Category: Saturday Matinee

Saturday Matinee: ?, Frank, James, Tina, plus Booker, Steve & Duck

? and the Mysterians’ “96 Tears” was a classic. Rudy “?” Martinez (vocals), Bobby Balderrama (guitar), Frank Rodriquez (organ), Frank Lugo (bass) and Eddie Serrato (drums) were from Saginaw Michigan, according to BillBoard’s Top Pop Singles (which categorizes them as a punk band — go figger).

I learned “Question Mark’s” real name years ago from a black girl who played bass left-handed without re-stringing.  She said her mom went to school with him.

I’m embarrassed to even include this clip of “The Riddler” from the obnoxious Batman TV series.  Okay, no I’m not.  Deal with it.  Frank Gorshin was the best as the Riddler, but even I didn’t make it through this clip.  Lemme know how it comes out.

Frank Gorshin plays chicken in the 1956 movie “Hot Rod Girl.”

Okay, let’s drop this hot rod question mark stuff right now. Gonna have a SHINDIG!

Oh, man, this is a load o’ gold raised from the pits of hits, so hold on to your stax o’ wax and move to the groove of SHINDIG!  Good God!  Too hot to handle and too cold to hold, so cash in this golden goodie for a Woodie, ’cause here’s a sample o’ soul times infinity! If you don’t know who’s playin’, then I’m not sayin’!  ROLL IT!

Saturday Matinee: Gone With The Wind

Necessary? Yes. Fun? Ditto. Sophomoric humor? You betcha.

Here’s another blast from the past…

Cap’n Kirk steps on a duck.

This guy is amazing. Prolly retired and living off of royalties by now.

I’m gonna leave you with this related video. Gotta go open a window. Later.

Saturday Matinee: You Don’t Own Me, Johnny. Don’t You Know It’s the End of the World, Baz?

I don’t own Leslie Gore. She owned me up until I saw her hairdo and horseface. Bunky just sealed his eyeballs shut and listened.

I remember hearing this on the battery powered transistor radio I got for Christmas that I hid under my pillow, and Skeeter Davis sounded so purty. She’s another one who had a great voice and a bad hairdo. (I’d never seen her until a few minutes ago, but I was in love with her when I was about 8.)

Then there’s k.d. lang. Just ’cause she gotta big caboose and a butch haircut doesn’t mean I don’t like her music.

And then there’s poor Baz. [Tip o’ the tarboosh to Phil. He says it’s been around for a few years, and somehow he knew that I’d like it by saying so on his Blog From Down Under.]

Speaking of Down Under, some time ago, when WordPress was revamping it’s vamps, I was unable to add the video above to this post. Found a new link for it by accident, so here it is.

Saturday Matinee: This is a Test

The nice folks at WordPress decided to challenge us by revamping the way we normally create posts. Looks like it has some new bells and whistles that are kinda cool, like being able to post archived videos without having to upload them to the Utoobage, but it won’t let me do it for some reason. Ditto music. So I decided to link to a video on the Utoobage, like I have in the past, and this is all I get:

The Last Shot

It’s a link to the Utoobage alright, but you can’t see it on the post itself. This is not good and I hope the nice folks at WordPress resolve this annoyance. I guess I shouldn’t complain… after all, their website hosting is free [LIKE BLOGGER.com].

Please bear with me for the next few days. As y’all know, this site updates daily, but with my current workload I may have to skip a day now and then. Don’t worry, Tacky Raccoons isn’t going away, but it might move.

Your Pal, Bunk

 

Saturday Matinee: You are a Fluke. OK Go. I Do.

Here’s a National Lampoon classic, Deteriorata, updated with a slide show. And since you were wondering, Bunk’s God is both a hairy thunderer AND a cosmic muffin.

Here at TR we like the Odd, the Unusual, and the unrecognizable green stuff in the back of the refrigerator that controls the light.

Once in a while the O and U both jump up to bite us in the crackerbockles when we least expect it. Miss Bunkessa Strutts found this gem, and while the song is not remarkable, the video is clever, as are the other videos seeping from the cranial orifices of the band known as “OK GO.”

Enough of that. Back in the middle of the plastic band war years, this one stood out. Here’s the J.Geils Band c.1983 doing a cover of the Marvelow‘s 1965 hit “I Do” with Peter Wolf and Magic Dick presiding. Hope you like it.

[No linkoids? Try here, here and here.]

Saturday Matinee: Animations and Stuff

Russian compilation of animations done with Post-It Notes and a nice dixieland/ska soundtrack. What more do you need?

[Found via X-Blog. If it doesn’t play, go here.]

[If it doesn’t play, go here.]

Nice collection of odd and excellent .gif animations set to someone’s idea of music. The music fits, though. (Some parts are PG-13, might disturb some of the younger folks. Ay cuidado.)

[And if this one doesn’t play, go here.]

Hullaballoo–1960’s television at it’s worst and best. Cameras always focused on the dopeydancers, while the band of the minute (in this case, THE YARDBIRDS, covering Muddy Waters‘ “Mannish Boy.”) were trapped on a closet-sized stage lip-synching to their latest 45rpm hawk job. This band of the minute was way ahead of their time.

[If THAT one doesn’t play, go here.]

The YardBirds were covering Muddy Waters, just like every other British Invasion band, including the Stones.

Saturday Matinee: Animals + Tobacco Road = ?

This video, related to yesterday’s monkey taunting .gif post, is better with the sound off.

On the other hand, this video, that’s been around for a while is still amazing, and better with the sound up.

More Animals. Here’s Eric Burdon (from Newcastle-upon-Tyne, England) with “Tobacco Road” from1966(?).

Okay, I meant here’s the Nashville Teens (from Weybridge, Surrey, England) with “Tobacco Road” from 1964. Drummer Barry Jenkins joined the Animals in 1966.

Okay, I really meant, here’s the Edgar Winter Band (from Beaumont, Texas, England) with “Tobacco Road” from 1974(?).

Okay, what I really, really meant is: here’s Lou Rawls (from Chicago, England) with “Tobacco Road,” first recorded in 1963.

Enough animalia with nicotiana rural routes for now. Come back tomorrow for more fun.

Saturday Matinee: Donuts!

Eh, go for it. Not impressed. Well, okay I am impressed. Kinda. Or maybe VERY. This guy is THE SKIDMASTER! It’s also no surprise that THE SKIDMASTER is a spokesman for Pirelli… (Sure, D. White set the local record for fastest time drifting sideways down Montgomery Road in the “Blue Goose” in 1975, but he was on ice.)

Looks like the horse is having fun with it, too.

Here’s proof that if you eat a donut, you will be happy, and if you don’t, you will die.

“Donut Song” by Teo Peralez. Sounds like he coulda been a Ramone except for playing acoustic git-fiddle…

[2nd clip from here. The other videoids were found on the YouToobage with a simple search of “Donut.”]

Saturday Matinee: “What the Duck?”

Waddlin’, waddlin’, waddlin’, Though the pond is coddlin’
Keep them duckies waddlin’, Raw Duck!
Rain and wind and weather, Hell-bent in feather,
Wishin’ my gal was by my side.
All the things I’m missin’, Good vittles, love, and kissin’,
Are waiting at the end of my ride.

Cull ’em out, pluck ’em off, pluck ’em off, cull ’em out
Cull ’em out, pluck ’em off, Raw Duck

Dress ’em up, lay ’em down, lay ’em down, baste ’em up
Make sure the oven’s preheated to 375 because no one likes

Raw Duck!

from arbroath.blogspot.co posted with vodpod

Being a duckboy is hard work. Here’s more proof:

This Duck needs no introduction:

Finally, here’s an Odd Duck. Democrat presidential candidate and zen master, Alaska’s former Senator Mike Gravel has the most bizarre political non-political ad I’ve ever seen, and it creeps me out a little:

We assume the message is “Don’t mess with Gravel. He’ll mess up your pond reflections.”

Saturday Matinee: The Gullible and the Hustlers

Penn & Teller are national treasures, and I’d post more from their cable show (“That’s B.S.“) except for some unnecessary language. This one has “a-h” in it, but otherwise it’s a great example of how gullible some folks can be. [More information about the dangerous substance described in the video may be found here.]

This clip’s from the British show “The Real Hustle.” It shows that anyone who even thinks of trying to beat 3-Card Monte is gullible and then some.

Here’s the original Monte, with the same outcome. I suggest if you see these betting scams that you run away quickly… you can lose just by watching. And if you think you’ve got the talent to run the game yourself, your health insurance better be paid up. Harry Anderson’s book “Games You Can’t Lose” is a pretty good exposé of scams like these also.

Lastly, here’s Paul Newman, Jackie Gleason, George C. Scott, in 1961’s “The Hustler.”

P.S. If you thought you were gonna hear “The Hustle” on this website, well, um, you can find that annoying song on your own.

[The Caption Contest is still open. And TackyRaccons was nominated for the iBlogCup again for January. Vote for the underdogs, and vote for TR here.]