So there you are at a Rolling Stones concert, digging Mick and Keef, grooving to Charlie Watts’ rock steady beat, rocking out to “Brown Sugar”, “Bitch” and other classics, maybe even shakin’ to “When The Whip Comes Down”, when you accidently bump into the guy next to you, turn to apologize…
and discover that he’s Nick Saban.
Yeah, that would be a little strange.
All that Aaron Murray talk about being hungry has put me in the mood for some tuneage from the cheesy, yet enjoyable Paul Revere and the Raiders.
It may be best to watch that with your eyes closed. These guys didn’t exactly have James Brown moves. But the song is great.
I was lucky enough a couple of years ago on my road trip to the Ole Miss game to spend the night in Clarksdale, Mississippi, home of the blues. One of the highlights of my night there was dropping into a joint called Red’s and watching T-Model Ford. I learned shortly afterwards that he suffered a stroke and, sadly, no longer performed. Given his age (and that’s a matter of whom you asked), I expected that he wasn’t long for this world.
T-Model Ford passed away today. His obituary is a must read.
When Ford was young, he served two years of a 10-year prison sentence for killing a man in self-defense, and he had scars on his ankles from serving on a prison chain gang, Stolle said.
Ford had six wives and 26 children, Stolle said. When Ford’s fifth wife left him, she gave him a guitar as a parting gift.
“He stayed up all night drinking white whiskey,” or moonshine, “and playing the guitar,” Stolle said. “He kind of went on from there.”
This is a good introduction to what Ford was doing late in life:
And this is my favorite tune… NSFW. But it’s catchy.
Stella was with him that night in Clarksdale. She’s a helluva woman, too.
Rest in peace, big man.
With the news of Bobby “Blue” Bland’s passing, I thought I’d share my favorite song of his, “I Pity The Fool”.
The man had some serious vocal chops. (And judging from the last time I saw him live, an ego to match.) Rest in peace, man.
… comes from a comment on the GTP “About Me” page:
I have no doubt that “Dooley’s Junkyard Dawgs” is the greatest college football song ever but what is the second greatest? Is there a second?
Good questions. I’m so dazzled by the original…
… that I’ve never given second place much consideration.
So I think I’ll open up the floor for nominations. It can be a fight song, or anything else, as long as it has a direct college football flavor to it. Let’s hear your choices.
I should warn you, though – anybody selecting “Zombie Nation” runs the risk of a permanent ban from here.
A very nice “aw, shucks” post about GTP here. The only thing is… I don’t remember doing a Jo Jo Gunne palate cleanser before.
Fortunately, that’s easy to remedy with my favorite tune of theirs. From the early 70′s, here’s “Run Run Run”.
There are very few songs that sound better being blasted out of a car stereo than that. Trust me on this.
It’s 1990. How somebody came up with the idea to pair John Lee Hooker and Miles Davis together to make a movie soundtrack I don’t know, but it works brilliantly. From the movie The Hot Spot, this is “Bank Robbery”.
That is some badass tuneage, my friends. So – why not? – here’s a bonus track, “Murder”.
I had a request for some Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes. Here’s a really cool clip from the group’s debut album release party at the Stone Pony in Asbury Park, NJ, appropriately on Memorial Day, 1976.
If that doesn’t capture the flavor of the mid-70′s rock scene, I don’t know what does.
And here’s something from the same venue fifteen years later.
“Trapped Again” is from their greatest album, Hearts of Stone. It’s one of those records that belongs in your collection. ”Walk You All The Way Home” is off Better Days, also highly recommended.
Ray Manzarek, R.I.P.
Your opinion of The Doors probably depends on how big a wanker you felt Jim Morrison was. Me, I loved ‘em. And regardless of what you might think of Morrison, there’s no question that Manzarek and Krieger were superb instrumentalists.
In honor of his passing, here’s a ten-minute long live version of a song that was on the set list of every band that played at a bar mitzvah party I attended.
I haven’t had one of these in a while, but when I heard the news that FSU is disinclined to give Matthew Thomas the release he wants, this tune immediately jumped into my head.
That’s my favorite Byrds’ Dylan cover. Great lyrics, but it’s the sublime harmonies that really make the song for me.
And here’s a bonus version, from “Playboy After Dark”. It’s a few months after Sweetheart of the Rodeo was released, and the band had reconfigured when Hillman and Parsons left to start The Flying Burrito Brothers. Make sure you check out Clarence White’s work on the gee-tar. Man was pure genius.
Gotta love those earnest hipsters trying to figure out the best dance moves to proto-country rock.