Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Talkin' jivey, poison ivy

Have I found a new karaoke song? Or an end-of-workday catharsis?

This track achieves the triple crown of mid-70s hard rock: twin guitars, cowbell, and talk box.

It was also unwillingly titled, and it's that chorus that sails it over most other hairy, platform-and-flares yowling of that era. Plus, the band was named after a lyric from their heroes, The Band. And, Scottish? Cool. They were the Caledonian answer to Thin Lizzy.


Monday, September 16, 2013

Want it in writing

Takin' a ride
I'm in trouble
Favorite Thing
Hanging Downtown
I don't know - Buck Hill
Color me impressed
Tommy gets his tonsils out
Achin to be
Love you til Friday - Maybelline (Chuck Berry)
Merry go round
Wake up
Borstal breakout (Sham 69)
A little mascara
Left of the dial
Alex chilton
Swinging party
Kiss me on the bus
Waitress in the sky
I can't hardly wait
Bastards of young
Hold my life

Monday, September 09, 2013

I know a place

She was every bit as warm and majestic on Friday night as she is here. Now, of course, she has a throne.

I won't forget it for a long time. And I'll see Mavis every chance I can get.

Sunday, September 08, 2013

Even if it makes others uncomfortable

I don't know how I missed this, but I did.


I'm not missing her again.

As each year goes by since I first saw her, I become more certain she is a Real-Deal Queen.

Thursday, September 05, 2013

When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin again

Now, I always thought of this track as a lightweight gem, a moderately entertaining karaoke track--in fact, that latter characteristic reminds me of how utterly not fun the Hidden Cove karaoke bar up on Lincoln was. And probably still is. Someone close to me sang this track, but only after practically coming to blows with either another patron or the karaoke emcee in order to do it. Or the almost-blows came after he sang. I can't remember. All I know is, that place has some bad juju--and now I know that this song has some really bad juju.