The Osmonds‘ “Crazy Horses.” I dare you to watch the whole thing. I couldn’t handle it. Now for some eye & ear bleach:
Imelda May‘s take on Johnny Burnette‘s take on Tiny Bradshaw‘s “Train Kept A-Rollin.”
[Nice find by Iowahawk]
The Black Keys, live at Abbey Road 2009. That should make up for the first vid, and with that, I’m out for now. Happy Passover & Easter to all.
Tornado damage captured by security cams – scary stuff.
[Found here.]
Weather Report was a breath of fresh air from the garbage that was being pumped out over the airwaves in the late 1970s. Although it is pure jazz-fusion, they initiated a resurgence of a nuanced genre based upon the substantial willingness of proper associative mindset awareness and shit. Jaco was great.
Meanwhile, Tom Waits was working the other end of the jazz resurgence spectrum as a hep-cat jazzbo 50s street poet.
Leon Redbone took the jazz resurgence in a completely different direction – right to it’s early American roots. “Diddy Wah Diddy” was a song by itself, complete with the requisite innuendo, but listen to the cornet solo. It’s a note-for-note copy of King Oliver from 1926, “Sugar Foot Stomp.”
And for you babosos who don’t give a carp about weather, this vid of Dick Dale & The DelTones (ca. 1963) is supposedly a rare video of the King of Surf Guitar, but nothing is rare on the internest, and I dare you to name the dances. Double dog dare you.
Have a great weekend, folks. More stuff coming tomorrow.
[Found here.] And speaking of slinkys…
…be sure to watch this, especially if you’re squeamish. [via]
Apparently this was from a French 1963 remake of a 1914 film about a crime fighter who wears masks. [Found here.]
Ruin is an animated action short film set “way in the future” in a green post-apocalyptic universe. Directed by Wes Ball, who has been working in Hollywood for 8 years doing graphic work for HBO and DVD/Blu-ray featureetes. Described as his “passion project”, Ball has been working on Ruin off and on for the last two years.
[Found here.] And now we’re gonna rock.
This last one made me wanna puke, too, and I’d rather overwork a slinky, eat a giant wood grub, don a cockatiel head and ride the Road to Ruin than hear that again. Have a great weekend folks. See you back here tomorrow for palate cleansers.
Tommy Makem & Liam Clancy singing “Mary Mack” at National Stadium, Dublin, February 1977.
The Fenians‘ “Token Whiskey Song.” We followed Terry Casey & Co. back when they were the house band at The Harp. Good peeps, all of ’em. (Their version of “Rattlin’ Bog” is one of my favorites because they added some verses.)
Gaelic Storm‘s Patrick Murphy tells the tale leading up to the classic Irish traditional song “The Night I Punched Russell Crowe In The Head.”
What’s St. Patrick’s Day without a Pogues vid? Dare you to figure out what Shane McGowan is, um, singing.
That should keep you set for a bit while I dodge out for some Harp Lager and Mulligan Stew. Have a great St. Patrick’s Day, see you back here first thing Sunday.
[Related posts here, and don’t miss the story behind Nell Flaherty’s Drake.]
Slim Harpo‘s “Scratch My Back.”
O’Jays stroll on Soul Train. [h/t Gwendolyn W.]
The Persuasions are one of the best a capella groups ever. Frank Zappa referred to bassman Jimmy “Bro” Hayes as “The Human Sub-Woofer.” (The Persuasion’s tribute to Zappa Frankly A Cappella is excellent, btw.)
And I’m out of time for tonight, so have a great weekend folks. See you tomorrow.
“Space Traders” was produced by HBO films and is based on a short story writhed by Prof. Derrick Bell, Barack Obama’s Harvard Law professor. Big Hollywood: “Bell eventually resigned from Harvard in 1992, and continued to stir controversy. He wrote a short story, “The Space Traders,” in which he imagined that Americans would sell blacks to aliens in exchange for gold to repay the national debt. He also implied that Jews would help blacks only out of a sense of self-preservation, turning Holocaust victim and diarist Anne Frank into “the symbol of Jewish hypocrisy.””
And, yeah, that’s the head of George Clinton, Commander of The Mothership, presented for amusement purposes only.
[For those of you who are following the 2012 US Presidential Elections, and regardless of your political affiliations, I strongly suggest that you check this site daily for important updates. –Bunk]
The Sleepy Man Banjo Boys. Start early, play late. [via]
Steve Karla’s “Black Swamp Blues” is original and awesome, and he’s a multi-talented bastard, too.
Rory Gallagher cranks some nice fat blues to lead us into another great weekend. See y’all back here tomorrow.
Mardi Gras Indians are the Mardi Gras most people don’t see. Modern Day Indians came from a time when African Americans felt left out of the traditional Mardi Gras krewes and parades. Residents from wards around New Orleans formed their own sort of Krewe and named them after their streets or wards. The Indians created elaborate costumes and names themselves after Native Americans- as tribute to the Native American tribes’ role in freeing the slaves. They designated someone to be the Spy, the Flag boy and the Big Chief and these tribes led processions through the streets. In the past, Mardi Gras Indians were violent, but today most tribes simply act out a scene when passing other tribes. Indians do not follow any schedule or parade route and a rare thing to see on Mardi Gras.
Of course there are also a lot of beads, beer, boobs and blues:
Everyone should experience Mardi Gras in New Orleans at least once. The parades are awesome, the music is great, and there are uninhibited and inebriated college girls. There are also pickpockets, drug dealers and people who will fight you over a plastic necklace. The beer/drinks are cheap (since they deal in volume) and the streets and sidewalks flow with unmentionable liquids so you’ll need to burn your shoes afterwards. Again, everyone should experience Mardi Gras in New Orleans at least once.
[Top image and story found here; 2nd image found here. There are hidden bonuses, too – click a pic.]
We had to watch that in junior high school. We all snickered to ourselves and laughed out loud afterwards. Once school let out, we went trolling anyway:
“Hello, Mrs. Jenkins? This is Bob from Hi-Times Liquor. Your husband left his wallet and motel key on the counter.”
“You Asked For It” was an early television show that pulled in viewers by asking for requests. This one shows some old carnival gaffes, some of which are still employed.
Here’s a modern day fraud to be aware of. The Real Hustle was an interesting show. Here’s 90 minutes worth of bar bets that should keep you busy for a while.
Bob Kuban & The In-Men had their one hit in 1966 with “The Cheater” and the song fits. (Irony note: Kuban was killed by his wife’s boyfriend in 1983.) I couldn’t find a live version, but this works.
“Smiling Faces” was originally recorded by the Temptations, but was a hit with this cover by The Undisputed Truth in 1971.
That’s our collection for this episode of The Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend folks and we’ll see you tomorrow whether you like it or not.
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