They don’t need no stinkin’ glasses to see Avatar in 3D. I’d advise against taking them though, as they’d likely spend the entire movie leaping through the theater trying to take out the blue tails swinging just inches over your head.
(Okay, I haven’t seen the movie, but there’s gotta be blue tails swinging just inches over your head, right? Otherwise, what’s the point?)
I’d forgotten all about Ella Mae Morse until I restumbled upon her here. Freddy “Daddy” Slack, along with Ray McKinley and Will Bradley provided the backup. The Will Bradley Trio was a small big band that never quite found their niche, but left a big mark.
Never heard of ’em? Try this.
Here’s Maurice Rocco, a poundin’ on the whites and a slappin’ on the blacks in this version of McKinley & Bradley’s classic “Beat Me, Daddy, Eight To The Bar.” (See any influence on Little Richard or Jerry Lee Lewis there?)
Meanwhile, here’s Commander Cody, Jerry Garcia, Elvis Costello and Sammy Hagar, all in one pile of stuff that you’re probably glad you didn’t pay to see. Good god that’s embarassing. I’ll tell you the truth, I didn’t listen to the whole trainwreck either. My heroes are gone… except for one.
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You’ve seen her. You’ve heard her voice. She’s famous, yet you don’t know who Mae Questel was. [More below the break.]
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Cool animation with a nice version of “Brazil.” performed by The Real Tuesday Weld with Nick Phelps and Geert Chatrou.
Darkly bizarre, “Brazil” is one of my favorite anti-bureaucracy movies. (Ever see Michael Palin as evil?) This movie succeeded in large part to Terry Gilliam’s insistance that it not be edited; that cost him a lot of promotional backing, but it became a hit in its own right. “Half a dream and half a nightmare” sums it up pretty well.
Flashback to 1932 – Louis Armstrong, fresh out of King Oliver’s band, provides the soundtrack (and more) to a typically creepy yet benign Betty Boop cartoon, “I’ll Be Glad When You’re Dead You Rascal You.” Maybe they’re in Brazil.
Let’s wrap this up with George Thorogood’s classic take on John Lee Hooker’s “One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer.” Kinda sums up my attitude these days, En out de do’ ah went.
If I had all the money I ever spent on lottery tickets… oh wait, I do. You can get better odds in Las Vegas, and that city was built on odds. You want 2 to 1 odds? Go to the racetrack, and you won’t get it there either. [More below the break.]
Oh yeah. This is the guy you want to raise money for your organization. Humongous Rock Star of the Universe.
Actually, Meat was entertaining, given that he jumped up onto a sweaty stage commanded by disco, glam rockers and over-produced arena rock of the late 1970s. Mr. Loaf has my admiration, and had an amazing career. He was a punk as much as anyone, and he had Ellen Foley, too.
Tacky Raccoons 