I see a teardrop on your coat.....

Because I tend to think everyone reads Dan Phillip's, Home of The Groove, I also tend to forget to mention when the man truly outdoes himself.....like his continuing series on Wardell Quezerque titled, "Tracking the Big Q Factor".

If you haven't checked out the series yet, then you definitely should. Loads of info along with a shocking number of rare records posted. Unfortunately, the links are now dead on Pts. 1, 2, and 3.....but they're still good on Pt.4a....and of course Pt.4b was just published a few days ago.

I would also advice that you check out the links Dan provides to pages on Sir Shambling's site within the text. Between the two of them they provide the best, most complete, overview available on several very obscure artists.

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Before I forget, I should post these two tunes. They come courtesy of regular reader, "Lance McCoy", who, I'm sorry to say, gets no prize beyond my sincere gratitude. Ya see, I've been begging for an mp3 of this record for over two years now. And that's because no one I know had ever heard the 45, much less ever seen a copy, that is, until "Lance" came through for the win. *big applause*

As far as I know, the record has never been comped. It's by Huey Smith and was released on Instant 3297 in 1969. Pt.1 is an instrumental jam. Side-B is where the vocals come into play. Unfortunately, there are no label scans.

Two Way Pockaway Pt1.

Two Way Pockaway Pt2.

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I don't imagine there's any need to introduce Bobby Bland. Or for that matter, any need to fret about coming up with a song his fans aren't familiar with. Thus I'll stick to a tune I consider nearly impossible to forget.

From 1968. My only complaint is that it doesn't run for 20 minutes or more..........

You'll never get a ring in my nose...

I don't do memorials anymore. As the subheading on the blog says: our mother kills us, our father eats us, we are not in our casket, we are not in the cemetery.

Just in case the quote's not entirely obvious, I meant it as a metaphor for the situation of many lesser known artists. In short, the offended "bones" continue to sing even after death [literal and figurative]...don't they?

Anyway, this tune goes out to Benny Spellman. By all accounts, a good man.

[That's Mr. Spellman doing his well-known basso-profondo bit on this cut]

Respect is due....

It might happy, it might be sad....

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