Coretta Scott King, who turned a life shattered by her husbandâ€™s assassination into one devoted to enshrining his legacy of human rights and equality, has died. She was 78. ” I understand that she was asleep last night and her daughter went in to wake her up and she was not able to and so she quietly slipped away. Her spirit will remain with us just as her husbandâ€™s has.â€ a family friend stated.
She was a supportive lieutenant to her husband, the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr., during the most tumultuous days of the American civil rights movement. She had married him in 1953. After her husbandâ€™s assassination in Memphis, Tenn., on April 4, 1968, she kept his dream alive while also raising their four children. She worked to keep his ideology of equality for all people at the forefront of the nationâ€™s agenda. She goaded and pulled for more than a decade to have her husbandâ€™s birthday observed as a national holiday, then watched with pride in 1983 as President Reagan signed the bill into law. The first federal holiday was celebrated in 1986.
There is so much more to the story of Mrs. King’s days here with us and I ask all of you to read up more on her.-Mr.G
In the upcoming weeks I will be setting up a time and a date to speak with Mr. James Cotton, or just COTTON as his friends call him. Cotton became known as the ultimate showman. By the time he got to the center of the stage and blew his first note, the audience was on it’s feet, dancing, screaming, sweating right along with him, and having a good time. That is what it was all about. “Boogie, boogie, boogie,” he’d wail from the stage. He became famous for his back flips. An old fan reminisced with him at a recent festival, “James, the first time I saw you do a back flip, man, I was shocked,” he said, shaking his head, “I’d never seen one before! Thanks.” Cotton laughed, patted his stomach, and replied, “Well, you aren’t getting the flips tonight but you WILL get the music. It is an old, true story – there are nights when he blows his harmonica so hard the keys fall out in his hands. A man with a good sense of humor, his old fans and friends like to remember one night when he began playing so hard his harp fell apart, “Oh, I’m just warming up,” he teased them with a big smile.
Stay Tuned for the date of this extraordinary interview.
Fact: the year 2005 is Cotton’s 61st year in the entertainment business. What an amazing adventure this man is experiencing with his little harmonica. Congratulations SUPERHARP
To Hell w/Poverty, Gang of Four
Damaged Goods, Gang of Four
Natural’s not in it, Gang of Four
Mind your own Business, Delta 5
Anticipation, Delta 5
Colour, Delta 5
Marching the Hate Machine, Thievery Corp./Flaming Lips
Revolution Solution, Thievery Corp./Perry Ferrell
Heart’s a Lonely Hunter, Thievery Corp./David Byrne
Take a Stress Pill, Turn Me on Dead Man
Little Girls, Modernettes
Chinese Rock, the RAMONES
Howling at the Moon, the RAMONES
I don’t Wanna go Down to the Basement, RAMONES
go Karts, Band of Bees
3rd Stone from the Sun, Atman
Momma was an Opium Smoker, Rasputina
White Room, Vassar Clements/John Cowan
I am the COOL, Screamin’ Jay Hawkins
Right Place, Wrong Time, Dr. John
Same kind of Crazy, Delbert McClinton
One of the Fortunate few, Delbert McClinton
Mustang Sally, the Commitments
In the Midnight Hour, the Commitments
Corvair Reprise, Jim White
Homework, J. Giles (final vinal)
Down to the Nightclub, Tower of Power (final vinal)
Wilson Pickett, the impassioned, raw-voiced soul singer who brought a hard-edged, sensuous urgency to a string of rhythm-and-blues hits of the 1960s, died Thursday of a heart attack at Reston, Va., Hospital Center. He had lived in Ashburn, Va., since 1999. He was 64. One of the most exciting performers of his era, Pickett helped define the sound of classic soul music in the 1960s, along with Aretha Franklin, Otis Redding, James Brown and Smokey Robinson. He often punctuated his songs with shouts, screams and grunts, giving his music a visceral quality that few other performers could match.
He imbued his leading hits, including “In the Midnight Hour,” “Mustang Sally,” “Funky Broadway” and “Land of 1,000 Dances,” with a rough, sweaty undertone that contained more than a hint of danger and lust. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1991 and received a further career boost that year when his music was featured in the film “The Commitments,” about an Irish soul band. Pickett performed at the New York premiere of the movie and gained a new generation of fans. Pickett was born in Prattville, Ala., on March 18, 1941. The youngest of 11 children, he grew up in a stern home with a mother he called “the baddest woman in my book.” “She used to hit me with anything, skillets, stove wood,” he told Gerri Hirshey in “Nowhere to Run: The Story of Soul Music.” Survivors include his fiancee, Gail Webb of Ashburn; and four children.
Gang of Four set the bar for post punk slash, funk, and clang with their situationist rebel music related to Marxist cultural criticism. Their music remains incredibly fresh and totally relevant. This is the record to buy for your intro to the Gang of Four because some proceeds for this actually go to the band. They are dead serious about their work and maybe only smile with the sly smile of those that get away with something profoundly artistic. Wire songs over the years have taken many forms and could be called art-punk post-modern. To me this recording almost resembles a live album. The sound is full, rich and clear. The version of “I Love A Man In Uniform” seems even more danceable and funky now. “To Hell With Poverty” gains a bit in its ferocity. “Damaged Goods” still sounds as good as ever especially when the drums first come in like machine gun fire and Dave Allen’s bass seems even more powerful. “Ether” still sounds like the final warning, so cool and urgent as frontman Jon King and guitarist Andy Gill sing about the “dirt behind the daydream” and “white noise in a white room”. Brilliant.
This album is absolutely essential.
Stay tuned. In late February I will be interviewing bassist Dave Allen of Gang of Four and Pampelmoose.
Today I had the pleasure of Interviewing Colin Mochrie from the very popular “Who’s Line Is It Anyway?” Listen to the podcast here.
Yes, you did hear it correctly, Colin invited yours truly and the Mrs. of the yours truly to go backstage(w/gifts in hand) to meet the talent. Any ideas/thoughts on what this years gift should be?
Well, this truly was a direction unknown style show. The planned show fell to the wayside and was overthrown by random selections…almost a close your eyes and point style of music choice. Not really, but damn close. You’ll see what I mean:
Thylicine, Wayne Warwick Williams
Outback, Wayne Warwick Williams
Shock the Monkey, Coal Chamber w/OZZY
Outside, David Bowie
Hallo Spaceboy, David Bowie
Is this Love, Clap your Hands
Raga Des, Ravi Shankar
Run on, Moby
Camioux, Boozoo Bajou&Wayne Martin
Pitchers of Matchstickmen, Type-o-Neg w/OZZY
Pinhead, the Ramones
I wanna see you bellydance, Red Elvises
Mrs. Jones, Circle Jerks
Dude, Circle Jerks
Trust Yo Mama, John Butler Trio
There’ll Come a Time, John Butler Trio
Boogie, James Mathus
Kenny Wayne Shepard, I don’t live today
Heart of Stone, Tab Benoit
The Painter, Neil Young
All your Love I miss Lovin’, Otis Rush
A Cry for Everyone, Gentle Giant
Have you ever wished you had a way to get the other people on the road off…off the roads that is. I mean the middle lane is not meant for talking on the phone, or putting on make-up or even fininshing up that morning’s first cup of joe. GET OUT OF THE WAY. I speak from an every day experience of people think ing that they, yes they are the only ones on the road. It is similar to the way I see parents think ing that their kids are the only one in the schoolsystem, but I regress. I am not in a hurry and I have slowed the speed down considerable so just need these folks to move over, move away and most of all pay attention. Every year for my birthday and even for any holiday where gifts are exchanged I have asked for my very own road to all my destinations. I have yet to even see any results on this wish. It is no wonder why Christmas is such a drab day for me. Mr.G.
I guess the only way to go is to fly, oh yeah once again, NO WINGS on these shoulders…it’s always something.
Louis Allen Rawls was born in Chicago on December 1, 1935, and was raised on the city’s south side by his grandmother. He sang in the choir at his Baptist church starting at age seven, and became interested in popular music as a teenager by attending shows at the Regal Theatre, with genre-crossing singers like Joe Williams, Arthur Prysock, and Billy Eckstine ranking as his particular favorites. Rawls also tried his hand at harmony-group singing with schoolmate Sam Cooke, together in a gospel outfit called the Teenage Kings of Harmony.
From gospel and early R&B to soul and jazz to blues and straight-up pop, Lou Rawls was a consummate master of African-American vocal music whose versatility helped him adapt to the changing musical times over and over again, while always remaining unmistakably himself. Blessed with a four-octave vocal range, Rawls’ smooth, classy elegance â€” sort of a cross between Sam Cooke and Nat King Cole â€” permeated nearly everything he sang, yet the fire of his early gospel days was never too far from the surface. He made his name as a crooner, first by singing jazz standards, then moving on to soul in the mid-’60s, and capped the most commercial phase of his career with a productive stint at Philadelphia International during the latter half of the ’70s. Even after his days as a chart presence were over, Rawls remained a highly visible figure on the American cultural landscape, pursuing an acting and voice-over career in addition to his continued concert appearances, and doing extensive charity work on behalf of the United Negro College Fund.
Lou Rawls Passed on January 6th of 2006. May he rest in Peace..
Biography by Steve Huey
From the opening number “Whole Lotta Woman” you know that you are in for a swingin’ time. The ballad “Love Is a Hurtin’ Thing” and “Breakin’ My Back” were played on top 40 radio. (And with good reason.) “You’re The One” is a wild, soulful number. Lou’s “Don’t Explain” is one of the sassiest versions ever done! There is a little story as Lou sings “Memory Lane” and continues with a monologue followed by “It Was A Very Good Year”. Lou is very loose as he gives this song new definition and life. No one has ever sung “On A Clear Day” like this before or since. Instead of a ballad, Lou sings this song uptempo, but with conviction.
Recommended for those who like a soulfully upbeat male jazz singer.
Sex in the Paradise, Red Elvis’
Angry Inch, Sleater-Kinney&Fred Schneider
Hedwig’s Lament, Yoko Ono&Yo La Tango
Midnight Radio, Cyndi Lauper&Minus 5
She’s Trippin’ out, Chris McDermott&his wild combo
Coffeeshop Girl, McDerrmott&his wild combo
4th of July, Soundgarden
Touch, Peel and Stand, Days of the New
Army’s on Extasy, Oysterhead
Shock the Monkey, Coal Chamber/Ozzy
London’s Burning, The Clash
Should I Stay, the Clash (live)
Ten Years Gone, Led Zeppelin
Black Country Woman, Led Zeppelin
French Fries w/Pepper, Morphine
Be Aggressive, Bling Kong
Ramble Tamble, CCR
Baby, What You Want me to do?, Lou Rawls w/Junior Wells
I put a Spell on you, Buddy Guy w/Carlos Santana
Hen Layin’ Rooster, Dr. John/BB KING/Gatemouth Brown
Taxman, Bill Wyman & the Rhythm Kings
Two Little Kids, Peaches -N- Herb
Smooth Operator, Greezy Wheels
For those listeners who have been faithful and loyal to their Saturday mornings from 9-12, we have some news of interest. Our very own Dave Estell has been promoted to King of the Newer York region. His castle will be somewhere on the city streets where he will be sure to spread his wit and good will to any and all who can hadle HIS way. If you ever want to know how Dave is feeling, JUST ASK. Personally, I have been a fan of his show for many years in a row and feel that the FILTH has influenced my musical choices at times but certainly was an inspiration to do good radio. Greenarrowradio is sort of the BIZARRO Filth, we end in the blues where on the filth the show always kicks off with something of a bluesy origin. So, as his show will still be on for the time being, make sure to check it out and give Dave a shout to let him know what YOU think. Maybe he will find his way to the airways in NYC and we can once again be the musical peasants that thirst for our mighty musical king to lead us to the sound.
Perhaps, we will have the honor to replace the Filthy time slot with something similar yet GREEN—->
When I heard that President Bush said yesterday that he secretly ordered the National Security Agency to eavesdrop on Americans with suspected ties to terrorists because it was “critical to saving American lives” and “consistent with U.S. law and the Constitution, I thought I was certain to bump into George Orwell at the coffeepot.
Bush said the program has been reviewed regularly by the nation’s top legal authorities and targets only those people with “a clear link to these terrorist networks.” Noting the failures to detect hijackers already in the country before the strikes on New York and Washington, Bush said the NSA’s domestic spying since then has helped thwart other attacks Ah yes, just like those pesky walking err should I say hiding weapons of mass destruction, this too sounds like Mr. Bush doing what he wants without true justification. His ready, shoot, aim policy grows tiresome and embarassing.
The NSA “authorization is a vital tool in our war against the terrorists,” Bush said. “It is critical to saving American lives. The American people expect me to do everything in my power under our laws and Constitution to protect them and their civil liberties. And that is exactly what I will continue to do, so long as I’m the president of the United States.”
I think we ALL see the answer here…..”as long as you live under my roof you will do as I say”…”yes Papa W.”.
How long before our voices are heard??? Search Monkey is looking for these and many other answers. Any thoughts?
Today on the show, we arrived at the studio in knee-deep snow and both Moose and I were in a mood for METAL. We spun some old scholl vinal, even even a purple 45 shaped like a heart from the band Suicidal Tendencies. We gave away 2 Tixx to the Anthax show this Sun at the Webster in Hartford. www.webstertheater.com
The show settled down a bit once 6A.M. rolled in. Many a happy listener called in to thank us for the Jethro Tull and I must say the Mrs of the G. was pleased with her wake-up set of music…..Maybe she won’t be upset with a live interview as she wakes up next week?? HMMMMMM Do I dare.
Here is what filled your Thrity Ears this week on greenarrowradio:
5 year Plan, DRI
Built for Speed, Motorhead
Electric Funeral, Black Sabbath
The Small Hours, Metallica
Snake Charmer, Rage Against the Machine
Won’t fall in Love Today, Suicidal Tendencies
Why Go, Pearl Jam
Tonite the Bottle let me down, Lemme/Throw Rag
The collector, Nine Inch Nails
Natural’s not in it, Gang of Four
Anthrax, Gang of Four
Ground, Red Wakes Red
Thin Black Line, Red Wakes Red
Electric Goat, Cubby Creatures
White Fang, Bill Frisell
Rock El Casbah, Rachid Taha
Nokta, Rachid Taha
A new Day Yesterday, Jethro Tull
Love on one Condition, Bonnie Raitt
Drinking Antiseptic, James Mathus
Mama Boulet, Leftover Salmon
Euphoria, Leftover Salmon
Jumping in the Morning, Ray Charles
Good time Baybe, Gov. Davis & the blues Ambassadors
Sooooo What do you think..We have left the the old in the dust and have busted out the NEW. A NEW look that is. What do you think? The midnight backgroud is quite a change but Mustapha and I think we are finally heading in the right direction..Although as you know, we will certainly be off track before you know it. This week has reaffirmed the fact that large groups of people is a thing that yours truly MR.G needs to avoid. As a person who says it like it is….LOOK OUT. I went to Quincy Market in Boston the other day and oh man if there wasn’t a freak buggin me a each streetcorner. I tried to take a leak in the hotel that Red Sox’s slugger (disgruntled) Manny Ramierz lives, to no avail. I imagine his pee is better than mine. The blueman group was the true reason for this venture. It was worth the time. Yet, a small gathering of f thrill-seekers is still too much for me these days. With a strobe light and a hungry belly, a blue faced man is the last thing I guess I want in front of me….regardless, I reccommend the show to all who don’t mind crowds and some wacky fun. http://www.blueman.com
Hey, WHY SO BLUE?????