Time for some shades of the deepest, Deep Purpley, purple on this wintery night.
Whoa… Dig it… Just. Dig. It. Hush, baby. Hush.
❤❤❤❤❤ the Wolfman Jack. That’s the fact. ❤ the Jack. They don’t make ’em like that anymore, ghouls and ‘goyles. Allan Freed, Dick Clark, neither. Nor fictional jocks Doctor Johnny Fever and Venus, baby, Flytrap. I ❤ these cats and old school radio like nobody’s business. They have been a HUGE and obvious influence on my life and this blog.
Spent the bulk of my youth watching The Wolfman host The Midnight Special. All THE best acts performed. For nine years beginning in 1972 everyone who was anyone from Carol Burnett to T-Rex was there. No kidding. Just plain everyone. AC/DC. Aerosmith. Earl Scruggs. George Carlin. The Cars! Uh, yeah. Blondie. Steve Martin. Cheap Trick. Heart! Uh, crazy, baby! Just crazy. Jimmie Walker. Ike and Tina. Everyone. Just everyone.
When The Wolfman played your record or had you appear on The ‘Special you had made it. If you hadn’t already arrived, you were presently. He had that much sway. Uh, yeah. He was almost singlehandedly responsible for the soundtracks of our youth. Radio and record industries were entirely different creatures than they are today. Almost everyone on the continent was listening to the same tunes, part of a musical collective consciousness and from coast to coast groovy cats like the Jack, Freed and Dick were in drivers seat.
The world wouldn’t be what it is today without the likes our beloved Wolfman. It just wouldn’t.
Hats off, dude. Hats off… and thanks a bunch.
Hey? Knock, knock.
Natch, baby. Natch. Ha-ha ha. Clap for The Wolfman.
Whoa! Local weather forecast is for a high 5°C/41°F tomorrow! Time to get the poor-boy caps and the boots on! Yay! Maybe even a wee bit of fleeting snow on Wednesday?!
Here’s an all-time of all Time and Space. This tune has always been a favourite. Can’t remember it ever not.
The first really crisp weather of the season always puts me In the Mood for Glenn Miller and his orchestra, cats and kittens. Always. Autumn is such a groovy, jazzy Time of year, hey? Won’t be long now, boy, until the snow flies and sticks around for awhile.
One of THE best tunes EVER written. Just ever! As fab-u-lous today as the day it was released on 78 in ’39, baby. Here’s the marvellously mysterious Mr. Miller with In the Mood. Bah bah…
Once again from the Rockpalast, don’t cha know?
Fools in Love they think they’re heroes, cats and kittens…
* WDIZ! will look at Look Sharp more Sirius-ly in the future.
The Dizzy Fool:
Keeping’ some Bad Company here at WDIZ!
Put up the spotlights one and all…
Hey, cats and kittens, welcome to the inaugural WDIZ! Dance Rally! Yay!
I ❤❤❤❤❤ this song. The tolling, quiet, beating scarcity of the introduction builds into a percussion crescendo, which collides with the fullness of the rhythm section. And… Uh, yeah! It’s just SO groovy and funky! Killer, dirty bass line. Funky riff. It all just flows. It’s tied up all nice and tight at the end, too. A fave of all Time and Space. You can’t help but dance and groove. That’s actually the challenge, baby. Uh, yeah. I’m challenging you to funk your ass off to give Evil a run for his money!
Oh! And Scott sends his regards…
Ready? Dance Rally! Let’s show Evil exactly what kinda Sirius-ly stern, groovy-good shit we’re made of. And how! Now… DANCE! 😜 lol
Do-be do-be do it’s the Doobies, man. Dig it…
No wise man has the power to reason away… What a Fool Believes… Word.