I was sure the tribute to Charin was going to be a ZZ Top link to Driving While Blind.
Today's theme is local/regional bands from my teenage/college years who were this close to being the next big thing and ended up being the next economy sized thing.
Kansas exploded on the scene with Leftoverture a year or two earlier so the logical thing for a record company to do was
...
A great live bar band from Wichita with a drummer who could write catchy songs and a charismatic frontman/bassist. Signed to the same label as Kiss and Joan Jett & the Blackhearts in the early 80s right when MTV came out of the box. Now all that was needed was a catchy vid....
WHAT IN THE FUCK IS THIS!!!???!!!
(Beeeeeep, Beeeeep, Beeeeep the unknown pervert in Topeka, Kansas has issued a severe weird and more than a bit disturbing video warning)
It takes some balls to film that for your debut video and then turn around and put out an album with a song called
Nobody's Fool.
Let's just stick with the group photo over the whole song bit from now on
Then the one that really pisses me off. Bon Jovi goes supernova and
this band ends up going onto the sides of milk cartons.
Such are
The Wages of Sin.
Live version of Bang a Gong with some Chuck Berry thrown in from their Steve, Bob, & Rich days
Know of any other band that covered both T. Rex and
Merle Travis?
Another Guitar
I met her in a bar naturally, and naturally she wanted to dance
I politely declined naturally, I said I really hate this band
We went for a coffee at a little cafe
I had more picks in my pocket than I had spare change
She said "Hold it right there just stop where you are.
Not another guy, not another guitar."
I couldn't get her off of my mind, naturally so naturally I gave her a call
Someone else answered the phone, naturally, and I recalled that she lived with her ma
I said "Do you have a daughter that is the fairest by far?"
She said "Who should I say is calling? Who should I say who you are?"
"Tell her loverboy's here and can I borrow her car/"
"Ahh not another guy, not another guitar."
"No, not another guy, not another guitar."
She said "You boys of song you're all the same.
You chase a dream that you can not name.
A shoulder to cry, a sofa to crash
A meal and a mama with no strings attached."
She said "You son of a song, know better I should.
But you know how to make it all sound so good."
Well, to make a long story short, naturally
we fell in love and she done me wrong
She'll say the same about me, naturally
but to my face and not in a song
We’re both gonna make that same old mistake again someday
It’s gonna happen to her it’ll sure ’nuff happen to me
There’s just something in that music that makes us do that dance
In that special brew of tears and beer and fear and romance
Hey it’s losers’ night in Teen Town bring your fake ID
You know you’re never too young to be too old for me
And I’m never too bad to be more trouble than I’m worth
Just another sad angel singing to the sad earth
Well it’s another long night it’s another low moon
It’s another long line to hear another old tune
It’s another long glance across another long bar
Another girl, another guy, another guitar
Well I'm just another guy with another guitar
My Gal is Red Hot (Your Gal is Diddley Squat)
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