If this doesn’t make you shake your ass a little bit, there’s something wrong with you.
Bonus clip, from Purple Rain…
I always thought The Time smoked Prince in that movie.
Most people, when they think about Procol Harum – hell, if they think about Procol Harum at all – remember the group as kind of an artsy-fartsy collective, based on songs like “A Whiter Shade of Pale” and “Conquistador”. But PH could rock with the best of ’em in the sixties and early seventies. And why not, with talent like Robin Trower on guitar and BJ Wilson, one of rock’s most underrated drummers?
From 1971, here’s a live version of one of my favorite songs of theirs, “Juicy John Pink”, that makes my point nicely, I think. The Trower riff that kicks off the song is as heavy as you could ask for.
I don’t think it’s any secret that we’re big fans of Lewis Grizzard here at GTP. So when FOTB Jason Payne alerted me to this fine addition at the ClassicGeorgia.com site, I thought it would be nice to share. Wear it, and be wonderful. (I am, in tasteful red, of course.)
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Fifty freakin’ years ago, this was the number one single in America:
BREAKING: I am getting old.
In honor of one of last week’s headers, here’s a little treat from the late, great Warren Zevon.
But not “Werewolves of London”, out of respect.
Instead, it’s one of my favorites, “Johnny Strikes Up The Band”, live from 1982.
And, as a bonus, here’s a single from Zevon’s first professional incarnation, a duo that went by the name Lyme & Cybelle. It’s as trippy as you might expect from the heart of the sixties.
Back in the day when prog rock was a commercially viable thing, Yes ruled the roost. Whatever you think of the genre – and for me, that’s a lot less now than it was back then – there’s no question Yes was a band with some incredibly talented musicians.
Sadly, word came this weekend that one of them, bassist Chris Squire, passed away.
Here’s a live version from 1973 of one of the group’s biggest hits, “Roundabout”.
I know it’s non-Dawg – hell, it’s non-football – but when somebody’s really got it together, I gotta share.
You go, girl! Have one on me.