Around the turn of the century I made a musical pilgrimage to the tiny Texas town of Luckenbach, once immortalised in song by Waylon Jennings.
Here is Jay Ferguson with his US hit Thunder Island, built around a riff that will be familiar to Rolling Stones fans.
Back from a week in Cornwall but still in a summer mood, so here’s today’s slice of cheesy disco fun – the only hit for Lipps Inc.
This was my introduction to the weird and wonderful world of The Cramps. They came along at exactly the right time with their decadent and pervy punk-adjacent rockabilly.
Tony McPhee never achieved the fame and fortune of Eric Clapton, Jimmy Page or Jeff Beck, his fellow British guitarists to emerge from Britain’s blues boom in the 1960s.
I don’t know a darn thing about Jacqueline Jones, and I can’t find anything out on the Interweb. No biographical details, no other tunes. But what a voice!
Rewind to 1975 and here’s an infectious tune by Max Romeo, one of reggae’s great survivors – still performing at the age of 78.
This is one of the classic reggae songs. And like so many classic reggae songs, it’s been covered many times in many different versions. And, for that matter, several different titles.
When it comes to Filipino funk, you could write what I know on the back of a postage stamp. I didn’t know it existed, and I didn’t know it was called Pinoy Funk.
I’ve always hated Supertramp… except this song. Which is ironic. Because it’s illogical.
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