minitour overview

If I see one more damn biscuit or slice of pizza I’m gonna fight somebody. They ‘bout had to pry me out of the van when we got home. Usually the clubs fed us at the gigs so having to choose from the bar food menu was often a disappointment although it was free and saved us time having to hunt down something healthier. Food aside though, we sure did have us a good ‘ol time ridin’ around in the van this weekend.
We basically didn’t stop laughin’ from the beginning to the end of the “Half-Cousins/Unleash the Panther/Biscuits and Pizza Tour”. There were a couple of times when I REALLY wanted to fight somebody though, like when that bum in Lexington asked me for a dollar. I told him he better get his ass up the road! Another bum in Knoxville approached and said “Excuse me”. I said “What’d you do, fart?” He just turned around. Somehow I just lost my patience for bums this weekend and I guess it was because we ran into so many of’m playin’ mostly in downtown clubs. They kept tryin’ to sell us cigarettes they had stolen or just get some free money for a 40 ounce. God bless’m..there but for the grace of God go I.
Speaking of God, much of the laughter was at his expense. Well, you know those billboards of his? We came up with a few of our own and for fear of being struck down I’m not gonna repeat any of’m.
On the first night we had a bit of a scare. Something shook loose in Dave’s amp on the mountainous ride up to Charleston. He pulled the back off and fixed it though..with my help of course. (I held the screws.) Some dude at the club said to somebody else..”I ain’t heard music this good since “Battleship Chains”. The other dude said “yeah, he wrote that too!” True story, small world. My other favorite quote from the weekend came from Ron at the club in Wapakoneta…”There ain’t but two rock and roll bands left in the world, and you’re in both of’m!” Man! That guy makes a hell of a pizza too! The waitress (who wouldn’t shut-up about Motley Crue) said her neighbor got cut off from Ron’s pizza delivery cuz he came down there and bitched about how long it was taking. I told her “Yeah, I know..I was there that night (about 3 years ago) with my other band, The Yayhoos . Ron grabbed the guy by the back of the neck and threw his ass out!”. That was kinda weird that she brought that up, huh?
Somewhere along the way to Lexington Greg mentioned something about a bum that approached him and said, “Can I ask you a question…gimme a dollar.” So after that it was on. Everything was “Can I ask you a question?”, followed by a statement..NOT a question. The most popular being “Can ask you a question? Go to hell!” I used that one at the club that night on our dear friend, Scott Luallen from 9 Pound Hammer. I hope we didn’t hurt his feelings.
Patrick Sullivan’s in Knoxville was a cool club. Over 100 years old, it used to be a bordello so you could see on the walls where the rooms divided. All brick on the inside, perfect for shooting a video which is what we did. That should be fun putting that together.
We had so much fun I think we’re gonna do it again. Feb.9-11 we’re headed to Wilmington, Myrtle Beach and Macon. I can’t say enough about how pro these guys are. They show up on time and rock like hell! I’ve sent out Emails and made phone calls all day trying to get us to Europe and trying to go more west in the US.
Hold on we’re coming!!

Knoxville then home...

Knoxville is alright ya know..even though the few people that showed up to last night's gig were from Atlanta..there were a couple of Knoxville stallwarts in attendance though. One, a very drunk and very funny Scott Miller from The Commonwealth/V-Roys fame ("If I'd a known you were comin' Id'a baked you a cake!"), Tim Lee (who Jack and I were on MTV with once!) and his lovely wife Susan were also there. Some guy I was supposed to know, JD Morris? Does that sound right? I'm gonna be embarrassed when I hear his music, I'm sure. Whew! I'm glad I don't get that drunk anymore! That dude was toe' down!! Before the gig we shot some video of us playing to the CD track of "Thunderbird" in hopes that we could piece together a video of the song. On the way outta town we stopped at a BP station and scared a late night cashier as we shot more video of me coming in and looking for a bottle. Damn it! They didn't carry it!
The show was tight, b/t/w.

More pix and ignunce later!!...I'm JUST getting back home.

PS-Thanks to everyone in the OakTeam especially Big Daddy Dave (he worked his ass off!) for making this weekend happen. Them sumbitches ROCK!..and I ain't lying! Paul Friedrich was also much appreciated for running the store! ..and very successfully I might add!

lexington

After suffering through the waitress at Bob Evans who insisted on telling us about how much she LOVES Motley Crue and how Kiss played at her husband's Hyundai plant for their family fun day, we kicked it down I-75 to Lexington. The in-store was scheduled for 4 o'clock but the directions we got kept trying to send us down one way streets so it was more like 4:30 before we got our rock on down there. It went well. The store owner said we had the best mix of any band that had come in for that type of thing. Got to the club and I couldn't believe what they had done to the place since I had played there last...for the worst! Cement floors, took out the ceilings and added a bunch of TV's and pool tables, sounded like crap!..and dass putting it nicely. I can't tell you how thankful I was for those in-ear monitors again! I would have NO voice right now if not for those things. The show was a sure enuff throw down and we actually had a few dancers get up and get crazy..doing splits and shit. Much love and thanks go out to Mr. Johnny Evans who put this show together and paid for our hotel rooms out of his own pocket. He loves us that much. And he was front and center rockin' with the rest of'm. We've been gettin' some good footage of the shows so we'll put that up somewhere soon. I give ya the link. On the homefront, we were nominated for best record in the Triangle yet we are still getting Emails from the other nominees asking us to vote for them. Hey Dumbasses!! We're in this race too! Although I could give a shit if we win or not. What's that gotta do with the Billboard charts?

wapakoneta

Ooooohhh...my God!!! We jumped all up on their neck and did NOT let up!! It was stupid!!
2 sets...they got it all......y'all gonna have to come up in here next time, I'm serious, all 35 songs...bought all our shit and we signed it...dumb...God bless Ron, Terri and Wapakoneta!!!

I'll tell ya all about it tomorrow..if we get a hotel wif an intro-net ....

T

charleston

After I uttered the phrase "half-cousin", we kept ourselves entertained for hours on the way here tryin' to figger out who would have to get with who to make that happen. Let's see..your older brother got with your Aunt..or would that be your half-nephew?..or your sister and your Uncle..hmmmm....it's crazy. I was wishing I had something like a "family calculator" where you could enter in one family member, let's say "son" PLUS "2nd half-cousin twice removed", push = and you get the answer. Oh! It's "quarter cousin and a half"! That would be awesome.
Well, everybody got to the gig as planned. Greg's plane landed safely after he was driven crazy the whole trip by some 40 year old mental patient that was speaking one word at a time...the WHOLE trip! .."Takeoff".."Going for a ride".. "Itch" .."Scratch" .."Cold".."Feel Good".. "Thirsty"...."Go"..
Oh, and we rocked The Empty Club..I mean The Empty Glass. They really did dig it and asked us back on a weekend night when people actually go out. Uh, why didn't you tell us that to begin with. Oh well, we had us a good 'ol time hanging out with our friends, Watershed, who "closed" for us. :-) ....just funnin'! They rock. Buy their damn record!
Alright, off to bed. I GOTS to be ready for Wapakoneta! Cuz, I KNOW they is ready for us! They done sold about 50 advance tickets, dass good. Can't wait!

shoooz!

Man, getting going in the morning gets harder and harder..no matter how much coffee I drink. I always knew I would become the "Grandpa Jones" of rock and roll. Hell, I'll get it together soon and start packing for the trip. I'm meeting Dave and Jack at Jack's house at noon and we're leaving from there. Greg is flying to Charleston and taking a taxi to the gig. His flight gets in at 9:36 and we go on at 10:30. I may or may not be able to blog from the road go I guess the thing to do if ya wanna know what's going on is come to the damn gigs!
Here are your homework assignments until I get back regardless: Musicians, keep looking for the perfect "wrong" note to play..it will inspire others. Drummers (notice how they weren't included with the musicians?), keep looking for the perfect space between each beat! And for those of you who are neither, report back to me on which is the best Country star turned actor..is it Billy Ray Cyrus in "Doc"? ..or Reba McIntire in "Reba"? That's a hard one..a reeeeal hard one....especially since no one has ever watched either one!
See y'all at the gigs, and if you don't know where they are then shame on ya!
You'll find'm here:
www.olympicasskickinteam.com

PS- One side note to my recent correspondence with Robbie Fulks, he axed me and the OakTeam to come play his live XM radio show sometime in September. Keep your fingers crossed that would be a blast!

Richmond feedback

This is from my friend in Newport News, Mike Piercy. He and his lovely wife, Wendy drove to see the Richmond show last Saturday night..

I've been thinking about what I wanted to say to you about the show, and I think I finally figgered it out....
I still remember when you first told me about your idea and concept for this band, being inspired by that Dave Edmunds tape, and wanting a band that just didn't let up, not for a minute. Not to get too Neil Young/Spinal Tappy about it, but I'd like to congratulate you on realizing your vision. In spades. I should think it must give you a great deal of satisfaction to listen to what you guys do, or at least I hope it does, and I am very happy for you. You certainly deserve it. As far as Saturday night, I was just knocked out. No song intros or stories, no band intros or jokes, just one rockin' number right after the next, no let-up. If there's a more appropriately named band playing anywhere, I haven't seen or heard of 'em.
Please let your fellow Butt Punters know how much we enjoyed the show. Glad you made it home safe and sound. It was so great to have you guys up here, and I hope you can do it again some time. Barry also sends his best regards. he thought the world of you and really appreciated you coming to the store. Thanks again.

MP

robbie fulks

I got a real nice note from Robbie Fulks today sayin' how much he loved the record and shit. I told him "thank ya" and said that it made me feel good to get a note like that from him and that I might even keep doing this for another day or two now. He axed if I remembered him. (You know he's up from around my way..Oxford or Creedmore or some damn where) I says to him "How could I forget you! You 'bout killed me that night in Hollywood!"
What that was about was during his show out there he jumped down on the dancefloor and started gettin' down. Well I hopped out there with him and for about 32 bars of that song we looked like we was on "Dancin' wif the Stars". At some point, (at the end I'm sure..I can imagine continuing afterwards) he took me and flipped me over his back. As drunk as I was I miraculously landed on my feet. The crowd was in shock. As was I. I know what it felt like and would have loved to have seen what it looked like. Hilarious, I'm sure. He's a good 'ol boy, that Robbie. Y'all like him? I like him.

phynili phound the photobooph..

Swinneyfest '06

Once again the OakTeam showed up at The Pour House and gave a rock tutorial for the low low price of $5. The students were taught in about 18 easy steps how the rock should be laid down. One by one, we tore through the set only stopping to change one guitar wif a broke strang. Greg Rice 'bout pushed his keyboard over layin' on it and beating on it so hard. The in-ear monitors are helping us to now teach singing (as opposed to screaming) as a special bonus. I think most of the class walked out a little wiser, if not...drunker.
The mayor of Raleigh was in attendance and stayed for the whole show. I hope he takes some of that knowledge back to his office with him today and rocks a few asses over at the Raleigh Police Dept.! I had a real nice bum from the park across the street come over and smash my car window and ransack my car while I was playing and it took over an hour and a half for the cops to come to the 2 or 3 blocks we were away to write the report. Of course it was close to eleven o'clock and that is when the next fresh batch of doughnuts come out of the nearby Krispy Kreme oven. If anyone sees a bum with a Tae-Kwon-Do bag full of gear with the name "Nathan Anderson" on the side...woop his ass for me and then come back and tell me where he is and I'll give him a coupon worth 150% more for free!

CT. review

our friend Ken McCarthy saw this in his morning paper up in Connecticut this week...

TERRY ANDERSON AND THE OLYMPIC ASS-KICKIN' TEAM.

Dave Edmunds and Nick Lowe never released a follow-up to their band Rockpile's fantastic 1980 album "Seconds of Pleasure," but you could be forgiven for thinking that "Terry Anderson and the Olympic Ass-Kickin' Team"was, in actuality, Rockpile's long-lost sophomore disc. Anderson also served time in the mid '90s with the similarly -rocking Yayhoos, and wrote "Battleship Chains" (made semi-famous by the Georgia Satellites), so he knows his roots rock. Whether performing straight forward numbers such as "Hi'N Dry" and "Can't Get the One You Want," goofy tunes about drinking ("Feel a Drunk Comin" On," "Thunderbird") or mid-tempo lovesongs that aren't schmaltzy ("Raindrops," "Inez"), Anderson proves he's earned his slot on the Ass-Kickin' team. And with help from Walter Clevenger, Dan Baird, Caitlin Cary and Al Anderson (no relation), "Olympic Ass-kickin' Team" is a compendium of cult-level-famous roots rockers and power poppers (yes, that's acompliment). Bouncy, silly, rocking-basically, just plain old fun- "TerryAnderson and the Olympic Ass-Kickin' Team" is an unadulterated roots-rock gem. Edmunds and Lowe would be proud. -Stephen Haag

The Hartford Courant

Va.Beach/ Richmond

What a perfect time we had on the road yesterday! Everybody met on time as usual (you don't know what a joy it is being in a band like that!) and we got our asses up the road to Birdland Music. A great Mom and Pop record store like you used to love. We set up a small one speaker PA, plugged the bass and piano direct, Dave turned way down and I played quieter and we layed down a quick 12 song set that had the small but enthusiastic crowd of about 20 bobbin' dey heads and fightin' their feet not to dance! It really sounded good and the guys at the store, Barry, Bob and Craig sold lots of the new record. They were extatic as we left (well..not BECAUSE we left but because we came) and promised to continue to help pushing the record in every way they could. After a brief stop at a mall because we heard they had a photobooth there (of course, it was out of order!) we headed on to Richmond. Once again Big Daddy did a great job of getting us straight there and ON TIME! Our friends from DC, the Trudes were there. You might remember them as having the house party that the Yayhoos played at a few years back. Also there were my friends Mike and Wendy Piercy who bought us some awesome sushi next door to the club before the show. The show rocked like hell as usual and we were really glad that we had our in-ear monitors with us cuz the club had nothing! So despite everything, the shitty sounding room and no monitors, we sang like angels. They wouldn't let us do the encore that the people were SCREAMING for so we grabbed the gear and hit the road back to Raleigh. We needed a nice cold beverage or two but decided it would be better to wait and pick up a 6 pack down the road. Well we got to the store and dude says "No alcohol sold after 12 in Virginia" Our shoulders slumped. "Can we make it to NC before 2?" "Not unless you want a ticket!" OK, now what? Finally my brother says "What kind of beer do you want?" I look over and see Modelo in cans. I say "How about Modelo?" He says "Well... I can't SELL it to you!" as he stared at the ceiling. Jack walks over and gets the beer out of the cooler, I leave the money and thank the guy repeatedly. With late night leftover sushi and cold Modelos we rocked it on back home...old school.

weeeeez on tour!

weeeeez on tour! weeeez on tour!

1/21 Va Beach, Va.-Birdland Music-in-store
1/21 Richmond, Va.-Wonderland
1/22 Raleigh, NC -Pour House
1/26 Charlseton, WV -The Empty Glass
1/27 Wapakoneta, OH -Rythym & Brews
1/28 Lexington, KY -High Life Lounge
1/29 Knoxville, TN -Patrick Sullivan's

Git in the damn car!! Roadtrip!!

round da HOUSE!!

 


just hangin'... 

round da HOUSE!!

 


beautiful... 

round da HOUSE!!

 


Keef!! shooz! What you doin' up in my bookcase? 

round da HOUSE!!

 
 

...but the dogs are still alive..

Many Many thanks to Mike McGlothlen for this beautiful panoramic picture of us at the Cat's Cradle.

My computer and or server has been actin' stupid lately. I've actually written a couple of blogs that have gotten lost when I tried to publish them. I hate that. Especially when I'm to drunk to remember what I wrote about.
Here's tidbits from the TA world as of 9:40-something this beautiful Thursday morning:
The Yayhoos release date is May (23?) 20-something! anyway..hell I can't remember shit! I do remember that it's gonna kick y'all's asses though!
The drip is gone. Brother Glen came by and put a NEW faucet in and get this, only charged me $30 for the faucet, labor and everything! Bet you ain't got a plummer like that!
The in-store appearance in Va. Beach (Birdland Music) is this weekend and we'll leave from there to play Richmond (Wonderland) that night. Sunday in Raleigh at the Pour House..early show..8:30. Are you still "ON TOUR!!" if you make a stop in your own town? I always wondered about that.

toothbrush

I got one of those expensive Oral-B rechargable toothbrushes a couple of years ago and it worked great for about...Ohhh.. 91 days or however long it took for the warranty to run out. It was GRAVE-YARD-DEAD! So I just happened to have a Braun travel $5.99 spinner brush with 2 double A batteries in it. So I started using that thing twice a day every day as my regular toothbrush. A couple of months ago I realized that I have NEVER changed the batteries in that thing. It's at LEAST 2 years old and has never failed me. Lately though it's been slowing to more of a "grind" than a spin so I don't think it will be long. Sumbitch's has been a good one. I can't wait to find out what kind of batteries are in it. I'll be damn sure to let you know!

Endurance

Biographies are fascinating to me. The thing on MLK on PBS last night was pretty amazing. You realize that all the great ones had to carry great burdens and suffer many sacrifices. Though he preached non-violence, many around him died violent deaths. He stayed his path. When he was shot in 1968 at the age of 39 the autopsy report said he had the heart of a 60 year old man. The stress of his burden would have soon killed him anyway. I can't imagine carrying the weight of a whole race of people, not to mention the true dream of a nation up such a steep mountain.

speaking of endurance...shout out to my wife for putting up with me and the kids all these years. To know her is to love her..HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HONEY!!

reassurance

Now I know there's some people out there who are feeling pretty bad right now. They have the burden of guilt on their backs because they've been burning my CD's and giving them to others. Sleepless nights, depression and heavy drinking are all symptoms. Well, I'm here to tell you that it's OK. No, really..it's cool. I know that me and my family are struggling right now and we REALLY need the money. But at least you're turning other people on the the record, right? Yeah, and I don't drink as much when I got no money so it's really better for me, right? Don't worry about it. We'll make it somehow...selling blood, pickin' up cans, change in the cushions. I mean at least gas is cheap right now. BUT!! If you STILL feel just awful about stealing from me here's a way to cure it. Go to www.olympicasskickinteam.com and buy something. You can get you a new shirt, another CD, an ipod with all my CD's loaded on it, a hoodie and even a collectible LP. Hell, get'm all and you'll feel wonderful! You get downright joyful and shit! You might even go to church tomorrow!









whassupTA

1/22 & John Hiatt

Well, we drank ourselves into the Pour House again. This time it's for Tommy Swinney's birhtday party. The old boy looks good for 80! And he's still going out rockin' and drankin' all night, hungover as hell the next morning (afternoon!) at Waffle House and all without the aid of a walker or a cane. Hang in there, Tommy! Weez right behind ya!
Opening the show will be our friend, Jeffery Dean (NOT Jimmie Dean!) Foster and his band. He's good y'all, so get there early! Joe Swank is also on the bill and starts about 6pm. Speakin' of hillbillies!!..and openers..
My friend Mark Trude reminded me of the time the Yayhoos (Who's new record is mixed and ready for cover art! Woo Hoo!) opened for John Hiatt in Springfield, MO. The Woods had already opened for him twice so I knew there might be a problem. (He did a 3 hour soundcheck both times right up to when the doors opened and made us set our gear up in front of a packed house..nice!) When he found out that The Yayhoos were a rock and roll steamroller that was sure to kick his ass he put the clampdown on it. "Nope! They ain't doin' it unless they play acoustic". Well, we didn't have any acoustic guitars and wouldn't have played like that anyway. So back and forth we went right up to showtime and he still was fightin' it tooth and nail. Finally, he gave in and said we could play but we could only have four mics. Four mics? OK, so we put one in the kick drum (my snare NEVER needs one anyway!), two up front for Roscoe and Dan's vocals and one for my vocal. We turned the amps to eleven and then proceeded to kick his ass anyway! You know you can't stop the ROCK! Dude has some intense insecurity issues! Oh and by the way, if you don't think he's the best songwriter ever...just ask him!

soundmen beware!

included on our stageplot:

Note to Soundman:

We consider REVERB a coward's tool and have to insist that it NOT be used at any time during soundcheck OR our performance. And though we will not ask the units be uninstalled from your system before we arrive, we must ask that they be turned to the OFF position before we enter the building. If this is a problem please let us know before we make the drive to your town. Again, NO REVERB!...Please!!


Thanks to Roscoe for the use of the phrase.."coward's tool"

what NOT to send!

At the risk of coming off looking like an asshole (which, it wouldn't be the first time!) here is a list of things that I get as Email and don't want..

1-Pictures of cute animals "snuggling": I HATE these things! Who cares?! OK! You caught your kitten and puppy trying to keep each other warm while you had'm in a room with the heat turned off! Save it! I ain't moved by it, except towards the bathroom!
2-Invites to see your band: Half the time I get these from LA or Tennessee, like I'm gonna jump in a plane at the last minute (which, they are usually received on the day of..) to hear a band I usually wouldn't walk across the street to see?! Come on, people!
3-Invites to write with me: I write better by myself, no thanks!
4-Something I should forward: If the Lord is waiting for me to send that thing to someone else or he won't let me in heaven...we got a problem. I will see you in Hell.
I ain't doing it..ANY of'm!
5-Petitions to sign: I ain't putting my name on some list that's gonna get me arrested, auditted or spied on. I hate the President as much as the next guy but 2008 is just around the corner and hopefully he won't get us all killed before then.
I'm just gonna take my chances.
6-Crappy pictures: I hate when people send you these pictures of a show they saw and they're all of things like Dave's feet, Jack's red eyes, the mic in front of my face or crap like that. Take some photography lessons or something.

That's it for now..I'm sure I'll think of a few more later..

TARHEELS-state!

Y'all don't really expect me to blog while there's all these great games on TV this weekend do ya? First of all, the mighty and very young Tarheels put a beat down on NC State, then the 'Skins kicked the Bucs asses to advance in the playoffs!! I'm just happier than a pig in shit right now! PLUS!! It's Elvis' Birthday!!! Woo Hoo!!!

from hanx.com.nl

Terry Anderson and The Olympic Ass-Kickin team. Everything of getting what you think at such a link name get you also. This must born and getogen is on or under the bar stool, most distant at the termination from. The rockt, it swing, the boegiet and the woegiet just like then Baird and are Georgia Sattelites that ever did. It is fence time and the barman decides nevertheless still new a cask come. Ideal moment to set up this cd, well hard. Spectacular figure is Raindrops, a traditional mierzoete popsong which fifty seems years old. "When I am with you I can walk between raindrops." Sing along in the kwadraat. Then TAaTOAKT sound as a link with hitpotentie. That is moreover nowhere for necessary. To order by means of www.olympicasskickinteam.com (Patrick donders).
this crazy dutch guys only three stars though


Huh??? hitpotentie and only 3 stars?!!!...bitch!!

lesson 2

you're right, that is an ignunt drunk ass way to start a band. Here's how you really do it. You and a couple of dudes get together in a garage or an old house out in the field or something, turn the amps onto eleven. If there's not an eleven on it, write it on there. Drink a whole lot of coffee. Plug the guitars into the amps and play some dumbass collection of chords. Get somebody to beat on the drums the best he knows how. Then start yellin' about your woman, your money or your car. There ya go..rock and roll! Worked for The Yayhoos! It can work for you!

start a band: lesson 1

So ya done wrote about 5 songs and ya think ya wanna start a band? Coooool! Here's what ya do...You get one of them cheap sorry ass, ain't worth a shit 8, 16, 24 trk. recorders and record (or "lay down" as we say in the BIZZZZ!!!") only the drums, bass, one guitar and lead vocal on each one of those superbad ass kickin' songs of yours. Then whoever wants to get down with ya can check the tracks out, and lay something down (or not!) and decide at that point if he wants to be in a band with you or not. And you in turn can check them out (if they decide to embarrass themselves and jam along to one of your tracks!)and then decide if you ever wanna ever see them again. That's one stupid ass way to do it..lesson one...50 bucks please!

in-store! in-store!

The OakTeam is doing it's first (and probably only!) in-store on the 21st of this month (and for those of you who haven't noticed..it's Janurary!). Weez driving our asses all the way up to Virginia Beach, Va. and hangin' out with the fine folks up at Birdland Music that afternoon. Somewhere around the 3 o'clock hour we'll pull out an acoustic guitar or two, a drum (or ladder!) to beat on and start sangin' louder than a bunch of hillbillies at an Alabama concert! We is gonna have a BIG 'ol time!.. And looking damn forward to it too! Hopefully, we'll sell some CD's, sign some autographs and act like big rock stars and shit. Woo Hoo!
When all that fun is done, we're jumpin' back in the van and headin' 90 or so minutes away to Richmond to do the loud rock show. We gonna tear the ass end out of a little place called Wonderland. (..they fittin' to WONDER what hit'm!). Hoping to leave there with mouths wide open and poop in they drawers!!!
...and we'll go "weee, weee, weee!!" all the way home!

Twangzine review

...and speaking of hillbillies...I love this guy! Though one of his facts are flawed (I never played drums fer The Satellites), he gets the rest of it right! :-)
Dat sumbitch is crazthy!!!
www.twangzine.net



Terry Anderson and the Olympic Ass-Kickin Team
– Self Titled Doublenaught Records

Terry Anderson was born on the same day as Jesus. Coincidence? I don't fucking think so. Like Jesus, Terry Anderson has turned water into wine, but then Terry turned the wine back into water again. He turned beer into water too. That's just a small example of the mighty power of Terry Anderson.

Back about 400 years ago, Terry Anderson was the drummer for a band out of the Atlanta area called the Georgia Satellites. They got famous a little bit. They had a couple of hits, one of which “Battleship Chains” was penned by Terry. Terry also plays in a band called the World Famous Yahoos with that gap toothed wonder geek Dan Baird, and the Lord of the bicycle and guitar Eric “Roscoe” Ambel. Ain't none of that got shit to do with the Olympic Ass Kicking Team. Both the Satellites and the Yahoos kick ass, but strictly on a intercollegiate level, especially when compared to the OAK Team.

That's because the Olympic Asskicking Team kicks ass on an Olympic level.

This is balls to the wall Rock and Roll the way Rock and Roll is supposed to be played. Even when playing a song with a country feel like "$100 a Week", it still rocks. It's rockin the style of the Faces, or Sam teh Sham, except it rocks harder. It's party rock. Music that makes you want to shake your ass, Music that makes you smile, whether they are singing about needing a drink "Feel a Drunk Coming On", getting drunk -"Thunderbird," getting your first car "Purple GTO", and yelling at old people who can't drive "Gityoassupda Road". This is as perfect a rock record as has ever been made. Better than Exile on Main Street. Better than Born in the USA, Better than the White Album. Playing this record really loud will get you laid, arrested, and should be able to pull your head right out of your ass.

Aint that what Rock and Roll is supposed to do?

Jeff Wall

Thanks Gerben!

First of all a Happy and Healthy New Year from Gerben!
I like your translation, Terry. Here's mine:

An olympic discipline that will probably never make it to the Games is the hard art of simple pubrocking. Terry, who has won his spurs for some three decades in various bands, most recent in The Yayhoos, makes his cd’s (You Don’t Like Me / East Side Digital ‘5; What Else Can Go Right / East Side Digital ’96; I’ll Drink To That / Not Lame ’01 – reviewed in in RTM 15) with incredible ease. They are somewhere in between the English side of Rockpile with its exponents Lowe and Edmunds, and at the American side NRBQ and the Georgia Satellites. No surprise that the other Yayhoo Dan Baird (who had an international hit with Terry’s ‘I Love You Period’), alongside Eric ‘Roscoe’ Ambel, plays along on ‘Purple GTO’. Terry opens his can of beer with the turbulent rocker ‘Can’t Get The One You Want’, which knocks you off your feet, and then ‘You Know Me’, (heavy horns!), which makes your hips twitch by a shocking groove. ‘Sunday Dress’ is a litlle less energetic, but those guitars sure are armed. ‘Hi ’n Dry’ is a cocktail with a heavy shot, the guitars are behind the door with wooden hammers and the piano gives a final kick. ‘Raindrops’ (beautiful lap steel by Larry Hutcherson), ‘Inez’ and ‘Thunderbird’ sound as if they came from the collected works of Lowe, Costello and Squeeze, while the current Dave Edmunds would give som important limbs for the country rocker ‘$ 100 A Week’. Before the album closes with the slightly drunk ‘Rehab’ with a.o. Caitlin Cary on violin, we get some infectuous rockers like ‘Feel A Drunk Comin’ On’, ‘Gityoassupda Road’ (again some heavy horns!) and ‘Check Please’, which makes clear where punk got it’s energy – from the pub, of course! Terrys e-mail addy starts with ‘terryandersonrocks’… which I call fairly modest PR. More appropriate would be ‘terryandersonpubrocks’, which ranks a couple of barstools higher for the real devotees. Holadiyayhoo, gityoass kicked and party into the new year! (MN)

Thanks Gerben! I knew it was something like that!

resolutions

all right, damn it! Here are my resolutions for 2006..

1-I ain't gonna smoke no cigarettes! (he he! That one's easy!)
2-Stop drankin' from the toilet!
3-get my picture taken at "Glamour Shots"
4-Save 15% on my car insurance
5-stay outta Wal-Mart
6-Use the phrase "..and speaking of hillbillies.." ALOT!
7-get some tires put on that van AND get'm aligned!
8-fix that damn drip in the KITCHEN!!!
9-kill the dogs..
10-ROCK LIKE ASS!