Edit: Been sitting on this one for a while boys, finally getting it completed hoping I haven’t lost my “fan base”. 🙂 Still reading comments though and interested in what’s going on with y’all. Hope all is well, enjoy this Humboldt sweetness.
Our little itty bitty garden. 15+ years of busting my hump (swinging a pick, kicking a shovel and chasing a wheelbarrow) for a living, I’m just not that motivated to do anything spectacular in the dirt. This is enough to put several meals worth of vegetables on the table and to get together some jars of salsa (by the way, contrary to popular belief, in my opinion salsa is much better with cilantro/coriander). The best garden I ever had was back in college with Dave Slam up in Kneeland, all dug by hand, with truck load after truck load of horse manure and crab shells, tilled in. Fruit, vegetables and flowers for drying. Amazing what a 22 year old punk rock doper/drunk college student can do (just me, Dave was clean as a whistle, studied very hard and enjoyed listening to 70’s love ballads). It must have been around 50′ x 50′ and now I’m reduced to 6′ x 6′, ha, ha. All cleaned up now, but too out of shape and broke down to let my physical and creative forces flow.
Anybody ever heard this one?
Rolf Harris – Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport
Back when I was a kid in the 70’s it seemed like every other year I would make the trek from where I lived then, in the City of Angels to where I live now, amongst relatives in Kansas. We’d either drive and see the sights, which I actually enjoyed, or do it the quick way, even though it seemed like forever, and take the plane. Actually we took the train once and that wasn’t so bad, but another time we took the Greyhound and if you’ve been there you know that long distance bus rides are less than desirable. Anyway, so on the plane trips, which were too short for a movie I usually slept, if the cabin pressure didn’t make my ears explode or listen to those head sets that plug into the arm rest. On one trip I heard that song for the first time and I just loved it. The music was on a loop so I actually got to here the tune 2 or 3 times. So here we are 30 something years later and I’ve rediscovered the tune. A little silly but still not too bad. So I looked it up, here and it turns out there’s a little bit of controversy to it. The forth verse was originally different (Abos=derogatory term for Aborigines).
“Let me Abos go loose, Lou
Let me Abos go loose
They’re of no further use, Lou
So let me Abos go loose.”
A bit of useless trivia about a silly song written in late 50’s Australia, that no on really cares about. Just for my buddy Mike though, over at Strange Reaction who is a big fan of the guys who help out Rolf on this alternate take.
Rolf Harris – Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport (ft. The Beatles)
Everybody deserves a sock in the eye every once in a while. In lieu of that I’ve got some random tunes I wanted to share with you. My buddy Alex reminded me of this one that I’ve got on a mixed tape somewhere. Up in Humboldt the helicopters used to fly low dawn till dusk at those special times of the year, in the never ending search for the devil’s weed. Really puts you on edge when you’re one involved with cultivation. Interesting take on the violent side of reggae, “…but if you continue to burn up the herbs, we gonna burn down the cane fields”,
John Holt – Police In Helicopter
Tried to turn my son onto this one from about 1988 since he’s on the rap tip, but he couldn’t get into that rap/reggae fusion thing that has been popular off and on. Don Baron proves though that he IS the “Fast Talk Man”,
Don Baron – Fast Talk Man
Another buddy of mine that I haven’t seen around here in a long time, Mr. Batguano over at the awesome Fugitve Equilibrium. Turned me onto La Casa Fantom out of Oslo, Norway. This tune is from their first LP in 2000 and for just having drum and bass this shit hits you hard,
La Casa Fantom – Sorte Lunger
Heard this classic on the radio the other day and kinda just putting it out there to see if anyone is reading and digs Nazareth,
Nazareth – Miss Misery
Little Jimmy came though again with another nugget from mid-80’s Humboldt. Another band that I saw at many a party, but in my mind they all blur together as one party. Schmidt was a popular beer in those part, back then and actually I’ve never seen it anywhere else. As far as types of beer goes I’d put it in the category of “cheap”, if that tells you anything. 12 packs came in four different can decorations and there were those who claimed that one type was better than another (including myself). Many drunk nights, hangovers and barfing sessions associated with that beer. Used to get it from that liquor store that was in between the motel and Hey Juans, by the footbridge over to HSU. Anyway, the Schmidtheads were one of those post punk things that only Humboldt could have produced. The members were,
Patty (Gamel) Forbes – vox
Chris Means – guit/vox
Billy Britain – guit/vox
Jason Brown – bass
Sherri Frost – drums
You’ll run across these names frequently in various bands as the scene there recycled musicians constantly. Patty really could belt out a song, Chris you’ll see around here a lot as time goes on with his killer chords (The Leftovers from a couple of posts ago) and Sherri has already been featured here with the tune, The Jane Maxwell Band – Some Of Us and one of my favorite bands, Students From Marin/Sherri’s Flappin’ Mammies. If there’s one tune I remembered listening to this some 20+ years after the fact, it’s “Mary Kay Cosmetic Queen. Other than that you get a few killer cover’s and some of Humboldt’s finest originals. So if you were there take a minute to get nostalgic and know how lucky you were, but if this is all new, know that all kinds of shit was going on in the middle of nowhere Northern California.