Saturday Matinee – Swamp Rock, Ben E. King, Boz & Anson

I love this. Swamp rock with the most bizarre low budget video I’ve run across (found here) and it’s not even Cajun.

The video for The Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band‘s new song Clap Your Hands was shot in one day in a barn in Indiana. All of the dancers, artists, freaks, weirdos, cowboys, kids, donkeys, bunko steerers, chickens, and regular folks, who are all Hoosiers, all volunteered their time and talent because they believed in the song and the band. The video was directed/produced by the acclaimed music video producer Kevin Custer (Lil Wayne, Soldja Boy, Flogging Molly) who remarked the day of the shoot, it would have cost a fortune to get all of these props back in NYC. To which The Rev. Peyton replied, These arent props they are just crap you find in a barn!

Ben E. King‘s great song as performed by a variety of performers. [Tip o’ the Tarboosh to Leeuna for posting it.]

Cbullitt tossed this one into the comments section a few days ago, and now I have new respect for Boz Scaggs. Here he is with Anson Funderburgh and an allstar lineup, including Blue Lou Marini.

Have a big ‘ol honkin’ great weekend folks.

Saturday Matinee – Laurie, Suzanne & Joanne

The always odd Laurie Anderson can’t pronounce the Espaniel worth a Me Air Duh, but she’s entertaining in her own way.

I was gonna segue into Suzanne Vega, but I forgot how depressing her songs were. So then I looked for Suzy Bogguss, and remembered that I’d already covered her on an earlier Saturday Matinee Post.

So I’m thinking of Suzanne songs and decided to  go with Michael Nesmith’s “Joanne”  because it rhymes. But there are no decent vids on the Utoobage that do justice for the ex-Monkee’s greatest hit, except for this:

Meanwhile, here’s Joanne’s greatest hit. Have a great weekend folks.

It’s Always Something.

So there you are minding your own business at the bottom of the ocean, when some pufferhead stumbles by and completely blows your cover. It’s enough to piss you off.

Well, what can you do? You’re just a kickass bitchin’ mussel-eatin’ limb-regeneratin’ starfish, with no eyes, no ears and no brain, and you crap through your feet. Yeah, run away while I’m talking to you, woosfish. Face it, you can’t even gripe about it because you don’t even have a Facebook account.

Loser.

[Video found here. Crossposted here.]

Saturday Matinee – American Dialects, W.C. Clark & the Fabulous Thunderbirds

American regional dialects are curious, and when I hear one I haven’t heard in a while I try to identify where the speaker grew up. If you listen closely, you can hear the ancestral accents and phrasing as well: English to the north, Scottish and Irish to the south. As for me, I have no accent, but Mrs. Strutts says I do… I sound a lot like central Ohio mixed with some faint Texan stuff. (Here’s a simple online test if you’re curious what accent mix you have.)

W.C. Clark backed by The Fabulous Thunderbirds, and featuring Angela Strehli is an awesome mix of Texas blues. Never heard of W.C. Clark? Try this:

Yep, that’s Stevie Ray Vaughan with W.C. Clark. Next question?

Saturday Matinee – Hambone & Hoodlin’, John Mayall & Captain Beefheart

“Learn that you’ll be goodndave.” Now google “eefing.”

Although Jimmy Riddle was one of the last great Eeefers, the Nashville R&B TV show “Night Train” once featured Joe Perkins‘ “Little Eeefin’ Annie.” Jimmy Riddle was the background “eeefer,” and Perkins lip synched it.

Later on, Jimmy Riddle explained it. [Related post, featuring the Hambone Boys, here.] Now, let’s clear the air a tad, with this:

Yep, that’s the great John Mayall. He kicks it at about 1:50 in. Not exactly hambone or hoodlin’ but he’s got it down. Have a great weekend, folks, see you tomorrow.

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Whoa, hold the presses. Just found this excellent clip of  Captain Beefheart’s venture into R&B. Now we’re rollin’. Dim the lights, last song, slow dance, ladies’ choice.

Saturday Matinee – Fartin’ Dancin’ Dogs, Howlin’ Wolf, CTA, RLJ,


My dog used to fart, look at me and leave, but of course that’s exactly what I did to him. Dogs are goofy, but they’re not stupid.


TechnoDog is techno.

Howlin’ Wolf, linked from here. He sang HARD.

Wowie zowie. Chicago Transit Authority, live in Japan in 1972 with crappy video gimmicks. Chicago was talented and underrated, but at least they brought horns back into rock and roll.  Later on, they became just another run-of-the-mill sappy woosband. Instead of this excellent jam…

…we ended up with “If you leave me now you’ll leave the very best part of me — oooOOOOhhno, baby please don’t go” garbage. Fuldkommen Gak.


Ricki Lee Jones got me going in the early 80’s with such a sultry sleazy hip coolness. She could have had me cheap. Hell, she could have had me quack. She could have had me, but she threw it all away, and I never looked back.

Mason Reese’ Contribution to the World

Remember him?

Some folks just get better looking with age. According to Wikipuddlia:

“Mason Reese [45] is an owner of Paladar, a Pan-Latino restaurant located in Manhattan’s Lower East Side. He opened an establishment named “Destination Bar and Grille” located on Avenue A in the East Village.”

[Image from here.]

Saturday Matinee – Trib Cartoonists, String Bean, Doobies & Chet Atkins

1931 Cartoonists at the Trib. I love that style. [Found here.]

“Run Rabbit Run” by String Bean (aka David Akeman) the inventor of gangsta pants and sporting early metal makeup, playing with Lester Flat and Earl Scruggs. Akeman and his wife were murdered by burglars at their rural Tennessee home in 1973.

I’d forgotten about this song until I heard Bunkessa singing it. It reminds me of a high school roadtrip when Dave Borracho decided to relieve himself through the open rear window of Mike Pupshaw’s family station wagon and we learned about aerodynamics.

Chet Atkins was amazing. Here’s some chickin’ pickin’ on “Yakety Axe,” a riff on Boots Randolph’s classic, “Yakety Sax,” more commonly known as “The Benny Hill Theme Song.”

Have a good weekend, folks.

Happy Mothers Day

We’ll let you click on these for yourselves:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dLV0lI-5EBg&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q2EahleBOzg&NR=1

Meanwhile here’s one that’s  a little more appropriate:

Saturday Matinee – Gorey Castle, Stoner Records, Lion Paw Riddim, Count Basie, Ondřej Havelka

Gorey Castle Projection is awesome.

From 1979 comes this story about Rasta Records. Wonder how many stoners ruined their turntables trying to play them.

Nice groove that.

“Jumpin’ At The Woodside” was a CB tradmark, and the speed still amazes me. Here’s  a double shot of Count Basie, live from 1972.

From the Utoobage description: videoklip k písni Beat me, daddy, eight-to-the-bar, nalézt ho můžete na CD Nejlepší kusy z repertoiru Ondřeje Havelky a jeho Melody Makers. Have a great weekend, folks.