Guaranteed to make you smile. [Found here.]
Go find your 3D red/blue glasses for this one (or turn off the 3D and watch the 2D version).
Roots reggae with The Mighty Diamonds, live at Channel 1 in Kingston, Jamaica. Nice harmonies.
The Skatalites‘ classic “Simmer Down,” has great audio but a so-so video. So what, I like it.
And we’ll wrap up this babozo with The Supersuckers‘ “Born With A Tail.” (Some NSFK language.)
Have a great weekend, folks, and be back here tomorrow for more fun stuffage.
To all readers of Tacky Raccoons who have Utoobage accounts:
Please capture and repost these. They’ve been blocked and vaporized before, but they should be available to everyone, if only because they’re so entirely awesome.
The Pyramids’ 1958 hit “Hot Dog Dooly Wah” is a favorite around here.
Dion DiMucci trashed a slut and everyone heard.
The Mills Brothers‘ “Till Then” is a classic.
Zappa’s Black Napkins.
And with that, I’m outta here. Have a great weekend, folks.
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Let’s get this one out of the way first. State of the art physics demonstration explores and remedies a common benign malady known as “poop splash.” [via].
Leave It To Beaver Beaver Beaver…
The Ramones’ “She’s The One.” Great stuff. I never understood why they never had a top 40 hit.
The Dave Clark Five‘s 1964 cover of The Contours‘ classic “Do You Love Me” is almost better than the original. (Note that I said “almost.”)
Yeah. I miss it, too.
That makes five, and with that we’re out. Have a great weekend, folks.
Since I embarrassed myself by admitting that I was clueless about “Tank Girl,” maybe this will make up for it. Here’s the movie trailer, featuring Lori Petty and Malcom McDowell.
Tribute to the Hammond B3 Organism Part 1. (Parts 2 & 3 here and here.)
That’s Tom Waits‘ “Jockey Full Of Bourbon” from 1986. I’ve posted “Downtown Train” before and I’m not ashamed to repost it either.
Best comment on the Utoobage for that vid:
“This somehow makes Rod Stewart suck even more.”
Fishbone‘s “Cholly.” Years ago I mentioned to Birdman that I’d like to attend a Fishbone show. He responded, “No you don’t.” Birdman is savvy.
Neil Young in Japan, 2001. Country Dick Montana took that song and did it better, IMO.
Five videos makes the nut, and with that, we’re out. Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll be back here tomorrow for more fun.
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.
From Popular Science for October, 1937.
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I miss Drive-Ins. Let me rephrase that – I miss the memories of Drive-Ins. No, let’s try it again – I miss my false memories of Drive-Ins. For the most part Drive-Ins sucked donkeys.
Cold nights, steamed up windows, a full cooler of cheapo beer with crappy movies. Speakers that hung on the driver’s side window that played static in mono, and a whiny date who just wanted to go home because she was freezing and couldn’t stand my buddy in the back seat with his cold whiny date. Because of that, “Flesh Gordon” was one of my least favorite movies of all time.
Once I hid in the trunk with Danny Rat The Dirty White to get in free, getting CO poisoning, watching the B-movie double feature in a lawn chair with warm beer and a pounding headache. Yeah, fun times.
Years later a bunch of us piled into Pecker Pete’s van and went to a multi-screen Drive-In. By then the crappy speakers had been replaced with an antenna clip, so you could listen to the movie over AM radio on your own speakers.
Pecker didn’t have a radio, but at least one of us had seen each of the flicks. We parked in the middle of the lot and watched five movies at once, providing our own narration. The chicks dug it.
I don’t miss Drive-In theaters at all, except for when I do.
Air Swimmers
“Jaws” in 60 seconds. Duh du duh du duh du…
The Sonics were definitely proto punk. “Psycho” from 1965.
Petty Booka featuring Petty and Booka. Nice harmonies with ukes.
Here’s The Grateful Dead’s version of Sam Cooke‘s “Let The Good Times Roll.”
End of summer back to school kinda music. Have a great Labor Day Weekend, folks, and be back tomorrow for more fun.
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