Hurtin' each other just for kicks.....

A tough 45 to get your hands on.

Tough enough that it wasn't until last spring that the average person could easily hear it at all. That's when someone who doesn't actually own the record posted an audio clip on youtube along with a scan of the 45 lifted from Popsike. I suspect the mp3 came from a now unavailable mix posted online a couple of years ago.

Anyway, here's my rip of the a-side. As far as I know, it's never been comped.......which is surprising given that it's a superior example of Wardell Quezerque's production work.

Hope ya'll enjoy.........

Boogie children....

What a crazy week it's been.

Anyway, we're back home, power is on, and the internet is working....at least for the moment. I imagine Cox [the local ISP] will find a way to screw it up soon enough.

Fyi, Cox may be the only ISP to ever establish an official 'apology' line....a special number to call when you felt the need to hear a pre-recorded apology for their lousy service. This was after Katrina. Truth.

I couldn't help but notice various recent news reports about how folks in Louisiana are "whining" about the lack of power in the aftermath of Isaac. Just so ya'll know, complaining about our local utility service is a time honored tradition. I might also point out that we enjoy a general level of "service" which many of you would find appalling. Making a fuss is often the only practical recourse. Truth, yet again.

Oh yeah, to add to the weirdness of the past week, I finally saw two complete episodes of "Treme". My apologies to those who like the show, but I thought it total trash. For all it's laudable use of local color, every single time the possibility of 'realness' raises it's head the show's production team falls back on cliches and canned sound.

Seriously ya'll, "Treme" and "Glee" are not that far apart. Get a grip.

New Orleans, land of dreams [and a million false projections].

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I'm about to quit buying records through the mail. It's not really necessary, and I'm getting very tired of receiving broken 45s. Three, in the last few weeks.

This is one. It's now cracked when it used to be a very nice original copy. Apparently a USPS drove a truck over it. I suppose I should be happy it wasn't delivered in 16 pieces.

Hope ya'll enjoy........