Showing posts with label Doo-Wop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Doo-Wop. Show all posts

Monday, January 18, 2010

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

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

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

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Gasp! It's...The Great Chicken Shortage of Ought-Nine!





First it was Popeye's Chicken, and now KFC has seen their poultry supplies crumble before the might of Oprah's PR machine. Will this living nightmare ever end, or has it only just begun? Brothers and SISTERS, I have seen the writing on the wall! The angel of St. John hath opened the first of seven golden-fried vials filled with w/ the secret herbs and spices of the Lord?

We will bring you more on this story as it developes, but in the meantime...



Chicken Twist - The Dappers


"Yer Like A Chicken Wit Yo Head Cut off!"