Category: Music

Saturday Matinee – Werewolf Diskdrive, Justin Johnson & Buckethead

I really don’t know what to make of this, but it somehow seems appropriate given the fires in California. Reminds me of early Devo vids. [h/t Bunkessa]

Justin Johnson amazes me. Plays lead, rhythm, bass and chorus at the same time on a 4-string cigar box slider. One of the commenters on the Utoobage posted “I’m convinced this guy is f***ing Buckethead,” and others agreed, so let’s roll with that.

“I was eating it, and I put the mask on and then the bucket on my head. I went to the mirror. I just said, ‘Buckethead. That’s Buckethead right there.’ It was just one of those things. After that, I wanted to be that thing all the time.” –Buckethead

Yeah, that’s a hella nice jam despite the silly visual gimmicks. Brian Carroll rocks.

Then here comes this guy.

Have a great weekend, folks. Be back here tomorrow for more stuff.

 

Saturday Matinee – Christopher Ameruoso, Sonia Sanchez, & The Rave-Ups.

Don’t know much about these two, but I’ll say this. Christopher Ameruoso has a nice cigar-box slide style, but he’d do better without his cutesy mugging. On the other hand, any woman who can slap a lime green stand-up bass like Sonia Sanchez gets my vote.

Serious PsychoPunkaBilly there, and Sanchez slaps the hell out of that bass. Let’s take it down a notch. I was about to post The Rave Ups’ classic “In My Gremlin” but maybe we should go with this instead.

What a great groove. The Rave-Ups were underrated and deserved more recognition IMO, but MO doesn’t count, by the way.

Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll do something different tomorrow.

P.S. To the guy who got out of his truck to tell me that my brake lights were out, THANK YOU. It explains a couple of close calls I saw in my rear view mirror…

Saturday Matinee – Christopher Ameruoso, Moccasin Creek & Preacher Jack

Not sure where the bass and drums are hiding in that vid, but the hard rock banjo is pretty awesome.

Moccasin Creek. I remember hanging with a crew like that, and they were fun as hell. We had dogs, but didn’t have a raccoon.

Gotta roll with this one. Drummer doesn’t quite have the soul to back up Preacher Jack, but it’s all good.

Have a great weekend folks, and be thankful that there are always more leftovers.

We Wish You All A Very Happy Thanksgiving.

On The Way To Grandma’s House

Top image found here, and it’s apparently the artwork of Nicolo Sturiano, aka H. Hargrove. The produce stand doesn’t cast a shadow, and there’s something hinky with the General Store windows, but I like the style.

Hear the crickets in the background of the JC video? That’s my ringtone and I never turn it off. Never, because I never have to. I just look around the baseboards and then continue with the important stuff like nothing happened. Like going back to consuming massive quantities of animals, vegetables, tubers, fruits and nuts…  at least on Thanksgiving.

Saturday Matinee – Flight of the Irish, The Dead South & The Beat Farmers

Flight delays happen, so Daoirí Farrell, Geoff Kinsella and Robbie Walsh made the most of it.

The Dead South knows how to make a viral video. (Here’s a slightly different version.)

So The Weasel called up last weekend, said Wildcat loves The Beat Farmers, but he’d lost the bootleg CD I sent him decades ago, and decades ago I told him to go buy his own copies. I hadn’t listened to the Beat Farmers in a long while, but this is what I remember: Their albums were great and they were a fun bar band.

The audio’s good, video’s crappy and skips occasionally, but the 1984 vibe is right there. If you can’t take the whole barrage, here’s my favorite.

There you go, Weez.

Have a great weekend, see y’all back here tomorrow rain or shine.

Daylight Savings Hot Links

Sometimes I Google random words, like Dog Pumpkin Apple, and I learn stuff.

This virtual shark tank is realistic. Check out this guy’s reaction. More info & vids here.

I can recite all the digits in the number Pi: 0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 , 6, 7, 8 & oh crap. Wait. I got it. 9. Meanwhile, this guy memorized and recited 22,514 digits of Pi in order in only five hours and nine minutes on 14 March 2004.  Daniel Tammet thinks in colors and shapes.

“Triggered” amused me. Cultural appropriation indeed.

Take off your tighty-whities and bury ’em. Dig ’em up two months later and they’ll reveal how fertile the *ahem* soil is. TRUE.

Buddy Hackett tells The Duck Joke.

The Medusa Guitar is an absurd absurdity.

Check out these Vietnamese Water Puppets [via].

One Of These Days other folks’ blogs we link to are gonna link back, but I’m not holding my breath. 😀

[Top image from here.]

Saturday Matinee – Nate Smith, Justin Johnson & Ry Cooder

Nate Smith jams it. Betcha can’t spot the mistake.

Seems I heard Justin Johnson before, but only accidentally. Sure, it’s a compilation vid, but that there is some righteous awesome. Reminds me of this guy:

Ry Cooder took the slide guitar and shoved it right though my temporal lobes with his 1987 album “Get Rhythm.” It’s a must-have if you like Swamp Rock.

Have a great weekend, folks. See you tomorrow when the time is right.

Saturday Matinee – Tennessee Whiskey, The Spunyboys & Fats Domino

Dad sings Chris Stapleton‘s R&B version of David Allen Coe‘s take on Linda Hargrove‘s “Tennessee Whiskey” in a parking lot. Awesome. Yeah, it went viral some time ago, but it’s still a good-un.

The Spunyboys rock.

R.I.P. Antoine Dominique “Fats” Domino Jr. [1928-2017]. He was the greatest Country/Blues/R&B/Rock and Roll crossover recording artist ever, and he influenced generations with his easily recognized voice and rolling piano style.

Have a greats weekend, folks. Be back here tomorrow for stuff.

Saturday Matinee – How to Relax with your Dog, John Lee Hooker with Bonnie Raitt & Southside Johnny

I don’t normally post Twitter vids, but that amused me. Sound up, click play.

Awesome happened in 1994, at Santa Barbara California. Bonnie Raitt meets John Lee Hooker.

By the late 1970s, rock music was in the doldrums, the pits. Almost everything seemed to be corporate-marketing-department-formula-driven-pre-packaged-garbage, and much of it sounded the same. There was so much over-produced audio drek, I started going retro. Then this song hit me, and I liked the vibe.

Sure, Southside Johnny & The Asbury Jukes spun off from Springsteen’s fame, but I liked them better because they got less radio play.

Have a great weekend, folks. Be back here tomorrow for more stuff.

P.S. We filed a complaint with the WordPress peeps about auto-play advertisements and got a positive response. They asked for a screencap of the offending ad, so I sent one. Let’s see what they do with it.

The Blasters

The Blasters. I saw them in the early 1980s at The Whiskey. They opened for The Fabulous Thunderbirds, who opened for some other band. Those two bands left little else to say, and I honestly can’t remember who the headliner was.

[Image found here.]