Folks, we had some odd computer problems today, so we had to throw this together at the last minute.
Hello Vancouver!
1965, Doug Sahm & the Sir Douglas Quintet.
1966 Yardbirds. That was the same year Dad bought a set of the World Book Encyclopedia. The cellophane inserts showing frog anatomy were very cool.
1967, crappy sound, but it’s the Blues Magoos.
1967, and Stephen Stills was only 22 in this video. I was into Big Daddy Roth and Mad Magazine. Oh, man. Seems like it was just February.
“The Dancing Venus of Galgenberg is unique. Her head and limbs are carefully depicted, and even accented with openings in the stone. Her left arm is raised with the hand behind the head. She stands with her weight resting insouciantly on one foot, and the right hand is placed on the hip. One breast is shown in profile, the other is carved in low relief. In my column, I drew attention to Betty Grable’s familiar pose.
“The Dancing Venus is no Mother Goddess. This is a chick with sex appeal. Cheesecake since the dawn of time.“
Really. Someone needs to get a life. Continue reading “Cheesecake from the Dawn of Time? Nah.”
Nas montanhas de Fafe, Portugal.
No Flintstone jokes please. Okay. Gimme Flinstone jokes anyway.
[Image via Uncertain Times.]
? 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!
Red attacks Green who attacks back, while both are under the control of Yellow without knowing it. Kinda like Rock-Paper-Scissors, with Paper in charge.
It’s a lot like politics. Red and Green are Democrats and Republicans, and Yellow stands for what passes for journalism these days.
[UPDATE: Here’s the bunny Necromancer referred to in the comments below.]
28 IF (or not).
Featuring “The Long and Winding Rowan.”
Beat the Meatles.
“For the Benefit of Mr. T, there will be a foo who see
dat we ain’t gonna take no mo’ dat jibba jabba
at Bishop’s Gate…”
“One Shlep Beyond…”
[.Gif from GrowABrain, others from here via AmyOops.]
Noodlin’ is catchin’ de fishes widdout dem bait in tackle. Feel ‘roun’ fo de ho in de mud, reach innan grab ‘im what dere. Justin Wilson be done do dat, too. Noah fence.
There are professional noodlers, and the good ones are missing fingers because snapping turtles nest the same way. (Once they got you, turtles won’t let go.)
Then there’s this. It’s cool, too, except for that giggle at the end.
[Aussie friend Phil phound the catfish catch. Chair kick found at Arbroath.]
Lookee here folks… this particular post has no theme, so it makes complete sense to post a coupla completely unrelated videos here.
“The Commitments” was a very underrated movie about a bunch of Irish misfits that came together with a love for 1960’s American R&B and pulled it off before self-destructing. Put it on your “must rent” list if you’ve not seen it.
Here’s the real deal that’s too hot to handle and too cold to hold: The Wicked Wilson Pickett’s “Land of 1000 Dances.”
Otis Redding followed in Wilson’s footsteps. Here’s “Try A Little Tenderness.” Look for Steve Cropper, Duck Dunn, Al Jackson and Booker T. Jones (Booker T. & the M.G.’s) backing him up.
Classic Ramones song, “I Don’t Wanna Grow Up,” as performed by Tom Waits:
Classic Tom Waits song, “I Don’t Wanna Grow Up,” as performed by the Ramones:
If I had to pick the only song that I was allowed to listen to for the rest of my life, this wouldn’t be it. Both versions might make my top 500, though.
P.S. Tom Waits wrote it.
[1st link via LGF. ]
While you all are waiting patiently for me to get my act together, here’s a little traveling music to entertain you while the web bots try to nail me for copyright infringement.
Tacky Raccoons 