I'll spare you the embeds, but I just want you to see this 3-step 60s journey into the eroded canyons of our mind here at Meadhouse:
1. "Just a Little" — Beau Brummels.
2. "We Ain't Got Nothin' Yet" — Blues Magoos.
3. "I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night)" — Electric Prunes.
March 6, 2016
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I would have followed that with "Journey to the Center of the Mind" by the Amboy Dukes (led by Ted Nugent).
What means "eronded"?
First concert I ever went to was The Blues Magoos at the old St. Paul Auditorium. 1968 maybe? It was the Winter Carnival concert.
Doug said...What means "eronded"?
Where is commentor ron when you need him to explain "erondenous zones"?
CBS just brought us into the 70's rathole of the Weather Underground.
They did a whole piece about the blowing up of the historic house, the people who died, and two fugitives who escaped and hid, one who became a professor at Columbia University.
Not one mention or picture of Bill Ayers.
Must they still protect Obama?
A 60s good old boy died. Pat Conroy.(8
I know members of the Blues Magoos who live in Woodstock. They've recently reformed and played a few nostalgia gigs.
They weren't that good (or interesting) to begin with, but any hit single from the 60s is good for a half dozen nostalgia gigs every 5 to 10 years. (Not that those gigs pay anything, at least by the standards of people accustomed to making a decent living. We're talking about, maybe, $100 per minus travel expenses.)
One of the original Magoos is a guy known alternatively in town as "Mr. Bicycle Repairman" or "Swami Pastrami." He quit playing anything but local gigs decades ago and lives in voluntary poverty in some sort of religious cult that I can't quite identify. He won't even do the nostagia gigs and I don't blame him.
On top of the cheap pay, you've got to lift and carry your own equipment, which could be a medical disaster for guys in their late 60s and early 70s.
Friday On My Mind ~ Co-written by their guitarist George Young, older brother of Malcolm and Angus.
Lead singer Stevie Wright recently passed away.
I digress ...
What means "eronded"?
Help me, Eronded. Help me get her outta my corroded, wasted, ravaged, spoiled heart.
Typo corrected.
You people really did need a rathole, didn't you?
Listening to these clips today...
The Beau Brummels sound like The Bee Gees. Something about the tone of the lead singers voice. And I remembered the Beau Brummels as being cute, but the lead singer is surprisingly ugly. And is he wearing a wig?
The Blue Magoos seemed to get away with just shouting instead of singing. They remind me of The Yardbirds. Tough guys. Too rowdy for my teenage girl taste.
The Electric Prunes had a classic psychedelic name — adjective + food item — and song title. Such a hippie thing. And that autoharp. When I see an autoharp, I think of The Lovin' Spoonful.
And The Bee Gees, The Yardbirds, and The Lovin' Spoonful were much better than The Beau Brummels, The Blues Magoos, and The Electric Prunes.
Make America a Rathole Again.
I could really be a Beau Brummels baby if I just gave it half a chance.
The Blues Magoos - proto punk. Directional arrow to the Ramones. Fun in small doses. The wig thing? A lot of the "Beatle" recreation bands use them these days - reference the band 1964 ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K05lkpoj1FE ). Note to concert goers - always sit in the back where the illusion is better.
Electric Prunes? Background noise to my hippie days when we were listening to anything out of the San Francisco Bay area. NOBODY had an Electric Prune album. It would have been embarrassing.
Howlin Wolf, Smokestack Lightning 1964
From these guys.
The Electric Prunes? Perfect name for a band in the superficial 60's.
People were unattractive back then.
So this is what you do to prepare for the Sunday morning talking heads. I don't blame you.
Dick Clark declares: "It's a gassy thing?"
Flatulent and fatuous.
I approve.
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