Monday, May 20, 2013

If you're feelin' sad and lonely, there's a service I can render




The readership does not want to know how much its humble hostess enjoyed this video. She does, however, advise the readership to soldier through until at least the 1:07 mark when the dancing chicks make the scene.

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14 comments:

Erin O'Brien said...

Upon further review, I've come to the conclusion that those girls were way ahead of their time. I mean come on, those dresses? Not getting it for those moves.

These girls needed go-go boots and some seriously mod mini skirt ensemble. We can only hope they kept up that level of pep through 1975.

Erin O'Brien said...

Is it masturbatory to comment on your own blog post when no one else has commented on it? Dunno.

Anonymous said...

Thanks a lot, Erin...those links to the Midnight Special TV show are going to keep me chained to this GUDdamn computer for the next 96 hours or so.

Here are a few factsicles about a few of the artists linked to the Montez vid, for anyone interested.
On the Steely Dan "Reeling in the Years" the guitars are Denny Dias and Jeff "Skunk" Baxter. However, neither one of those players did the studio guitar solo for the song-that was studio session player ne plus ultra Elliot Randall. Jimmy Page has said that this is the finest guitar solo he has ever heard. Dias is now a computer programmer. Baxter joined the Doobie Brothers and was their guitarist for most of their most successful songs. He now serves as a consultant to the Department of Defense(!) on missile defense issues....A hippied-up Bill Cosby was the host that night...

Erin, did you see the link to Todd? I have never never never seen him all glammed up like that. It's just frickin' scary...it's like seeing a Groucho mask on the Mona Lisa.

In the days before MTV the late night music shows were the only way for fans to keep up with artists, old or new. Among some of the other shows were 'In Concert' which morphed into 'Don Kirshner's Rock Concert', and 'Night Train.'

As far as Chris Montez is concerned, it was incredibly brave for a F>M transsexual to go public in those days. But he should have left 'Call Me' to Petula Clark.

Thanks for reading...

MR

glittermom said...

I swear I saw that on the Hullaballo tv show in the 60's!!!

Kalei's Best Friend said...

I remember him.. just had to google if he was alive... would u believe he's 70 ??????? .. as far as the girls and go-go boots, that whole era was sad...don't u think?

Anonymous said...

@Erin-

I would say that behavior was masturbatory only if one enjoyed an orgasm while engaging in it.

MR

Hal said...

I think that's from "Shindig."

Anonymous said...

@Erin-
It seems that you have a knack for posts which inadvertently lead me all over the damn map...and I never mind the detours. I urge any interested readers to google up the "End of the Century" LP by the Ramones...'Do You Remember Rock-n-Roll Radio' is a glorious shout-out to all the local versions of 'American Bandstand' prevalent in the sixties, including Cleveland's own 'Upbeat', hosted by Don Webster. Trivia Factsicle: The LP was produced by Phil Spector shortly before that rug sitch of his drove him over the edge...

MR

Erin O'Brien said...

MR, I am very busy with work, but can't wait to dig up the Todd R. clip you're talking about.

GM and Hal, you two are way ahead of me. All I can remember is Soul Train and Don Kirshner, although I had Kirshner's mixed up with the Midnight Special.

Kalie BF: my internal reaction was: gee, he's only 70?

Mrs. C said...

Are we talking Todd Rundgren? Clip? Feed me.

Anonymous said...

@ Mrs C:

I saw the link to Rundgren right off the vid Erin posted, -OR- just google 'Rundgren Midnight Special' and it should pop up. That's what I referred to above with Erin-one could easily go link-to-link-to-link from that starting point and never get bored and always find a great 'one last clip' to prevent a needless and senseless return to work, school, household duties or your dialysis appointment. 'Six Degrees of Kevin Rowland*.'

Say, while you're here, do you remember the conversation a couple or six months ago about Steppenwolf's "America"? I finally found a copy of their 'Monster' LP, and by 'found' I mean 'badgered my favorite retailer into selling me HIS copy.'

The human memory is astonishing-it's easily 30 years since I last listened to that song or to 'From Here to There, Eventually' and I remembered every frickin' line. And I still get a chill when the band breaks into the melody line for the final chorus...our memory is the most efficient and complete filing system ever developed, but only one person in the world-yourself-understands the method.

MR

*If anyone can identify this referrence without benefit of a search engine-no cheating, now-I'll send you a coupon for a Dilly Bar.

Dan Bushman said...

Finally got to watch this. I so want to be one of those dancing chicks.

Mrs. C said...

@MR--lost track of this thread, but took a few to suss it out and jump back in.

Being a radical-pinko-hippie-freak-commie-liberal-east-coast-mind-raping-all-the-kiddos kinda teacher, I use Monster in my junior English classes (American lit whilst they take American history over in the Social Studies department). My students were blown. away. (Dang, I keep forgetting the NSA is watching; hey, 'boo!)

And yeah, the music of our youth? That stuff STICKS.

Anonymous said...

Hey Mrs C-

In the last couple of years I have caught myself thinking of what the ouvre du jour was to remember which year was which. 1974? 'Relayer' from Yes. Played virtually non-stop with headphones for ten days or two weeks so I would learn the lyrics#. 1975? 'Red Octopus' from Jefferson Starship and featuring the sublime rocker "Fast Buck Freddie". 1970? The 'Layla*' LP'. '78? 'Some Girls' from the Stones with the immortal (and censored) line "Black girls just wanna get fucked all night/I don't have that much jam.' 1977? "1977" by the Clash, of course-which was like throwing a stick of dynamite into a convent.

Ah, the dreams, the dreams...

MR

* and also Kent State, and "Ohio."

# and a date with CSNY (AND Santana. AND The Band)-with 88,000 of my best friends at the old Cleveland Municipal Stadium. Twelve bucks. I am told by someone I trust that there was mescaline involved.