I’ve said it before, this is the greatest of rock songs. Passion, euphemism, nursery melodies, giant drums, go-go dancers, and a sax solo. Case closed.
Category Archives: dancing
Jackie Wilson, Higher and Higher
Baddest Bassline of All Time
Again I sing the praises of 70’s funk. This one is the perfection of Sly’s Family Affair style. Family Affair was the bigger hit but what do they know? Among its many virtues, this is the baddest baseline in history. I open the floor to other contenders.
Speaking Of Hellas Covers
Here’s one that’s definitely grown on me over the years. The noisy guitary chorus with the Keith Moon drums doesn’t feel right at first and takes some time to get used to. But what the hell. . .
Caroline Rose, Soul No. 5
From the same label as the Ron Gallo cut I posted last night, there was a link on the end of his video, this is just plain goofy exuberant fun. The album is out later this month.
Primal Scream, Nitty Gritty
Here’s that band again and that album again. I think you could do the same dance to this song too.
Shirley Ellis, Nitty Gritty
Fun novelty tune from Ellis, who also did the bewitching and irksome Name Game, but a mesmerizing dance video as well, like a kaleidoscope with swing. Thank you, Walker, for the hat tip.
Surf Fuzz Garage Boogie Woogie Hard Rock ‘N’ Roll
Uncle Acid’s first album has been floating around for a few years but wasn’t very accessible. They finally remixed it, remastered it and released it properly. (I even saw it at FYE over the weekend, the last-gasp mall record store.)
Music to shake one’s ass to:
Just found out about this today. A new album at the end of August (it’s been an excessively long time) excites me greatly. Not sure about this yet; I’ll have to see how it grows on me. For now I’ll say “catchy.”
Jonathan Demme has died.
Jonathan Demme’s life is rightly noted for his versatile and diverse talents and interests, though his love of music seems to be the unifying connection between his genre films, documentaries, blockbusters, and humanitarian work. I liked much of his oeuvre, maybe not as passionately as some, but I admired his restless and generous life. And when I heard the news I thought of this, as I’m sure did many: