Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Me And Famous People...Vol. 1

As a teen I used to love Rock Scene magazine. It was mostly just pictures of Richard and/or Lisa Robinson at Max's or CBGB's or parties with their version of celebrities: the Stooges, Patti Smith, the Ramones, Bowie, Roxy, etc. but it seemed so glamorous and exciting. Well, I'm away this week and too lazy to write a full blog entry before I leave so I thought I'd do my version of Rock Scene and just run some pix of myself and some famous faces I've stumbled into over the years.
Me and Rosco Gordon, WFMU Record Fair, 1992.
With Ernie K-Doe, Mother In Law Lounge, New Orleans, 1999. Left to right: Michelle Kozuchowski, Me, Ernie (R.I.P.), Kelly Keller (R.I.P.)
With Rudy Ray Moore (Dolemite), WFMU Record Fair, 1992. With Cordell Jackson, Lakeside Lounge, 1997.
Me with Phil May, Lakeside Lounge, 1999? What's the difference between a straight Englishman and a gay Englishman? Three pints.
With Chuck Wepner, the Bayonne Bleeder, 2000 at Nick Tosches book party (photo by Wayne Kramer).
With Robert Quine, I really miss him, Jeremy Tepper in the back, Hangover Hop, 1993. With Ike Turner, 1997 (Photo by Bob Gruen)
No Se No, 1984, Ray Kelly (w/Cowboy Hat), Me and the World Famous Blue Jays (Jay Sherman Godfrey and Jeremy Tepper).
Hasil Adkins and Me, 1985 (from 3-d original)
With Hank Ballard, 1987. Esquerita in the center, the rest of the gang, left to right Me, Billy Miller, Julie Whitney, Todd Abramson, Miriam Linna. 1982?

Monday, June 29, 2009

Viv Prince 2

Just got back to town and found this in my mailbox courtesy of Scott, the earliest known photo of Viv Prince as a professional musician-- that's him second from left, with Carter-Lewis & the Southerners. This came out in Belgium, 1963. I haven't heard it but Scott says the b-side ain't' bad. Thanks Scott.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Gillian's Found Photos #17

This week's edition of Gillian's Found Photos carries on last week's look at the Murray The K holiday shows at the Brooklyn Fox Theater. That's the Rolling Stones onstage. Playing in front of the curtain, which is drawn, I find that a bit odd. Brian looks rather lonely all the way over on the left. Can anyone date this? Does anyone know what songs they played? Generally the acts only did 2-3 songs. I assume this was before Satisfaction which really changed things for the Stones. Until Satisfaction they weren't all that big a deal in the States. They were well known, appeared on all the big TV shows: Ed Sullivan, Dean Martin (he made fun of them), Shindig, but certainly they were nowhere as big as the Beatles. In fact, the way I remember it, the Dave Clark 5 and Herman's Hermit's were bigger than the Stones in 1964. History tells us the Stones were the second biggest group of the British Intrusion, but as we know history is often wrong. And in the case of rock'n'roll, controlled and written by morons and hacks. The Rolling Stones struggled for a year and a half to make it in the States, only grabbing the #2 slot after Satisfaction went to #1 in the summer of '65, leading off an incredible string of hit singles that would last nearly eight years. Up until then, It's All Over Now and Time Is On My Side were their biggest hits, both were covers, and neither of them went to #1. I do remember The Last Time, issued a few months before Satisfaction as totally blowing my six year old mind with it's guitar sound. I'd been following the Stones since I got their first album for Christmas 1964,
but nobody else I knew seemed to care that much about them until the following summer. Not that I had a wide social circle at age six, but I knew they were cooler than Herman's Hermits, Gerry and the Pacemakers, or the Monkees. It's almost forty years since Brian Jones died, I've been thinking about him a lot. More on the subject to come. Here's the Dean Martin clip:

Friday, June 26, 2009

Wacko Jacko Ain't Comin' Backo!

Amazing, trashy, tell all, no publisher listed! Jordie's drawings of Jacko's genitalia reproduced in the above book. I'm not much a fan of Michael Jackson's music, but as I media figure I always found him quite interesting, especially in recent years. How can you not love somebody who would hold a baby over a balcony just to entertain his fans? Anyway, this book, Michael Jackson Was My Lover (The Secret Diary Of Jordie Chandler) by Victor M. Gutierrez, which lists no publisher (although it has a copyright date of 1995 and two printing dates, first edition 1996 and second edition 1997) is one of the great, sick, celeb reads. I found a copy at Shakespeare and Co. sitting on a table. The next day I went back to buy a second copy and the pile was gone, I never saw another copy again. Here are some chapter headings: Jackson's Use Of Enemas and Tampons (p. 64), The Staff Knew About Jordie (p. 77), Jordie's Description Of Jackson's Genitalia (p. 158). If you ever see a copy, grab it, it's a hoot and a half. After the announcement of Jacko's death, I turned on CNN to watch the media circus and a CNN reporter had cornered a woman, stalker-fan who spend all her time camped out outside of Jacko's rented Holmby Hills house. This woman had a teenage daughter in tow, both of them covered in Jacko ephemera. I felt sorry for the daughter, it was obvious that she wasn't so much Jacko crazed as her mother, but enjoyed having something to bond with her mom over. The mother was insane. When the CNN reporter asked her what it was about Jacko that made her spend all her time camped out in the street waiting for a glimpse of his head in a car speeding away, all she could say, over and over again was-- "He invented the Moon Walk! He INVENTED the Moon Walk!" Her eyes were bulging out of her head. Amazing. The other thing I'll miss are the N.Y. Post headlines: "Wacko Jacko Backo!"," Wacko Jacko Flees Flacko" (with a photo of paparazzi chasing Jacko into the Courthouse). Who can forget his court appearance in his PJ's? Who can forget him jumping onto the roof of an SUV after his arraignment, as if he'd just won twenty more Grammy awards? The press conference where he took even Al Sharpton by surprise by accusing Tommy Mottola of being a racist, white devil ("he's been acting very devilish"), when he thought Sony wasn't promoting his record Invincible enough. (Sharpton, who looked shocked was speechless for the first time in his life, eventually mumbling "I'm friends with Tommy Mottola, I don't think he's racist"). How about Jacko as the Scarecrow in The Wiz, Motown's re-make of Wizard Of Oz? Or the bizarre television appearances with Lisa Marie Presley, Martin Bashir, and others? He was as entertaining off the stage as on, maybe more. What a nut. The type only America could produce.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Sky Saxon 1946-2009

In all the Farrah-Jacko mania you might have missed the passing of Sky Saxon of the Seeds. They made some great records-- Pushin' Too Hard, Can't Seem To Make You Mine, etc. In fact their first two LP's: The Seeds and Web Of Sound (GNP Crescendo) are great, as their fake live LP Raw & Alive and the collection of outtakes issued in '77: Fallin' Off The Edge Of The World. I know the Doors totally modeled themselves on the Seeds, but I'll forgive 'em. Sky Saxon 1946-2009, RIP.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Viv Prince

Viv Prince after a night out in Denmark.
The Pretty Things 1965:Viv Prince front and center
Feelin' down? Me too, maybe it's the rain, but here's something that might cheer you up, it worked for me. It's footage of the Pretty Things with maniac drummer Viv Prince. If don't have a smile on your face by the very thought of Vivian Prince and the Pretty Things circa 1964-6 then you need to re-evaluate your entire life. Viv was the original wild man of British rock'n'roll. It's like he took all the uptight suppression of British society at the time and channeled it all into an explosive force that was himself. He is often sited as an influence on, and precursor to (and a few times fill-in for) Keith Moon. But Viv didn't need a gong. You rarely see anything written about Viv Prince that doesn't include the word lunatic. He was a perfect fit for the Pretty Things who hired him after burning through two other drummers (Pete Kitley and Viv Brougham, session man Bobby Graham played on their first recordings). Every rock'n'roll fan should own at least the first two Pretty Things albums (The Pretty Things and Get The Picture). In fact, put the Live On The BBC onto the must have list. If you don't have 'em, a good way to get the best early songs is via the Norton Records Pretty Things EP series (great covers and R&R sounds best at 45 rpm), or their entire catolog was re-issued by Snapper Records, these CD's all have bonus tracks and the first LP has some great CD-Rom video footage (although it no longer plays on my computer since they were released before Mac OS X). There's plenty of great early television clips of the Pretties on YouTube, most of it never shown in U.S (I do remember seeing the Honey I Need clip above as a tyke) although the best quality clips have Skip Allen on drums, so since they were not pertinent to today's posting, I didn't include them. Don't get me wrong, Skip was a great drummer (I love his fills on Midnight To Six Man), but Viv Prince was truly one of a kind. Viv doesn't play on that many of the Pretty Things recordings, if fact I'm not even sure which ones he does play on, no matter, they made many great records-- Don't Bring Me Down, Honey I Need, Get The Picture, Can't Stand The Pain, Come and See Me, Midnight To Six Man, LSD, killer renditions of Bo Diddley's Road Runner and Mama, Keep Your Big Mouth Shut, just off the top of my noggin', I'd say are right up there with the best of the Beatles, Stones, Kinks and Yardbirds. Anyway, getting back to today's subject, the above footage all features Viv Prince on drums. If you're interested in the subject, and how can you not be? I highly recommend the book- Don't Bring Me Down....Under (The Pretty Things In New Zealand, 1965) (UT Publishing, 2006) by Mike Stax, Andy Neill and John Baker, one of the greatest tales of rock'n'roll debauchery, mayhem and crustaceans ever told. The story of perhaps the most legendary rock'n'roll tour of all time. It was certainly the funniest. I swear, I just about shit my pants laughing while reading this book, you can find it here. The photos and newsclippings alone would be worth the price, the story itself, I could not possibly do justice to here, treat yourself and get this one.
After getting the boot from the Pretties, Prince went on to record this solo single-- Light Of The Charge Brigade b/w Minuet For Ringo (Columbia, U.K. the b-side is bad so I'm not including it, only Cathy on the Patty Duke Show likes minuets). The Pretty Things went off the track on their third LP Emotions, changed directions and became a great psychedelic pop combo with the single Deflecting Grey and the concept album S.F. Sorrow, then Dick Taylor quit and they were never quite the same although they made some good records, it wasn't until he returned in the early 90's that they truly reclaimed their original sound. The Pretty Things are still around, God love 'em, they came through New York about ten years ago (seems like yesterday)and were incredible, I've gotta dig out the Lakeside photo booth pix of the drunken night I spent hanging with Phil May and Dick Taylor and post 'em one of these day. Those guys know how to have fun! BTW did anyone notice at the Royal Wedding back in '81 when Princess Di came down the aisle, Phil May sitting in an aisle seat? I thought I was imagining things, but it really was him.
Viv Prince is still alive, living somewhere in Portugal, and evidently as crazy as ever. God bless Viv Prince, the Pretty Things, and everything they ever demolished.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Lafayette "The Thing" Thomas

The Thing demonstrates how to keep white shoes clean while playing. Jerhl was his middle name, but why did they call him "The Thing"? Killer 1957 instrumental. The Thing gets top billing on this 1955 b-side. Lafayette "The Thing" Thomas was a guitarist who sure knew how to liven up a record. His style has been described as "incendiary", as good an adjective to describe his playing as any I could think up. All but forgotten today, he appeared on dozens of records in the fifties and sixties, most prominently those of Jimmy McCracklin & his Blues Blasters whom he spent fifteen years with, as well as the best releases on the Oakland, California based Irma label, a handful of solo releases, and a smattering of other sides scattered over a bewildering variety of indie labels. There's not a whole helluva lot of information on Lafayette Thomas. He was born in Shreveport, Louisiana on June 13, 1928 (a Gemini, like me), there's a nineteen year gap before our next sighting of the one who would be called, for reasons that seem lost to time, The Thing. In 1948 he was living in San Francisco. He started out playing a steel guitar, he saved up for his first regular electric guitar by working at the American Can Company. He began his career he gigging around the Bay Area with Al Simmons, Little Bob Young, and Bob Geddins' Cavaliers. His first recordings were with Geddins' and with R&B shouter Jimmy Wilson for the tiny Cave Tone label, the first of many labels Bob Geddins would own. These 78's are so rare I've never heard them, but you can look at them, as some candidate for canonization has seen fit to devote a page of cyberspace to an illustrated discography of our subject de jour. Somehow, The Thing shows up in Memphis in 1951, were he recorded his first solo record for producer Sam Phillips, who leased the sides to Chess in Chicago. Sam's Drag b/w Baby Take A Chance With Me were released under the name L.J. Thomas and his Louisiana Playboys on Chess in '52. The a-side was a wonderfully primitive guitar instrumental with plenty of the speaker blowing distortion that Sam Phillips loved so much.The flip was a vocal blues, in fact it still is. Try finding an original copy today. Soon he was back in the Bay Area, working at a joint on Filmore Street called the House Of Joy where he caught the ear of piano pounding rocker Jimmy McCracklin, whose band the Blues Blasters he joined in 1951. With McCracklin he would record for Swing Time, Modern, Peacock, Irma, Art-Tone, Checker and Mercury, producing more good records than any sane person can count. Some highlights of his early years with McCracklin include Blues Blaster Boogie (Peacock), Blues Blaster Shuffle (Modern), Josephine (Modern) , Beer Tavern (Irma), She's Gone (Peacock), The Swinging Thing (Peacock) and You're The One (Irma). He also recorded solo sides, the next, which appeared the ridiculously obscure Trilyte label was a brilliant instrumental called The Thing b/w Weekly Blues in 1955. Another appeared in 1957 on Bob Geddins' Jumping label -- Cockroach Run, a killer guitar romp that was so low budget it didn't even have a b-side (a goofy comedy break in called The Trial was used as the flip). Don Robey's Peacock label in Houston recorded him as a leader after a McCracklin session with the blazing Jumpin' In The Heart Of Town and Standing In The Doorway Crying but these, probably his finest solo recordings were left in the vault to rot until the U.K. Ace label salvaged them and released them in 1987 on the LP Bay Area Blues Blasters (Ace 224) which featured a photo of The Thing himself wielding a Stratocaster as if it were a battle axe. In these years he played lots of sessions in the Bay Area, working for producers Bob Geddins (Art Tone, Irma, Big Town, Oak City, and others) or Ollie Hunt (Trilyte, Olliet, Oliver and Scotty's Radio). Hunt paid him $128 a week at a time when session union scale was $44.25 for a four hour session. We can assume that not many people bought these records as they're rare as hell. Point in question, this rockin' monster by Texan, Juke Boy Bonner (mis-spelled Barner on the label)-- Rock With Me Baby b/w Well Baby (Irma), one of the greatest rockin' blues sides ever recorded, Thomas sounds like his guitar has barbed wire strings. Collector Dick Blackburn says that less than ten copies are known to have survived*. Some of the best of Lafayette Thomas' playing can be heard on these mid-50's recordings like Jimmy Wilson's Big Town recording like Oh Red and Tell Me on which he solos. He also appears up on this classic by bad ass Willie Mae "Big Mama" Thorton-- Big Mama's Comin' b/w Don't Talk Back (Irma). Meanwhile, Jimmy McCracklin finally hit paydirt with the smash hit-- The Walk on Chess subsidiary Checker in 1957 which featured Thomas' classic guitar lick. McCracklin cut a handful of rockin' singles and an LP for Checker (in fact, the Japanese re-issue of the LP adds the words "featuring Lafayette Thomas" to the cover) in 1957-58. My favorites are Everybody Rock b/w Get Tough, and this instrumental LP track Trottin'. Checker also recorded Lafayette solo on this great track which remained in the vault until the 1980's when it showed up on the aforementioned Japanese album-- Claim On You. In '58 McCracklin moved to Mercury Records, recording another batch of excellent singles in the same mold as The Walk, Georgia Slop being the best of the batch. Although no discography credits Thomas on the McCracklin Mercury sides, anyone with ears can hear it is him. He seems to have left McCracklin's band somewhere around this time. McCracklin would go on to have hits on Geddins' Art Tone (including Just Got To Know a #2 R&B in '61) and Imperial (Think, #7 R&B in '65) and release over thirty albums and hundreds of singles spread out over dozens of labels. In fact, he's still at it. Around '59 or '60 Lafayette Thomas moved to New York City briefly, working with rockin' pianist Sam Price he cut one excellent single for Savoy-- Lafayette's A Comin' b/w Please Come Back, he also played on two Prestige LP's with Little Brother Montgomery, played in Memphis Slim's band for awhile then returned to the Bay Area for good. By the mid-sixties work was getting scarce and he took various jobs outside of music, including working in a factory assembling hoses. He was signed by Liberty subsidiary World Pacific and cut some sides with blues pedal steel player L.C. Robinson in '68, he can be heard on the Arhoolie LP Oakland Blues, his final job was backing up Sugar Pie DeSanto whose 1972 single Hello San Francisco was his last recording. At this point music was a sideline for Lafayette Thomas. In the early 70's he made some blues festival appearances and then 1977, only 48 years old, he dropped dead of a heart attack. Today he's mostly forgotten except for me, Jimmy McCracklin and the guy with illustrated discography web page. So what? Who cares? That was fifty years ago! Why do I keep digging out these obscure names and writing this swill? I asked myself these questions while I'm logging the tunes onto this page for anyone who wants to hear (or download) 'em. I mean, I already have the records, I can hear 'em whenever I want. I guess I'm still amazed at how many incredible, unique characters were out there that could channel their personal idiosyncrasies through rock'n'roll. It sometimes astounds me how many great records there are to hear. Like a bottomless well of great, wild records that only a handful of people have heard. Sadly, the well seems to have dried up sometime around the mid-sixties. In a way, there's probably more good guitar players around today as ever, but good as in technically proficient, the wrong kind of good, because unfortunately they all sound the same to these ears. I guess back before the corporate takeover of the music biz, the guys who ran these little labels were always looking for something new, something unique. Unique was Sam Phillips', the first to record Lafayette Thomas solo, mantra. Nowadays the knuckleheads in charge want everything to sound the same. Same drum beat--- just pick a setting on the machine (there's probably one built into your computer, there's one on mine), even the Rolling Stones do it, sample the drums that is, but it's the same with guitar players, a stage full of effects pedals don't help, it still sounds like the same shit. But these old guys, they all sounded different. Lafayette Thomas didn't sound anything like Ike Turner who didn't sound anything like Johnny Guitar Watson who didn't sound anything like Link Wray who didn't sound like Lowman Pauling....you get the picture. You hear one of these guys, none of 'em were technically great players, some of 'em can hardly play, and some of the best played out of tune (i.e. Chuck Berry) but you can recognize their sound in a second, it was them, their whole personality, all the bullshit in their lives, channeled through six strings and fed into a broken down amplifier. I guess that's the so called point of all this. And that's what I like about driving myself crazy trying to find every record Lafayette Thomas played a guitar solo on. *The quote from Dick Blackburn about the rariety of the Juke Boy Barner Irma 45 comes from Angel Baby's radio show Lost In Paradise, which Blackburn appears on monthly. Angel Baby broadcasts live every Monday night at 7:30 PM PST and can be heard streaming or on podcast. If you want to hear some really rare and great records give a listen.

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