Feb. 23, 1974: Kathy Stevenson and the Country Kings
Once more we run into someone who was just born to be up there on the bandstand.
Feb. 23, 1974
Kathy Runs House, Job, Country Band
IF THE EASY CHAIR in her
small wood-paneled living room outside
It may be a night off for the
Her day starts at 6 a.m. By 7:30, she’s rolling down Route
16 in that red van parked out front, delivering small auto parts, a job she
took in September to sustain the family of five after her husband, Art, was
laid off as a maintenance man for road construction equipment.
“Nine times out of 10, I get home around 6 or 6:30,” she
says, “and I have just enough time to eat, change and go play. I owe letters to
everybody. I don’t have the time to write.”
Judging from her schedule, those letters may be a long time
coming. Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays she and her two sidemen play the
lounge at
One night a week is reserved for practice, and weekends
there’s dances, jamborees and benefits. Tomorrow the trio will jamboree at the
King of Clubs, Broadway and Miller. Their next jamboree stop is March 16 at St.
Mary’s School Hall in Silver Springs.
“Our three kids, we take them to jamborees and stuff,” she
says. “Paul’s 8 and twice already he’s been up on stage and sang with mommy.
What’s the one you sang at Uncle Kenny’s birthday? ‘Tie a Yellow Ribbon ‘Round
the Old Oak Tree.’ And another time he did ‘Johnny B. Goode.’”
“Mommy,” Paul says. “You’ll hafta get me a songbook.”
On the band’s regular dates they’ll return to the King of
Clubs March 9, then play the Forks Fire Hall in
“This band must’ve got 12 calls to do the Telethon next
weekend,” Kathy notes. “We’re going to do spots at the satellite stations.
“We’ve got one Saturday at the Polish Union Hall at
Fillmore and Broadway, then we’ve got to rush up to
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“THE TELETHON
is a good organization to work for and a worthwhile cause and, like I always
say, I never learned to say no. Whenever we get an opportunity to play for
kids, we do.
“If we can give a little crippled kid 10 minutes of
happiness, it’s worth it. The best is the
In addition to being a bandleader, Kathy is one of the few
women to play accordion professionally, a 42-pound man’s model. On stage, she
also doubles on bass guitar and organ.
“When we unload the truck,” she says, “you’d think it’s
Glenn Miller’s big band or something come in there and it’s only the three of
us.”
“I sure wish she played only harmonica,” her husband Art
says. “It’d be a lot easier.”
Her bass guitarist, Denny King, and drummer, Tony (Chipper)
Pajak, also do double duty. When Kathy plays bass, Denny switches to lead
guitar. Chipper, who plays shoeless, shares vocals with Kathy.
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“DENNY,”
Kathy says, “he’s the mild one. He’s got his private pilot’s license and he’s a
good bulldozer driver.
“Chipper, he’s crazy. He ad libs and puts on a fantastic
show. He used to do impersonations when he had his own group, the Southern
Heritage. He drives a snowplow for the Town of
Chipper, 27, has been with Kathy since September. Denny, 25,
who played in Kathy’s first band almost six years ago, came out of retirement
to join the group around Christmas.
Their sound lives up to the billing on their business card:
“Country-Western … Commercial Music featuring Kathy Stevenson and the Country
Kings.”
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THE COUNTRY
shuffle beat is mellowed, there’s a batch of old rock songs from the ‘50s and
the latter-day pop tunes like “Bad Bad Leroy Brown” and “I Can See Clearly Now”
get a touch of country good times.
Kathy’s organ has a skating rink feel (she once played for
skaters) and the ad libs fly thick and furious between songs.
“To get a three-piece group that has a good tight sound,
that’s what we’re striving for,” Kathy says. “I have very critical judges too,
a good girl friend and my husband.
“If Art comes up and says it sounds like I’m playing with a
pair of boxing gloves on, I know I’d better straighten up.”
Kathy, now 32, has been eating, sleeping and breathing
music since she was a kid. The inspiration was her father, who sang with a
quartet and taught her dozens of old standards. He also had an accordion around
the house.
“It was a 12 Bass accordion,” she recalls, “a little thing,
nothin’ to it. He came home one night and found me playing ‘Silent Night’ on
it.”
She took lessons for six years and played in her first
jamboree when she was 13, then teamed up with Joanie Marshall, the wife of
country radio station owner Ramblin’ Lou Schriver, to do the jamboree circuit.
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SHE WAS STILL
too young to play clubs without her parents along as chaperones when she joined
her first band, Dwight Tucker and the Carolina Ramblers, in 1956. When part of
the group broke off to become Charley Petty and the Midnight Rangers, she went
with them.
“I originally started out to be a music teacher, but I just
enjoyed being with people so much,” she says. “I worked on and off with Charley
Petty for more than 10 years.
“We worked all out in
“For a couple years I was traveling back and forth to
The only breaks she’s taken from music were when her
children came. With the younger two, she performed until two days before each
of them was born.
“I’ll be a sideman, lead a band, as long as it has anything
to do with music,” she says. “I don’t intend to quit for at least another 20
years.”
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IN THE PHOTO:
Kathy Stevenson and the Country Kings: Guitarist Dennis King, left, and drummer
Tony (Chipper) Pajak.
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FOOTNOTE: Kathy Stevenson kept leading her Country
Kings for more than 30 years. Beginning in 1989, after "Accordion Zeke" Cory died,
she took his place in Ramblin’ Lou’s annual live Family Christmas Show. When
she passed away in November 2019, the death notice observed how “she gave so
much of her time to hosting many jamborees for various
Her husband Art’s death notice in 2015 tells us that
her maiden name was Gund, they had three children in all, seven grandchildren
and two great-grandchildren.
Tony Pajak drummed with the Country Kings for 15 years
and for many years led a group of friends and relatives to camp with him at country
music’s Woodstock – the Jamboree in the Hills outside Wheeling, W.Va. Sadly, a
week after he returned from that Jamboree in 2001 and four months before he
planned to retire, he was part of a crew cutting trees in Cheektowaga Town Park
when a huge section of a tree trunk fell on him. He was 54.
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