The .Gif Friday Post No. 857 – The Splat Sisters, The Bean Bed & Elvis Whips It Out

[Found here, here and here.]

Stuff I Do When I’m Bored

King’s Pawn Takes Rhino

Elvis and the rhinoceros appear daily at 10am.
Top image from Google Maps Street View. The faces were blurred out, so I had to take a closer look, and it’s more awesome than I imagined. (The note on Elvis’ guitar reads “Neck is broke don’t bother stealing.” I checked, and the King’s neck is intact.)

Santa’s Elvis

Kid’s got a killer costume, and is way cooler than the others.
Blue Christmas, indeed. Don’t Be Cruel, he’s All Shook Up.

[Found here.]

Saturday Matinee: Swamp Edition – Talking Heads, Ry Cooder, The Sensational Alex Harvey Band & Swamp Dogg

Talking Heads‘ classic “Swamp” performed at the London Wembley Arena 1982. It was released the following year, creeped me out, and I became a TH fan.

Ry Cooder‘s swamp-rock cover of Elvis’ “All Shook Up” may have been posted here before but so what –  it’s awesome and it fits the theme of this post.

“Now, Amos Moses was a Cajun. He live by hissef in da swamp.”
This is the best cover of Jerry Reed‘s “Amos Moses” I’ve ever heard. The Sensational Alex Harvey Band took it and made it nasty. (This 1976 video is from the German TV show Pop Scop.)

Jerry Williams Jr. aka Swamp Dogg  at the North Sea Jazz Festival in Rotterdam 10 June 2010. “Synthetic World” has a very cool 60s R&B groove.

That’ll do for this edition of The Saturday Matinee. Have a great shopping spree, folks.

Saturday Matinee – Ry Cooder & David Lindley, Various Links, and The Marcels


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Two old white guys munching de riddim: Ry Cooder & David Lindley.

This is kinda cool. Elvis’ version of “Blue Moon” jammed with a reggae beat that turns to ska and back. Unfortunately there’s no entertaining vid, so I’ll just post the link for the music. You’ll love it.

So where do we go from here? “Blue Moon” of course.

Billie Holiday

Frank Sinatra

Mel Tormé

Bob Dylan

The Marcels‘ version is my all time favorite, for what I hope are obvious reasons. Have a great weekend folks, and come back tomorrow for  more insipid and vapid trepanations.

Saturday Matinee – Hoyt Axton & His Mom, Steppenwolf, Three Dog Night, Randy Newman, X, Paul McCartney

That’s Steppenwolf, as if I had to tell you. “Born To Be Wild” was released in 1968, as was “The Pusher,” written by Hoyt Axton. Axton also wrote “Joy To The World,” a major hit recorded by Three Dog Night, and one of the worst songs in rock history, IMO. I refuse to post it, so I’ll go with this 1970 classic:

“Mama Told Me Not To Come” was written by Randy Newman.

I don’t care much for his politiks, but he’s a funny guy. Hell, anyone that can blatantly mock L.A. without Los Angelenos catching on is all right by me.

Okay, I looked for a decent vid of X‘ “Los Angeles” but settled for “Johnny Hit And Run Pauline” instead, just to keep the vibe going. (No, really. I looked. Serious Ramones influence on that.)

Now back to Hoyt Axton. His mother wrote this: [Insert John Cale garbage here] I can tolerate a lot of alternative experimental stuff, but John Cale’s version of “Heartbreak Hotel” is so wrong.

This, on the other hand is honest: Paul McCartney plays Hoyt Axton’s Mom.

And with that, we’re out of here. Have a great weekend, folks, and be back tomorrow for more stuff.

Elvis: Still Alive At 75

[Image from here. .Gif from here. Video previously posted here with awesome commentary. Long Live the King.]

Rock Candy

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Look here. Bunk knows peanut butter and banana sandwiches, and you, Reese, are no peanut butter and banana sandwich maker.

What young Bunky liked better were peanut butter and sweet pickle sandwiches, combining the flavor of Jif with the crunch of baby gerkins. And vice versa.

Fortunately, Reese acknowleged that these bastardized confections have artificial flavor, so you can rest assured that it doesn’t taste exactly like the King. They made up for the chicanery by labeling the bag, “Collector Edition,” thus snagging all the compulsive candy-collectors investors hoping to score big bucks months or years from now in the Reese’s Cups futures market.

So just how many bags do you have stashed away in your safe deposit box?

[Image from Bockety.]