RT N’ THE 44s is Swimmy Webb, Brendan Willard, Leif Bunting, Johnny Sneed, and RT Valine. Featuring Timbo of Speedbuggy on slide can [via]. Awesome roots rock.
The Blasters were awesome and put on a great show when I saw them at the Whiskey in 1981 or so. (They were the warmup band for The Fabulous Thunderbirds.) Here are brothers Phil and Dave Alvin pickin’ and flickin’ in 2014.
Have a great weekend, folks.
Be back here tomorrow for more stuff.
John Mayall, 1970. Yeah, John, I agree, up until the point where the SCOTUS decides to rewrite them by fiat, then all bets are off and you’re left to figure out what happened. No more Room To Move.
Terry Gilliam‘s 1985 movie Brazil was prescient. It was originally promoted as farce, but too much of it has come true. It’s a must see IMO, especially in light of the recent judgments handed down by the presumed last bastion of logic, The United State Supreme Court. Once the Supreme Court fails to uphold Constitutional Law (as it did again this past week) the whole system of law collapses.
When the very people we elected to office to combat the corruption and cronyism refuse to do so and participate in the same, we are lost.
When the clear and precise words of The U.S. Constitution may be interpreted with alternative and convoluted meanings that have no foundation in the English Language by appointed (and supposed apolitical) jurists, we have no more recourse.
The majority of U.S. news outlets have become the equivalent of PRAVDA, and Washington D.C. might as well be renamed Obamagrad.
I pity you younger folks who have been indoctrinated into accepting this insidious propaganda and for the precedents that have been set. I hope that, as you grow older and wiser, you read history (real history, with all its warts, moles, lesions and scabs, and not the rewritten kind) and understand what’s coming down on you, your children and grandchildren, and try to repair the damage before those of us who know what’s happening are all gone. If you don’t figure it out soon, it’ll be too late, and I guarantee you’ll regret it.
For those of you who know what’s coming down, find a safe place to hide your reference books and eyeglasses, learn something about farming so you have a cover occupation, and remember that government-sponsored atrocities also happen in modern times.
The Tubes “WPOD” featuring Fee Waybill as Quay Lewd in 1977. I missed out on seeing them live, but I have a couple of their early albums. “Don’t Touch Me There” was one of my favorites; lotta talent in that band.
However, there are a couple of songs on that list that I secretly liked, like this one:
The Sanford-Townsend Band‘s “Smoke From A Distant Fire” was such an up-beat song, and it got the girls dancing. (Heh – the band was introduced by Helen Reddy.)
In 1975 Aerosmith came out with their classic “Walk This Way” and it climbed all the way up to No. 90 in 1977. Go figger. The only other song on that Billboard List that I remember liking much was this one:
Beware of The Doghouse. Been there. I overlooked the first Valentine’s Day post-marriage as I considered it to be a dating holiday. I ate damp corrugated cardboard for months [via].
The Greg Johnson Set is a band from New Zealand, sounds like a traditional Irish band, performs “People Can’t Talk In This Town” from 1992. Somehow the concept of Freedom of Speech is being quietly vanquished [via].
Lets lighten it up a tad. How ’bout some great rippin’ by Jimmie Vaughan with The Fabulous Thunderbirds?
Have a great weekend. Be back here tomorrow for more powerful stuff.
“Milk Cow Blues” was originally recorded by Sleepy John Estesin 1930. This version is a kinda late night early morning retro country thang performed by Wayne Hancock & Co. in 2008. Hoy hoy hoy, indeed. Here are two other versions:
Aerosmith did a nice cover of “Milk Cow Blues” that had nothing to do with the 1930 original that I can tell, but at least they worked in some Chuck Berry riffs.
Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll be back here tomorrow whether you like it or not.
The Blues had fallen out of favor in the U.S. recording market in the 1960s, as it was considered retro and passé. Many talented blues musicians from the ’40s and ’50s were left with few options until British rock bands took notice and revived the genre by covering various classic American blues songs, often without credit, which fomented a resurgence of interest in the original recordings. The British were largely responsible for restarting the careers of such notables as Muddy Waters and Howlin’ Wolf. Even early blues-based rock and rollers Chuck Berry, Little Richard and Bo Diddley got career boosts, and all were more popular in England than they were in the United States at that time.
Riley B. “Blues Boy” King was one of the greatest bluesmen of all time, known for his roaring vocals and understated guitar solos. He paid the cost to be the boss, and this BBC documentary from 1972 is amazing. There’s no posing, no strutting or preening, just straight talk about influences and style in a refreshingly honest manner. There’s no point in posting other B.B. King videos here because this one covers it all.
R.I.P. Mr. King. That’s one hell of a legacy you left us.
Pinkpop Festival or PINKPOP is a large, annual music festival held at Landgraaf, the Netherlands. It is usually held on the Pentecost weekend (Pinksteren in Dutch, hence the name). —Wiki
With the exception of The Specials and Seasick Steve, most of the bands on that line up sucked big green donkeys, and I really tried to find one, just one, that didn’t suck big green donkeys.
Seasick Steve played the same day. Pure roots rock blues with homemade steel. The guy’s a killer, and he knew that the other bands (except for The Specials) sucked big green donkeys, too. But then there was that bar band fronted by someone named Bruce.
Yep, cars are safer now, but what a waste of a classic. Click on the image to see the test video that includes cameras inside each vehicle during the collision. [Animated .gif previously posted here.]
[Confidential to Tasha A.: Czech your email. Je ne sais quoi indeed. -Bunk]
Tacky Raccoons 