The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence. Great song and great movie.
That’s how teenagers danced to The Reflections in 1964. Meanwhile Aretha Franklin was crankin’ out this:
Have a great weekend, folks, and if you have a minute, tweet #FreeStacy. He’s a good guy who’s done nothing wrong.
Lake Superior pwns the ice [via].
13 February 2016
“Lake Superior put on a dramatic show with her recent ice in Duluth, Minnesota.
[…]
The seemingly endless ice sheets broke into large plates and stacked on shore, sounding much like breaking glass. The ice thickness ranged from about 1/4″ to about 3″ thick.”
Room Full Of Blues (AKA The Institute of Awesome). They’ve been around for decades and don’t get half the respect they deserve. I heard them live in the ’80s and my ears are still ringing.
How ’bout some Magic Slim? Nice bad boy groove, that.
Buddy Guy coached a young prodigy on stage, and displayed no condescension whatsoever. What a class act.
Have a great weekend, folks. Be back here to tomorrow, because I said so.
Arthur “Big Boy” Crudup (1905-1974) recorded “That’s All Right” in 1946, and was dubbed “The Father of Rock and Roll.” Crudup spent his life as a farmer and a moonshiner, and although a talented bluesman from Mississippi, he received few if any royalties for his songs that were covered by many, including Elvis Presley, Elton John and Rod Stewart. Crudup got chumped by the recording industry, and eventually went Galt – he decided that if he couldn’t get a piece of the action, why record at all.
1946 was the same year Pee Wee King recorded the classic “Tennessee Waltz.” (I wasn’t anywhere near being born then. The first version I remember was by Spike Jones and His City Slickers, and I wasn’t born then either, but I got a 45rpm copy, and here’s the flip side.)
Here’s The Duprees‘ version of “You Belong To Me,” and the song is not about slavery.
Nice blues rock jam from husband & wife team known as The Tedeschi Trucks Band.
That’s a wrap for this edition of the Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend folks.
How to make a leatherbound journal and then throw it into the fireplace.
On Monday 25 January 2016 Awesome happened. Bob Newhart called in to the Tim Conway Jr. show on KFIAM640. Here’s Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 & Part 4.
This is the greatest radio theme song ever.
Here’s the original Timmy Time Song.
The Bodysnatchers‘ ska cover of “Too Experienced” is very pretty.
Expand your emoticon vocabulary. Why type 😛 when you can type <°)))))>< ? Expand your emoticon vocabulary here.
I don’t know who thinks painted eyebrows are attractive, but the top image is from here.
The Ghost of Sam Cooke lives, and Nathaniel Rateliff and the Night Sweats prove it. Let the good times roll.
The late Amy Winehouse did an interesting cover of Sam Cooke’s “Cupid.” What a talented mess she was.
The Contours knew how to dance a love song.
That’ll do it for a St. Valentine’s Day Eve edition of the Saturday Matinee. See you back here tomorrow, lovers.
Mississippi Fred McDowell‘s version of Bukka White‘s “Shake ‘Em On Down.” (This version is hot, too.)
Roscoe Holcomb plays “Graveyard Blues.” Pure Appalachian finger style guitar. So where can we go from here? Oh wait. I know.
The Dixie Hummingbirds are one of the greatest soul Gospel groups ever, with a track record dating to 1928. We’re all on God’s Radar whether you accept it or not, and that’s a wrap for this edition of the Saturday Matinee.
Love Bugs in 1912 Moscow. [via]
„Digi Fonful” ieste un instrument muzical inventat de Ştefan Popescu, fost concurent la „Românii au talent .În ciuda numelui, instrumentul nu are nicio componentă digitală. Digi Fonful, care seamănă cu un fluier, este făcut să cânte cu ajutorul unui deget introdus într-un capăt al intrumentului şi al aerului suflat printr-un orificiu.În clipul de mai sus îl puteţi vedea pe cel mai mare „virtuoz” al Digi Fonfului, Ştefan Popescu, în acţiune.
Well, duh. [via]
Buddy Guy from February 2015, pushing 80 years at the time of that interview. He always looked like he had fun playing, as he did in this 1989 vid with Stevie Ray Vaughan:
That wraps it up for this edition of the Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend, and we’ll have more fun tomorrow.
One of my favorite Eagles songs. I played that record so much you could see daylight through the grooves. R.I.P Glenn Frey.
The Eagles made me a bluegrass fan with “Midnight Flyer.”
Another favorite from that same album was “Ol’ 55.” It was years later that I found out it was written by Tom Waits.
Head down, chin up, and have a great weekend, folks.
Why A Pair of Pants?
“Pants” is an abbreviation for “Pantaloons,” originally a two-piece garment, with one sleeve for each leg, both tied around the waist. The codpiece was a polite, yet not-so-polite, appurtenance. Pantaloons (with or without codpieces) were a hit in France in the late 1600s. What a surprise.
The word “pantaloons” comes from the French pantalon, derived from Italian pantalone, named after San Pantalone, aka Saint Pantaleone, aka Saint Panteleímon.
That guy was pretty cool. He practiced medicine until he became a Faith Healer and was accused of witchcraft in 305AD. He survived being set on fire with torches, being dipped in molten lead, tied to a rock and thrown into the sea, fed to wild animals, torn apart on the rack, and a beheading. He freed a bunch of slaves, too. Once he agreed that beheading was usually lethal, he was beheaded a second time and he died.
But that’s not all.
In the Middle Ages he came to be regarded as the patron saint of physicians and midwives. A phial containing some of his blood has been preserved at Constantinople; on his Feast Days (he scored three – 27 July, 28 July, and 18 February) his blood boils. Pure awesome.
The origin of the taunt “Liar, liar, pants on fire!” is related.
Straatsen in the Netherlands [via].
Hexaflexigon burrito. Do it. Eat it.
Some of these DIY illusions are cool.
RHNB = Red Hot Nickel Ball. Nice video collection by a guy who knows what to do with one.
El Niño – He’s a-comin’ ta gitcha, and Google Maps has you covered.
We’ve all seen ’em. They’re called dickheads.
Don’t do this [via].
Do this instead. [Top image screen-capped from that video and doctored a tad.]
[Update: Added the Epilogue to the St. Pantaleone saga.]
Pink Floyd. In the rain. Wish you were here.
Tanya – Violin & Skates
Dorise – Guitar
Nathan – Tenor Banjo
Syd Barrett – Muse
Sometimes the Utoobage is great, sometimes it fails, but it still amazes me. I was looking for a live video of Robert Cray‘s “I Wonder,” but no dice. I’ll post this one anyway because it’s so sad and purty.
Lookout. The Prom Queen’s got a gun, and ya’ll better not call her a Prom Queen because Samantha Fish is gonna jam it down your throat, and here’s proof.
Have a great weekend, folks, see you tomorrow for more stuff.
Tacky Raccoons 