Posts Tagged ‘Retro’

Flogging someone with a dead pig really wasn’t my idea. Honest.

Thursday, 8 September 2016

Pig Flogging

Dude’s strong as hell, but she’s still got the gun, and the Creepy Red Cabinet isn’t entirely innocent either. Who wears a turquoise jacket with yellow pants and blue shoes, anyway? I think that was her idea.

[Found here.]

Saturday Matinee – I Dig Safety, I Feel Like Saying a Beatnik Poem & Tom Waits

Saturday, 3 September 2016

This is the way it is, baby. I Dig Safety, and it’s about time you paid attention to it. Don’t let the title fool you; this could save your life, and it’s got a cool hip soundtrack with bongos, courtesy of Xerox [1969].

The Utoobage description sums it up: “A great clip from the 1958 teen B movie High School Confidential. This clip features Phillipa Fallon as a beat poetess. That’s Uncle Fester, AKA Jackie Coogan on piano behind her. Turn your eyes inside and dig the vacuum.” Here’s the whole awesome [via]:

High School Drag

My old man was a bread stasher all his life.
He never got fat. He wound up with a used car,
a 17 inch screen and arthritis.

Tomorrow is a drag, man.
Tomorrow is a king sized bust.

They cried ‘put down pot,’ ‘don’t think a lot,’ for what?
Time, how much? And what to do with it.

Sleep, man, and you might wake up digging the whole
human race giving itself three days to get out.

Tomorrow is a drag, pops, the future is a flake.

I had a canary who couldn’t sing.
I had a cat who let me share my pad with her.
I bought a dog that killed the cat who ate the canary.
What is truth?

I had an uncle with an ivy league card.
He had a life with a belt in the back.
He had a button-down brain.
Wind up a belt in the mouth with a button-down lip.

We cough blood on this earth.
Now there’s a race for space.
We can cough blood on the moon soon.

Tomorrow’s dragsville, cats.
Tomorrow is a king size drag.

Tool a fast shore, swing with a gassy chick.
Turn on to a thousand joys.
Smile on what happened, or check what’s going to happen,
You’ll miss what’s happening.
Turn your eyes inside and dig the vacuum.

Swing For A Crime is a great compilation of hep cat music interspersed with audio snippets from B-movie suspense thrillers (including the distinctive voice of Lee Marvin hollering “Oh you pig! You lyin’ pig!” from the 1953 movie The Big Heat). I have it on vinyl.

The only performer I know of that was able to recreate the hep cat beatnik persona successfully is Tom Waits.

Have a great Labor Day Weekend, folks.

[Yeah, I fixed it, and I know it’s not Memorial Day Weekend. That’s what happens when you realize it’s almost midnight and you’ve been messing around too much on Twitter to post anything coherently. –Bunk]

The .Gif Friday Post No. 450 – Dance Hard

Friday, 2 September 2016

Dance Hard 19

Dance Hard 25

Dance Hard 31

I modified the top one a tad, second one was cropped and culled for size (they’re all way too skinny in the meat department, but the one on the left rocks). Third is pure awesome. Anyone who’s been to Seattle knows that everyone there dances that way.

[Found  here, here and here. More Dance Hard .gifs in our archives.]

Saturday Matinee – Heavy Slabs in Tasmania, Puddles Painting Party, Manualist Extraordinaire & Fishbone

Saturday, 27 August 2016

August 2016 – “Tasmania’s most famous wave comes to life to launch the Australian winter with a roar. When the southern hemisphere starts to rumble and shake under the weight of wild winter weather, The Stern, out there on the south-eastern tip of Tasmania, bears the full brunt of the conditions.”

[Found here.]

Found here. Yeah, it’s cool for the first minute or so, but hey. I’d rather watch this guy’s stuff.

Dude is awesome.

One of my all time ska favorites. Fishbone kicks it in 2013.

Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll see what happens tomorrow.

Manual / Automatic Wall-Mounted WTF

Tuesday, 23 August 2016

Automatic WTF Automatic WTF 2

I want one.

[Found here.]

Sometimes all you need is a counterspy outfit with an all-purpose gun and special equipment.

Monday, 22 August 2016

official-u-n-c-l-e-couterspy-outfit-packaging u-n-c-l-e-weapon special-equipment

“Okay, I need some bullet-shooting handcuffs, a bullet-shooting lighter, a bullet-shooting camera with 3 or 4 rolls of bullet-shooting film, a bullet-shooting WalkieTalkie, a bullet-shooting knife, and a bullet-shooting flat hand grenade. I’ll take that bullet-shooting mustache and the bullet-shooting beard, too. How much for the bullet-shooting missile grenade? Oh, and I’ll also need some bullet-shooting ammunition, then I’m good to go.”

–Bunk Strutts 10 years old.

[Images found here. ISIS has some of this stuff already.]

Saturday Matinee – “Olymic Sailing,” The Olympics & The Jive Five

Saturday, 20 August 2016

Oh yes he does, you Manc poofter. He knows exactly what he’s talking about. “Olymic” indeed.

The Olympics sounded like every other group that performed a Leiber & Stoller song and then faded away to oblivion, but they didn’t.  Let’s do the HullyGully.

The Jive Five did a song called “Hully-Gully Callin’ Time” that was cool, but this was probably their biggest hit.

Her name was Suki, his name was Jack or Bob or something. Yeah, I love that stuff, even if it’s a crappy video with poor sound quality.

Have a great weekend, folks. See you tomorrow, same Bunk Time, same Bunk Channel.

Eieren Blazen Oops

Monday, 8 August 2016

Lost Bridge

“Can I get a bridge for this shot?”

Yes, that’s a billiards table. No, they weren’t playing billiards, they were blowing eggs. In Amsterdam. The Amsterdammers blow eggs, and they call it Eieren Blazen.

[Image and story found here.]

Saturday Matinee – Brazil, The Olympics, Jackie Phelps & Jimmy Riddle, and Tuba Skinny

Saturday, 6 August 2016

I was looking for a live performance of “Brazil” (perhaps by Xavier Cugat) to commemorate the Competitions of the Grecian Gods, but instead we must settle for The Theme Song to Terry Gilliam’s Brazil as performed by Geoffrey Muldaur. He was famous for marrying Maria Grazia Rosa Domenica D’Amato who recorded some popular songs in 1973 about putting camels to bed, and another one about feeling her leg.

There’s no live performance for that one, so I looked for some more Olympics-themed stuff.

The Olympics sound a lot like another Lieber & Stoller product to me, but so what.

Yep. There be the Olympians of Eefin’ and Hambone, Jimmy Riddle & Jackie Phelps.

Let’s go back to Maria Grazia Rosa Domenica D’Amato (aka Maria Muldaur) and the leg feeling stuff. What a sultry voice.

This version by Tuba Skinny is a bit closer to Blue Lu Barker’s 1946 original.

Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll be back tomorrow with more stuff that’s too hot to handle and too cold to hold.

Saturday Matinee – Robin Trower, Procul Harum & Clarence Gatemouth Brown

Saturday, 30 July 2016

Robin Trower‘s album Bridge of Sighs was a gold record in 1974. (According to Trower, the title song was named for a racehorse that was named after il Ponte dei Sospiri).

Procul Harum in 2013(?) playing their 1967 hit “Whiter Shade of Pale,” featuring Gary Brooker, Keith Reid, Matthew Fisher, Robin Trower, Chris Copping.

Okay, the slow dance is over. Let’s crank it up.

Clarence Gatemouth Brown (1924-2005) burns through “Pressure Cooker” and “Up Jumped The Devil.” Amazing musician, and his 1981 album “Alright Again!” is one of my favorites.

Have a great weekend folks, wherever you are.


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