Friday, June 29, 2012
So kick back, twist one up if your lifestyle still allows that, and enjoy this '73 classic.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
This was an important album for me, after much persuading I talked my parents into ordering if for me from their Columbia Record club. I was 12, and in Jr High school. I absorbed that album - every note and nuance. Later that year they had an assembly at school focused on music. They asked a few kids to spin a song and talk about it. I chose "I Feel The Earth Move" from this album. I don't remember what I said, I think I talked about the transitions between the verse and the chorus, and about the solos. I also remember the girl that followed me played the Allman Brothers, and gave a critique that made me jealous.
In the nineties my wife came up with Carol King's "Really Rosie" album, and played it for the kids for years - they all grew up listening to Carol King. "Hey dad - this sounds like the Really Rosie lady!"
If I'm not mistaken, this was the flip-slide of the number one single on this day also:
Sunday, June 17, 2012
There's no way I'd have believed this back in the seventies.
Friday, June 15, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
This is doubly memorable, my dad didn't make time for things like cartoons, but for some reason he loved The Roadrunner and Ralph, the sheepdog. He'd sit there with us Saturday mornings laughing at the silliness. Interesting how this would be such a strong memory for me, yet he doesn't remember it at all. If I'm still around, I want to ask my kids about similar memories when they become adults.
Monday, June 11, 2012
From 1996, The Iguanas with Cesar Rosas of Los Lobos. I'm lovin' this!
Sunday, June 10, 2012
My first real job was at a major roast beef fast-food franchise when I was almost 15, making $2.00 an hour. It was a cultural experience. My first day I watched a coworker I hadn't met yet stumble in the door, hung-over, looking like he hadn't slept in days. He pulled a pill bottle out of his pocket and poured the contents on the table. An assortment of shapes and sizes spilled out, he picked out a couple different ones, ate them dry, and went to work. The store was open late to catch the bar crowd, and a few hours before close someone would take alcohol orders. After close we'd sit outside and drink. Nobody cared that I was only 16 and drinking Sloe Gin, we were part of the team. The manager was a former pro baseball player, another manager was a hard-looking young married gal that liked to talk about her love life, another employee was so smooth he could pick up beautiful girls while wearing an apron covered with roast beef stains. I just took it all in. No job I ever had after was quite like that - I wouldn't trade those experiences for anything.
Saturday, June 09, 2012
At the risk of appearing crude and Vulgar, I came across this video. For those Products of the Seventies, how many weren't curious about this movie when it was released? Dig the soundtrack, vintage seventies porn-jazz.