 1-inch tape, and then… 30 IPS 2″ 499 Gold tape!
90s were fun, of course. But only occassionally glorious. Late nights at Minnie’s or the Mecca. Or at wherever club we were playing. By 95 I had to finish school or starve to death. I chose life. After my bachelor’s I went back for CIS and caught the dot com wave. That afforded me the ability to keep make quality music when I had time– between raising children and work travel. Since 2005 I’ve made London Bridge my cultural recording hub and circle. I’m a studio rat. It’s an outlet. Whereas you are a seasoned performer, I dislike performing live. I figure the real talent can have their fun with the audience. My favorite part is writing and recording– all the hidden stuff that the listeners don’t get to see. That’s very much a radio-like mentality, like my dad! Stealth Ops! Hope this wasn’t boring to you. But I suppose we both owe an enormous amount of our developed talents to the inspiration of our dads and grandads!
–J.R.
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randolphthecat said:
What bands were you in, in the 80s and 90s? I was playing in the folk duo/trio Spirit Ridge with my late wife, Sally Jo Davis. We were nominated for 5 NW Area Music Awards “Nammy” awards during that time. Charles Cross told me he was the founder of NAMA. But I was into punk/new wave/indie/early grunge back in those days and may have seen your band?
I’ve heard of London Bridge. But I haven’t been able to afford to go into a studio since 1977-ish. I’m blind in one eye and on Soc. Security benefits, period, due to having to retire from Fred Hutch ten years early.
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randolphthecat said:
Umm, actually I enjoyed several large portions, including very very recently.
I started the Velvet Illusions in ’66. Our original recordings are collected world-wide. We were the only group other than the Beatles that Two Ton Tessie O’Shea posed with for a photo. Our 2011 and 2015 retrospective releases (CD/vinyl) on Cherry Red, distributed exclusively in Canada and the U.S. by Light In The Attic, immediately sold out their production runs. New York Magazine named our “Hippie Town” as *the* iconic song of 1967. We were a Vox band and had the same equipment as The Beatles, Doors, and Paul Revere and the Raiders. We’re on a 3 disk set released in 2022 along with the Byrds, the Monkees, Zappa, etc. We’re on at least 2 Nuggets releases. We’re on the legendary Acid Dreams bootleg with two cuts.
In the early 70s I put a band together with members of Japan’s number one psych band Later, I led Rose Maddox’s back-up band.
In 1975 I finished 5th in the US/Canada in the Grand Ole Opry’s 50th Anniversary Talent Search, and the Opry band backed me up in San Diego at a huge concert.
I came home and joined the #1 country rock band in Seattle, sponsored by KMPS. We played with Willie Nelson, and did 8 shows at the Kingdome.
Later, I won a tape machine in a Kentucky Fried Chicken songwriting contest in association with the Urban Cowboy movie.
I’ve mentioned Spirit Ridge already…
And last year, the Seattle Office of Arts and Culture awarded me a grant to perform a solo concert at the Seattle Center Armory. I turned it down. I already play Seattle Center every month.
Those are a few of the highlights. Signing off now.
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