Monday, October 31, 2005
our times
A cute little toddler in cornrows comes to our house for Halloween and holds her bag open, too young to say "Twick or Tweat". Following behind her with her bag was a girl that looked 12 maybe 13 years old, gettin' just above the Trick or Treating age. After a short conversation we find out that the older one is the younger one's Mother! She's Trick or Treating with her baby! Lord help us.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
unbleeble review
this guy, Alan, nails it!...
If there’s a musician who wears his heart on his sleeve as ardently as ace pop ‘n’ roller Terry Anderson, I’d like to know who it is and invite him over to Anderson’s house to whoop it up a bit with the boys in the band. Wake up the neighbors. Doesn’t matter the time of day, neither.
It would be easy to dismiss Anderson as just another pop ‘n’ roller singing about women and drinking and whole lot of other ings, but there’s an indisputable charm about the guy and his music. The way he mixes the pop and the roll into such a delectable, toe-tapping musical stew is to be admired and, even more, awed. You really can’t help being swayed by his charms.
On the self-titled Terry Anderson and the Olympic Ass-Kickin Team, Anderson and his crack band tear through a baker’s dozen, mostly propulsive tunes driven by Anderson’s bangin’ drumming and enthusiastic, committed vocals. From the opening, most excellent Rockpile nod, “Can’t Get the One You Want,” to the closing country stomper, “Rehab,” featuring Walter Clevenger and the Dairy Kings and the Spongetones’ Jamie Hoover (playing a mean mandolin) on a tune somewhat reminiscent of McGuiness Flint’s “When I’m Dead and Gone,” this album is one wild ride. Hang on to your hats, children; the meek, enter at your own risk. The rest of you…well, you know who you are.
Anderson is one of those guys who knows how to soak up his influences and jumble them up in his mind to the point that they come out sounding not so much like them, but like him (see how deftly he cops the Beatles at the beginning of the poppy, complete-with-sitar “Inez,” and quickly goes off on his own, entrancing way). This is no simple task, by the way; look how he comes out swinging like he’s Rockpile filtered through his sensibilities and tell me if he doesn’t make it work (dig that pure pop middle-eight; those glorious harmonies are the shit).
Listen to the deliberately-paced and still rockin’ Chuck Berry groove of “Purple GTO” and see if you don’t get the idea to spray paint your car and cruise the strip. The high-energy “Feel a Drunk Comin’ On,” chronicling the liquid refreshment expectations of a professional imbiber, really soars thanks to some superior guitar work. The even-higher-energy “Check Please,” played at one hell of a breakneck pace like some speed-demon, Ramones/Rockpile hybrid, will see you wear out your carpet as you stomp your feet to the beat and play your meanest air guitar.
Anderson knows how to get off a couple of pure pop songs, too. Take, for example, the upbeat, horn and guitar-driven “You Know Me”; and, most especially, the best song about love and rain I’ve heard in ages, the wonderfully melodic “Raindrops,” which sports especially affecting background vocals. It’s a wonderful arrangement of a real gem. A classic, even.
Backed by Jack Cornell on bass and a bitchin’ cast of players, among them Scotty Miller on guitar and Greg Rice on keyboards, Anderson has delivered a whole lotta fun on a silver platter. An album this kickin’ has to be considered one of the best of the year, for its great songs and playing, and for its insight into the whys and wherefores of women and drinking. Rock (and pop) on. This is one album that you won’t mind kicking your ass.
Alan Haber
October 30, 2005
If there’s a musician who wears his heart on his sleeve as ardently as ace pop ‘n’ roller Terry Anderson, I’d like to know who it is and invite him over to Anderson’s house to whoop it up a bit with the boys in the band. Wake up the neighbors. Doesn’t matter the time of day, neither.
It would be easy to dismiss Anderson as just another pop ‘n’ roller singing about women and drinking and whole lot of other ings, but there’s an indisputable charm about the guy and his music. The way he mixes the pop and the roll into such a delectable, toe-tapping musical stew is to be admired and, even more, awed. You really can’t help being swayed by his charms.
On the self-titled Terry Anderson and the Olympic Ass-Kickin Team, Anderson and his crack band tear through a baker’s dozen, mostly propulsive tunes driven by Anderson’s bangin’ drumming and enthusiastic, committed vocals. From the opening, most excellent Rockpile nod, “Can’t Get the One You Want,” to the closing country stomper, “Rehab,” featuring Walter Clevenger and the Dairy Kings and the Spongetones’ Jamie Hoover (playing a mean mandolin) on a tune somewhat reminiscent of McGuiness Flint’s “When I’m Dead and Gone,” this album is one wild ride. Hang on to your hats, children; the meek, enter at your own risk. The rest of you…well, you know who you are.
Anderson is one of those guys who knows how to soak up his influences and jumble them up in his mind to the point that they come out sounding not so much like them, but like him (see how deftly he cops the Beatles at the beginning of the poppy, complete-with-sitar “Inez,” and quickly goes off on his own, entrancing way). This is no simple task, by the way; look how he comes out swinging like he’s Rockpile filtered through his sensibilities and tell me if he doesn’t make it work (dig that pure pop middle-eight; those glorious harmonies are the shit).
Listen to the deliberately-paced and still rockin’ Chuck Berry groove of “Purple GTO” and see if you don’t get the idea to spray paint your car and cruise the strip. The high-energy “Feel a Drunk Comin’ On,” chronicling the liquid refreshment expectations of a professional imbiber, really soars thanks to some superior guitar work. The even-higher-energy “Check Please,” played at one hell of a breakneck pace like some speed-demon, Ramones/Rockpile hybrid, will see you wear out your carpet as you stomp your feet to the beat and play your meanest air guitar.
Anderson knows how to get off a couple of pure pop songs, too. Take, for example, the upbeat, horn and guitar-driven “You Know Me”; and, most especially, the best song about love and rain I’ve heard in ages, the wonderfully melodic “Raindrops,” which sports especially affecting background vocals. It’s a wonderful arrangement of a real gem. A classic, even.
Backed by Jack Cornell on bass and a bitchin’ cast of players, among them Scotty Miller on guitar and Greg Rice on keyboards, Anderson has delivered a whole lotta fun on a silver platter. An album this kickin’ has to be considered one of the best of the year, for its great songs and playing, and for its insight into the whys and wherefores of women and drinking. Rock (and pop) on. This is one album that you won’t mind kicking your ass.
Alan Haber
October 30, 2005
interview revisited
Here's an interview that slipped under the radar from a few years back, before the days of the blog. Dave Clifton is the guy that hosts the "Unofficial Al Anderson webpage".
http://www.geocities.com/qfan98/terryinterview.htm
http://www.geocities.com/qfan98/terryinterview.htm
makes ya wonder..
150 promo CD's were sent out to prominent people in the press about 3 weeks ago. Makes ya wonder how many letters we would get like the one from Michael yesterday if somebody at the right radio station or the right newspaper or magazine would actually open up that package and listen to the record, don't it? That's why we do it.
Saturday, October 29, 2005
love from down under
Terry...
The latest TA/OAK Team CD arrived yesterday- have listened to nothing else but. Be assured I love this one too- shit,what's not to like?? It's all there mashed into one big messy ball of Southern-fried Rock n Roll- a stewpot of Chuck Berry, Rolling Stones, NRBQ, The Louvin Brothers , early 70's era Faces but that's not say it's all recycled. It's your own muse informed by the right sources and no one does Terry Anderson quite like Terry Anderson.
No track misses its target- be the giddy Southern Pop of "Raindrops" to the revved-up "Purple GTO" or the Dixiefied funk of "Hi N Dry". Many cool curveballs get thrown along the way- be it the creamy Beach Boys harmonies on the bridge of "Thunderbird" or the Gram Parsons-with-a-sense-of- humour hoedown on "Rehab". Maybe it's the monstorous Chuck Berry guitar lick that breaks up "Check Please" or "Sunday Dress" the best song never to appear on "Exile On Main Street". Yeah, it's all good and hearing/owning this CD reaffirms it for me that there's still someone out there fighting that good- and each time I hear it little pieces of Bono and Madonna die.
It gets an eleven from me on the one to ten scale and in a less imperfect world any song should be blaring out of radios all over the world. Won't happen of course but in the radio of my mind "Sunday Dress " is number one and gets played on the hour. Be proud, Terry and Jack Cornell too- he produced the whole deal like a real keeper of flame. Real people play real instruments and I don't hear one whiff a flute!!
You've done it again bro- another great Terry Anderson album.
Best from Down Under
Michael
P.S- Love the horns too!
Thanks for finding us Michael, and for not giving up the search for good music when the radio was flinging turds at you!
The latest TA/OAK Team CD arrived yesterday- have listened to nothing else but. Be assured I love this one too- shit,what's not to like?? It's all there mashed into one big messy ball of Southern-fried Rock n Roll- a stewpot of Chuck Berry, Rolling Stones, NRBQ, The Louvin Brothers , early 70's era Faces but that's not say it's all recycled. It's your own muse informed by the right sources and no one does Terry Anderson quite like Terry Anderson.
No track misses its target- be the giddy Southern Pop of "Raindrops" to the revved-up "Purple GTO" or the Dixiefied funk of "Hi N Dry". Many cool curveballs get thrown along the way- be it the creamy Beach Boys harmonies on the bridge of "Thunderbird" or the Gram Parsons-with-a-sense-of- humour hoedown on "Rehab". Maybe it's the monstorous Chuck Berry guitar lick that breaks up "Check Please" or "Sunday Dress" the best song never to appear on "Exile On Main Street". Yeah, it's all good and hearing/owning this CD reaffirms it for me that there's still someone out there fighting that good- and each time I hear it little pieces of Bono and Madonna die.
It gets an eleven from me on the one to ten scale and in a less imperfect world any song should be blaring out of radios all over the world. Won't happen of course but in the radio of my mind "Sunday Dress " is number one and gets played on the hour. Be proud, Terry and Jack Cornell too- he produced the whole deal like a real keeper of flame. Real people play real instruments and I don't hear one whiff a flute!!
You've done it again bro- another great Terry Anderson album.
Best from Down Under
Michael
P.S- Love the horns too!
Thanks for finding us Michael, and for not giving up the search for good music when the radio was flinging turds at you!
Friday, October 28, 2005
whack!!
Got a new hair doo I'm pretty happy with. Took my ponytail in one hand and and pair of scissors in the other and whacko! There ya go! Instant doo! ..and I love it! Dan says I gave him the best haircut he ever got. It was the same weekend that I wrote "Battleship". At some point on that May Saturday ('85) I gave him a very spikey Steve Marriott/Rod & Ronnie cut. It was easy though cuz it was the same cut I'd been giving myself since high school. For about 15 years or so there nobody cut my hair but me. If it sucked, it sucked, I had nobody to blame but myself. I cut my wife's too when we started dating. But then she started to look too much like me and that got a little freaky so I made her go to a professional. Hey! I just got the one cut!
Well.. if you don't count the ponytail whack!
Well.. if you don't count the ponytail whack!
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
live oakteam 2
The CD release party gig was so damn rockin' that we decided to mix the show for future release. Work on that starts next week @ Doublenaughtrecords headquarters. Maning the board again will be Jonathan Lowry who did the new studio record. I'm sure that we won't use all of the tracks but there were a lot of things that frankly..kicked ASS! We will work very hard to bring the live FEEL to the release, whenever that is.
Now if you will excuse me I have baseball to watch. Can't wait to hear what my favorite announcer, Tim McCarver will say next. I love him.
Now if you will excuse me I have baseball to watch. Can't wait to hear what my favorite announcer, Tim McCarver will say next. I love him.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Game 3 lowlights
As I settled in to watch game 3 of the World Series with a lovely cabernet from Aldi which set me back a good ohhh...$2.50 (June was a very good month!), I heard the introduction of a new song from Michael McDonald with some friends of his. It was a song called "The Heart of America". The title itself spelled trouble. I knew that there was a toiletfull of my vomit waiting if I were to hear one single note of this flachulence. So instead of hitting the mute button I threw on a pair of hard bottomed dress shoes that were in the way anyway and began stomping around on the hardwood floor with my fingers in my ears. I made my way outside and came back in 5 minutes later when I knew it was safe. The game finally begins a year and a half later and who do I see sitting behind the plate but none other than...George WASHINGTON! Oh no, wait that's Barbara Bush sitting with the seldom talked about younger brother of the President, Mitch. He's a funeral florist in his spare time and has NO political aspirations.
THEN Tim "Dumbass" (as America Likes to call him) McCarver starts with his shit! His first brilliant observation goes like this: "A drop and drive pitcher is one that...drops....and.... driiiives!" WOW! Now I got it, Dickhead! Thanks for clearing that up for me! Later after a Jason Lane homer he says: "In the Wizard of Oz it was follow the the yellow brick road, this was follow the yellow brick LINE!" Remember when the Braves won in '95 and Deon Sanders sprayed McCarver in the face with champagne? Deon, I'm beggin' you! Please come back! It ain't gotta be champagne, hell shake up a hot Colt 45 and spray his ass! Anything!! FOX, Please....you can't be serious with this clown! Oh my, GOD! I'm opening the other bottle right now!
THEN Tim "Dumbass" (as America Likes to call him) McCarver starts with his shit! His first brilliant observation goes like this: "A drop and drive pitcher is one that...drops....and.... driiiives!" WOW! Now I got it, Dickhead! Thanks for clearing that up for me! Later after a Jason Lane homer he says: "In the Wizard of Oz it was follow the the yellow brick road, this was follow the yellow brick LINE!" Remember when the Braves won in '95 and Deon Sanders sprayed McCarver in the face with champagne? Deon, I'm beggin' you! Please come back! It ain't gotta be champagne, hell shake up a hot Colt 45 and spray his ass! Anything!! FOX, Please....you can't be serious with this clown! Oh my, GOD! I'm opening the other bottle right now!
Monday, October 24, 2005
Lowe Profile
Got this from Walter Clevenger today. He doing a Nick Lowe Tribute called "Lowe Profile". The Oakteam's contribution is "You Got the Look I Like" from PARTY OF ONE.
Hey everybody,
Well I'm happy to say, all of our hard work has paid off. The Nick Lowe tribute arrived safely at my doorstep today. It looks and sounds incredible! Again, I can't tell you all how happy I am with everyone's work. I think you will all be blown away with the end result.
Feel free to start spreading the word about the big release date on 11/8/05 (add info to your website, send out emails, etc). If you have any contacts in the press you'd like me to send a copy to, please send me their info and I'll be sure they get a copy to review. The release is being distributed through Burnside Distribution and will be available at most online retailers (not lame, miles of music, village records, kool kat musik, amazon, barnes & nobel, etc) as well as your finer brick and mortar record stores. You can refer people to the Brewery Records website for more info on the tribute (www.breweryrecords.com). There are also sound clips of all 30 tracks on the website!
-Walter
...There ya go! Should be really cool.
Hey everybody,
Well I'm happy to say, all of our hard work has paid off. The Nick Lowe tribute arrived safely at my doorstep today. It looks and sounds incredible! Again, I can't tell you all how happy I am with everyone's work. I think you will all be blown away with the end result.
Feel free to start spreading the word about the big release date on 11/8/05 (add info to your website, send out emails, etc). If you have any contacts in the press you'd like me to send a copy to, please send me their info and I'll be sure they get a copy to review. The release is being distributed through Burnside Distribution and will be available at most online retailers (not lame, miles of music, village records, kool kat musik, amazon, barnes & nobel, etc) as well as your finer brick and mortar record stores. You can refer people to the Brewery Records website for more info on the tribute (www.breweryrecords.com). There are also sound clips of all 30 tracks on the website!
-Walter
...There ya go! Should be really cool.
bob finnan is my hero!
whoever he is, he's got this...
The McCarver Drinking Game
Here's how to play:
Get a bottle of your favorite booze and a shot glass and...
1: Drink every time Tim uses a multi-syllable word incorrectly.
2: Drink every time Tim states the obvious like it is a profound insight.
3: Drink every time Tim calls the play wrong.
4: Drink every time Tim gets a player's name wrong.
5: Drink every time one of Tim's inane comments is met with stoney
silence by the other broadcasters in the booth.
I Hate Tim McCarver Home Page
http://bobfinnan.com/TimMcCarver/
If we all played this game, we'd all get shitfaced!
The McCarver Drinking Game
Here's how to play:
Get a bottle of your favorite booze and a shot glass and...
1: Drink every time Tim uses a multi-syllable word incorrectly.
2: Drink every time Tim states the obvious like it is a profound insight.
3: Drink every time Tim calls the play wrong.
4: Drink every time Tim gets a player's name wrong.
5: Drink every time one of Tim's inane comments is met with stoney
silence by the other broadcasters in the booth.
I Hate Tim McCarver Home Page
http://bobfinnan.com/TimMcCarver/
If we all played this game, we'd all get shitfaced!
Holland love!
Get happy in two easy steps!
1. Buy Terry Anderson & The Olympic Ass Kickin' Team
2. Put CD in player and listen.
Really, Terry, this is my first acquaintance with your band and I have to say: This is the best new music I've heard in months! Now I know from reading your blog that sometimes you experience your songwriting as a curse, but believe me, it's a Godgiven blessing!
I can't really describe why I feel so good when listening to your music but it sure makes me happy. And some of those songs, especially 'You know me', I can't get out of my head - and I like it! Other personal highlights: 'Raindrops' is a song that Tom Petty wishes he had written. After hearing '$ 100 a week' I'm sure that Elvis lives. And 'Rehab' is the most happy singalong I've heard since the Sats 'Another Chance' -dispite the theme (that goes for both songs of course) :-) With some of your songs I get the feeling I've heard it before - which is a
major recommendation, in my case. Those are the best, in my opinion.
Love from The Netherlands,
Gerben
1. Buy Terry Anderson & The Olympic Ass Kickin' Team
2. Put CD in player and listen.
Really, Terry, this is my first acquaintance with your band and I have to say: This is the best new music I've heard in months! Now I know from reading your blog that sometimes you experience your songwriting as a curse, but believe me, it's a Godgiven blessing!
I can't really describe why I feel so good when listening to your music but it sure makes me happy. And some of those songs, especially 'You know me', I can't get out of my head - and I like it! Other personal highlights: 'Raindrops' is a song that Tom Petty wishes he had written. After hearing '$ 100 a week' I'm sure that Elvis lives. And 'Rehab' is the most happy singalong I've heard since the Sats 'Another Chance' -dispite the theme (that goes for both songs of course) :-) With some of your songs I get the feeling I've heard it before - which is a
major recommendation, in my case. Those are the best, in my opinion.
Love from The Netherlands,
Gerben
Americana-UK review
Terry Anderson & The Olympic Ass-Kickin' Team - Doublenaught Records - Reviewed by Andy Riggs 8/10
Terry Anderson (drums & vocals) leads The Olympic Ass Kickin' Team, an outfit that's released it's first album on Dreadnaught Records, in support is Jack Cornell on bass and vocals, Dave Bartholomew, Scotty Miller & Greg Rice plus other luminaries such Caitlin Cary (ex Whiskeytown), pop master Jamie Hoover, Dan Baird, Eric Ambel and Walter Clevenger. This self titled debut rocks along in traditional fashion reminiscent of the Georgia Satellites, Joe Walsh, The Backsliders, Nick Lowe, Dave Edmunds & The Yahoos. Most of the songs rock along as you'd expect with the star-studded personnel on hand. As the band suggest there's much Ass-Kickin', but also tucked away on the record is the more reflective 'Raindrops' which slows down the pace and wouldn't be out of place on any Tom Petty record. On '$100 a week' there's a country sing along, on 'Inez' we have a The Travel Wilburys type song with it's tongue in cheek humour - whilst tracing familiar territory it's handled with gusto. On the last track Jamie Hoover on mandolin, Caitlin Cary on violin join Terry Anderson and numerous others on the very funny 'Rehab' - the sign of a good record, it's over too soon - find the OAKT where you can. Without a duff song there's much fun to be had with this record, my Ass truly kicked.....
Terry Anderson (drums & vocals) leads The Olympic Ass Kickin' Team, an outfit that's released it's first album on Dreadnaught Records, in support is Jack Cornell on bass and vocals, Dave Bartholomew, Scotty Miller & Greg Rice plus other luminaries such Caitlin Cary (ex Whiskeytown), pop master Jamie Hoover, Dan Baird, Eric Ambel and Walter Clevenger. This self titled debut rocks along in traditional fashion reminiscent of the Georgia Satellites, Joe Walsh, The Backsliders, Nick Lowe, Dave Edmunds & The Yahoos. Most of the songs rock along as you'd expect with the star-studded personnel on hand. As the band suggest there's much Ass-Kickin', but also tucked away on the record is the more reflective 'Raindrops' which slows down the pace and wouldn't be out of place on any Tom Petty record. On '$100 a week' there's a country sing along, on 'Inez' we have a The Travel Wilburys type song with it's tongue in cheek humour - whilst tracing familiar territory it's handled with gusto. On the last track Jamie Hoover on mandolin, Caitlin Cary on violin join Terry Anderson and numerous others on the very funny 'Rehab' - the sign of a good record, it's over too soon - find the OAKT where you can. Without a duff song there's much fun to be had with this record, my Ass truly kicked.....
Sunday, October 23, 2005
"fishin'...
..was one of the things my Daddy loved to do most".. a line in "Daddy had a Wreck" is not really true. My Dad hardly ever took me fishin'. I can only remember one time. It was when he and his drunk buddy, Lester, and I spent the night on the Pier down at Atlantic Beach (on the Crystal Coast!). The blues were running from about 4am to 7am. I was catching 2 at a time and they weren't gittin' shit! Total for the entire night was me 16 and them 8.
But at the risk of fishin' on Sunday (bad luck) I took my kids out today over to my pond that my Mom left me. I say it's bad luck because of the story told to me about a dumbass dude that used to work for my Dad. He went fishin on Sunday and caught his wife's eyelid as he was about to cast his line. Who knows if it's true, sounds fishy to me! But anyway, the kids and I went today and basically drug the bottom of the pond, getting caught on a stick or something on almost every cast. Not much fun, but Good God! What a beautiful day, so who cares!
But at the risk of fishin' on Sunday (bad luck) I took my kids out today over to my pond that my Mom left me. I say it's bad luck because of the story told to me about a dumbass dude that used to work for my Dad. He went fishin on Sunday and caught his wife's eyelid as he was about to cast his line. Who knows if it's true, sounds fishy to me! But anyway, the kids and I went today and basically drug the bottom of the pond, getting caught on a stick or something on almost every cast. Not much fun, but Good God! What a beautiful day, so who cares!
Friday, October 21, 2005
Fo' up!
One of the joys of parenting is picking up your child after he has thrown up on another classmate. So I'm just hanging out today with my crazy kid who's supposed to be sick. Aw hell, I wanted the day off anyway. I've been hauling, climbing and moving big ass ladders all week. It's starts to take a toll on an old man after a while!
The comments to my last blog are funnier than trying to read the German version that I posted, especially Tomas' translation. Check it out.
I haven't been sleeping too well lately cuz my damn brain is in songwriting mode again. Jack keeps hinting around that it will soon be time to start recording more songs for another record so I gotta deliver the goods. I was up this morning at 4 am with a tune, chorus, and two verses that wouldn't go away until I got up to write them down. That one is beating around in there with the other four I've been working on this week. When I get like this it's really hard to pay attention the world around me. I figger that's how I'll die. Thinking about a song, my mind will wander, and I'll drive off a cliff or something! Not a good time to be working up high!
We have a new contest in the works that will begin soon. It's WIN A CALL FROM THE OAKTEAM! We'll get it up soon (every morning, actually!..oops! Too much information!..I mean on the website!) so that you can give us your number, we'll draw one out of the hat and call you from the stage and ask you what song you wanna hear and play it for you. Sound like fun? Stay tuned. USA calls only, sorry!
Here's another not so very interesting fact..I have the same dentist as TIFT MERRITT! Think that will get into NO DEPRESSION?
OK, while I'm sittin' here spittin' out jibberish, here are my top 5 songs that make me wanna take an aluminum college baseball bat to my dashboard and reasons why I don't listen to music on the radio..
5-HEART.."Baracooda"
4-That RUSH song, you know the one..
3-STYX.."Lady"
2-LIONEL RITCHIE.."Hello" (or anything by REO!)
and..
#1.."The Pina Coloda Song" by Rupurt Holmes, Murdock or whatever his name was..
peace!~
href="http://whassupta.blogspot.com/">whassupTA
The comments to my last blog are funnier than trying to read the German version that I posted, especially Tomas' translation. Check it out.
I haven't been sleeping too well lately cuz my damn brain is in songwriting mode again. Jack keeps hinting around that it will soon be time to start recording more songs for another record so I gotta deliver the goods. I was up this morning at 4 am with a tune, chorus, and two verses that wouldn't go away until I got up to write them down. That one is beating around in there with the other four I've been working on this week. When I get like this it's really hard to pay attention the world around me. I figger that's how I'll die. Thinking about a song, my mind will wander, and I'll drive off a cliff or something! Not a good time to be working up high!
We have a new contest in the works that will begin soon. It's WIN A CALL FROM THE OAKTEAM! We'll get it up soon (every morning, actually!..oops! Too much information!..I mean on the website!) so that you can give us your number, we'll draw one out of the hat and call you from the stage and ask you what song you wanna hear and play it for you. Sound like fun? Stay tuned. USA calls only, sorry!
Here's another not so very interesting fact..I have the same dentist as TIFT MERRITT! Think that will get into NO DEPRESSION?
OK, while I'm sittin' here spittin' out jibberish, here are my top 5 songs that make me wanna take an aluminum college baseball bat to my dashboard and reasons why I don't listen to music on the radio..
5-HEART.."Baracooda"
4-That RUSH song, you know the one..
3-STYX.."Lady"
2-LIONEL RITCHIE.."Hello" (or anything by REO!)
and..
#1.."The Pina Coloda Song" by Rupurt Holmes, Murdock or whatever his name was..
peace!~
href="http://whassupta.blogspot.com/">whassupTA
Thursday, October 20, 2005
German review of the record
Anderson, Terry and the Olympic Ass-Kickin Team - same [2005]
Rock'n Roll kann so viel Spaß machen! Dan Baird's alter Kumpel, der im weitesten Sinne dem Georgia Satellites-Dunstkreis zuzuordnende, großartige Drummer, Sänger und Songwriter Terry Anderson (komponierte seinerzeit den Satellites-Kracher "Battleship chains" oder auch den bekannte Baird-Standard "I love you period") ist zurück mit einer neuen Truppe erstklassiger Rock-Kumpane, dem großartigen "Olympic Ass-Kickin Team" (welch ein herrlicher Name) und zeigt mit seiner mitreißenden, neuen Scheibe so manchem müden Rock-Veteran, was es heißt eine sprühende, fulminante Rock'n Roll-Party zu feiern. Was für ein Drive! Da kommt mächtig Schwung in die Bude! Man kann die Füße praktisch zu keiner Sekunde still halten! Dieses "Ass-Kickin' Team" aus North Carolina knallt uns 13 fantastische, kompakte, prägnante Songs ohne jede Schwachstelle um die Ohren, deren Niveau wirklich beachtlich ist! Die Mucke ist simpel, geradeaus und dennoch ungemein kreativ, steckt voller spürbarem Humor! Die Musiker sind über jeden Zweifel erhaben, allen voran die beiden Gitarristen Scotty Miller und "Big Daddy" Dave Batholomew, das Songwriting ist exzellent (sämtliche Tracks stammen aus Terry's Feder) und die Stücke stecken voller prachtvoller, sich tief in den Gehörgängen festsetzender Melodien, die einen einfach packen! Dazu ein toller Sound und eine gnadenlos auf den Punkt gebrachte, perfekte Produktion von Terry's langjährigem Wegbegleiter Jack Cornell (spielt auf diesem Album auch den Bass)! Die Einflüsse, die man in dieser Mucke findet, reichen vom klassischen Gitarren-Rootsrock über den Southern Rock, den Countryrock, den britischen Pubrock der Siebziger, bis hin zum puren Old Time Rock'n Roll; von Leuten wie den Faces, den Rolling Stones über die Georgia Satellites, die Yayhoos, Brinsley Schwarz, NRBQ, Rockpile und Dave Edmunds (Rick Cornell, ein Reporter vom "Independent" aus Raleigh/NC bezeichnet Anderson gar als North Carolina's Antwort auf Dave Edmunds), doch niemand bringt das so einzigartig mit seinen naturgemäßen Caroline-Roots unter einen Hut, wie dieses verrückte "Olympic Ass-Kickin' Team"! Los geht's mit dem lustigen Rock'n Roller "Can't get the one you want", bei dem Terry Anderson sämtliche Instrumente selbst spielt: Kick Drum, Gitarre und eine "6 ft. step ladder", auf der er herumtrommelt. Klasse Melodie, toller Gesang! Macht gleich richtig Laune! Wie auch das anschließende "You know me", ein prachtvoller, rotziger Dan Baird-like Gitarren-Rootsrocker voller Southern-Charme, ausgestattet mit den typischen Satellites Boogie-Gitarren-Riffs, knalligen Drums, einer feurigen Lap Steel-Gitarre und ein paar nie störenden, nur verhalten eingesetzten Bläsern. Macht ordentlich Dampf! Großartig auch das vollsoundige, mit satten Gitarren und einer schön im Hintergrund agierenden Orgel instrumentierte, wieder einmal herrlich ins Ohr gehende, schwungvolle "Sunday dress", der raue, kantige, riffige NRBQ-like Rootsrocker "Hi 'n dry", wie auch das von wunderbar transparenten Acoustic Gitarren und einer Steel begleitete, dynamische, leicht nostalgisch angehauchte, überaus melodische "Raindrops", bis mit dem saustarken "Purple GTO" mal wieder eine richtig dreckige, aber nicht minder melodische Nummer auf dem Programm steht. Ein toller, riffiger, southern-fueled Roots-/Gitarrenrock-Kracher, bei dem die Herren Dan Baird und Eric "Roscoe" Ambel (also die halbe Yayhoos-Mannschaft) als willkommene Gäste die Gitarren zusätzlich traktieren. Tolle Lead-Läufe! Eine Hammer-Nummer! Rock-Spaß pur! Weitere Highlights: der schnelle, froh gelaunte Honky Tonk-/Country-Feger "$100 a week", der voller Sixties-Flair steckende, mit einer herrlichen "Schweine"-Orgel verzierte, an Brinsley Schwarz oder Dave Edmunds erinnernde Beat-Rocker "Inez", das groovige, riffige, mit kratzigen, rauen Gitarrenläufen gespickte, wieder etwas an Dan Baird erinnernde "Gityoassupda road" (klasse Songtitel - na, wer kriegt die "Übersetzung" ins korrekte Englisch am schnellsten hin?...), bei dem auch die Hupe eines BMW 318i zum Einsatz kommt (so sagen es jedenfalls die Song-Credits lt. Cover), der überschäumende, schnelle Gitarren-Rock'n Roll-Heuler "Check please", wie auch der herrliche Americana-/Country-Stomper "Rehab", mit Gästen wie Walter Clevenger, Jamie Hoover und Caitlin Cary! "In a world of lullaby rock and sensitive songwriter dude, a good 'ol dose of Rock and Roll is needed every once in a while to remind you why the good Lord gave you feet...for dancin'!", heißt es auf Terry Anderson's Website! Jawohl! Diese Mucke ist zum Tanzen, zum Abrocken da - aber auch zum Genießen, zum Schwung aufnehmen, oder um mit guter Laune dem tristen Alltag zu entfliehen! Eine bärenstarke roots-rockin', southern-rockin', country-rockin', guitar rockin', Boogie-rockin', Pub-rockin', Retro-rockin' Power-Fun Rock'n Roll-Party, bei der wohl kein Auge (und keine Kehle) trocken bleibt! Oder etwas derber ausgedrückt: "It totally fucking rawks my big Hillbilly ass", wie es Jeff Wall vom renommierten Roots-/Americana-Magazin "No Depression" beschreibt! Das Album kommt in einem feinen Digipack, dessen Booklet sich zu einem schönen, kleinen Band-Poster auseinanderfalten läßt, auf der Rückseite bedruckt mit vielen kleinen Fotos und allen Songtexten! Ein super Teil - wahrlich "olympiareif"! Und es "kickt ass"...
Rock'n Roll kann so viel Spaß machen! Dan Baird's alter Kumpel, der im weitesten Sinne dem Georgia Satellites-Dunstkreis zuzuordnende, großartige Drummer, Sänger und Songwriter Terry Anderson (komponierte seinerzeit den Satellites-Kracher "Battleship chains" oder auch den bekannte Baird-Standard "I love you period") ist zurück mit einer neuen Truppe erstklassiger Rock-Kumpane, dem großartigen "Olympic Ass-Kickin Team" (welch ein herrlicher Name) und zeigt mit seiner mitreißenden, neuen Scheibe so manchem müden Rock-Veteran, was es heißt eine sprühende, fulminante Rock'n Roll-Party zu feiern. Was für ein Drive! Da kommt mächtig Schwung in die Bude! Man kann die Füße praktisch zu keiner Sekunde still halten! Dieses "Ass-Kickin' Team" aus North Carolina knallt uns 13 fantastische, kompakte, prägnante Songs ohne jede Schwachstelle um die Ohren, deren Niveau wirklich beachtlich ist! Die Mucke ist simpel, geradeaus und dennoch ungemein kreativ, steckt voller spürbarem Humor! Die Musiker sind über jeden Zweifel erhaben, allen voran die beiden Gitarristen Scotty Miller und "Big Daddy" Dave Batholomew, das Songwriting ist exzellent (sämtliche Tracks stammen aus Terry's Feder) und die Stücke stecken voller prachtvoller, sich tief in den Gehörgängen festsetzender Melodien, die einen einfach packen! Dazu ein toller Sound und eine gnadenlos auf den Punkt gebrachte, perfekte Produktion von Terry's langjährigem Wegbegleiter Jack Cornell (spielt auf diesem Album auch den Bass)! Die Einflüsse, die man in dieser Mucke findet, reichen vom klassischen Gitarren-Rootsrock über den Southern Rock, den Countryrock, den britischen Pubrock der Siebziger, bis hin zum puren Old Time Rock'n Roll; von Leuten wie den Faces, den Rolling Stones über die Georgia Satellites, die Yayhoos, Brinsley Schwarz, NRBQ, Rockpile und Dave Edmunds (Rick Cornell, ein Reporter vom "Independent" aus Raleigh/NC bezeichnet Anderson gar als North Carolina's Antwort auf Dave Edmunds), doch niemand bringt das so einzigartig mit seinen naturgemäßen Caroline-Roots unter einen Hut, wie dieses verrückte "Olympic Ass-Kickin' Team"! Los geht's mit dem lustigen Rock'n Roller "Can't get the one you want", bei dem Terry Anderson sämtliche Instrumente selbst spielt: Kick Drum, Gitarre und eine "6 ft. step ladder", auf der er herumtrommelt. Klasse Melodie, toller Gesang! Macht gleich richtig Laune! Wie auch das anschließende "You know me", ein prachtvoller, rotziger Dan Baird-like Gitarren-Rootsrocker voller Southern-Charme, ausgestattet mit den typischen Satellites Boogie-Gitarren-Riffs, knalligen Drums, einer feurigen Lap Steel-Gitarre und ein paar nie störenden, nur verhalten eingesetzten Bläsern. Macht ordentlich Dampf! Großartig auch das vollsoundige, mit satten Gitarren und einer schön im Hintergrund agierenden Orgel instrumentierte, wieder einmal herrlich ins Ohr gehende, schwungvolle "Sunday dress", der raue, kantige, riffige NRBQ-like Rootsrocker "Hi 'n dry", wie auch das von wunderbar transparenten Acoustic Gitarren und einer Steel begleitete, dynamische, leicht nostalgisch angehauchte, überaus melodische "Raindrops", bis mit dem saustarken "Purple GTO" mal wieder eine richtig dreckige, aber nicht minder melodische Nummer auf dem Programm steht. Ein toller, riffiger, southern-fueled Roots-/Gitarrenrock-Kracher, bei dem die Herren Dan Baird und Eric "Roscoe" Ambel (also die halbe Yayhoos-Mannschaft) als willkommene Gäste die Gitarren zusätzlich traktieren. Tolle Lead-Läufe! Eine Hammer-Nummer! Rock-Spaß pur! Weitere Highlights: der schnelle, froh gelaunte Honky Tonk-/Country-Feger "$100 a week", der voller Sixties-Flair steckende, mit einer herrlichen "Schweine"-Orgel verzierte, an Brinsley Schwarz oder Dave Edmunds erinnernde Beat-Rocker "Inez", das groovige, riffige, mit kratzigen, rauen Gitarrenläufen gespickte, wieder etwas an Dan Baird erinnernde "Gityoassupda road" (klasse Songtitel - na, wer kriegt die "Übersetzung" ins korrekte Englisch am schnellsten hin?...), bei dem auch die Hupe eines BMW 318i zum Einsatz kommt (so sagen es jedenfalls die Song-Credits lt. Cover), der überschäumende, schnelle Gitarren-Rock'n Roll-Heuler "Check please", wie auch der herrliche Americana-/Country-Stomper "Rehab", mit Gästen wie Walter Clevenger, Jamie Hoover und Caitlin Cary! "In a world of lullaby rock and sensitive songwriter dude, a good 'ol dose of Rock and Roll is needed every once in a while to remind you why the good Lord gave you feet...for dancin'!", heißt es auf Terry Anderson's Website! Jawohl! Diese Mucke ist zum Tanzen, zum Abrocken da - aber auch zum Genießen, zum Schwung aufnehmen, oder um mit guter Laune dem tristen Alltag zu entfliehen! Eine bärenstarke roots-rockin', southern-rockin', country-rockin', guitar rockin', Boogie-rockin', Pub-rockin', Retro-rockin' Power-Fun Rock'n Roll-Party, bei der wohl kein Auge (und keine Kehle) trocken bleibt! Oder etwas derber ausgedrückt: "It totally fucking rawks my big Hillbilly ass", wie es Jeff Wall vom renommierten Roots-/Americana-Magazin "No Depression" beschreibt! Das Album kommt in einem feinen Digipack, dessen Booklet sich zu einem schönen, kleinen Band-Poster auseinanderfalten läßt, auf der Rückseite bedruckt mit vielen kleinen Fotos und allen Songtexten! Ein super Teil - wahrlich "olympiareif"! Und es "kickt ass"...
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
van talk
Here's some stupidity overheard in the van on the ride to or from Lexington....
"Why don't they have a name your own price for prostitution, kinda like Priceline.com?" "What would it be called, Pricetitution.com?"
"Why don't they have drive-thru stripclubs?"
"Birds shit them trees out." (refering to the line of trees across a field and how birds sit on fences and shit out tree seeds) That one received a "Ding" from Dave, which happens whenever someone utters a phrase never before said by human lips. Dave has a bell (like the ones they ring in diners when an order is ready) on his dashboard for such occasions.
"I'm gonna open a place called "Sir Prize" and everything in there is wrapped like a present so you never know what you're buying. It's already giftwrapped so you just bump in and buy ready-to-go presents. There's a boys side and a girls side. "What did you get him?" "I don't know..it's from Sir Prize!"
Just ignunt!
...and NO! We are not calling the next record "Mandingo"!!! (with a Janet Jackson style cover..black hands coving my tits!) Uuugh!
"Why don't they have a name your own price for prostitution, kinda like Priceline.com?" "What would it be called, Pricetitution.com?"
"Why don't they have drive-thru stripclubs?"
"Birds shit them trees out." (refering to the line of trees across a field and how birds sit on fences and shit out tree seeds) That one received a "Ding" from Dave, which happens whenever someone utters a phrase never before said by human lips. Dave has a bell (like the ones they ring in diners when an order is ready) on his dashboard for such occasions.
"I'm gonna open a place called "Sir Prize" and everything in there is wrapped like a present so you never know what you're buying. It's already giftwrapped so you just bump in and buy ready-to-go presents. There's a boys side and a girls side. "What did you get him?" "I don't know..it's from Sir Prize!"
Just ignunt!
...and NO! We are not calling the next record "Mandingo"!!! (with a Janet Jackson style cover..black hands coving my tits!) Uuugh!
Monday, October 17, 2005
ignunt?
I guess the average Joe would stand back and look at our weekend in Lexington as just "IGNUNT!". You did what?! You drove 8 hours to play one hour (and change), opening for a band you'd never heard of, for only enough money to cover expenses, nor did you know if anyone AT ALL would show up to see you? Yeah, pretty much. But what average Joe don't know is how much we love to rock. All the way up, Greg and Dave were sayin' "Man, I can't WAIT to get up there and rock like ASS tonight! It's gonna be so much fun." It WAS fun too. Well worth the 16 hours in the van to get there and back. Let it be known also that being in the van isn't all that bad anyway, what with the hilarious third grade humor being bandied about and the beautiful mountainous landscapes between NC and KY.
It was a gorgeous weekend weatherwise, Fall just arriving and the skies were my favorite shade of Carolina blue. The gig DID rock as planned. We set up in a new configuration, addressing the matter of not being able to see the singer (me) and it worked out pretty cool. Four straight across with me stage right turned a bit to the side, kick drum facing the center mike. That may be our new thing.
With the crowd stunned in disbelief after the first few songs we had to pull out some old favorites to remind them of who we were. After "I Love You Period" and "Battleship Chains" (sung with help from birthday boy Scott Luallen, 9 lb.Hammer, who was doing his best Sylvester the Cat impersonation that night, by that I mean..no one needed another shower after talking to him!..sorry, Scott! but it WAS funny!) we knew we had some new fans out there. Funny how ya gotta pull out the old ones to get the new ones, huh? All in all, a great time was had by all. Also, I wanna thank Scott for setting the gig up and to Paul Friedrich for coming along to do the merch.
Thoughts and prayers to Roger Gupton and his family for their loss this week. Roger played a LOT of the guitar parts on the new record and we love him very much. We hope our love can comfort him in this difficult time.
It was a gorgeous weekend weatherwise, Fall just arriving and the skies were my favorite shade of Carolina blue. The gig DID rock as planned. We set up in a new configuration, addressing the matter of not being able to see the singer (me) and it worked out pretty cool. Four straight across with me stage right turned a bit to the side, kick drum facing the center mike. That may be our new thing.
With the crowd stunned in disbelief after the first few songs we had to pull out some old favorites to remind them of who we were. After "I Love You Period" and "Battleship Chains" (sung with help from birthday boy Scott Luallen, 9 lb.Hammer, who was doing his best Sylvester the Cat impersonation that night, by that I mean..no one needed another shower after talking to him!..sorry, Scott! but it WAS funny!) we knew we had some new fans out there. Funny how ya gotta pull out the old ones to get the new ones, huh? All in all, a great time was had by all. Also, I wanna thank Scott for setting the gig up and to Paul Friedrich for coming along to do the merch.
Thoughts and prayers to Roger Gupton and his family for their loss this week. Roger played a LOT of the guitar parts on the new record and we love him very much. We hope our love can comfort him in this difficult time.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
love from Steve up north
Dang it man, ya got me again! A few years back I wrote ya to say how much I really, really enjoyed your record...well, now I've gone and bought your new one...and...well...it just seems that...I don't know...I guess you're right! Terry Anderson Rocks! Ya hit it outa the park again my man! Talked to the nice folks over there at the music store and they set me up with the OAK Team and the bonus cd...came in two days ago and hasn't left the player yet...well that's not true, I had to take it to the car a couple times! And the bonus cd is great too! Being a big Q fan, I have to mention your blistering version of 'Crazy Like a Fox' is a stand out, and who ever played that guitar solo was truly channeling Mr. Anderson! Yikes!! I love your solo/demo? Version of 'Feel A Drunk...' and, and, and...! It must have been tough to decide what to leave off...so I'm really glad I got the bonus cd! Speaking of which, is there some sort of track listing I can get my hands on for that one?
Congrats on the new great disc! Hope to see ya's on the da road, keep up the good work, pass my thanks to the band and generally, just keep rockin'!
~steve
Yeah Steve, you can go to www.olympicasskickinteam.com and download the liner notes for the bonus disc. Thanks so much for the love. Glad you dig the discs!
Congrats on the new great disc! Hope to see ya's on the da road, keep up the good work, pass my thanks to the band and generally, just keep rockin'!
~steve
Yeah Steve, you can go to www.olympicasskickinteam.com and download the liner notes for the bonus disc. Thanks so much for the love. Glad you dig the discs!
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Git yo ass up da road!
If going up and down a 36 foot ladder all week doesn't kill me first, we will be in Tubbytown on Sad-a-day night rockin' like a bunch o' damn fools! Come, get drunk ass hell to the point of having to be carried out or tell ya friends to. Plus! It's Scott Luallen's (9 lb. Hammer) birthday and he's threatening to git up and sang "Battleship Chain's"! You gotta see what it's all about.
Oct.15...Lexington, KY...Short Street Lounge. You know it's gonna be fun if it's called a "lounge"!
Oct.15...Lexington, KY...Short Street Lounge. You know it's gonna be fun if it's called a "lounge"!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
BJ's 'shine
So Billy Joel drinks furniture polish. Why is this not suprising to me? "Hey Bartender! Gimme a small hot $7 Coors Light with a shot of Old English!" No wonder Christie left him. His breath smelled like the den and his kisses tasted like the dining room table. And here's a question I've asked since this happened...WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING IN THE ROCK AND ROLL HALL OF FAME?! What in the hell has he got to do with rock n' roll?
Monday, October 10, 2005
Stones post script
In the light of day as we walked around waiting for the Stones show to start. I forgot for a second that I was at the show. I thought for a second there I was at the WORLD'S UGLIEST PEOPLE CONVENTION. Oooohh my GOD! That was the biggest bunch of knarlyfaced sadsack meth addict unemployed backwards backwoods old coots I have EVER seen in one place in my entire life! I felt like Fabio compared to some of those folks! Like band, like fan, I guess!? I overheard one woman say to her husband, no lie..."Well why didn't you brang ya wheelchair if you didn't wanna walk around..!" Sounds familiar, the band ain't getting older, the fans are.
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Sweet lil' 16
I forgot to mention that yesterday (the 9th) was my son's 16th birthday. All of my musical accomplishments pale in comparison to my pride for him. We love you, Will!
Sunday, October 09, 2005
from Japan
How do you do Terry. I'm a big fan of you! also I'm a friend of Great musicians in Capecod....Pat O'Connell, Johnny Spampinato, Chandler Travis, and The Incredible Casuals. I often play your cds since "You don't like me". Actually, I often play your song with the my band. ("College Girls" "Nya Nya Nya"..) also I've visit Johnny this summer, then I played "College Girls" with Casuals at Beachcomber.
Just wanna tell you "I Love Your Sounds!!!"
Someday I'd like to see your show. Chandler told me that your stage is GREAT!
take care,
your fan
Yutaka
Just wanna tell you "I Love Your Sounds!!!"
Someday I'd like to see your show. Chandler told me that your stage is GREAT!
take care,
your fan
Yutaka
The REAL Ass-Kickin' Team!
So you might be wondering what I thought of the Stones show in Durham last night, or maybe you're over them since they don't matter anymore. OK, right outta the gate I wanna say that the show was probably #2 on my list greatest Rock and Roll shows I've ever seen, only surpassed by the show in Greensboro in '78. THAT show was an hour and ten minutes of truth by 5 guys that meant business (on a silver stage no less). That one will NEVER be beaten. But last night.... not a beat was missed, not a note was out of place and I have never heard them sing better. It's unbelieveable to me that they, at their advanced ages, have perfected the art of rock and roll to this level. Oh! but they don't matter. My wife and I were on our feet all night dancing and singing along to every song, but they don't matter. My son, who turns 16 today saw it, he was blown away. But they don't matter. The stage itself was worth the price of admission. It was at times..well..beautiful. It would take me a week to try to describe it. There was an HDTV screen in the middle and the sides were wrapped with metallic bands. Depending on the song there were glowing blues, greens and purples behind the bands or in the case of "Sympathy for the Devil" the entire stage and video feed was red and black. It was just glorious. But they don't matter.
With 40 years worth of material to pick from I'm sure it's hard to make a setlist that makes everybody happy. I would have thrown out the 2 songs they did from "Bridges to Poo-Poo Land" in exchange for a couple of songs from the new one (Laugh, I Nearly Died would have been awesome!) and "Miss You" is pretty tired but the other 13 or so were great. "Jumping Jack Flash" and "Satisfaction" didn't go on too long like their shows in the past. I really can't say enough great things about the whole night. The rain held off, save for about 10 minutes in the middle of the show, but when it came it not only felt good but it looked pretty cool in the spotlights too. My only complaint was that the beer wasn't expensive enough ($7 per small as shit cup) or hot enough. But at least it was good beer, Bud Light and Coors Light! Mmm Mmm good!
Really though, it was as much fun as I've ever had (with my clothes on)! So, are they still the Greatest Rock and Roll Band in the world? Do they still inspire me to write Rock and Roll songs?
Yeah, but that don't matter.
Jesus! I'm sorry, but sometimes these holier than thou rock "writers" really get to me!
With 40 years worth of material to pick from I'm sure it's hard to make a setlist that makes everybody happy. I would have thrown out the 2 songs they did from "Bridges to Poo-Poo Land" in exchange for a couple of songs from the new one (Laugh, I Nearly Died would have been awesome!) and "Miss You" is pretty tired but the other 13 or so were great. "Jumping Jack Flash" and "Satisfaction" didn't go on too long like their shows in the past. I really can't say enough great things about the whole night. The rain held off, save for about 10 minutes in the middle of the show, but when it came it not only felt good but it looked pretty cool in the spotlights too. My only complaint was that the beer wasn't expensive enough ($7 per small as shit cup) or hot enough. But at least it was good beer, Bud Light and Coors Light! Mmm Mmm good!
Really though, it was as much fun as I've ever had (with my clothes on)! So, are they still the Greatest Rock and Roll Band in the world? Do they still inspire me to write Rock and Roll songs?
Yeah, but that don't matter.
Jesus! I'm sorry, but sometimes these holier than thou rock "writers" really get to me!
Saturday, October 08, 2005
fug 'at!
After a one hour tom-tom soundcheck by the Foghat crew I gave up on trying to see one of my childhood heroes, Roger Earl last night in downtown Raleigh. We did our set on a rain drenched stage down the street and then waited for the big boys to go on..and waited...and waited...finally I said "fug 'at! I'm going home". I gotta real rock and roll band to see...yup today's the day! The Stones in Durham. Forecast..more rain. I won't feel a thing!
Roscoe love
A.Y. (our friend Andy York, who played in Roscoe's Gang and w/Mellencamp) was the guy who started the "Love You" thing. He used to to the overnight shift at a law firm copy editing with actor Nick Searcy. Every once in a while they would have to call one of the partners for something really important at like 4am. After they told the partner about the changes to the document they would say "Love You" to the sleepy guy as they hung up the phone.
Love You,
E/Roscoe
Love You,
E/Roscoe
Thursday, October 06, 2005
tollbooth love
All that talk about that love crap reminded me of something funny that The Yayhoos do when we're on tour. I ain't sure who started it, but who cares...I think it was Dan. But anyway, here's what we do...when we pull up to the tollbooth we talk real nice to the folks, man or woman. We ask for a receipt. And then as we're driving off whoever is drivin' yells at'm.. "I love you" or "love ya!", then we speed off laughing our asses off! The first time Dan did it I thought we all were gonna have whiplash! As soon as he said "love ya!" he floored it and all of our necks snapped back at the same time as he kicked it out of there. I busted out laughing outloud today as I thought about that.
I Love You!
It ain't creepy
It ain't gay
It's TELL EVERYBODY
"I LOVE YOU" DAY!
I LOVE YOU!
Spread the word...........LOVE
The Beatles
It ain't gay
It's TELL EVERYBODY
"I LOVE YOU" DAY!
I LOVE YOU!
Spread the word...........LOVE
The Beatles
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
..more love
Hey Terry,
Your new cd has not been taken out of my cd player since I got it! Just awesome! And contagious as all get out. For example, tonight my wife is in the kitchen hummin' Check Please while Ray was is in the shower singin' Hi'N Dry.
Meanwhile I keep repeatin'...... "can't ya hear the horns"........ instant classic.
...also
Thanks for putting our pictures on the web page. Young Ray was thrilled that, his words now, "millions of people all over the world will see my picture!"
Ken,
Somers, CT
Keep rockin', Ray!
Your new cd has not been taken out of my cd player since I got it! Just awesome! And contagious as all get out. For example, tonight my wife is in the kitchen hummin' Check Please while Ray was is in the shower singin' Hi'N Dry.
Meanwhile I keep repeatin'...... "can't ya hear the horns"........ instant classic.
...also
Thanks for putting our pictures on the web page. Young Ray was thrilled that, his words now, "millions of people all over the world will see my picture!"
Ken,
Somers, CT
Keep rockin', Ray!
LLT
Well, today is the first Wednesday of the month so you know what that means...of course you don't. It means there's a new segment I'm adding to the blog called "Life's Little Treasures: Advice on how to live a stupid and happy life without killing yourself or anyone else". It's my attempt, albiet a very slight one, to help lower the suicide rate in this country. These are just a few helpful hints so that one and all can live long and happy lives.
Now... today's LLT..(drumroll please)...
"DON'T GO TO WAL-MART ON SATURDAY!"
It has been estimated (by me!) that at least 88% of all suicides on Saturday occur after returning home from a trip to da Wal-Mart. So just say NO! There are WAAAY too many people in there that rode the little bus in school. So go on Friday, Sunday, Monday or whenever!..just not on a Saturday! Thank you. I hope this helps.
Now... today's LLT..(drumroll please)...
"DON'T GO TO WAL-MART ON SATURDAY!"
It has been estimated (by me!) that at least 88% of all suicides on Saturday occur after returning home from a trip to da Wal-Mart. So just say NO! There are WAAAY too many people in there that rode the little bus in school. So go on Friday, Sunday, Monday or whenever!..just not on a Saturday! Thank you. I hope this helps.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
from Jason in Lexington
Terry,
I'm really upset that I won't be home in Lexington to see your show for Scott's birthday. I was there when you opened for his band back in May and you guys
rocked like hell. I'm gonna order your cd as soon as this email gets finished.
I'll tell you a funny story regarding your blog. In college I was in this business statistics class that was the hardest class I ever took and one day the professor announced a pop quiz. I'm thinking, "Oh shit," but the professor said we would be okay if we had watched the World Series the night before. I didn't know what he meant by that, but he handed out these quiz sheets and there were ten questions on it. Luckily for everyone the questions were all the same and they read like this:
Who is the worst broadcast announcer in the history of
baseball?
A. Tim McCarver
B. Tim McCarver
C. Tim McCarver
D. Tim McCarver.
To borrow from you....good times.
Take care and have fun at the Stones show.
Jason
I'm really upset that I won't be home in Lexington to see your show for Scott's birthday. I was there when you opened for his band back in May and you guys
rocked like hell. I'm gonna order your cd as soon as this email gets finished.
I'll tell you a funny story regarding your blog. In college I was in this business statistics class that was the hardest class I ever took and one day the professor announced a pop quiz. I'm thinking, "Oh shit," but the professor said we would be okay if we had watched the World Series the night before. I didn't know what he meant by that, but he handed out these quiz sheets and there were ten questions on it. Luckily for everyone the questions were all the same and they read like this:
Who is the worst broadcast announcer in the history of
baseball?
A. Tim McCarver
B. Tim McCarver
C. Tim McCarver
D. Tim McCarver.
To borrow from you....good times.
Take care and have fun at the Stones show.
Jason
Monday, October 03, 2005
lexington
The on again, off again, on again, off again gig in Lexington is guess what? Back on again. It's at the Short Street Lounge Oct. 15, yes, just 2 weeks away w/ a band called Taildragger. It's my buddy, Scott Luallen's Birthday, and he claims that we're his favorite band so we gotta make it happen for him. Maybe gas will go under $3 a gallon between now and then. Yeah, right.
This is a great time of year for sports. There's the baseball playoffs, NFL and college football going on. Basketball will start up soon. It's the time of year when I have a hard time deciding which one of the meatheads calling the games on TV that I hate worse. It's always these three at the top of the list though, and like I say not in any particular order..Tim McCarver, Terry Bradshaw and John Madden. I especially hate McCarver cause he talks like he's on Sesame Street explaining the game to 2 year olds.."See..the ball is round...therefore making it roll much EEEEASIER across the ground!"...Thanks Farthead! Madden is about as bad. He's just a big 'ol doofus. But the worse for me this week is Bradshaw. He ain't as funny as he think's he is and he's always talking about how cute he is, which he definately ain't! He, to me, is one of those folks (much like our President) that I can't turn off fast enough when I see his ugly mug on the screen. Oh and speaking of Washington and football!..
Hail to the Redskins!
Hail Victory!
Hail to the Redskins!
Fight for old DC!
This is a great time of year for sports. There's the baseball playoffs, NFL and college football going on. Basketball will start up soon. It's the time of year when I have a hard time deciding which one of the meatheads calling the games on TV that I hate worse. It's always these three at the top of the list though, and like I say not in any particular order..Tim McCarver, Terry Bradshaw and John Madden. I especially hate McCarver cause he talks like he's on Sesame Street explaining the game to 2 year olds.."See..the ball is round...therefore making it roll much EEEEASIER across the ground!"...Thanks Farthead! Madden is about as bad. He's just a big 'ol doofus. But the worse for me this week is Bradshaw. He ain't as funny as he think's he is and he's always talking about how cute he is, which he definately ain't! He, to me, is one of those folks (much like our President) that I can't turn off fast enough when I see his ugly mug on the screen. Oh and speaking of Washington and football!..
Hail to the Redskins!
Hail Victory!
Hail to the Redskins!
Fight for old DC!
Saturday, October 01, 2005
jeez!..these crazy kids!
Didn't get a damn thing done today cuz I was having to take care of my kiddie's needs. Nathan (9) had Tae Kwon Do first thing this morning and then Will (a week from 16!) had me cutting a demo of his band this afternoon. ..."MORE DOUBLE KICK DRUM PLEEEEZZZZ!"
Nathan then had some Fall Festival bullshit PTA scam thing to go to... Hell, I barely had time to get drunk before bedtime!
But "Hey!" ...at least gas is cheap! weeeeeeeeee!!!!!
Nathan then had some Fall Festival bullshit PTA scam thing to go to... Hell, I barely had time to get drunk before bedtime!
But "Hey!" ...at least gas is cheap! weeeeeeeeee!!!!!
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