Another sweet one from the 'dudes...
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Chris Robinson - On A Sunday Morn
This one is from his 2002 solo debut. Perfect song to start the day...
Friday, October 29, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Jb&S Austin City Performance Music Award - Monte Montgomery, When Will I
For SHudson and her performance on the job today, well done indeed! Easy to see why Lee digs this dude.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
New Orleans On My Mind
Not bad - the still sweet and mellow sound of Paul Cotton & Cali's Poco on a Saturday afternoon.
Jb&S 'Cross the Pond Award - Fredrick Strand Halland
Rock on, Kid. No doubt, Stevie Ray would be proud.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Lilly Hiatt - Bet Dad Is Proud
I know I would be. I mean I will be. Come to think of it, I'm already there. Cool.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Tabbin' - Houma's Own Tab Benoit
Needed something a touch old school this morning to get me going - "moving slow like Uncle Joe" for some reason. Excerpts here from another outstanding jukejointvideo.com production. Tabbin' is what some of the locals call his guitar strumming technique during the Intro - and "we" love it. "Blues So Bad" is one of my favorites and was co-written by none other than Levon Helm. Nice to see the audience appreciation for this extraordinary talent who plays small venues all over for a reason.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Angel Taylor, Like You Do - More Young Talent
A Message for my Alexis, from one Angel to another. What a great video - there's even an old dude dancing with his very own Skip...
Amanda Shaw - Jb&S "Go Girl!" Music Award Winner
Been waiting for a decent music video on "Pretty Runs Out" for some time now. Met Covington's Ms. Amanda briefly a couple of years ago (all of 18 at the time) while getting her autograph for my own young daughter, Alexis Lily. She was very appreciative of the request not like some old egos - a lesson here boyz. Hope she stays so...
Friday, October 8, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
For KDeGray from Bayou Teche - More Trombone Shorty
Like fine wine and a cool bayou breeze, the TMan and his boyz keepin' it real for just a few of their Big Easy friends lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
My Bad - Art Neville & The Meters, Cissy Strut
So this young teenage kid in Tally no less wants to know why Jb hasn't posted Cissy Strut by the Meters given my New Orleans connection. I was so flummoxed (my all-time favorite word)that I had no response, stunned me but good that little shiite did, no offense kid I think. You got me so enjoy. Guess there's hope for those next up after all...
Saturday, October 2, 2010
What Are Friends For - Radio Girl by John Hiatt & The Goners
Ole E of Eclectipundit.com fame gave my little site a plug today just like John Hiatt did back in the day for his bandmates in this tight performance. Never knew it but it turns out that all three of the Goners hail from Louisiana. Kinship is a very good thing. Thanks Eman.
Fat Tuesday by Tommy Malone - "Boy, you ain't seen nothing yet"
From what I've heard and read, this "phenom" musician spent some of his youth in Edgard, La., a small town on the banks of the Mississippi River. Not much there as I recall but it is the place of one of my favorite childhood memories.
Before my oldest brother shipped off to spend time with the Coast Guard back in the day, he left his 1963 Chevy SS Impala out of harms reach with my grandparents out in the country. This "Heavy Chevy" had a beautiful black paint job, not a touch of bondo, spotless interior with buckets, a built big block with help from Shreve Automotive, 4-speed and 456 gears. I found that there really wasn't all that much for a young kid to do during the summer months in Wallace, La. But when his very kind and elderly grandfather decided that just the two of us should take the car out for a drive so the battery didn't run down, my Mardi Gras came to town.
I remember turning on to River Road and my grandfather commenting on how rough the engine idled and that maybe we should take it in for a tune-up. I knew enough to say that it was because of the race cam in the engine and that she sounded great. The car jumped hard each time he shifted gears as he tried his best to manage the beast. As we appoached Edgard, there was a section where folks gathered on both sides of the old road to hang out. Our car was moving at a pretty good clip when my grandfather had to downshift in a hurry as there was a car stopped in the middle of the road with men on both sides talking with the driver. The startled men cleared and waved us around and my dear grandfather inadvertently revved up, dumped the clutch and launched that bad boy to the cheers and waves of the crowd. Grown men jumping up and down cheering! I wonder if they later told stories about the old man and little boy from out of nowhere. I made sure to look down at the road at the right spot when my mom took me home to the city later that week - two long black lines where he smoked first and second but good, managed to keep her pretty straight too. Miss you to this day Wilson Campeaux. Thank you Tommy Malone.
Before my oldest brother shipped off to spend time with the Coast Guard back in the day, he left his 1963 Chevy SS Impala out of harms reach with my grandparents out in the country. This "Heavy Chevy" had a beautiful black paint job, not a touch of bondo, spotless interior with buckets, a built big block with help from Shreve Automotive, 4-speed and 456 gears. I found that there really wasn't all that much for a young kid to do during the summer months in Wallace, La. But when his very kind and elderly grandfather decided that just the two of us should take the car out for a drive so the battery didn't run down, my Mardi Gras came to town.
I remember turning on to River Road and my grandfather commenting on how rough the engine idled and that maybe we should take it in for a tune-up. I knew enough to say that it was because of the race cam in the engine and that she sounded great. The car jumped hard each time he shifted gears as he tried his best to manage the beast. As we appoached Edgard, there was a section where folks gathered on both sides of the old road to hang out. Our car was moving at a pretty good clip when my grandfather had to downshift in a hurry as there was a car stopped in the middle of the road with men on both sides talking with the driver. The startled men cleared and waved us around and my dear grandfather inadvertently revved up, dumped the clutch and launched that bad boy to the cheers and waves of the crowd. Grown men jumping up and down cheering! I wonder if they later told stories about the old man and little boy from out of nowhere. I made sure to look down at the road at the right spot when my mom took me home to the city later that week - two long black lines where he smoked first and second but good, managed to keep her pretty straight too. Miss you to this day Wilson Campeaux. Thank you Tommy Malone.
Two from Back in the Day - The Radiators & Mason Ruffner
Just what the good doctor ordered - feelin' better already...
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