
.....when Sonny gets the blues.
.....when Sonny gets the blues.
Good evening, here’s Kenny Burrell
Here’s Art Blakey & The Jazz Messengers....now, go get your groove on.
We’ve got some weather coming this weekend, so here’s Albert Collins with the forecast
We’ve got some weather coming this weekend, so here’s Albert Collins with the forecast.
Also, Dale was the BBC recording engineer that worked with John Peel on his radio show. Every ‘Peel Session’ from about 1977 through 2004 was engineered by Dale Griffin.
Chu Berry and his Stompy Stevedores
Murray Attaway for the fucking win!
In the early 90’s, I saw Clarence “Gatemouth” Brown play live in Pittsburgh at the Metropol. As he was wrapping up his second set, he took notice of all the guitar players in the front row, intently studying his every move. He told them to quit smokin, quit drinkin, quit chasing women and practice every day and maybe,…
The first celebrity that I ever interviewed for the radio was Lemmy (everything after that was trite, by comparison). Before I rolled tape, he told me about a great practical joke. While at a bar or party, take a bottle of beer, remove the cap and then place the cap carefully atop the bottle’s neck. Then, walk up to…
And now, a few moments with Dexter Rowember and the Flat Duo Jets.
Mercedes-Benz tried to enter three 300 SEL 6.3’s in the 1969 Spa 24 hours with a driver line up of Hans Herrmann, Jacky Ickx, Erich Waxenberger, Kurt Ahrens Jr, Rauno Aaltonen and Dieter Glemser. During practice, they quickly discovered that their tires weren’t up to hustling the big sedans around the circuit, and…
Vol 3,015 of my ongoing series of bands who deserved more recognition, this time starring The Silos
Is this the best ode to bad romance and self loathing ever? Could be.
Following up on my post from last night, here’s footage of Dream Syndicate’s show on Saturday night in Richmond VA. I was there and they rocked.
Saw these guys on Saturday night...and they were great.
While I prefer the original version by The Wipers, you have to admire the way Nirvana tears ass through this song.
King Crimson live on BBC Radio’s Top Gear, 1969.
B.O.C.