Sometimes the Utoobage is great, sometimes it fails, but it still amazes me. I was looking for a live video of Robert Cray‘s “I Wonder,” but no dice. I’ll post this one anyway because it’s so sad and purty.
Lookout. The Prom Queen’s got a gun, and ya’ll better not call her a Prom Queen because Samantha Fish is gonna jam it down your throat, and here’s proof.
Have a great weekend, folks, see you tomorrow for more stuff.
This one’s a jawdropper. Samantha Fish kills it on a 4-string cigar box guitar. From Wiki:
During the summer of 2013, Fish was called up on stage to play with a skeptical Buddy Guy who was so impressed with her playing on the guitar, he declared with a beaming smile to his audience, “When this kind of shit happens, I’ll play all night!”
Let’s wrap it up with some Satchmo. This 1933 version of “Dinah” was some great jump blues.
Have a great weekend and we’ll roll again tomorrow.
The history of Samhain (aka All Hallow’s Eve, aka Halloween) is interesting, and despite what some claim (that it’s “The Devil’s Holiday”) it’s actually the opposite. Check this out.
But that’s not what we’re here for, and we’re not here to post Bobby Pickett‘s “Monster Mash” either even though Leon Russell played on that recording according to Wiki.
Nice try, Bobby, but that sucked donkeys. Ted Cassidy did it right.
So how do we wrap up this Halloween vid post? How ’bout some Tom Waits?
Yeah, when the kids were tads, we’d do up the front stoop right, with spiderwebs, pumpkins that made little kids cry and dogs bark, and blast Tom Waits and Mickey Hart’s Planet Drum cassettes on a boom box that could be heard for blocks. Fun times.
Have a safe Samhain, All Hallow’s Eve, and Halloween, folks. Be back tomorrow for El Día de los Muertos.
BTW, Vladimir Putin can go to hell and take the KGB and Pravda with him. [Related post here.]
1969 jazz classic by pianist Les McCann and saxophonist Eddie Harris has staying power. The music was great and the lyrics are relevant today, but with a different meaning.
I was at a stop light recently and a 1970 convertible Mustang pulled up cranking some awesome.
I hollered at the graybeard, “WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?”
He yelled back, “ALVIN LEE!“
Ten Years After, recorded live: 4 August 1975 – Winterland (San Francisco, CA).
Have a great weekend, folks, we’ll be back tomorrow despite the heat and the traffic.