"Uptown Girl"

I wanted to stab my head with an icepick today. Billy Joel's "Uptown Girl" was in there and I wanted that son-of-a-bitch to get out ASAP! I couldn't figger out how it got in there though! Why would that piece of shit sink into MY head and then manifest itself in the relentless manner that it did? And then I remembered, two days
ago I was in the Bunn Food Lion grocery store (which hasn't failed to dissappoint me in almost every way since it's opening) and that bitch came on. What do you do in a case like that? Do you just leave your cart full of groceries that you've worked so hard to find and pick through just because one of your most hated songs comes over the store speakers? Sure, I could see that happening. But I decided to tough it out by humming one of my own songs in my head. Well, obviously it didn't work. I guess it seeped in somehow, and then today, out of the blue it ATTACKED!! I was forced to find a radio and listen to sports talk. After a while it went away.
I spent most of the day yesterday under-cover..or should I say under covERS! Whatever Will had, he gave to the rest of us. I felt like ASS! I tried to work but I soon got the shivers and went straight home to hide. After sleeping most of the day, I woke up just long enough to eat some miso soup and go back to bed until this morning. I NEVER get sick, so when I do it's really BAD! I was mo betta today....well... except for that whole "Uptown Girl" thing!

slither

Y'all seen the trailers for that new horror movie, "Slither"? It looks stupid as shit. Well if you go, listen out for The Yayhoos in there somewhere. Roscoe's "Baby I Love You" from "Fear Not.." makes an appearance. It will interesting to see when and how it's used.
And don't forget! The DVD only release of "Roadhouse 2" should be out soon featuring my "Hunt You Down"!
Shit!! we might as well move to Hollywood!

and this..!!

TA-
The new Yayhoos CD showed up in my mail box yesterday, and all I can say is...Holy mackerel sapphire!
Congrats on another great rock and roll record, there ain't a dud in the bunch! On first listen, "Everything/Anything" and "Over The Top" really jumped out at me (sounds like Keith Christopher channeled that other guy named Keith on the latter, un-freakin'-believably great song).
Saw on the new web site that the Yayhoos will be in Marshall, MI in June, I'm planning on making the drive down. Hope to see you there, will probably bring the Jerry Jones along so you two can catch up on old times.
Thanks for continuing to carry the rock and roll torch,
Lou Thumser

From TA- Oooooh Ooooooh!!!Let me! Let me! I prolly told it before but let me be the first one to spill the beans that Ray Charles did a demo of "Over the Top"!! So, is it a great song? Ray sure thought so...can't go wrong with that! That would be like Etta James doing...uuuuhhhh...uuuhhh.."I Can Give You Everything" or something!!!

on the streets!

The reviews are starting to roll in as people are beginning to open their mailboxes to find the new Yayhoos record, "Put the Hammer Down". Here are a couple of the Emails I've received..

Terry -

Got the new Yayhoos today, and as I gnawed it open on the way to get me some beer and a smoked turkey samwich I was reminded of the afternoon 2-3 years ago when I accosted Dan Baird at the Continental Club during SXSW. It was after he played a set with my fantasy girlfriend, Mary McBride. I says hello to Dan, and asks when's the new Yayhoos album coming out. He says, "Just stay alive. Keep existing and at some point you'll have it." Dan was right. I stayed alive and I have the album. And it rocks balls! We've all been wantin' a version of Gettin' Drunk ever since we saw ya'll do it out back of Opal Devine's that year. Jeez, what a great album. I'm still absorbing everything/anything about it. Hell yeah! Thanks to all you guys, damn it.
John Agee
Austin

I got the new record today. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You! There is noone out there with the chemistry you guys have.
I will do everything in my power to introduce this record to as many people I can. I am forever changed buy your music.
A chance meeting in Raleigh in 2001 and I will never be the same since I bought your first record. I have lots of each of you guys
solo things and they equally rock. The Yayhoos are the saviors of Rock and Roll! I'm not usually this sappy but when something
changes your life the way your music has mine, you can't just not share your appreciation for it. Thanks for keeping it real.
David

get yours at www.yayhoos.com and TURN THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH UP!

104.8!

No that's not a radio station. That's what his temperature was when I almost literally had to carry him into the emergency room this morning at 5am. There were some scary moments in the Anderson abode when our son Will was coughing, cramping, throwing up and shaking uncontrollably. I'm really glad I took him when I did. 104.8 is pushing it! They got an IV in him with meds and a bag of fluids and he soon started to calm down as his fever got closer to a respectable 100 degrees. He's MUCH better now. He's in there with one of my guitars strumming away and will muster a smile occasionally. The good news is they couldn't find anything wrong with him. The bad news is that they couldn't find anything wrong with him. They said it was probably a stomach virus.

God Hates You

Jonathan from Wilmington saw "God Hates You" on the setlist and had to ask: "God Hates You"? What song is that? Sorry, I guess that does need some explainin'. Ya see, when we were recording the Nick Lowe song we were listening back to the vocals and it sounded like we were sayin' "God hates you". If you say "You got it" over and over and turn the beat around a bit, starting from the word "got" it becomes "God hates you" and that's what we've called it ever since. Y'all missed a good'ern last night!

setlist for tonight

feel a drunk
weather
mr.bus
killin'
you know me
sunday dress
hi 'n dry
boyfriend 2
daddy
yesterday clyde
college
$100
god hates you
git yo ass
$ of education
t-bird
check please
......................
slut

storebought titties

yeah, it went something like this:

Rub them storebought titties up on me
the ones you got at "Buy one, Get one free!"
well, ya used to have two little BB"s
and now ya got all that cleaveeeege
and you keep fallin' head over heels for me

Maybe Jeff or Carina can remember some more of it..

ignunt!

RMH-3/25

The Raleigh Music Hall finally has us up on their site so come on down damnit!

Sat. 3/25 with Watershed and The Bleeding Hearts

http://www.raleighmusichall.com/

Awesome Austin

Well, I pulled into Austin and after a few trips around the block I finally found a place to park the car. At 5:30 in the afternoon the streets were already crawling with music fans as well as the bands loading in gear. I knew that Ian MacLagan was playing at the (really cool!) Lucky Lounge at 6 so I headed that way. I knew I was at the right place when I saw the drummer (Don Don?..that's what Mac called him) and Scrappy taking their places. Mac, funny as hell as usual, started up the boogie woogie and the Bump Band fell in behind him. After being in the car all day it was just what I needed to start the weekend off right. I grabbed a Guinness (or maybe 4) and started shaking my ass like a teeniebopper. Mac and the boys took a break so I walked next door to the Red Fez to see my boy (and OakTeam guitarist) Big Daddy Dave as he and Tres Chicas hit their last 3 notes. Shit! But just my luck Garrison Starr was tuning to go on next. I wasn't real impressed with her newer songs but Man! I love her voice! I bet she sits there watching "American Idol" and says "ALL 'a ya'll can Kiss My Ass!". Jules Shear USED to be great. He came up next a totally didn't rock. But he's got more hit songs than you can shake a stick at and I used to love one of his records so I had to allow him some slack. Plus I think he has has some medical issues lately. "Oh Shit! I'm sure Mac has started back up by now!" I thought, and sure enough I missed a few songs but the ones I heard were the ones I came to hear, the Faces songs and the ones from his OLD solo records. Later that evening I caught up with old friends, Brad Rice and Buddy Zapata (AKA "Z-Dork"). We happend by the Continental Club and had a few more cocktails and later split for some fish tacos. I made it back somehow out to the hotel and stayed Thursday night with Walter Clevenger and The Dairy Kings.
We got up Friday and headed over to Threadgill's across the river on 1st Street. This was the reason I came, to show up and sing my track for the Nick Lowe Tribute show presented by Walter and Burnside Distribution (the OakTeam's new distro guys!). After a few other corny acts (Shit! did I say that outloud?!), Walter and the boys tore through a few of Nick's songs and then started calling up guests. I was fourth on the list after Rick Shea ("Never Been in Love"), James Intfeld ("Lonesome Reverie") and Ron Flynt ("I Knew the Bride.."). It all pretty much went off without a hitch as talked up my new $6 haircut.
Carina kidnapped me and said that I HAD to see Willie Nile so I left even before the Nick thing was over. We got to the Tap Room and Willie had already started bringing folks down. She said he REALLY rocked the night before but today he was dedicating all of these lame (musically..not lyrically) songs to dead people, the victims of the Madrid train bombing, Jeff Buckley, etc. etc. I had to get outta there, I hate those quiet gigs where everybody is hanging on the guys' next practiced joke or whatever so I left and was immediatly better for it. From the rooftop a block away I heard the soulful singing that could'a only been one man..Big Al Anderson! I strutted my little fancy ass right over there and figgered out that the entrance was down a sticky smelly alleyway. I was just in time (as I had no invitation) to walk right in with a couple who flashed some kind of proof that they were supposed to be there. Ya see, I wasn't about to buy one of those wristbands that allowed you to see all of the acts for the low low price of $175!, so I was just winging it and it worked out well..I was lucky. Most of the time I knew the folks that I wanted to see so they got me in. Anyway, Al and his crack ansemble played music for finger-foods most of the afternoon set but did kick it up on the last few numbers giving us a glimpse into what to expect that evening at the Parish.
But man! I didn't expect THIS! Like I said before, I had no wristband so I called Al just before he went on. He called me right back from the stage and sent someone down after me. Soon thereafter the ass-kickin' began! Al was ready to rock again and it showed by the songs he chose. One rockin' number after another like the good 'ol days of NRBQ (no offense to present day Q..is there one?). The second song was a one new one called "Loving You" that he said Van Zandt had covered. That was a rockin' bitch! He was in rare form playing his ass off just like the way ya love him and singing his ass off too! Definitely the best show I saw on the trip, if not this year! Really really great!
Since it didn't matter who I was gonna see after that I didn't really bother. I got up with my friends Jeff Reese and Carina and we watched basketball and then went to Opal Divine's and had a few drinks and called it a night. Due to snoring issues from the night before and the availability of a quiet place to rest I went home with Jeff and had my own room.
We left his estate around noon on Saturday and headed over to Guadalupe and 17th to hang out with a bunch of other older people that didn't need to be seen in the light of day. There was a Pop gathering over there and I humored the idea with Jeff hoping to somehow be rocked at some point. I was wrong. One after another, each band tried to out-suck the ones before them. You know that giant sucking sound?..it's usually Pop music. Too many chords, too much thinking...it's more than a redneck from North Carolina can take. I mean they sang purty and all but damn!..can I help you guys pull whatever it is up your ass out of it? Carina, Jeff and I were writing a song called "Storebought Titties" during the show we were so bored. We were hoping to shop it to one of the acts to maybe loosen them up a bit.
And now...what you've all been waiting for..The winner of the suckiest band award goes to.....drumroll please...wait a minute, I don't want to cause any trouble here so I'll just use his initials...R.I.C.H.I.E F.U.R.A.Y...The singer from a once famous band that has now taken more of a Las Vegas approach to country music. I wanted to kill and kill and kill during his set! Carina's friend Vickie said with tears welling in her eyes..."This is just sad!" Finally after about 4 boring hours Peter Case got up there and didn't suck followed by Matthew Sweet and Suzanna Hoffs who also didn't suck but only played about 5 songs. I ran into NotLame owner Bruce Brodeen at the Suckfest and we bought each other drinks there and as we made our way over to Jovita's, where Walter was once again rockin' the joint with not only Nick Lowe songs but a few of his own great ones. Everybody split up and I ended up at Ego's with Carina to see James Intfeld's bootscootin' show down there. As more margarita's were consumed we tollerated his fine singing through a really muddy and shitty sounding PA. Well, we THOUGHT he was singing through it..and so did he. After about an hour they realized that the front speakers weren't on! It sounded great then, but too late, it was time to leave.
Jeff was back at Carina's hotel taking a nap and pulling his pistol out on a suspicious character sneeking around his truck. When Carina and I got back over there he and I headed back to the ranch and caught up on our basketball scores before konking out.
After a quick pack job in the morning I jumped back in the car for what was to be a long day of driving in very scary torrential rain and wind almost the whole way to Meridian, Mississippi. Once there I watched the last half of The Sopranos, went to Aweful House and got an omelete and passed out. The driving on Monday wasn't as bad until I got to Gaffney where the rain caught up with me once again and made things interesting. The trip back was almost 4 hours longer because of the rain. But here I am! Same 'ol shitass!
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home sweet home!

Driving to Austin wasn't such a big deal. It only took about 20 hours. Other than the 80-mile-an-hour-six-lane-weave going on as I drove through Atlanta, most of it was pretty damn forgetable. The ride back made up for it though as all of the rain that was causing flooding and death in Texas followed me ALL the way home. I got a brief reprieve from Meridian, Miss. to Gaffney, SC but the last 4 hours home were brutal! I'll tell ya all about the music part of the trip tomorrow (if I can remember it!), right now I gotta have a drank! Meanwhile check this out....

http://www.yayhoos.com

b/t/w..PS-HB!..JC

PS..

Happy Birfday Jack! Hope you have 50 more! Now go get that AARP card so we can get them discounts on the road!

Woo Hoo!

I'm outta here...

OK kids, 8am EST Wed. mornin' I'm rockin' down the highway! Looking forward to hanging with all my friends in Austin and meeting our new distributor dudes. Walter Clevenger and The Dairy Kings are allowing me to share one of their hotel rooms and that should be a hoot! Them boys like to drink. My kinda people! Last time I saw them, Henry (their bass player) had to drive me and Grace back to our hotel in Raleigh as I threw up down the side of my Beemer. Good Times, Good times! In the words of my hero, Keith Christopher "I didn't feel very good alot" the next day. Also looking forward to catching up with Big Al at some point, I know he's playing Friday night. Like Luther Vandrose said..."I'm 'ol beee there!"
My friend, Brad Rice called and gave me his new number. He lives down there now. He's playing with Son Volt now as well as Tift last I heard. He's a rockin' mutha! Love that guy! We had so much fun on the Backsliders tour in '98!
John Agee sent me his number. I'm gonna call him Thursday night when I get there. Looking forward to meeting him. He sent me some cool Faces stuff!
Tres Chicas (Caitlin and her bunch!) are playing about 9 times down there and I plan on seeing a few of those shows. Big Daddy Dave from the OakTeam also plays with them. Guess I should bring my ball glove, so me and him can throw some ball at some point.
All I know is that I'll be away from painting for 6 days and that's all that matters to me! I'll be driving four outta those 6 days. But what the hell! It's worth it. Plus, I'll get some time alone to think about a few songs that are rolling around in my head. I'll try to check in. Forgive me if I don't, we'll catch up when I get back. Peace!

Girls of Bunn

I don't think Hugh Hefner is headed to Bunn anytime soon. I really haven't seen anyone around here that would make it in Playboy. As I walked into the Grocery store yesterday I saw a truck (w/ 4 wheel drive of course!) with a bumber sticker that said "This Cowgirl is gonna break your Heart". The rather rotund driver of said vehicle was approaching with a cartfull, containing the likes of Moonpies, frozen pizzas and two or three gallons of milk. I thought to myself, "Honey you you ain't gonna break nothing but one of my lawn chairs!"
Then I went down to the Dollar General and another young lady about 5'2, 300 pounds was grabbing a grocery cart and in doing so let out the loudest burp you ever heard! I was offended. Well, I never...!
Hugh, stay home, it ain't worth the trip.

whew!

Sorry about the dropoff of blogs lately. Being a true North Carolinian, I have been consumed by basketball..college basketball to be exact. Folks in Dallas are consumed by the Cowboys, people in Detroit are consumed by the Red Wings and fans in San Francisco are consumed by...well....nevermind. Anyway, this weekend is the BIG weekend around here to the point that it's practically a given that nobody is going to work on Friday so that they can watch basketball. It is my favorite time of year actually and probably another (if not the main!) reason that I never moved to Nashville. Sad huh?
The other reason I haven't blogged lately is that I've been working my ass off! I've been going up and down a 32 foot ladder all day and fighting gale force winds to move it! It sucks, but I gotta do it to have the money for Austin. I leave Wednesday. Anybody else that's going please Email me your cell# and I'll give you a call and we'll have a drink or 9, OK?
Cool, see ya there!

school spirits

I hated my high school years worse than any other part of my life. I mean, never have I felt so outta place. I wasn't always the handsome young man I am now so I didn't have a lot of friends. I was mostly just hanging out with David Enloe (Woods-mate) and that damn nut Bill Reeves. The three of us also had a friend that we called "Hawk". One year Hawk ran for school president on the "The art room needs new paint brushes platform". Bill got in a lot of trouble for letting Hawk wear his marching band uniform when he got up there and made his stupid-ass speach in front of the whole school. Anyway, almost every day David and I would go over to Karen Crawford's house (actually, I would drive that Caddy on the back of my second record!) and drink a bottle of Boone's Farm for lunch while we listened to Frank Zappa. I would always go back to school and pass out during Geometry. I think I got the lowest "F" ever given to anyone in a North Carolina High Scool. I should'a got a "D" for DRUNK! One day we went on a field trip to the Raleigh sewage system, we stopped on the way (cuz we got to drive separate for some reason) and killed a bottle of Boone's Farm on the way there. Hell, every chance we got we'd drink at school. I killed 3 Schlitz's before getting on the bus one morning. I told ya I hated high school! Anything to kill the pain.

Firm Yayhoos dates

May 4 Smiths Olde Bar, Atlanta
May 5 the Nick, Birmingham...

Dylan's review

Got this from my friend Mike McGlothlen about
the Southern Pines show, 2/25/06
... (he shot the pic too!) ...

"Hey, I wanted you to know that Dylan thought you guys were the tightest band he's ever heard Live. Also that he was able to get into the songs much more listening to them live than on CD. I didn't know it but he's allergic to smoke and was having such a good time he didn't want to leave. So he was sick the rest of the time he got to spend with us, but he said it was well worth it."

(Please note that he is refering to his nephew Dylan, who flew down from Minn, Minn. over that weekend...and NOT Bob Dylan.)

MB

We left (Grace, Nathan and I) last Thursday night to go to Myrtle Beach for the weekend. Will came down later with his church group. I had painting work (a LOT of it!) to do and I figgered it would be a good opportunity to take the family outta town. I took my guitar but I had so much to do that I never pulled it outta the bag. I did get the chance to throw some baseball with Nathan out on the beach and a few other of them vacation type things but for the most part I was going up and down the ladder. And let me say I really appreciated some old bitch from Harnette county coming in after I had busted my ass all day on Friday and trying to get me to change the color..which I had absolutely nothing to do with! The paint was there when I got there. If I ever wanted to hit a "lady" it was then. After it was all done, of course it looked great anyway.
Saturday night was wonderful. Grace went and got fresh scallops and shrimp and cooked a great pasta seafood dinner. We had a few bottles of wine and watched Carolina put the hammer down on Duke. What could be better?!
Speaking of Hillbillies..The Yayhoos are putting together a little run through the South at the beginning of May so look out Atlanta, B'Ham, Chattahoochie and Nashville!

screwdrivers

Here's what I hate about screwdrivers....ya go to the toolbox and look for the screwdriver you need and which ever one it is..it ain't there. If you need a flathead, all you can find is a damn phillips head, if you need a phillips all you can find is a flathead! In the words of my soon-to-be 10 yr.old."Am I right?" Do these things talk to each other and tell each other to hide? BASTARDS! I hate'm! Why can't they standardize that shit! One or the other, brutha! Why do we need flatheads anymore? Huh!? It's just too much! I've gotta have another drink!!! Ughh!!

Stones in Rio

Imagine a six lane interstate highway, one mile long, packed full of people. Now imagine a rock and roll band playing in front of that crowd. That's the spectacle that I witnessed last night. Now, I've seen and been a part of a rather huge crowd in Denmark about 10 years ago when The Yayhoos played the Roskilde festival. Our little 'ol circus tent only held about 10,000 but after our show we went over to where Neil Young was playing to be a part of about 90,000! Roscoe and I had passes so were we allowed to get in the light tower above everyone. We had a bird's eye view of all the bonfires and flag waving and watched the sun slowly touch the horizon before heading right back up again. Right damn magical it was! But I digress. What I was trying to get to was that this crowd in Rio last night was about 3 times that size!
The show was a bit predictable. It wasn't much different from the show I saw in Durham. But the camera allowed me to see between the wrinkles in their faces. Letting me notice that Ronnie Wood was about to fall asleep. That must have been why he was sliding up to B-flat and then to A-flat when the damn song was in the key of A! The song "Rough Justice" lived up to it's name...ROUGH! The camera also let me see Mick's chiseled Abs. Grrrr...! At one point he pulled his shirt up to show off that he, at 62 or what ever he is, was in better shape than 95% of any guys half of his age! That's just sick..and really pisses me off!..cuz now I gotta get back to work. I've gotta at least get to the point where I'm not embarrased to wear a bathing suit this summer. But anyway, all in all, I'm glad I went to the Stones worldwide simulcast. It was a good 'ol time. I especially loved Ronnie constantly sticking his tongue out at Mick whenever he turned his back on him. That's what I love about them. They are still all like a bunch of third graders!