That’s a cover of one of the best songs of The Phil Spector Christmas Album from 1963, but it’s not Christmas until I hear Leroy Anderson‘s “Sleigh Ride” sung by The Ronettes.
This corrupted and irreverent version of the traditional song always amuses me even though the missus hates it.
Have a great weekend, folks, and I’ll make up for this later. Honest.
Roots music performer Justin Johnson plays an electrified custom cigar box diddley bow.
Luna Lee plays Elmore James on the gayageum [found via].
The Kim Wilson Blues All-Stars. Jump to 08:20 for an impromptu jam.
Here’s some heavy duty swamp rock. Although Patrick Sweany is from Ohio, he stomps it with “Every Gun.” Zach Setchfield on guitar, Ron Eoff (?!) on bass and Dillon Napier on drums.
That should make the nut for this edition of The Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend, folks. See you tomorrow.
Rosemary Clooney looked into the eyes.
Topless Ladies With Dice On Their Heads.
Terry Gilliam talks about the Monty Python animations that were scrapped, featuring the scrapped animations [via].
THE Classic Global Warming List (with links).
Winston Churchill’s paintings.
Paint With Donald Trump [via].
Breaking News: Hell Just Froze Over.
[Top image – Delbert Grady’s twin daughters. Their claim to fame was standing next to each other, and they did it extraordinarily well. No two people have ever stood next to each other as well as they did.]
Building a scale model of our solar system [via]. Were the Earth the size of a marble, take a guess as to how big this model was.
(Hint: Bigger than that.)
Not sure what to make of this, but it kept my attention. It’s titled “Kiesza – Hideaway (Bonya & Kuzmich Russian parody).” I don’t know who Kieza is, but I’m not impressed and don’t care much either. [Found here.]
Since our Saturday Matinee Post is typically eclectic, let’s shift gears.
Billy Woodward is an anomaly – part country, part country blues, part rockabilly. Although I was looking for a video of another song (I Got Bit) this’ll do.
Have a great weekend, folks, and be back here tomorrow for more stuff.
In 1965, The Spencer Davis Group rocked.
In 1967, Traffic rocked.
In 1969, Blind Faith rocked.
30 or so years later, and Steve Winwood still rocks.
Have a great weekend, folks. Be back here tomorrow, Winwood or not.
So I axed Bunkessa about the song she played last weekend on our patio hi-fi. She said it was “Our Deal” by Best Coast, a Beach Goth band from L.A. Never heard of the group nor the genre, but so what. I like the retro sound. [The video accompaniment is a Cliff’s Notes mime version of West Side Story.]
Okay, so what to post next? Let’s keep the retro thang going.
The Ray Beats were kinda Chantays, kinda Ventures, kinda Dick Dale and kinda NY punk in the late 70s/early 80s. In other words, kinda young, kinda wow.
Here’s another talent who dodged my radar: Bishop Bullwinkle and “Hell 2 Da Naw Naw.” Apparently it went viral in August and I’m late to the party [via]. Dude’s got a great message.
Have a great weekend folks. See you back here tomorrow, even if you’re headed out on a 3-day family road trip to See Ruby Falls.
Odd scary animation. I love it.
Hardest Working Knees In Show Business.
(This one goes out to you, Calo. Chin up always.)
The Shadows were smokin’ on Lawrence Welk circa 1960.
Have a great weekend, folks. Remember to leave the seat up after you’re done peeing on it and always flush with your feet. All you guys, please do the same, and we’ll see you back here tomorrow.
Mercury(II) thiocyanate decomposition is kinda cool, but some of the U Toobage comments amused me more (posted verbatim):
This was filmed in a North Korean secret science lab where they are trying to build their next president.
How cool would it be to pretend to be a wizard in the medieval ages, just go into a kings throne room and threaten them by summoning satans dick tentacles, pop this experiment down, and as everyone is screaming, command the dick tentacles to stop, and then they all be like. Oh you so great wizard telling satans dick tentacles to stop, and then you would be like muahahah – ill stop, and yes, there is something wrong with me.
Why is he using a little tiny golf club to put down the powder?
Why did watching this bring Hillary to mind ?
and that’s how they grow kale! now you know
i’d smoke that
poke it with a stick…
BTW, the word is spelled “Weirdest.” I before E except after W…
Okay. Enough of that, so let’s go eclectic. How ’bout some 1966 retro?
Here’s The Electric Prunes on Dick Clark’s American Bandstand, circa 1966, lip-synching “I Had Too Much To Dream.”
“Psychotic Reaction” by The Count Five, circa 1966.
The Seeds‘ “Pushin’ Too Hard” circa 1966.
For me, 1966 was a great year because I got a small transistor radio for my birthday. It ate up my allowance money in batteries because I’d fall asleep listening to WSAI into the wee hours on school nights. It was also the year Dad ordered a complete set of the World Book Encyclopedia. That was the edition that had frog dissections and human anatomy on overlapping clear celluloid layers. Very cool.
Have a great weekend, folks. Be back here tomorrow for stuff.
Mott The Hoople, 1973.
The Sensational Alex Harvey Band, 1973.
Rory Gallagher, 1979.
Yeah I was on a 70’s rock vibe tonight. Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll see you back here tomorrow. –Bunk
“Rock Rock Rock” was the first video tape I ever purchased. Got it for $9.99 in a sale bin, then I saved up for a VCR player so that I could watch it. Classic performances by classic rockers wrapped around an unbelievably crappy story. It’s 90 minutes of fast-fowarding awesome (but I suggest you follow the plot at least once).
Rockabilly LA. Considering that Los Angeles had just about nothing to do with the advent of Rockabilly except to lure the hayseeds into fraudulent recording contracts, we’ll post it anyway.
So where do we go from here? How ’bout some vintage country ‘lectra blues?
That’s R.L. Burnside from 1978. Let’s go one more. This one’s from 1998.
That should hold y’all for a while. Have a great weekend, folks.
Tacky Raccoons 