Have a happy 4th, and if you do the splody things, may you have the same number of fingers tomorrow – your hair will grow back, but they won’t. For those in the BBQ and beer crowd, here are some random tunes from the archives in no particular order.
[Caveat: I don’t own the copyrights to any of the recordings. They are presented here for entertainment purposes only.]
The Cry Of The Wild Goose, Frankie Laine (1950) The wild goose nose song scored No. 1 on Billboard’s most played by deejays list in 1950, the third of Laine’s three consecutive No. 1 hits of that year.
Couldn’t save this for the Saturday Matinee post for obvious reasons.
The video is the full album; click the forward buttons to find your favorite.
More about Gary, aka Gary Solo, aka Dr. Gary Soloman here.
[h/t Pam M. via FB.]
OMC (Ōtara Millionaires Club) was an Aukland NZ success story until the premature deaths of Phil Fuemana in 2005 and his brother, frontman Pauly Fuemana, in January 2010.
[h/t Tony McG. for indirectly reminding me of the song.]
Three day weekend is here, don’t forget what Memorial Day is all about, and we’ll see you tomorrow at the usual place (porch) at the usual time (porch thirty).
Dubbed The World’s Greatest Two Person Rock ‘N’ Roll Ensemble, Flavia & Martin Couri, aka The Fabulous Courettes, are proof that Phil Spector lives.
Castro Coleman, aka Mr. Sipp is smooth. A recipient of many prestigious awards, Castro was the first bluesman to have his handprint inducted into the Wall of Fame in Fredrikshavn, Denmark.
The master of roots blues slide guitar, Ry Cooder gets all swampy whenever he wants to, and that’s fine with me. Mo swampy mo betta.
Yep, another week has gone by and I don’t miss it already. See you back here tomorrow at whenever o’clock sharp.