1 Million Served; 1.6 Critical Violations Per Inspection

Four out of five recitivist offenders agree: syrup goes good w/ just about anything, even assholes. And while assholes are definitly off the menu, Waffle's, on the other hand, are a great & well balanced way to start off any post.




Being a man of my word, here is another gem from the Wafflehouse jukebox for those patient readers w/ an unnatural adoration of all things waffle-centric. Eat up...waffles, I mean.



Waffle Doo Wop - Eddie Middleton

Warning: this Post is presented in Hypno-Vista (Whatever the hell that means)!

First off, given American International Picture's (See: previous post) illustrious legacy of jamming two sub-par movies together as a package deal, these two features just really don’t fit. Headless Ghost is more of a ‘Ghost of Dragstrip Hollow’- like comedy and Horrors of the Black Museum is the greatest giallo film that neither Argento nor Fulchi made. Add to the fact that both films hail from 59’, a social period remembered more for space-age terror and giant bugs then subtlety, and you can begin to see why a promotional record featuring a vocal group jam (passe’ even by 1959’s standards) perhaps wasn’t the best advertising move. I mean, have you ever heard of either of these movies? I didn’t think so.

That not to say the record is a lemon. On the contrary, I think it plays particularly loose with it’s accaplella nuttiness. Pair this w/ a copy of ‘Attack of the Giant Leeches’ on AIP records (or AIR) and you got yerself the cream of the Samuel Z. Arkoff's corny crop.



As far as Halloween is concerned, there sure ain’t a more haunted notion then a Ghost who can’t get no head….wait, I think I may have misunderstood the assignment.

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Headless Ghost - Nightmares

(Oooh I'm Scared) of the Horrors of the Black Museum - Nightmares

Finally, a Flimsy Pretext to Post Some Songs about Waffle House!

Waffle House waitress shoots customer in dispute over food!

Yesireee, no clever write-up needed to spin random breakfast experiences into blog-gold. Nope, no clumsy segway into the virtues of gritts, nor tales of late night excursions bordering on Waffle Noir. No, just a plain ole' human interest story intoning what we, as spiritual beings, have known all along: to enter a Waffle House is to enter a parallel dimension of questionable taste and values, and it is very possible that one among you might get killed...or, at least in this case, suffer a flesh wound.



Just in case it didn't make the national papers - in the early nineties the fine people @ Waffle House commissioned some of the brightest (i.e. Cheapest) artists in the South to contribute tracks to their own line of 45rpm records for use in their in-store juke-boxes.The only criteria was that the songs be wholly about the Waffle House, or, at the very least, boast significant Waffle related slant, thus 'Waffle' records was born. The rest is, as they say, history.



Needles to say, most of these records are complete crap, but seeing as how I have located all but one ('I Saw Elvis at the Waffle House'), you get to benefit from my unique expertise and discerning ear as I present to you the cream of the crap. No need to thank me. Your happiness is thanks enough. Serve w/ syrup and enjoy!

Waffle House Hashbrowns (I Love You) - Billy Dee Cox

Good Food Fast - Eddie Middleton

Special Lady - Billy Dee Cox