Jan 31 2008
A Beatlefest (and other goodies)
Rockaholics, you know that, over the past few clicks, I’ve been runnin’ new stuff about JPG&R — but if you’re really a Beatlemaniac, you’ve gotta give The Beatle Invasion blog a visit when ya leave here! Some dynamite insights, info … and a whole lot more! One totally, five-star site for every fan of the Fab Four. Tell ya what … how about goin’ there after you’re done here, and when yer done, leave a comment or two! It’s got my highest Relicommendation!
(WAIT!! I said “AFTER” you’re done here. Geez …)
Now … let’s get to the other goodies, shall we??
When I mentioned the “throwaway album track”, Tequila, last time, I forgot to mention the sax player … the guy who made the record what it was: He was a young man named Jim Seals … and, natch, the group had to have a drummer — and they did … in the form of Dash Crofts. Yearz later, they’d team up to do “Summer Breeze” and “Closer To You”.
THIS WEEK IN ROCK HISTORY: Speakin’ of the Beatles (well, we did … earlier!), didja know that I Wanna Hold Your Hand went to #1 on the Billboard charts 44 years ago tomorrow? (I think they had a coupla followup singles, didn’t they?)
James Brown recorded Papa’s Got A Brand New Bag 43 years ago tomorrow at Arthur Smith Studios in my hometown of Charlotte, NC. (Arthur was a friend of mine who was best known for his bluegrass and gospel music.) The tune got Mr. Brown a Grammy for “Best Rhythm-and-Blues Recording”.
Thirty-nine years ago yesterday, The Beatles gave their very last concert on the rooftop of Apple Corps. After 42 minutes, the cops put a stop to it because people were complaining about the noise. Though the guys were PO’d about it, it was lightened up by John, who left saying, “Thank you … and we hope we passed the audition!”
And get this: Thirty years ago (on January 28), Ted Nugent, formerly of Amboy Dukes, best known for the song Cat Scratch Fever (me?? Why, yes, I do have cats. Huh??? Only once, 28 years ago …) autographed a fan’s arm … with a Bowie knife! Hey … the fan asked him to do it that way!
A WORD ON PAPARAZZI
It’s a crazy word meaning “unruly crowd of photo-snapping, lights-flashing, loudmouthed goons who’ll gladly destroy your privacy for a few bucks”. They’re also a tragic factor in the Brittney/Lindsay/Paris/etc.-except-Nicole sagas.
We know their incessant push for pix contributed to Princess Diana’s death, so here’s my take on what’s happened:
These young stars have had “mega-fame” thrust on them quickly (yeah, I know they were popular before the crush) that they weren’t prepared for the onslaught of these salivatin’ snakes of snapshots. It’s kinda like when you’re goin’ into the ocean, and gettin’ hit by a tremendous wave you weren’t ready for.
No matter where they go, they can’t escape ‘em!! Now, imagine this goin’ on for months and years and …
Pretty soon, ya become paranoid, edgy, scared … and, like a car with thousands of hands grabbin’ at yer wheel, you start goin’ “over the edge”!
Reckon that’s it?? What’s your take on it all? Gimme a shout-out and let me know, okay?
Well, it’s about that time: 3 AM on the East Coast, 12 AM on the West, 61 FM in Charlotte radio and No Time For Sergeants. So, until tomorrow, remember: Keep your eyes on the skies, your feet on the ground, your heart with the music … and I’ll see ya on the flip side of the record …
Wha … you thought it was a typo, right?? Naaaaah …
Fab Four Fans, we’ve got somethin’ new coming up: Rare footage of The Beatles playing in Scotland (Caird Hall in Dundee, October, 1964) has been found by a fan for a new DVD.
the famous Plop! Plop! Fizz! Fizz! jingle of Alka SeltzerĀ® was written by the late Tom Dawes, formerly of the Cyrkle (Red Rubber Ball, written by Paul Simon)?







Mannnnnnnn ….
Man, don’tcha just love that little “idiot-box” (oh … sorry ’bout the reception. I [heh!heh!] hadta unplug the cable so I could write this!)?
Man, say what you will, but, for my money, the best solo entertainer in history had to be the late, great Sammy Davis, Jr. I mean, the cat had it all: he could hit a six-pack of skins better than many drummers, play a cool trumpet, tap so good that even the devil would look up and yell, “STOP IT!! I’ll CONVERT!!”, and could belt out a tune made ya feel the song (once, I heard him knock out a soul number, and, dude, Pickett coulda made notes!). In person, the cat was just as cool … and put you at ease instantly with his mix of charm, humor and smooth manner!