Planning a vacation in scenic Quincy? You know, Quincy. No, no, not the guy- the place. That town on the Illinois/Missouri border that's over an hours drive from anywhere, namely Springfield and/or St Louis... No, you say? I think you might want to reconsider. If this record doesn't get you motivated to make the trip, i don't know what the hell will. Me, I think i'm going to go buy a train ticket right now... See you there! Oh wait- the train doesn't even go there. Dang...
I'm also a big fan of how this record is 'autographed.' By who is anybody's guess.
I don't usually update posts, but this was too cool [to me anyway] not to.
My fellow record blogger/internet friend Ana-B, of the awesome Singing Bones blog left me a comment telling me about a record she had which was this same song with localized New Orleans lyrics. She sent me an MP3, and sure enough, that's exactly what it was. It got me to doing a little detective work on the ole inner-googles, and i was amazed with what i found. Turns out there were over a hundred versions of this song recorded for radio station use in the early 60s. From Albuquerque to Zanesville, and all points in between, and all sung by the same woman! Over 100 versions! Great, this is just what i need, another ridiculous record collecting obsession. Now i just have to have more......
I found two cool articles. One on the singer, Terry Lea Jenkins (HERE) and another one which is more about the song itself (HERE).
Donations to Junk Shop Juke Box are now being accepted. My preferred form of currency at the moment is a copy of this record from any-other-town USA...
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I aint no lawyer so i'm not wise to the legal mumbo-jumbo, but it seems to me that records like this shouldn't exist, and yet somehow they do. Mr Goodman pioneered the art of what we now call sampling, and made dozens of these records between the mid 50s to the mid 80s. How he managed to get them released is anybody's guess...
HERE IS a lengthy but well written and informative article on the life and records Dickie Goodman.
Yet another example of why you should flip over the hits and spin the other side once in a while. Sometimes you forget what's hiding under there. This one is the b-side to the halloween classic Witch Doctor, and its a great old song...
Sending this one out to my old friend who now resides in London. Back in the day we used to dig this band called Sweet Baby. One of those typical pop-punk Lookout records type bands who were hip (to us anyway) when we were in high school. Anyway, they did a number called (you guessed it) Daddy Cool, and i always thought it was one of the best songs on that album. At the time we didn't realize it, but it was a cover of this old fifties rock and roll tune. So now it all makes perfect sense...
I found this record a few weeks back, and when i saw the title i thought to myself, i thought, Self: Could it be? I wonder? I just had to know, so into the yes-pile it went. It's been like forever since i heard that Sweet Baby album, but as soon as i put this record on, it all came right back to me. I;m a fan of finding the original version of a song that i never knew was a cover in the first place. Big fan. Especially when its as great a song as this one.
This ones for Steve. The only person i know who will enjoy hearing this version for the same reason.
I'm not a religious man so the whole good friday/easter deal doesn't really mean a whole lot to a guy like me. But i'll tell you what does matter in my world, and that's a kick-ass rock and roll song with a theme that fits the occasion. The Who's Heaven and Hell is that, and then some.
Personally i hadn't spun this one in a while so i'd forgotten what a wild song this was (and it's the friggin B-side!) If you are a fan, then you already know everything there is to know about the group. If you're not a fan- here's your lesson for today: Listen up, because this is how it's done.
I would recommend playing this one at a 'neighbors-might-call-the-police-because-of-all-the-damn-noise' volume... But that's just me.
This one speaks for itself without actually saying a word. Some of the finest electric fuzz guitar ever etched into vinyl right here.
Included after the song is a vintage radio spot for the movie The Wild Angels.
Anyone who's visited before knows that i enjoy a good novelty record. Always have, and i always will. I mean, who wants their music to be serious all the time, sometimes you just want to laugh. Other folks out there in internetland who also enjoy silly music no doubt remember and/or have at least heard of Dread Zeppelin. The band who did Led Zep tunes reggae style, fronted by an overly exaggerated Elvis impersonator. It was a hell of a schtick if you ask me.
This is their first release from 1989. I remember getting this one and their second single 'Whole lotta love' on the same day when they were new. I had heard one of the songs on the radio, probably the Dr. Demento show, and thought it was hilarious, so i went out and bought the records. That's how we used to do it back in the old days kids. If we wanted to 'steal' music, we taped one copy of something off of a friend for personal use. Either that, or actually walked into a record store and shoplifted. It wasn't as easy to do just a few short years ago. It's funny to think now that at one point in time the music industry was worried about home-taping hurting music sales. They'd a had a heart attack if they'd been able to look into the future toward the digital MP3 age...
But back to Dread Zeppelin- I also remember them releasing several full length albums after this, but to this day have never heard any of them. Probably never will. Four songs of this brand of silliness is enough for this guy. You can only take a joke like this so far, but man, it sure was a good one while it lasted...
A couple days ago it was my old lady's birthday, her and another friend of ours share the same date of birth. It's pretty cool, every year we do the dual purpose celebration at our local bar. They bust out the giant grill for us, we drink beer, we watch sports on TV, we eat meat, we party like true Americans. Good times...
So that's what we'll be doing in a little while.
This one's for The wife. The friend on the other hand- We'll have to find something on the juke box to play for him later....
I had been saving this one for the anniversary of Jesse James' death (which was April 3, 1882) but forgot all about posting it until now. Oh well, what can you do... I aint no American historian, I'm just a guy with a bunch of dumb old records.
Better late than never.
I guess it's Stanley Cup playoff time again. Or if it's not, it's real soon anyway. I'm too lazy to try to figure it out. Which teams are looking at going all the way? I don't know. I don't know anything about hockey, eh. If you are a fan, you already know all this stuff anyway. You don't need me to tell you abooot it. I haven't paid much attention to the sport since before the Whalers left Hartford back in the early 90s. And even then i was never really much of a fan... Something i do know and enjoy however, is a cheezy novelty record sung by the sports heroes of yesteryear (Superbowl Shuffle anyone?) If that sort of thing scores your goal, stick around because we got a real winner for you right here.
Phil Esposito and the Hockey Sock Rock was co-written and produced by C-list Canadian actor Alan Thicke. Yes that Alan Thicke, i looked it up. As far as i'm concerned, the most noteworthy achievement in Al's otherwise mediocre entertainment career. The other members of the New York Rangers who appear on the song are: Ron Duguay, Pat Hickey, Dave Maloney and John Davidson. The record originally came with a great picture sleeve, but sadly my copy doesn't have one. Guess that's why it only cost me a dime...
I'll save the flip side, which features members of the Los Angeles Kings as 'Dionne and the Puck-tones' (Also penned and produced bt Alan Thicke) for a Stanley Cup winner's celebration, Junk Shop Juke Box style.
Here's one that i don't know what to say about. I dig it because it's a little on the odd side, but it's actually a solid track. It's your basic two-minute twangy guitar/sax solo instrumental, it's the "vocals" that make me wonder what was really going on in the studio the day the band recorded it... But like Joe Perry said, sometimes it's best to let the music do the talking.
So here you go.
This was Bunnie's favorite record, and she obviously wanted the whole world to know about it. I'm just glad i was the person responsible for passing along her love of this song to the whole wild world of webs. Back in Bunnie's day, they didn't have any internets to speak of. I felt it was the very least that i could do...
I was at a White Sox game yesterday and was reminded of the fact that i have this record. If you've ever been to a live sporting event of any kind, you have heard the rally chant, rah team, 'bap-bap, bap-bap-bap, bap-bap-bap-bap, let's go!' thing that they play. You hear it at least once a game. The crowd loves it. They clap along. It really gets em going. Thing is, i'm guessing that more than half the folks in the audience of a baseball game, or any sporting event for that matter, probably don't realize that it's actually an old rock and roll tune... That's where i come in. Educating the masses, one old song at a time.
I've owned this record for over a decade, and it's been almost as long since the last time i actually played it. I had forgotten what a cool song it is. Yesterday at the old ball park i thought to myself, i thought, "Self- i gotta dig out that old Routers 45 that i haven't listened to in a decade and record it and post it on my two-bit little site. The internet needs to hear this..." So that's exactly what i did. And here it is for your listening enjoyment.
I know The 'Shames 'Sugar and spice' for being the 1960s feel-good pop hit that it is (along with the rest of the LP of the same name) but had no idea what this song was going to be when i found it, since it's not on that album. (It's the only LP of theirs that i own- Maybe i ought to look into that.) I was pleasantly surprised when i dropped the needle and heard this fuzzed drenched psychedelic freak-out. What a great track! If all of their stuff sounded like this, they'd be the best group since... like ever.
Seems that it's not the easiest 45 to find either, i checked Gemm, musicstack, along with random interweb searches, and found copies of this one going for as much as 50 bucks! Seriously?! I know, right?
It only takes one or two assholes on the internet who charge outrageous prices like that to drive up everyone elses asking price. These are asking prices though. It's a pretty righteous jam, but there's no way in hell i'd drop money like that on a record like this, but who knows- somebody somewhere probably will... Of course i don't live in music deprived rural nowheresville USA either- I have the luxury of living in a big city with used record shops in every hip neighborhood, so there's no reason i'd have to. I love getting a record for nothing and learning that it's highly sought after by real collector nerds... Ha! I paid a dollar for my copy, and it's not for sale. In your face!
I don't know anything about this record or the movie from whence it's taken. Obviously i'm aware of what these movies were, but i've never actually seen Deep Throat or Deep Throat part II, and probably never will. It's not exactly on the top of my must-see list... I do know a righteous early 70s porno groove when i hear one though, and this tune hits the bullseye in that department in a big way.
"When she wakes up in the morning, she'll make it hard for you with just one smile... She knows whats coming in a little while. So get it up, she's got to have it... etc.." You can't make this stuff up.
The flip side, a slow piano instrumental, is called "Deeper & deeper (my love grows)." It makes me think of the scene in Spinal Tap where Nigel is playing the slow moody piano piece, while the interviewer listens and then tells him it's called "Lick my love pump."
This might be one of the greatest records the rest of my collection has the honor of sharing space with. Yes, it's the simple joys in life... Finding something like this in a place where the guy running the place doesn't know, or care, what the records in the back room are.
'Theme without a name' is the flip side of the DC5 hit 'Because.' It's a decent song. Yeah, it's just a cheezy pop song, but i still dig it. If i was a teenager in 1964 i'd have been pissed about how lame this side was, but somehow, nearly 40 years after the fact, it almost seems kind of cool- for guys like me who collect records like this anyway. I like getting hit songs for the obscure B-sides. Sometimes you get these awesome unheard tracks that blow the "hit" side away (See: the other side of 'Take a letter maria' HERE.) There are also records that stick you with useless crap filler. This would be the latter of those two varieties.
I don't know for a fact, but i'm assuming that this one didn't end up on too many DC5 greatest hits collections (you'll understand when you listen to it.) So unless you have an original copy of their debut LP or this single, this one's lost to the ages- with good reason. Mr.Clark and the boys would probably like to keep it that way.
Here's the highly forgettable and not very good b-side to their smash runaway 1964 hit.
I bought this record when i was in high school, i'm guessing around 1989 or 90, i loved shit like this back in those days. I still know absolutely nothing about it. I thought the internet knew everything about everything, but apparently it has no answers for me on this record. All i learned was that it's from 1985- But i could have guessed that just from listening to it again. I got to thinking about it- I found this in the closeout bin of my local record store, and at the time it had likely been sitting there for 3+ years until i came along, rescued it, and brought it to a good home... I've always been a sucker for cheap odd records.
I didn't separate the songs either,because as i have stated before, Punk EPs were made to be heard a certain way: A side at a time. Whether there are 10 songs or only two. In this technology literally at your fingertips age, sometimes you have to commit to the whole uninterrupted side of an old-fashioned vinyl record.
Enough of my ranting- here's an obscure mid 80s Finnish hardcore EP from the vaults. I'm not going to try to compare the music to something else, because even though i still dig it, i'm not much of an authority on music like this anymore. I'll tell you this much though- When you press play, you'll know in the first 5 seconds whether you like the sound or not, and if you want to listen to the whole thing.
The song titles don't matter, because chances are you don't know what they mean anyway.
You hear clips of this routine everywhere, but when was the last time you enjoyed the whole thing from start to finish? It's probably been a while, i know it was for me before i found this record. (Check out the OTHER SIDE.)
You know, 60+ years later, it still holds up... Makes me laugh anyway.
Abbot & Costello performed the 'Who's on first' skit several times in the 40s and 50s, never performing it the same way twice. This version, taken from the 1945 film The Naughty Nineties (i think), is considered to be their finest recorded rendition.
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