The Yayhoos/Eric 'Roscoe' Ambel

Eric 'Roscoe' Ambel
Lakeside Lounge, NYC
July 22 09

North Fork Sound Top 20 July 26th 09

1. Madness: The Liberty Of Norton Felgate
2. Murray Head: Say It Ain’t So Joe
3. Richard Lloyd: Wait Until Tomorrow
4. Tanya Tucker: Oh, Lonesome Me
5. Brinsley Forde: Your Love Is Overdue
6. Tulipomania: More
7. Mary McBride: Old Lea Johnson
8. Ornette Coleman: Blues Connotation
9. Savoy Brown: Stay While The Night Is Young
10. Amy Rigby: Dancing With Joey Ramone
11. Wreckless Eric: Hit And Miss Judy
12. Patto: Singing The Blues On Reds
13. The Marvelettes: I’ll Keep Holding On
14. Big Al Anderson: Something In The Water
15. Clarence Clemons: Resurrection Shuffle
16. Bob Dylan: Desolation Row (alt. take)
17. Zoot Money's Big Roll Band: Big Time Operator
18. Gallon Drunk: To Love Somebody
19. Yvonne Fair: I Found You
20. Percy Mayfield: Ha Ha In The Daytime

Any album that contains a couplet like -
"They call me Motherfucker...yes, they do.
That's Mister Motherfucker...to YOU"
absolutely HAS to be the
NoFoSo Alb o’ The Week:
Angus Khan: Black Leather Soul
This is as ROCK as it gets. In fact, it can't get any rocker. Everything that is great about Motörhead, AC/DC, Van Halen, Blue Öyster Cult, Alice Cooper, (early) Aerosmith and Ted Nugent is RIGHT HERE, which means not only do their play their asses off, they got a highly developed sense of FUN, too. Something the current bunch of miserable twenty-something rocker wannabes could use, if you ask me.You probably thought Frank Meyer and Dino Everett gave it everything they could in The Streetwalking Cheetahs, but this monster bumps it up a thousand notches. It sets a new bar and needs to be heard, loud, all the time, everywhere. Frank, it is now YOUR TIME. Take it to the bank, mate.

The Guilty Pleasure:
Sodsai Chaengkij: The Boat That I Row

Last Week’s Listener Thumbs-Ups:
New Math: American Survival
Mott The Hoople: Roll Away The Stone
The Who: I’m A Boy
Eddie Holland: Leaving Here
Ronnie Lane & Slim Chance: How Come
Ian Hunter: Girl From The Office
Ian Hunter: Man Overboard
Ian Hunter: Flowers
Kylie Harris: Miles And Miles
Peter C Johnson: I Wanna Be Sedated
The Velvet Underground: Heroin (mono)
TG Sheppard & Jerry Lee Lewis: The Killer
The Beatles: Money (That’s What I Want)
The B-52s: Planet Claire
Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers: Don’t Do Me Like That
Tim Buckley: Look At The Fool
The Butterfield Blues Band: Walkin’ Blues
Hank Mizell: Jungle Rock
Buddy Holly: Bo Diddley
Tracie Hunter Band: Religion
Kim Simmonds: Out Of The Blue
Matthew Sweet & Suzanna Hoffs: I’ve Seen All Good People: Your Move/All Good People
Martha Reeves & The Vandellas: Nowhere To Run
Gene Casey & The Lone Sharks: Gone Hollywood
Dave Alvin & The Guilty Women: Downey Girl
Neil Young: Only Love Can Break Your Heart
Kate Bush: Somewhere In Between
XTC: Greenman
Show Me Action: Sebastian And The Island
New York Dolls: Better Than You
Juliette & The Licks: You’re Speaking My Language
Iggy Pop: Girls
Albert King: Crosscut Saw
Albert Lee: That’s Alright Mama
22 Pistepirkko: Birdy
The Neville Brothers: Yellow Moon
The Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band: Canyons Of Your Mind
Wesley Reynolds: Trip To The Moon
Will Calhoun: Coast To Coast
Mudcrutch: Wild Eyes
Amy Rigby & Wreckless Eric: Here Comes My Ship
Ian McNabb (feat: Mike Scott) New Light
Shorty Long: Devil With The Blue Dress
Rubén Blades Y Seis Del Solar: Cuentas Del Alma
Wynder K Frog: Jumping Jack Flash
Solomon Burke: Cry To Me

Poster Boy For The UK Underground

A frequent punishment for us 'fags' (new boys) at the 2nd division British public school I was made to attend was to get up at morning bell (7.20am) and run a couple of miles to another house across town. Wake up a crabby senior boy, get him to sign a chit, hoof it back, shower, and be ready for breakfast at 8am. If your transgression was bad enough, you might have to run to three different houses and if you didn't make it back in time for breakfast, you'd have do it again the following day and so on. Until you got it 'right'.

These were known as 'tish calls' because one had to visit a 'partition' in a dormitory where a boy was supposed to be able to sleep soundly without being molested. These sadistic penalties would be handed out by some little Hitler or senior creep (most likely a junior municipal politician or ambulance-chaser in-the-making) because one might have talked during prep or polished their shoes inadequately.

If a senior boy had a menial task that was 'beneath' him, all he had to do was yell "FAG!" and the first year lads (three of us) would have to sprint down the corridor toward the source. If you were the last to reach him, you got the job. It blew, and basically you just had to ride it out until it was your turn to terrorize some other poor kid four years hence. This was a school where you had to have your trouser pockets sewn up so you couldn't slouch around with your hands in them. Young gentlemen in the making, ha!

One day, I stole a copy of something a senior boy had left in an area forbidden to us lowly scum. It was called International Times, and I think it belonged to Martin Atkins. He was probably the coolest guy in the house at the time simply by virtue of possessing the Small Faces' 'Tin Soldier' in a picture sleeve. It didn't take much. I was deemed a miserable little toe-rag. My parents had sent me - a soccer player - to a school that played fucking rugby, a barbarian sport for thugs and thickos. Just about the only thing that offered me any solace was knowing I already had a better record collection than all of them put together, thanks to my uncle who worked for Decca. None of them had a test pressing of the first Them album or, for that matter, 'A' labels of The Rolling Stones' 'Come On' (given to me a week before it hit the streets), The Small Faces' 'I've Got Mine' or 'A Legal Matter' by The Who (as heard on "wonderful Radio London".

Them
(Decca, 1965)
The Rolling Stones: 'Come On'
(Decca, 1963)
The Who: 'A Legal Matter'
(Brunswick, 1966)
The Small Faces: 'I've Got Mine'
(Decca, 1965)

I was nearly 15, and up until now my preferred reading was Disc & Music Echo, The New Musical Express, Melody Maker, The Aquarist, Charles Buchan's Football Monthly, Ring Wrestling, Health & Efficiency and anything with the name Harrison Marks on the cover. But the International Times opened up a whole 'nother world. One that seemed far more exciting, and not only because it printed words like "fuck" and showed the odd pube (something H&E and the like saw fit to airbrush, leaving June Palmer, Jayne Tracey and Pamela Green not only 'bald' but sporting a gussett most unnatural. I knew that because Chloe, a choreographer for the Western Theatre Ballet, had shown me hers when I was 10. But that's another story.

We were seeing 'freaks' like Arthur Brown and The Pretty Things on Top Of The Pops or A Whole Scene Going, but the mainstream media had always looked down its nose at this stuff. Articles in The Sunday Times or Observer colour supplements on contemporary artists like Chris Burden or Otto Muehl always seemed condescending and derisive of their far out performance art 'events'. And surely this awful 'music' would eventually go away and musicians would all fall in line, start playing proper instruments and get their hair cut. But here was a publication that encouraged freedom of expression in all forms, be it cultural or sexual and suddenly radical new ideas were being presented. In fact, the 'revolution' was encouraged! I hated school, didn't much like authority and started to feel a kinship with anything that kicked against boring oppressors. The oboe gave way to the saxophone. The only advantage of being an oboe-ist in a traditional orchestra layout (by my reckoning) is the glimpse of mature, white panty when the first 'cello positions her instrument at the start (and repositions at the end) of a piece.

School Orchestra, June '68

So my hair gradually crept over my collar. I was already as big a fan of the Mothers Of Invention as someone with barely any money stuck in the middle of Rutland could be and, in the classifieds in the back of the paper, there was an ad for a poster of a naked Frank Zappa sitting on the toilet.

Another depicted a large, pink blobby figure was pointing to smaller version of the same thing exclaiming "Sod Off!" I felt this was more appropriate for my 'study' wall (a 6' x 8' cell I shared with Edmunds, M where we stashed our tuckboxes, brewed our own ginger beer and might have glanced at the occasional biology or geography text book) than the wrestling posters currently adorning them.

So I sent off some money and hoped for the best. 2 weeks later a tube showed up and the Farleigh housemaster, Ian Pringle, immediately confiscated the Sod Off poster, probably to give to his son..or wife. Still, there was a catalogue included that contained other items on offer. I wanted them all. Gorgeous, multi-colour posters advertising concerts (Traffic at the Saville Theatre), bands (The Move, Tomorrow), 'happenings' (14 Hour Technicolour Dream, Legalize Pot Rally), clubs (UFO, Middle Earth), featuring works by Martin Sharp and something called Hapshash & The Coloured Coat.

Some were printed on silver or gold heavy-duty paper, others used day-glo ink and all were beautiful examples of ground-breaking, psychedelic graphic design. I rustled some money together and ordered a Mr. Tambourine Man

and a Max Ernst poster

and they came - this time - with a letter inviting me to become an 'agent' for the company - Big O Posters. For every 10 posters I sold, I'd get one free (but not one involving a 5th colour or larger than 20" x 30"). My first job! And it lasted as long as it took to get enough posters to cover my share of our study wallspace. One of which was this beauty.

Had I been a couple of years older, I would have somehow inserted myself into this weird and wonderful new scene, but I got stuck doing 'O' Levels, learning to roll joints and trying to lose my virginity. Anyway, Mick Farren - whose name and abundant afro cropped up regularly during those times (not only as the vocalist for the first do-it-yourself indy band, The Social Deviants but occasional columnist/reviewer for IT) writes brilliantly and hilariously about what I missed in 'Give The Anarchist A Cigarette',

one of the most entertaining and enlightening books I've ever read. In fact, it was this book that gave me pause with the blog a few weeks ago. It just made me feel inadequate as a 'writer' and I needed to regain some confidence. Try and find it, it really is great.

Next thing I know, I'm failing all my exams, discovering sherry and Southern Comfort, stacking shelves at Tesco in Crouch End, snogging with and eventually getting Sonia the checkout girl next to the maraschino cherries in the warehouse upstairs and getting thrown out of the house by my mother after she discovered a lump of Lebanese Gold worth about 10/- or 50p as it was now known. Time was spent reading mags like Oz and Friendz, books by Burroughs, Thompson, Castaneda, comics like The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers, in fact, anything with Gilbert Shelton in it, Nasty Tales and grooving intently to The Deviants, the Pink Fairies, The Pretty Things, The Edgar Broughton Band and mighty space-groovers, Hawkwind. You might enjoy reading about some of them in Rich Deakin's Keep It Together!: Cosmic Boogie with The Deviants and The Pink Fairies and, as I've said before, I enjoyed getting turned on to new stuff by ace djs like Andy Dunkley, Jeff Dexter, Pete Drummond and John Peel.

All of this prepared me nicely for my imminent start in the music business...making the tea.

In March 1994, Mick Farren, very kindly, sent me a copy of his 'The Lonesome Death Of Gene Vincent...and 44 Other Poems And Lyrics' for my "amusement".

It came with a note saying he and founding member of Blodwyn Pig, Jack Lancaster were working on "an electronic-music poetry project that we believe is a hell of a lot more sophisticated than a lot of what's going on in that field" and that when they had "some recordings that we're satisfied with, we may well come and bother you".

Unfortunately, they never did.

Amy Rigby & Wreckless Eric

Amy Rigby & Wreckless Eric
Avenue B, NYC
July 22 '09

Wreckless Eric & Amy Rigby
'Whole Wide World'
Lakeside Lounge, NYC
July 22 '09

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Savoy Brown/Kim Simmonds

Kim Simmonds
Riverhead Blues & Music Festival
Riverhead, NY July 18 '09

Hamell On Trial

Hamell On Trial
photo: ht

from Ed Hamell's blog (with permission) -

RULES OF THE GAME There is no way to explain the feeling of that harnessed gig when it’s sailing the stormy seas of perfection. I’ve read thousands of books about rock and roll and rarely if ever is the writer able to nail the feeling of an artist when he or she is hitting the zone. I’m certainly aware of how lucky I am that I cherish my occupation and find such joy in it. It’s so much more than just the 90 minutes spent on stage. The writing of the material brings me a euphoric sense of well being. The rehearsal is incredibly satisfying and challenging. The studying of other artist’s output, particularly the ones I respect is time well spent. I find solace in the recording studio. I’m crazy about the ritual prior to the show, designing the minimal props on stage, the choosing of the clothes, going over the lighting cues, deciding on the recorded intro music as the audience enters the venue, the departure music, the changing of the strings, pondering the pacing, the making of the set list: I love it all. The same song can be played in an infinite number of ways. Songs written years ago can take on new and more mature meanings when played under new (read: older) life circumstances. Angry songs become funny songs. Love songs become songs of resignation. Topical songs are rendered obsolete or nostalgic. Songs that seemed to be filler somehow become profound. They’re all my children taking on lives of their own. They often surprise me in their manifestations. Rarely do I take a lengthy period of time between gigs. Often I’m playing 5 or 6 times a week. But sometimes there’s two or three weeks between gigs and it only takes that first chord, plugged into an amp and played at maximum volume to remind me of how much fulfillment I get from this because this is what I was born to do. The only person in the audience I care about is me. But isn’t that the ultimate respect for the audience? In other words, as a chef I wouldn’t serve you anything I wouldn’t eat myself, and yet would try to dazzle the shit out of my palette as I was eating it. Here is the gauge: If Ed Hamell was in the audience what would he need to hear? I’m a tough critic man. I saw The Who and Jimi Hendrix when I was 14 and this set the bar so astronomically high that you really have to explode in every way to impress me. Or have a boatload of heart. So what do I need to see and hear?
First: Transport me. Take me out of my present state; bring me somewhere where I forget where I am for 90 minutes. Do it in such a way that I’m excited, I want a roller-coaster ride, a thrill ride that runs the emotional gamut from laughter to tears.
Second: Don’t insult my fucking intelligence. Don’t dummy down. Don’t try to appeal to the “largest demographic possible”. The very phrase makes me want to fucking puke.
Third: I want to leave the show thinking, “Wow, I got real insight into to this guy. He bravely confessed things to me I never would have anticipated and he did it in such a way that were both silly and profound and everywhere in between.”
Fourth: How about a little style? Distinctive style. Something you’ve painstakingly developed over a period of time and you wear the scars of that development on your sleeve. (Or head, in my case)Yeah, I can detect your influences but not so overtly that I feel you’re downright copying somebody. (Read: I HATE Lenny Kravitz. It’s such hideous arrogant bullshit that he should be exiled to the Island of Bad, just plain fucking BAD. Please don’t write me any emails defending him; if you like him you have shitty taste. You’re not a music fan, you’re an idiot. Cancel your subscription to my blog, I couldn’t care less. I’m not looking to have the most friends on my Facebook page. Dane Cook has the most friends on his Facebook page and he’s another idiot.)
Fifth: Play every gig like it’s your last. Give 100% every night, whether there are 1,000 people or 6. Never take for granted how lucky you are to be able to do it. The best case scenario is you wring out your shirt after the gig. I find this particularly admirable if you’re a woman and we share a dressing room. (I wonder if Joan Jett needs an opening act. Hmm….) I was NOT inherently gifted. There were many other players as I was growing up that could play Eric Clapton licks note for note when they were 15. They could sing like John Lennon. They looked like Robert Plant on stage. I envied their ease of rock and roll operation. I was not one of those guys. Every move, every note, every stage banter and gesture has been painstakingly fought for through very hard work and years of practice. But a lot of those guys are sitting on a bar stool somewhere or if they’re lucky, considering the economic status of Upstate New York these days, they still have their job in a factory. I, on the other hand, have the tenacity of a cockroach. It was all I ever wanted to do, make my life music. By hook or by crook I was going to do it.
Six: Choose your influences well. There’s no need to be hyper critical of them. There are certain artists, Lou Reed, Warren Zevon, Bob Dylan, Nick Cave, Alan Vega, Shawn Ryder, Mark E. Smith, Leonard Cohen, Jack White, Iggy Pop, that when a record comes out it’s like a letter from a friend. I don’t scrutinize letters from friends and say, “Oh, the one he wrote in 2003 was much better.” Fuck that. I just like getting the letter. What’s he up to these days? Just a little spiritual gas station to fill my inspirational tank and get me from point A to point B.
Seven: Assume you’re going to do it for your entire life or don’t do it at all. It’s a marathon not a sprint. There’s going to be hard humiliating times along with moments of sheer ecstasy. (I’m not talking about the drug here but that comes into play too.) It’s about the music and the art and not the big “cash pay off.” Here’s the deal: At the end of the road, laying in your deathbed you’re going to look back and think, “What did I did with my life? What did I leave behind? Was I Rob Thomas or was I John Lennon?” You figure it out, because life’s short man.And if you’re just dabbling, get out of my fucking way, I got enough problems these days.

Ed Hamell
Middletown, NY
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North Fork Sound Top 20 July 19th 09

Dave Alvin
Stephen Talkhouse, Amagansett, NY
7/12/09
photo: ht

1. Dave Alvin & The Guilty Women: Downey Girl
2. Big Joe Turner: Long Down Dog
3. Kim Simmonds: Out Of The Blue
4. Matt & Kim: Lessons Learned
4. Burning Spear: Man In The Hills
5. The Dirty Strangers (feat: Keith Richards) : She’s A Real Botticelli
6. The Rainman Suite: Valerie Is A Vampire
7. Ian McNabb (feat. Mike Scott): New Light
8. Jack Oblivian: Sweet Thang
9. False Virgins: Saviour Of The Pleasure Beast
10. Tracie Hunter: Religion (original version)
11. Randy Parsons (feat: Nancy Atlas): Sweet Motion
12. Mac Gayden: It’s All Right
13. Donnie Elbert: A Little Piece Of Leather
14. Mickey Murray: Shout Bamalama
16. Lori Carson: Something’s Got Me
17. Matthew Sweet & Suzanna Hoffs: I’ve Seen All Good People
18. Johnny Cash: The Beast In Me
19. The Liverpool Scene: Batpoem
20. Bell XI: A Better Band

NoFoSo Alb o’ The Week:
Ian Hunter: Man Overboard

Ian Hunter & The Rant Band
'Man Overboard'
Rockerfeller Park, NYC June 24th '09
Andy Burton - keyboardss
MC Bosch - guitar
Ian Hunter - vocals, guitar, piano
Steve Holley - drums
Paul Page - bass
James Mastro - guitar

The Guilty Pleasure:
Marijuana Hemp Techno: Quit Playing Games With God

Dialog excerpts “Joe Curran” (Peter Boyle) from ‘Joe Speaks’ (OST)

Last 2 Week’s Listener Thumbs-Ups:
Alex McMurray: You’ve Got To Be Crazy To Live In This Town
The Fugs: Kill For Peace
Mick Ronson: Growing Up And I’m Fine
Tim Buckley: Get On Top
Mink Deville: Spanish Stroll
Ninian Hawick: Scottish Rite Temple Stomp
Terry Anderson: 37 Miles In Reverse
Mary-Margaret O’Hara: To Cry About
Squeeze: Up The Junction
Mickey Jupp: Down In Old New Orleans
Ian Dury: Bed O’ Roses #9
Kris Kristofferson: In The News
Roky Erickson: Click Your Fingers Applauding The Play
NRBQ: I Found A Love
If: Dockland
The Social Climbers: Chicken 80
Squeeze: Another Nail In My Heart
The Low Anthem: Cage The Songbird
The Fools: Psycho Chicken
Elvis Presley: Too Much Monkey Business
Big Maybelle: One Monkey Don’t Stop No Show
Steve Gibbons Band: Speed Kills
Kristin Hersh: Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey
Keith Powell And The Valets: Too Much Monkey Business
Johnny Cash: The Chicken In Black
Chicken Coop sound effect(!)
David Johansen: Space Monkey
Amy Rigby: Don’t Break The Heart
Gillian Welch: One Monkey
Bees Make Honey: Kentucky Chicken Fry
Gene Casey & The Lone Sharks: Pretty Thing
Lou Reed: I’m So Free
Wanda Jackson: There’s A Party Going On
Bo Diddley: Googlia Moo
Dr. John: Monkey Puzzle
Delbert McClinton: Monkey Around
Dave Alvin & The Guilty Women: Marie Marie
Booker T & The MG’s: Chicken Pox
Jimmy Murphy: Baboon Boogie
Johnny Kidd & The Pirates: Shakin’ All Over
Big Al Anderson & The Balls: Pawn Shop Guitars
22 Pistepirrko: Birdy
ManBreak: Future Days
The Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band: Canyons Of Your Mind
James Hunter: Don’t Come Back
Show Me Action: Sebastian And The Island
The Resentments: Too Much Monkey Business
Wesley Reynolds: Trip To The Moon
Reverend Organdrum: Strollin’ With Bones
Iggy Pop: Girls
New York Dolls: Better Than You
The Rolling Stones: Can’t You Hear Me Knocking
The Dirty Strangers: South Of The River
Terry Allen: The Pink And Black Song
Suicide: Touch Me
The Versatiles: Let Me Through (Mr. Gateman)
The Ramones: I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend
Yellowman: Body Move
Ian McNabb: Merseybeast

Dave Alvin & Christy McWilson

Dave Alvin & Christy McWilson
Amagansett, NY
July 12th 09

Graham Parker

Graham Parker
'Don't Ask Me Questions'
The Stephen Talkhouse, Amagansett, NY
7/2/09

Can Your Monkey Do The Chicken?

July 12th '09 play-list:

13th Floor Elevators - Monkey Island
Adam & The Ants - Picasso Visits The Planet Of The Apes
Amos Milburn - Chicken Shack Boogie
Amy Winehouse - Monkey Man
Andre Williams With Ted Walker Orchestra - The Greasy Chicken
Annette Funicello - The Monkey's Uncle
Ansel Collins - High Voltage (aka Monkey)
The Applejacks - Too Much Monkey Business
Arctic Monkeys - I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor
Atomic Rooster - The Devil's Answer
B.B. King - Sell My Monkey
The Beatles - Everybody's Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey
Bees Make Honey - Kentucky Chicken Fry
Bert Convy And The Cheers - Chicken
Big Maybelle - One Monkey Don't Stop No Show
Big 'T' Tyler - King Kong
Bill Kirchen - Poultry In Motion
Bill Wyman - Monkey Grip Glue
Billy Edd Wheeler - Fried Chicken And A Country Tune
Blind Blake - The Monkey Song
Bobby Rush - Chicken Heads
Bobby Rush - One Monkey Don't Stop No Show
Booker T. & The MG's - Chicken Pox
The Brian Jonestown Massacre - Monkey Puzzle
Calypso Mama - The Monkey Song
Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band - Flash Gordan's Ape
Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band - Apes-Ma
Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band - Making Love With A Monkey On Your Knee
Charles Mingus - Eat That Chicken
Charles Sheffield - Shoo Shoo Chicken
Chicken Shack - I'd Rather Go Blind
Chuck Berry - Too Much Monkey Business
Chuck Berry - Orangutang
The Church Keys - Chicken Baby Chicken
The Commandos - The Chicken Scratch
The Cramps - Monkey With Your Tail
The Curios - Chicken Back pt 1
Dave & Ansel Collins - Monkey Spanner
Dave Bartholomew - The Monkey
Dave Matthews Band - Shake Me Like A Monkey
David Allan Coe - Monkey David Wine
David Johansen - Space Monkey
Delbert McClinton - Monkey Around
Derrick Harriott - Monkey Ska
Doug Sahm - Chicken And The Bop
Dr. Alimantado - Best Dressed Chicken in Town
Dr. Feelgood - Monkey
Dr. John - Hen Layin' Rooster
Dr. John - The Monkey
Dr. John - Monkey Puzzle
Eddie & The Hot Rods - Do The Monkey Man
Eddie Cochran - Chicken Shot Blues
Elvis Presley - Too Much Monkey Business
The Faces - Pineapple And The Monkey
The Feelies - Everybody's Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey
The Five Du-Tones - Monkey See Monkey Do
The Flatlanders - Eggs Of Your Chickens
The Fools - Psycho Chicken
The Mothers Of Invention - King Kong
Freddy King - The Monkey Donkey
George Gilmore And The Giblets - Chicken Necks
Georgie Fame - The Monkey Time
Geraint Watkins - Turn That Chicken Down
Gillian Welch - One Monkey
Gino Washington - Come Monkey With Me
The Golden Apples Of the Sun - Monkey Time
The Hammersmith Gorillas - You Really Got Me
Hank Jacobs - Monkey Hips And Rice
Hank Moore - Knock Kneed Rooster
Hank Penny - You’re Bound to Look Like A Monkey
Honey Cone - One Monkey Don't Stop The Show
Hop Wilson - Chicken Stuff
Houston Boines - Monkey Motion
Howlin' Wolf - Little Red Rooster
Jimmy McCracklin - Let's Do It (The Chicken Scratch)
Jimmy Murphy - Baboon Boogie
John Cooper Clarke - Evidently Chickentown
John Lennon - Too Much Monkey Business
Johnny Cash - The Chicken In Black
Johnny Otis - The Signifyin' Monkey Pt 2
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes - The Higher The Monkey Climbs
Keith Powell & The Valets - Too Much Monkey Business
Kenny Loran - I Chickened Out
King Curtis - Do The Monkey
The Kinks - Too Much Monkey Business
The Kinks - Apeman
Kristin Hersh - Everybody's Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey
Lee 'Scratch' Perry & The Upsetters - Super Ape
Lee 'Scratch' Perry - Apeman Skank
Leon D Tarver & The Chordones - (I'm A Young) Rooster
Lew Williams - Gone Ape Man
Lightnin' Hopkins & the Blues Summit - If You Steal My Chickens, You Can´t Make 'Em Lay
Little Feat - Dixie Chicken
Lonnie Mack - Chicken Pickin'
Louis Prima & Phil Harris - I Wan'na Be Like You (The Monkey Song)
Major Lance - Monkey Time
Mark Bingham - The Shoes Of The Chickenhead Are Some Jive Ass Sandals
Mark Knopfler - Punish The Monkey
The Meters – Chicken Strut
The Monkees - A Little Bit Me, A Little Bit You
The Mr. Move - Wine & Fried Chicken
New Soul Cowboys - Chicken Bone Cross
New York Dolls - Dance Like A Monkey
The Nighthawks - Chicken Grabber
The Ordinary Boys - Robots And Monkeys
Oscar Brown Jr. - Chicken Heads
Paul Heaton - Little Red Rooster
Pixies - Monkey Gone To Heaven
Ramona King - Super Chicken
Red Holloway - Monkey Sho' Can Talk
The Resentments - Too Much Monkey Business
Richard Lloyd - Monkey
Richard Thompson - Bad Monkey
Roger Chapman - Chicken Fingers
The Rolling Stones - Monkey Man
Ronnie Dawson - Monkey Beat City
Ronnie Lane & Slim Chance - Chicken Wired
Ronnie Lane & Steve Marriot - Chicken If The Cap Fits
Rufus Thomas - Do The Funky Chicken
Rufus Thomas - Fried Chicken
Rufus Thomas - Can Your Monkey Do The Dog
Sam Cooke - Little Red Rooster
Santa Barbara Machine Head - Rubber Monkey
Scatterbrain - Tastes Just Like Chicken
Simple Kid - Lil' King Kong
Slade - Them Kinda Monkeys Can't Swing
Smokey Robinson & The Miracles - Mickey's Monkey
Social Climbers - Chicken 80
Sound Effects - Monkey
Sound Effects – Chicken Coop
Sound Effects - Rooster Crows Three Times
Southern Culture On The Skids - Fried Chicken And Gasoline
The Spark Plugs - Chicken
Sparky Lightbourne - Where You Goin' Chicken?
Steve Gibbons Band - Speed Kills
The Three Johns - Two Minute Ape!
Tony Harris – Chicken Baby Chicken
Toots & the Maytals - Monkey Man
Tragic Mulatto - Monkey Boy
The Traveling Wilburys - Tweeter And The Monkey Man
Warren Zevon - Porcelain Monkey
Warren Zevon - Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse
Robyn Hitchcock - Everybody's Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey
Willie And The Poor Boys - Chicken Shack Boogie
Wreckless Eric - Sign Of The Chicken
The Yardbirds - Too Much Monkey Business
The Yayhoos - Monkey With A Gun

North Fork Sound Top 20 - July 5th 09

1. Geraint Watkins: Heart Of The City
2. The Proclaimers: Free Market
3. Mick Hargreaves: Can’t Keep Track Of You Blues
4. The Tubes: White Punks On Dope
5. Roy Lee Johnson: Mr. Moonlight
6. Marlene Webber: Stand By Your Man
7. Simple Minds: Blood Type O
8. The Lemonheads: Layin’ Up With Linda
9. Show Me Action: If Continents Can Drift
10. Jefferson Airplane: Volunteers (‘Woodstock’ version)
11. R.L. Burnside: Stole My Check
12. Cornershop: Brimful Of Asha
13. Cliff Richard: Move It
14. Sugar Minott: Rub A Dub
15. Sarah Gillespie: How The Mighty Fall
16. The Meters: Cissy Strut
17. Peter C. Johnson: Catch A Falling Star
18. The Pretty Things: Pretty Beat
19. Sly & The Family Stone: Dance To The Music (‘Woodstock’ version)
20. Elmore James: Shake Your Moneymaker

'Elmore James'
painting: Kylie Harris

NoFoSo Alb o’ The Week:
Alex McMurray: How To Be A Cannonball (Threadhead Records)

The Guilty Pleasure:
Sarah Silverman: You’re Gonna Die Soon (Interscope Records)

Last Week’s Listener Thumbs-Ups:
Tom Waits: What’s He Building
The Third Degree: Mercy
Mac Gayden: Everlasting Love
Shelby Lynne: If I Were Smart
Marvin Gaye: Trouble Man
Les Paul, Sam Cooke & Jeff Beck: (Ain’t That) Good News
Blur: Parklife
Steve Miller Band: Fly Like An Eagle
Mary Gauthier: Ways Of The World
Sarah Gillespie: Ahmed & Dangerous
Jimmy Ruffin: What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted
Cheap Trick: Surrender
The Jacksons: Shake Your Body
Martin Rev: Whisper
The Isley Brothers: That Lady
The Romantics: What I Like About You
Roxy Music: Trash
Eli Reed & The True Loves: Ace Of Spades
Amy Allison: Sheffield Streets
Amy Allison w/Elvis Costello & Mose Allison: Monsters Of The Id
The Velvet Underground: Rock & Roll
Dion: Sweet Little Rock And Roller
Neil Young: Out On The Weekend
Kylie Harris: Same Mistake
Denim: Middle Of The Road
Paul Carrack: What A Way To Go
J.J. Cale: After Midnight
Eddie Cochran: Cut Across Shorty
Chas & Dave: Lonnie D
Lou Reed: Sick Of You
Sparks: Suburban Homeboy
Pucho & His Latin Soul Brothers: Canteloupe Islands
Mose Allison: Young Man's Blues
The Low Anthem: Charlie Darwin
Ian McNabb: You Must Be Prepared To Dream
Wreckless Eric: A Pop Song
Marc Bolan & T. Rex: Cosmic Dancer
Loudon Wainwright III: School Days
Los Lobos w/Dave Alvin: Somewhere In Time
Roy Montrell: (Every Time I Hear That) Mellow Saxophone
Bill Holloman: At Last
The Mothers Of Invention: Later That Night
Ian Hunter: River Of Tears
Peter Hammill: Diminished
999: Homicide
Elvis Presley: Hi-Heel Sneakers
They Might Be Giants: Your Racist Friend

They Might Be Giants
John Linnell, John Flansburgh w/Elektra a&r team ht, Sue Drew, Peter Lubin
Phoenix, AZ

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Graham Parker

Graham Parker
dressing room
Stephen Talkhouse, Amagansett, NY
7/2/09