Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
This is the kind of music I need to help me through the last few painful weeks of winter....a great new batch of scratchy old 78s, courtesy of my pal Andrea at Twindolicker's Journal.
I particularly liked "I can't Dance (got ants in my pants) by Kitty Gray and her Wampus Cats, it's hard to manage a smile before 7am, but this one brought it on.
The Mahotella Queens - Umculo Kawupheli (1974, Flash Video 02:54). "...The classic Mahotella Queens hit song, 'Umculo Kawupheli' (Our Music Will Never End), from 1974. Original song with self-made video, featuring clips of the Queens back in the 1970s with their backing, Makhona Tsohle Band."
Monday, February 23, 2009
Imagine you’re a busy working actor known for your professionalism, comic ability and dedication. Now imagine that you are asked over and over to play the same type of role in every film: a lazy, cowardly simpleton. I suppose you could say: “who cares? I’ll cry all the way to the bank!” …well perhaps…but what if after 25 years of film work you were suddenly ostracized and viewed as a sell-out and an embarrassment to your people?
That is the story of black actor Willie Best – who at the start of his career was promoted by racist studio heads as “Sleep ‘n’ Eat” (the successor to “Stepin Fetchit”). Best was a gifted performer who wanted to act in motion pictures, but in his era of Hollywood he was damned if he did - and damned if he didn’t.
Read more about Willie at Celluloid Slammer.
One of the greatest vinyl sharity blog out there, Monone's Library , high quality music from library music gems to obscure italian soundtracks and more graciously shared ... this compilation celebrate the 5th anniversary of the blog. I urge you to go grab it here
Thanks again for the hardwork over the years, i have discovered so much incredible music there. Long live Monone!
the Percy Trout hour:
Monday Night (2-23-09)
8pm to 10pm EST-USA
Sunday, February 22, 2009
In New Brunswick, NJ, we had grease trucks. grease trucks sold what was called "Fat"sandwiches, which such things as things on them as mozzarella sticks, chicken fingers, jalapeño poppers, and pizza bites. Many had burgers, some were vegetarian. ALL would clog your arteries.
This is the sandwich that started it all. The Fat Cat which is two cheeseburgers, lettuce, tomato, onions, ketchup, mustard and fries all inside a long roll.
The guys working the trucks would also banter with you until you bought one. My brother got "Hey buddy,you want a fat cat? Hot like pussy." The book "New Brunswick, New Jersey, Goodbye" by Ronen Kauffman also mentions it.
Confession: I never actually ate a fat sandwich. My thing was the hummus sandwiches.
I check in regularly to Quigley's Cabinet--it's often morbid, seldom sensational, but always fascinating. The most recent entry is all about Man vs. Snake, and in fact several recent posts have been about when humans are arrogant enough to think they can tame a wild beast.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Stavros "Steve" Tahou, a member of the famous Rochester restaurant family, died Sunday of a heart attack two days after his 53rd birthday.
Mr. Tahou, a lifelong Chili resident, never strayed far from the family business.
Their grandfather, Alexander Tahou, started the business in 1918 on West Main Street, next door to its current location at 320 W. Main St.
Their late uncle, Nick Tahou, is the creator of the trademarked Garbage Plate and is the founder of Nick Tahou's Hots on West Main Street. Their late father, Ike, opened the Gates eatery with his brother Nick in 1979.
To the uninitiated, The Garbage Plate is a Rochester culinary institution. Since it's inception at Nick's joint on West Main, there have been many imitators but in my refined taste, there is no substitute for the plate at Stevie T's on Lyell.
A Garbage Plate is a combination of one selection of cheeseburger, hamburger, red hots, white hots (don't ask) and two sides of either home fries, French fries, baked beans, or macaroni salad. On top of that are the options of mustard and onions, ketchup, and Tahou's proprietary hot sauce, a greasy sauce with spices and ground beef. It's served with mystery bread that is stored in lawn size trash bags.
Requisite link: Tahou Hots
I have been eating at Stevie's about once a week for the past 20 plus years and my cholesterol levels can attest to that fact. Feck it.....
There are just some days when I think to myself, “Damn, I could sure love to hear me some tunes of lumberjacks sitting on a tree stump eating johnnycake, and songs of Klondike gold miners, preferably with off-key background vocals and really odd scat singing.” So you can imagine my joy in discovering the 70s country album Mr. Lumberjack by Hal Willis, chock full of music that never quite captured the public’s attention as trucking songs did.
Bonus: much of the lumberjack lingo sounds like scatological euphemisms, if you have the sense of humor of a pre-pubescent (as I do).
Friday, February 20, 2009
Until the "Johnny Seven OMA (One Man Army) came onto the scene. This thing was the envy of all the knuckleheads in the neighborhood. I can still smell the sweet smell of those caps after a full day of action.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Translation: We are American humans swimming in water suitable for drinking!
....and yes it probably has been posted somewhere before
....and yes, I know I posted the one with pigs and the site is about cats
....and yes it has imperfections as does my posting ability
....and yes friggin' whatever; if it displeases you in any way go over to BoingBoing and look at Disneyworld restroom photos. (JK, BB!)
Well, I thought this album image was more than enough....then I decided to listen to a few tracks, and was rewarded with some over the top old radio soap opera organ backing up some lovely sentimental ballads. If you have a high tolerance for music Mexican grandmas would have loved in the 1950s, then this one's for you, too. From De78rpm a 33 1/3 rpm.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
A party to celebrate the launch of new movie Friday the 13th turned into a real life blood bath last week when one of the franchise's former stars was attacked with an axe.
Warrington Gillette, who played serial killer Jason Vorhees in 1981's Friday the 13th Part 2, was attending an event on Friday honoring the new slasher remake.
The actor arrived in full costume, wearing the character's famous ice hockey mask, and took to the stage to frighten party-goers wielding a real axe.
But his performance ended in disaster when a woman invaded the stage and tried to wrestle his weapon away from him, slashing his hand.
A source tells New York Post gossip column PageSix, "She jumped on stage and tried to grab his axe. It was straight out of a horror movie. Lingerie-clad models were running and screaming, as a blood-soaked Jason ran off the runway to get to a hospital."
The character Vorhees has been played by ten actors over the course of 12 films, with Derek Mears playing the latest incarnation of the mass murderer.
A gift from my dear, dear Belgian friend Don Wimble van Vierenvijftig....wait until the end for the mandolin solo and where the reedman goes all Roland Kirk and all. And be sure and read the lyrics if you don't speak Italian, it makes the whole experience more fun.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Over at Grooves of Delight, it's Soundalike Month and you can get down to such covers of "Valleri," "Me and You and A Dog Named Boo," and other cringeworthy classics of my (and perhaps your) youth.
You KNOW this album is meant to spotlight the talents of Ms. Eden rather than exploit the popularity of her TV show....I wouldn’t say her version of “Bend It!” is the quintessential version, mind you....but it is surely essential....get it here.
Monday, February 16, 2009
How can I describe this record better than the delightfully semi-literate Evil Pain Clown himself?
"if you like crazy fiddles, german saxaphones, girls singing du du du de de de, and a crazy crazy twistin beat...by golly youll love this record..and let me tell you it is an amazing party record, everytime i listen to it i imagine that i am at the "party", the movie with peter sellers...."
'Nuff Said!! This is truly the batshitcraziest twist record I have ever heard.....
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Trailer for The Last House On The Left (1972, directed by Wes Craven). Also... Taken By Trees... Sweet Child O' Mine ((2008, Rough Trade RT-439-7 .mp3 audio 05:02). Featured in the upcoming remake.
Photo stolen from here.
Can't get the pettin' party started because you're too busy changing records? Let Bat Guano lend a hand. He plays records on the radio so you don't have to.
Go here and get two of the latest episodes of his radio program SwaG! That's a full six hours you can spend trying desperately to get to third base.
The J.X. Williams Archive reveals some of the secrets of JX's life story. His bio runs the gamut from Communist witch hunts to Mob porn film producer and director.
His early credits include: The 400 Blow Jobs, A Streetwalker Named Desire and It's a Wonderful Lay. Fleeing to Europe after being convicted of tax evasion he made his Citizen Kane - Peep Show
It's a great story but not everyone believes it. Some suggest that Williams is a figure invented by Noel Lawrence, author and creator of Otherzine. No less an authority than the NY Times Paul Cullum raises the questions regarding the authenticity of the filmmaker in this piece:Wrapped In An Enigma
“There comes a time in your life when you’ve got to confess to yourself: You’re never gonna make Citizen Kane. You’re never gonna get the girl. Tonight’s not your Night and if you ever had a Night, it happened a long time ago and you blew your wad. All you can really hope for is to get a big footnote in a book somewhere. The credits roll. The curtain drops. And that’s that.”
Saturday, February 14, 2009
From Dreamland News, where I'm doing a verbatim cut and paste, because who could have written it better?
February 10, 2009
Bad news, kids. A Dreamland legend has passed. Susan Walsh who played the beloved Chicklett in Female Trouble died of natural causes on February 6. Susan also played Suzie in Pink Flamingos - she's the first girl in the pit! There was a brief obit in the Baltimore Sun today. She is survived by two daughters and a brother. There are no public services.
"I understand, MISTER WEINBERGER!"
In response to some of the "saucy" music I've been posting lately, Mr. Zip Your Rip has been threatening to post some of his 60s party records for a while now....and he's made good on his promise. With such titles as "Mama's Well Has Gone Dry", "Where Can I Find A Cherry For My Banana Split?" and "Keep Your Knees Together Daughter" you can get a pretty good idea what's in store.
Whaddya think, Rip, do we need to start a blog devoted exclusively to sixties party records?
Friday, February 13, 2009
Damien Hirst is known in part for his appropriation of images from other artists. So the coolpublic (newspeak I invented) and a bunch of the art world were nonplussed when he sued a 16 year old artist named Cartrain for using images of his diamond encrusted skull work entitled For the Love of God (shown below) integrated into works in his portfolio.
I can imagine British web 2.0 denizens thinking "Jings, what a tosser!" or perhaps "Stone the crows, he's a bleeding nonce!" after determining that the indescribably wealthy (he sold an entire show at Sotheby's) pot has in fact called the aspiring 16 year old kettle black.
Now a group known as redragtoabull has done a wonderful thing - they have decided to deliberately appropriate the skull image and deliberately use it in a series of compositions in hope of inciting dialogue......or worse/better. Here's a statement from their site:
"All of the works below are for sale and once TWENTY MILLION POUNDS has been raised ALL the proceeds will go to make an exact copy of a sculpture known as "For the Love of God". This will then be sold for FIFTY MILLION POUNDS and the THIRTY MILLION POUND profit will then be used to repay the Street Urchin his 200 quid, help other Street Urchins and also feed starving children in Africa and Sussex."
One of the artists is Jamie Reid who "designed 90% of the Sex Pistols LP and poster imagery" as he so vitriolically and justifiably pointed out in comments to a punk action slideshow post at PCL Link Dump
ha-HA! Striking a blow for fair play and commentary by society at large!! Art Heroes! David slaying Goliath with color and design!
The works are clever, funny, appealing and thought provoking, both message wise and process wise.
Both pix link to redragtoabull...... where one can view them as well as submit.
On February 12th, 2009 the Undead Film Critic Blog died a quiet, unexpected death. While details are still sketchy, it is presumed that this sudden demise was the result of deletion, having violated Bloggers Terms of Service. An investigation is ongoing as to the individual who informed Blogger of said violation, but as of this writing their were no strong leads. Family has asked that in lue of flowers, Pin-ups should be sent to Percy Trout and The Scandy Man for publication and remembrances at their respective blogs. As we mourn this passing it should be remembered that while the body of our beloved Undead has been deeply damaged, his head remains intact. And as we all know, the only way to kill a zombie, is to remove the head. Undead, will have his REVENGE.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
(Can I just go on the record and say that I don't like cats? Thank you.)
[via Rad Dudes.]
If the liner notes say it, then you know it MUST be true....."You've heard bongos....You've heard Gershwin....But you've never heard GERSHWIN WITH BONGOS!"
Now please excuse me while I don a diaphanous gown, and sit splay-legged on the ledge of an open window and play my bongos along with the album.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
But that leads to the next new find -- a new music project called The Beatles Complete on Ukulele. A couple of Brooklyn lads (and assorted guest artists) are recording ukulele-based covers of every Beatles original tune and releasing one a week. This week's track is "Run For Your Life."
The project began on Inauguration Day and the grand finale is planned to coincide with the opening of the 2012 Olympics. Mighty ambitious for guys with funny little guitars, eh?
Monday, February 09, 2009
Deerhoof - The Tears and Music of Love (Flash Video 03:52). Live in Tokyo, Japan last year.
RIP Blossom Dearie, I never got to see you sing at Danny's Skylight Room.
Say hi to Kyrios Zulu for us.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Q: I would download an album of bawdy cowboy songs solely based on the fact that one of the songs is entitled "Blinded By Turds".
uploaded by SuperShockingCinema
It started as a way to keep track of some of the songs Lux, and or Ivy, mentioned in THE INCREDIBLY STRANGE MUSIC BOOK. It was never really intended as anything but a way for a friend of mine and me to have 2 really kick ass compilations.
So we went about the arduous process
of finding all the songs mentioned in that interview. It took a loooong time. We used the file sharing program, Napster, as well as our own personal collections. So, one thing lead to another and when word got around that these compilations were out there, they started being traded from fan to fan to fan. So, at some point I decided to put them up on Napster and let anyone who wanted them have them. As the years went buy, more interviews with Lux and Ivy kept popping up, and the list of songs they mentioned got longer and longer. This resulted in new volumes.
In the end, these comps are a tribute to my heroes, The Cramps."
Lux and Ivys Favorites - Volume 01-11, collected and shared by Kogar the Swinging Ape and now available thanks to WFMU's Beware of the Blog!.
Note from mrdantefontana: This is all music and sounds a human being needs. If you ever happen to get stranded on that deserted island you just need an mp3 player cooking with Lux and Ivys Favorites. You will probably also need a minimum of food and some water. But that is all. You will get by fine.
Clip added by TralfamadorianRed
The Cramps performing "Green Fuzz" at The Mudd Club in New York 1981. Filmed for Paul Tschinkel's Inner Tube.
Beautiful Friend - check out Dill Pixels' Flickr of "The End" screenshots.
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Friday, February 06, 2009
Recently updated! In 2009, even!
Thanks to 8 Days in April
"...the most outstanding doctrinal aspect of the Church of Christ Kyrios, that makes us Unique around the world, is the belief in Holy Spirit like a Person, who has his personal name Kyrios Zulu and is Black. According to the supernatural revelations plus the Biblical Prophecies the Holy Spirit is about to come in flesh, will be born like a black man into the Zulu nation, being the seventh son of the Zulu King."
Honestly, I'm not trying to offend anyone, but this can't be serious, can it?!
"Lamination Ritual celebrates the transformation of the mundane into the realms of OFFICIALDOM, of ordinary into extraordinary. Lamination is completely participatory and accessible to everyone. Lamination is versatile. It can be an object of utility or whimsical extravagance. It can warm the body and open the mind. Lamination preserves, brightens and protects indiscriminately. Lamination counters our increasingly fast paced world by virtually slowing down the entropy process."
From a grant from John Cage, thrill to the Sounds of a Lamination machine on Boot Sale Sounds. And if changes you life spiritually, you can possibly one day become a deacon at The Ministry of Lamination.
Thank you cheek
Lee Elia, Manager of the Chicago Cubs, goes off the deep end in April 1983.
Definitely NSFW or home
"It's a disheartening $#%!*@## situation we got out there....."
Elia's outburst occurred on April 29, 1983, after the Cubs suffered a one-run home loss to the Los Angeles Dodgers.
The rant took place during a postgame session with reporters in his office. Elia was pissed off at the continual booing by the Wrigley crowd (both during and after the game) and frustrated that no one could see beyond the Cubs' 5-14 record for any of the progress he felt the team was making.
Perhaps the greatest sports tirade of all time
Thursday, February 05, 2009
For sentimental reasons (I'm a lifelong baseball and Los Angeles Dodgers fan), I've got a special place in my heart for Tommy Lasorda. By all accounts a great guy, but man could he stick it to you. He's best known, of course, for being asked about Dave Kingman's performance following a loss to Kingman's Chicago Cubs, but I think his rant about hitting Kurt Bevaqua is better.
(Warning: All the following are NSFW.)
Then there is Casey Kasem's famous rant about "a little dog named Snuggles":
...which was so memorably sampled by Negativland in its "U2" single:
But to me, the king of them all is Buddy Rich. Besides being a hellacious drummer, he could rage with the best of him. Here is a compliation of three separate rants directed toward his backing band on the bus after a show:
(I understand some choice lines from Buddy's rants later turned up as dialogue in various episodes of "Seinfeld," but I've never had much interest in that show so I can't say for sure.)
What can I can? As a teen they changed my life; I celebrated my 17th bday (Halloween) seeing them. I can't imagine there not being a Cramps. I got 96 tears in 96 eyes.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Who wouldn't love to hear a little novelty music from a man who started his career as a Swedish swami fortune teller? You can get a bunch of Yogi Yorgesson 78s at Twindowlicker, I'm sure all the Swedes who hang out here will just LOVE it!!
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Metalhead Laundry Tips
"COLD WASH ONLY. Allow your clothes to soak in waters as cold as the rivers of Blashyrkh itself, without agitation. HAND WASH, or use the "hand washables" cycle on your washing machine. Your precious metal shirts get enough violent agitation when you're wearing them in the mosh pit."
Metal not your scene? you can go to Wicked Punk laundry services in Akron OH. Or for a little DIY, hit punk rock domestics.
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.
But February made me shiver
With every paper Id deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one more step.
I cant remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.
Just look at you, all pasty pale and sick of winter. You need some smokin hot music from...um....I'll go with Venezuela, because the band's name is Billo's Caracas Boy's (don't mind the extra apostrophe, it's just the exuberance talking).....and you can find 45 of their albums....yes I said 45, just waiting for you at Compartiendo con Kachimondo .......Lord, I love this blog so much I would have its babies, if I did that sort of thing that is.
Who's that there at the window....why, it's Billo!!
Monday, February 02, 2009
Bat Guano does a live terrestrial analog 100 watt noncommercial "freeform" FM radio program every Wednesday night. On a semi-regular basis, he records it and uploads it to the Internet for the education of students of broadcasting and music. He has just uploaded two three-hour episodes, from the past two weeks, at swagradio.org.
Just to prove they can put their money where their NSFW mouths are:
Let the lessons commence. See you on stage.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Not only do I not color within the lines, I usually color right off the PAGE. But if you take your coloring skills more seriously that I do, you may want to print out some of the 1933 vintage pages from the Our Gang coloring book --such as the one below, where Spanky appears to have decimated the Wild Man of Borneo--and have at it. Neatness counts, Gold Stars are at stake.