I spent last week in Los Angeles, hanging with my family. Along with the cooking, laughing and listening I did, I was finally able to coerce my dad into writing another "DadMog". Hope everyone enjoys reading this as much as I did:It's 1985, we're in a radio studio in Santa Monica with the architect of rock and roll, Little Richard himself, and he can't stop talking about Buddy Holly's schlong...
was undoubtedly past his flamboyant best, but the erstwhile medicine show performer who called himself "Princess Lavone" could still come up with the goods, as he did on this Brunswick recording from the mid-sixties
Some years ago I bought the box set of Little Richard's recordings for Specialty RecordsIncluded therein is a short promo segment where Little Richard is recording various takes pitching the pomade Royal Crown HairdressingIt's amazing. He approaches this with tremendous energy and enthusiasm, and no take is even remotely the same. He's just riffing to beat the band. Kinda like his glorious music.
I spent last week in Los Angeles, hanging with my family. Along with the cooking, laughing and listening I did, I was finally able to coerce my dad into writing another "DadMog". Hope everyone enjoys reading this as much as I did:It's 1985, we're in a radio studio in Santa Monica with the architect of rock and roll, Little Richard himself, and he can't stop talking about Buddy Holly's schlong...
in 1970, with a backing band that sounds suspiciously like the Meters.NEED I SAY MORE? Well, probably yes. Despite the openly "flamboyant" nature of the main performers, this song and the riddim attached to it became a huge hit, re-recorded many times since in homophobic Jamaica. Hmmmmm....