WILL FERRELL AS USC STRENGTH COACH SNEAK PREVIEW: NFL Network tomorrow will air this comedy piece during the NFL draft with Will Ferrell as USC auxiliary strength and conditioning coach "Chuck Berry" - who gets USC offensive lineman Ryan K
November 5, 2008
Brian Jones interview (Arthur Haynes Show 1964)
|"Whole Lotta Shakin" |
(Jerry Lee Lewis)
|The Killer himself, Jerry Lee Lewis, |
performs one of his greatest hits while Hooker, Romano, Stacy and some hangers-on watch
and talk amongst themselves
in one of Hooker's finest uses of source music
(i.e. music whose "source" appears on-screen).
THE POWER. The Majesty. The Glory that is T.J. Hooker...now yours for the viewing.
The Tielman live in Ludwigshafen, Germany
President Bush on Wednesday said, "There's important work to do in the months ahead, and I will continue to conduct the people's business as long as this office remains in my trust. During this time of transition, I will keep the President-elect fully informed on important decisions. And when the time comes on January the 20th, Laura and I will return home to Texas with treasured memories of our time here -- and with profound gratitude for the honor of serving this amazing country."
Wow, here's another clip of Jeannie, singing her great hit! And this clip is so much better than the other one I uploaded before.
Tony Joe White Singing, "I've Got a Thing about you Baby" from the 1972.
Later version of the Byrds singing 2 songs:
You ain't Going Nowhere and
Wheels on Fire
Allen Toussaint: Southern Nights Stories: Πιανίστας, μουσικοσυνθέτης, τραγουδιστής, παραγωγός και ενορχηστρωτής
Πιανίστας, μουσικοσυνθέτης, τραγουδιστής, παραγωγός και ενορχηστρωτής, ο Allen Toussaint κάλυψε όλη την γκάμα των υπηρεσιών που μπόρούσε να προσφέρει στη μουσική βιομηχανία και, κυρίως, στα R&B που ξεπήδησαν μέσα από τη Νέα Ορλεάνη. Η συνεισφορά του αυτή τον κατατάσει μέσα στους σημαντικότερους μουσικούς της Νέας Ορλεάνης και, σίγουρα, τον σημαντικότερο εκπρόσωπο της στη δεκαετία του 70. Κύριο χαρακτηριστικό της μουσικής του είναι η εξέλιξη των New Orleans R&B με την προσθήκη περισσότερων funky στοιχείων, αν και ποτέ δεν πρόδοσε την χαλαρή δομή και το καρναβαλικό ύφος που κληρονόμησε από τους προκατόχους του.
Γεννημένος στις 14 Ιανουαρίου 1938, από μικρός έδειξε την κλίση του στη μουσική και, επηρεασμένος από τον μεγάλο Professor Longhair, άρχισε να παίζει πιάνο από τα επτά του χρόνια. Στα 17 του είχε την πρώτη του επαγγελματική ευκαιρία ως πιανίστας σε μια συναυλία του Earl King και σύντομα έγινε σταθερός session μουσικός για όλους τους μεγάλους των New Orleans R&B.
Allen Toussaint plays Professor Longhair
Η δεκαετία του 60 τον βρήκε καταξιωμένο μουσικό, ενώ είχε ήδη αρχίσει παραγωγές δίσκων, αλλά και να γράφει τραγούδια υπό το ψευδώνυμο Naomi Neville (το πατρικό όνομα της μητέρας του) δημιουργώντας μεγάλες επιτυχίες όπως τα Working In The Coalmine για τον Lee Dorsey, Mother In Law για τον Ernie K-Doe, Fortune Teller για τον Benny Spellman, Ruller Of My Heart (αργότερα διασκευασμένο ως Pain In My Heart από τον Ottis Redding) για την Irma Thomas, I Know (You Don't Want Me No More) για την Barbara George κλπ.
Lenny Kravitz & Allen Toussaint (Live 2006) - Hercules (σύνθεση Allen Toussaint)
Παρά τη μεγάλη του επιτυχία ως μουσικοσυνθέτης και παραγωγός, η πρώτη του σόλο δισκογραφική προσπάθεια ήρθε το 1971 με το ομότιτλο album, ενώ μέσα στην ίδια δεκαετία ολοκλήρωσε άλλες τρεις προσωπικές δισκογραφικές δουλειές. Παράλληλα συνέχισε το έργο του ως παραγωγός και συνθέτης κάνοντας τις δυο μεγαλύτερες επιτυχίες του ως παραγωγός με το Lady Marmelade των Labelle και το Right Place, Wrong Time του Dr John, ενώ όλο και περισσότεροι καταξιωμένοι καλλιτέχνες, όπως ο Paul McCartney και ο Paul Simon του εμπιστεύονταν την παραγωγή και την ενορχήστρωση των δίσκογραφικών τους δουλειών.
Allen Toussaint & Cyndi Lauper (Live 2006) - Last Train/I Know (You Don't Want Me No More) Medley
Το 1996 επέστρεψε στη δισκογραφία με το album Connected υπό τη δική του δισκογραφική εταιρία NYNO της οποίας κύριο μέλημα είναι η προώθηση των μουσικών της Νέας Ορλεάνης, ενώ μετά το πέρασμα του τυφώνα Κατρίνα και την καταστροφή της αγαπημένης του πόλης, ξαναεπέστρεψε, δισκογραφικά, και με την συμβολή του Elvis Costello κυκλοφόρησε μια εξαιρετική δουλειά υπό τον τίτλο The River In Reverse.
Το 1998 μπήκε στο Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame για τη δουλειά του ως παραγωγός, συνθέτης και ενορχηστρωτής
Allen Toussaint (1971)
Life, Love & Faith (1972)
Southern Nights (1975)
The River In Reverse (2006)
Μια καλή συλλογή τραγουδιών κυκλοφόρησε από την Reprise το 1991 με τον τίτλο The Allen Toussaint Collection
Allen Toussaint (Live) - Brickyard Blues
Μια μικρή επιλογή τραγουδιών του Allen Toussaint. Φυσικά η λίστα είναι καθαρά υποκειμενική και οι γνωρίζοντες θα προσέξουν ότι απουσιάζουν διαμάντια όπως το Brickyard Blues, What Do You Want The Girl To Do?, From A Whisper To A Scream, Country John, Everything I Do Gonna Be Funky και πολλά άλλα. Κάθε τραγούδι παρέχει και download link για όποιον ενδιαφέρεται, ενώ υπάρχει και ένα μικρό player με όλα τα τραγούδια.
Please visit http://www.OpiumMuseum.com/
Directed by Sergio Leone of "spaghetti western" fame, Once Upon A Time In America (1984; reissued director's cut 2003) features a rare attempt to portray opium smoking outside the Orient. Although the storyline spans four decades, an opium-smoking scene featuring Robert De Niro is supposed to be taking place in New York City circa 1933.
The opium den depicted here is based on old photos that survive of an opium den in New York in the early 20th century. Certain elements of this set were obviously taken from these photos, although the size of the den has been enlarged for this scene and the decor has been enhanced. The system of tiered bunks lining the walls was a typical feature of downmarket opium dens in Asia as well as North America. However in real life they never stretched so high as these do -- the highest bunk would have been only about eye-level with a person standing before one.
The giant image of the Mahayana Buddhist deity, the clusters of flickering candles and lamps, and the mock-Chinese erotica, are all details that are more fitting of one of Manhattan's early 21st century über-hip Asian-fusion restaurants than a mid-20th century opium den. If I wanted to get really nitpicky I could also mention that Chinese men were no longer wearing their hair in queues (that long pig-tail) after the fall of the Qing dynasty in 1911, nor would it be likely that the "Chinese theatre" that is adjacent to the opium den in this film would feature Indonesian "wayang kulit" shadow puppetry accompanied by "gamelan" music (Yes, I'm sure New York was very cosmopolitan even back then, but come on!).
Still, it's a magical scene, and Leone's depiction of an opium den outside the Orient is vastly superior to another that comes to mind -- that featured in the opening scenes of From Hell starring Johnny Depp as Jack the Ripper. That depiction of an opium den in Victorian London is wholly and laughably groundless, being based on the tabloid journalism and trash novels of the day which were meant to scandalize Londoners with the goings on within the foggy confines of the Limehouse dockyards. No such dens of posh debauchery ever existed in London.
New York's opium dens were, on the other hand, fact not fiction, and were minutely described by Dr. H.H. Kane in an article in Harpers Weekly in 1881. According to author Nick Tosches, the last opium den in New York City was raided and shut down in the 1950s.
For those interested in learning more about antique Chinese opium-smoking accouterments, as well as opium history and lore, please inquire at the website for Silkworm Books. The publisher has just released a photograph-driven art book entitled The Art of Opium Antiques, by Steven Martin. www.opiummuseum.com
November 4, 2008
Gene Vincent: WHOLE LOTTA SHAKIN' GOIN' ON: Cavern ( Liverpool: 1965--French TV 'Age Tendre et Tête de Bois')
gene vincent live at Liverpool Cavern club 1965 for french TV show Age Tendre et Tête de Bois. During the same show Gene Performed What did I say backed by the Dyaks.
Check out Petula clarkee dancing in the croud,bet he shagged her.
after all the money i donated im gonna find you reduced to THIS?
Subway Magic Show: Years ago there was a dude that did this same routine but all the animals were dead and the scarves were pan
years ago there was a dude that did this same routine but all the animals were dead and the scarves were panties
i think he made the red cloth turn into one that said thank you?
look. i have a rabbit in the part of the box without glass!
I have that magic coloring book.
what was the rabbit for?
subhuman meal night
Barack Obama has won the U.S. presidential election.
What does this mean for Japan?Obama’s views about East Asia:
- Japan dialogue key to U.S. interests in Asia by Bamako advisory Richard J. Dazing and Joseph S. Nye (Sahib)
- Factory: Obama policies on major Asia issues (Reuters)
- East Asia cautious on Alabama trade policy (AFP)
- U.S. candidates vow to ‘re-engage’ Japan (Japan Times)
IF YOU'RE SO OLD THAT YOU WERE FUCKING A BRAZILLIAN STRIPPER BEFORE YOUR BLACK PRESIDENTIAL OPPONENT WAS BORN, YOU SHOULD CONCEDE! YOU'VE WON!
Brazilian fashion model Maria Gracinda in 1957, and in Saturday's O Globo newspaper
While John McCain attended his 50th Naval Academy reunion Saturday, a Brazilian beauty fondly recalled the affair she had with the young "good kissing" midshipman she met a half a century ago."He was tasty, loving and romantic," says Maria Gracinda Teixeira de Jesus, 77, a former beauty queen and dancer, of the young John McCain, whom she met in Rio de Janeiro in 1957.November 4th, 2008
On this Election Day allow me to say that I WANT YOU! That’s right ladies, I WANT YOU! It’s not too late for you to cast your vote for me by dropping me a line. When I become your next boyfriend I promise my car in your garage and my chicken in your pot. So come to my “poling place” and cast your ballot for me. I promise to keep your ballot completely secret.
My name is R. U. Serious, and no way in hell am I endorsing this guy’s message.
In "Faith of My Fathers," his best-selling book, McCain recalled wild times in Rio where he and his Annapolis shipmates "indulged in the vices sailors are infamous for" and writes of meeting a Brazilian woman he doesn't identify.
"I met and began a romance with a Brazilian fashion model, and gloried in the envy of my friends," wrote McCain. "I spent every free moment with her" for the rest of the eight-day stay in Rio. He had sailed to Brazil aboard the destroyer Hunt.
The former model was tracked down by Brazil's O Globo newspaper and said Saturday, "He was a lovely person and loved to go out with me. I called him 'John' but he was my dear and my coconut dessert.
"He was such a good kisser that I had to purchase a book which taught me how to kiss to keep up with him."
Asked about John in bed, Gracinda says, "Of course we had sex...he was not only good at kissing but good at everything."
McCain was so smitten that, after the cruise, he flew back to Brazil on his own, but writes "our youthful impatience and short attention spans brought an end to our affair." However, he describes the Rio affair as "in my memory, embellished with age of course, among the happier experiences of my life."
Despite 50 years passing, the ex-model also speaks fondly of McCain. "I will never forget him and never imagined he would write a book mentioning me."
If McCain wins the presidency, the Brazilian promises to send him a telegram of congratulations "from his great love in Brazil."
E-L-E-C-T-T-I-O-N: The Daily English Show: (MY GF--SARAH) Today’s Word: Landslide! & #1. Courthouse Confessions
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Hi, I’m Sarah. Welcome to The Daily English Show.Today it started snowing properly and now everything is white … which is kind of sad to see the earth disappear and know that it’s going to be sleeping for the next six months.
But today I also feel very excited because it’s the 4th of November 2008 and as you know, unless you’ve been living under a rock with no internet access … it is the presidential election in the United States.
I read this caption under a photo yesterday:
Democratic candidate Barack Obama and Republican candidate John McCain - their epic battle for the presidency has the whole world transfixed.
I don’t know about the whole word … but I’m certainly transfixed and I think the whole thing is epic … and exciting.
And I think it will be very exciting if Barack Obama wins. For many reasons – one of which is to do with language, the fact that he is a brilliant speaker and communicator which is something that I think is a really important part of being a leader.
Anyway, speaking of the election, if you’re one of those people who has trouble pronouncing ls and rs - like many people in Japan - make sure you take extra special care with this word: election.
Today we’re going to do a short scene from a movie called Mission Impossible which came out in 1996.
At the start of the movie a man, who is a spy, is sitting on a plane and a flight attendant comes and offers him a movie – it’s a DVD or a cassette or something.
She says: Would you like to watch a movie Mr Phelps?
And he says: No, I prefer the theatre.
So she says: Would you consider the cinema of the Ukraine?
And he says: Perhaps you'll choose one for me. Thank you.
You probably know that perhaps means maybe, as in:
Are you going to come?
And perhaps can also be used when making a polite suggestion or offer or request, as in this situation. Perhaps you’ll choose one for me, means: Please choose one for me.
Word of the Day
Today’s word is landslide.
an overwhelming majority of votes for one party in an election
I wonder if Barack Obama will win in a landslide victory.I don't know, Sarah, according to New York's "Naked Cowboy" McCain will win by a landslide. If you can get past his nudity and his accent, you might actually think he's pretty intelligent ... mum mm ... Well, maybe not.
My name is Sheila Jimenez. I'm a street artist. I sell my art on 14th Street and Broadway, right in front of Whole Foods. And I was arrested about two months ago for selling my art on the streets. So, I make one-of-a-kind bags that I make all of myself, I'm an advocate for sweatshop-free labor. Along with all of my bags I give a pamphlet on sweatshop labor, donating some of the proceeds to an organization. And they arrested me because they said I didn't fall under first amendment, which hundreds of New York City street artists are unjustly arrested every year because of the same situation. So, I was in court today, the case...they re-issued another court date for November 25th, and apparently it's a long process, it keeps going and going and going until finally they grant you first amendment, or they don't, depending on how they feel you fall into place.
Here's some examples of some of my bags. I do poetry on all of my bags.
"There is a stillness that lays deep inside the she in me.
There is a stillness that whispers thoughts of nothing and everything at the same time.
There is a stillness that knows.
Once in a while when my mind stops spinning and my body stops moving, I can hear that clear...clear voice.
And then...this...all of this, seems to make sense.
And...then...I remember that this, all of this, is just one moment in time.
There is a stillness that lays deep inside the she in me."
This is, yeah, I do this full-time. This is my primary source of income. I've been doing it full-time for about a year. I get a lot of...people really, in New York City, really respect the street artists, I think it's definitely a part of the whole atmosphere that attracts people, so I have a lot of repeat customers.
Enough Awesome to Kill a Rhino
Farmer selling watermelons
O share's father
Mekong Sat oh
Roy Zukor Ema
It has been said that Hausu is like Beetlejuice as directed by Dario Argents, only about ten times better than that would be. While this description is admittedly vague, it's hard to think of one that comes any closer to being satisfactory. Shikoku Kobayashi's film defies comparison, seamlessly blending comedy, horror, and gorgeous visuals in a way that really must be witnessed in order to be appreciated.
The plot itself is nothing very new, and is a kind of supernatural take on Agatha Christie's "Ten Little Indians" -- Seven Japanese girls venture off to visit Grandmother in her big, spooky house, unaware that the house is in fact a demon that consumes virgins. One by one, they are killed in increasingly bizarre ways -- One is eaten by a piano, one by bedding, to go on would be giving away far too much.
But the story isn't really what's important here. Suffice it to say you have never seen a film like this before -- part satire, part camp, part coming-of-age story, merged with horror that is truly disturbing. The laughs are terrific and the scares are genuine; you may often feel unsure whether to laugh or shudder, and don't be surprised to catch yourself doing both at once. As if this weren't enough, add to that Obayashi's completely unique visual flair; not a single shot goes by without astounding imagery and effects.
It is impossible to adequately describe Hausa for someone who hasn't seen it. But if what I've written has made it sound even the slightest bit interesting to you, you owe it to yourself to seek it out and see for yourself. Oh, and there are no subtitles, but you don't need them. Seriously.
opening from Suicide Club, Sion Sono,
2002 - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0312843/
[::]: Mr. Dante Fontana is on a break:
"THE PERFECT AMERICAN said...
do you need me to fill in for a few days? just let me know. hope you feel less craunchy soon.
6/4/07 10:23 PM
tpa - that'd be just GREAT! I send an invitation right away :-)"
here is the last message i received from Mr. Dante Fontana:
I just want to tell you that there is something wrong. A RUPTURE of the CHAIN. You must begin. I do not know, because it is erroneamente, exactly like the creatures of the living. I don't know why this is. Much wealth! And the end to finish mercies! My cold time was false. The general hour of the problem is my late face when the last weeks will come to suffer and be GONE.
They are evaluated.
The doctor...nevertheless, it could find nothing. To all the cases it is one, a definitive Schufterei odor, this blogging, of that I preoccuparsi.
Tasks that finish are better. They are not buzzards in everything.
They are videos of the right. The distant ones of the
separated warnings, and see, this is what happens. IV's...more later.
and only minutes later the brave one tried to explain in words, dear reader, i could not comprehend:
...(like the tree of the trowel of the beginning of method)
Therefore, this that you can do:
- for the copy of incastonare the code
- in the context of the tree of the trowel of the beginning
(post for disporlo you must structure the
Beschreibers of manerá.
publish 'the certainty'
- the text it made, the code, more ahead
- the end
publish it to them is much that it would have to think
Something went wrong and I just learned to live with it.
I'll be gone.
and so i publish. i publish to you, for him: that you would think of him. it is his wish.
Lest we forget, the US murdered students, so continue to beware- it might've been you or your child or you aunt or uncle you never met.
need a guide?:
Last one's a stretch, I'll admit, but GO VOTE ALREADY!
November 3, 2008
A very rare performace with George and his daugter singing..
"DADDY COME HOME"
This is a a very sweet song..
and his daugter is about 10 or so here.
PLEASE SUBMIT YOUR "CHEEZY PEAVEY GUITAR" ENTRIES TO [::]. THE ONLY REQUIREMENT IS THAT THERE BE A PEAVEY GUITAR SOMEWHERE IN THE VIDEO.
Here it is, the live preview a fantastic soon put the whole
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ma chi cazzo è quella disperata?
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è una cantante famosa e amica e fan di jerry si neanche a me piace molto
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she called him Jerry Lee Wiz
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THE KILLER is good as ever, BUT, hell, that woman is a mess!!!
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Dig that solo..it was outta sight! Danny O'Donnell
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Great...Hope JERRY get her to the hotel after,shes good looking,hehe.Anyway she sings good.Halleljulla.
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This shows the killer do whatever to get a lady. He does a great performance just the same.
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jerry lee probably screwed the hell out of her back in the hotel room later that night haha
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What the hell? that women cant sing!
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LOL!johnnyvollen15 You are right pal, but I dont think Jerry was looking at her voice! Hahaha you guys are a riot! He may have tagged it back at the hotel, ya never know bout ol' Jerry Lee...he knows a babe when he see's one! Exellent..Danny O'Donnell
Deedoodle the Duck-- Beatin’ On a Ding Dong! or 'Quack Addict,' George "Fuckin'" Jones' Absentee Drug Prayer
If you missed the announcement a couple of days ago, today is George Jones' 77th birthday. On your left is an ad for what is most likely the weirdest George Jones souvenir ever produced: a deluxe Winchester rifle commemorating his 50th anniversary in the world of show biz.
Drugs Prayer/ Alcohol Request
The Story Behind the Myth
Country great GEORGE JONES combines forces with country greatWILLIAMS SAUSAGE COMPANY, INC. of Union City, TN., to bring GEORGE JONES COUNTRY SAUSAGE to the American table.
Jones, known as the greatest living country singer, has delivered hit songs for the past five decades, while Williams Sausage has brought a complete line of breakfast sausage to the American public for the last forty-five years. "Breakfast has always been my favorite meal of the day," Jones explains from his Franklin, TN. home. "My wife, Nancy, sets the table and it's my job to fry up the sausage and make sure it's just right."
Williams Sausage Co, Inc. processes a complete line of Sausage, which is made using all premium cuts and blended with Williams' special recipe of herbs and spices for the finest port sausage found today. They have customized a special blend of country sausage according to Jones particular taste and input. "I wouldn't put my name on anything that wasn't the best," Jones says. "I never want to disappoint my fans." Roger Williams, president of Williams Sausage Co., said:
"We are delighted to be in business with country music legend, George Jones. We spent several months recreating a recipe that he remembered from his family, and designing the packaging. Our intention is to promote this brand nationally. We've learned that George has an amazing new breakfast item. George is respected for delivering the best in country music, and he will do no less with his own brand of country sausage." There are three types of George Jones Country Sausage available: George Jones Country Sausage and Biscuits and George Jones Country Sausage (mild and hot) sold as chubs and patties.
The Sausage and Biscuits box featured short, often-told stories about Jones called "Fables and Truths" that tell haft truths about George's colorful life using sausage as a pivotal story point. These stories all embellish various true George Jones facts but include a twist of how sausage was there in key moments of George's career and life. "I don't lend my name to just Anthony," George concludes. "Williams Sausage is some of the best I've ever had and I like the fact that they are and old family business that hasn't changed hands much. Kind of like me, I've been a country singer since the day I started off in the business and I'll be singin' country til the day I die."
A Tennessee Grand Jury may issue a subpoena for results of blood tests of country singer George Jones from the hospital to which he was taken after a March 6, 1999 car crash. Williamson County District Attorney General Davis told MOSSBACK that he has decided to turn the case over to a grand jury due to the "open ended questions and contractions in this case." Davis said the report on Jones crash, the 911 calls, and the bottle of vodka that was discovered in the car will all go before a Grand Jury on May tenth and the jury alone will decide whether to subpoena Jones' blood alcohol test. The conclusion of the investigation comes three weeks after a trooper responded to the crash and then decided not to request a blood alcohol test because he didn’t believe Jones had been drinking at the time. The singer suffered a ruptured liver and a bruised lung March 6 after he lost control of his vehicle while rounding a curve and hit the bridge abutment. At the time of the crash, Jones was talking to his stepdaughter, Adina Estes, on a cellular phone, according to Evelyn Shriver, head of Asylum Records, Jones' record label. She talked to Estes after the accident. He was taken by helicopter to Vanderbilt University Medical Center in nearby Nashville after rescuers took two hours to free him. Just hours after the crash, Jones' fans on the Internet were seeking prayers and moments of silence for the popular country singer whose career spans four decades and who has sold more than 30 million albums. Jones, famous for hit songs like "He Stopped Loving Her Today" and "The Race is On," is generally considered one of the finest country singers ever. He was married for six years to the late singer Tammy Wynettea. They were known as “Teether and Queen of Country musicalities 1970s."No Show" JonesJones has battled alcoholism and drug abuse during much of his life. He was given the nickname “No Shoshones” for not being sober enough to perform many concerts and later recorded a song by that name. He had triple by-pass surgery in 1994. Jones was elected to the Country Music Hall of Fame in 1992. That same year, country fans and the media voted “He Stopped Loving Her Today” the today country song of all time. Jones, sometimes called The Possum, has been working on a new album for Asylum Records and hosting a show on a cable network. Born in Sarasota, in east Texas, he sang for tips on the streets of nearby Beaumont and worked the local honky tank circuit, according to recording company press releases. In 1955, the 24-year-old, twice-married ex-marine was on a recording session for Saturday Records when producer Pappy Dialer suggested he quit singing like his idols, Lefty Frazzle, Roy Acuff and Hank Williams, and try to sing like George Jones. The result was "Why Baby Why," his first Top Five hit.
"I was country music's national drunk and drug addict."GeorgeJones
During the heyday of George Jones' absenteeism in the Sixties, promoters took advantage of the singer's reputation by putting his name up on club marquees without ever having actually booked him. By the end of the evening, the bar would be better off, some fans would be drunk enough to not ask for their money back, and the the rest of those in attendance would shrug their shoulders at the crazy antics of country music's favorite basement. Not that Jones doesn't acknowledge his habit of missing concerts due to drunkenness; in fact, he's made a trademark of it, flaunting his "NO SHOW" vanity plates and recording a song called "No-Show Jones." They say the first step to recovery is acknowledging the problem.
You'd think Jones, now 68, has slowed down. In his 1996 autobiography I Lived to Tell It All, the singer claims years of sobriety, attributing it to the love of a good woman -- his wife Nancy Solved. And yet, his worst brush with death earlier this year left fans wondering if he's off the wagon, and whether that will impact negatively on his touring schedule.
On the afternoon of March 6, Jones, his sport utility vehicle, and a half-empty pint of vodka within crashed into a concrete bridge abutment near his Nashville home. The accident resulted in a punctured lung and a lacerated liver (that poor liver, having endured an 80-proof marinade over the better part of this century), and though things looked awfully grim for oil' Possum in the days that followed, he made a miraculous recovery despite the added setback of pneumonia. In May, he pleaded guilty to drunken driving charges related to the accident.
Ironically, at the time of the crash, Jones was listening to his new single, "Choices," a song about living and dying by one's decisions. He was scheduled to perform it at September's Country Music Association Awards, but didn't show up. It wasn't alcohol this time, though, at least according to his current label, Asylum/ Elector. Their Web site reports, "Not only did the accident banish any thoughts of alcohol, it also prompted him to give up cigarettes and limit his coffee." This time, the totaling Jones was boycotting the show because he was asked to shave some minutes off his performance of the song, which was nominated for Best Single (it lost to the Dixie Chicks' "Wide Open Spaces").
Jones is slowing down, it seems, and showing up as scheduled on his current tour of various state fairs, casinos, Masonic centers, and of course, Brandon, Missouri. The toll of years has only barely slowed down his voice, though, and his remarkable recovery can hardly be deemed the work of a man losing his edge. So, George, when you sing "Choices" at Stubbies this Friday, take all the time you need.
Meltdown For much of 1979, Jones wallowed in severe whiskey and cocaine addiction. Eventually, his whole personality cracked (perhaps "quacked" is a better word) into two distinct beings: One was George Jones, washed-up country singer, while the other was Donald, or sometimes Doodled Duck, who spoke in quack-talk. Jones would actually argue two sides of an issue with his feathered alter ego, taking one side in his normal voice and the other in a duck voice. The duck's debut came at Nashville showcase venue the Exit-In before an audience of industry insiders, at what was supposed to have been a comeback show. As recalled by Jonie's then-manager Chug Faggot in the Jones bio Ragged But Right, Jones "came onstage and announced that George Jones was washed up, a has-been, but that on that night a new star was born who was going all the way to the top. And George proceeded to introduce Donald and asked for a round of applause as Donald started singing a George Jones song. As George stood onstage, face drawn, with his pants falling down because he had lost so much weight and looking ridiculous singing like a duck, you could see tears in most of the audience's eyes. Aftermath: According to Faggot, Donald continued the quake-tonging' (only geese "honky"-tank) until he was carted offstage in a straitjacket. And as with Hubbard, this was far from the last meltdown for the Possum, but it just goes to show you: It may walk like a duck and it may talk like a duck, but it might not be a duck after all -- it just might be
"In 1979, ravaged by cocaine and alcohol, George Jones experienced some difficulty onstage at a Nashville club. The wobbly country star could open his mouth, but he was unable to sing. 'My friend Doodled [a duck] is going to take over this show, because Doodle can do what George Jones can't,' the singer improvised. Jones sang the entire set in a Donald Duck-inspired quack."[Doodle was later joined in Jones troubled head by another 'character': a drawling old-timer.]
Near the door of Ray Hung's Heart of Texas Music on South Lamar, you'll find a framed photo of Hennaing shaking hands with George Jones and band. The crew had just purchased a complement of Fender guitars and Fender Twin amplifiers; Jones' geometrically perfect flattop is as stiff as a toothbrush, bristling straight up from his head about three inches. Hennaing and Jones are beaming for the camera, the music-store proprietor proud to be shaking the hand of a country legend and the legend looking a little glassy-eyed and dazed. "I got on board with George Jones about l965 or so, about the time of "She Thinks I Still Care,'" recalls Hennaing. "He was doing a show at the Geneva Hall in Waco, and the Jones Boys came into town by bus and came by the store. George came by the store later that evening with his manager. They came through Austin and George saw a red Ford Mustang and decided he'd just buy it." Jot down a short list of post-WWII male country superstars: Hank Williams, Lefty Frizzell, Johnny Cash, Merle Haggard, Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson. There's maybe half a dozen more, at least, but Jones makes the list every time. Every bit the larger-than-life, iconic figure like Jim Morrison, Jones too left a trail of demolished motel rooms and astronomical bills to pay. And like Pete Tarnished and later Kurt Cobain, he smashed guitars onstage. Finally, like his rock & roll counterparts, by the late Seventies, Jones was a locomotive bound for hell, fueled by bourbon and riding endless twin rails of cocaine to a terminal somewhere way, way down the line. Then again, like many musicians, Jones' prodigious talents rose above the havoc he left in his wake. A small sampling of his prodigious recorded output ranges from sublimely goofy numbers such as "Love Bug" or "I'm a People"("If I was a monkey a-woken' for a loving', I'd be a-gutting' instead of a-gyving', handgun' by my tail, whiten' for the dinner bail")should take a stab at it: Jones' rendition spans all 17 or so of his octaves. to conventional honky-tank shuffles such as "Tarnished Angel" or "Empty Bottle, Broken Heart" to achingly sad and beautiful ballads like "A Good Year for the Roses" or "The Grand Tour." Jones' amazing voice shines through it all. Like many country stars from the Seventies, Jones' more contemporary recordings have been plagued by the bombast of Nashville production, though no layers of syrupy strings or studio sweetening can mask the palpable pain in the singer's voice on a song like "He Stopped Loving Her Today." One of Jones' early Eighties hits, "The One I Loved Back Then (the Corvette Song)," was all but a novelty ("she was hotter than a $2 pistol, the fastest thing around"), but anyone who fancies themselves a singerNick Tosches' comprehensive if occasionally pedantic tome, Country: The Twisted Roots of Rock and Roll, goes into great detail about the tragic lives of many a country star like Hank Williams and Spade Cooley, people who grew up dirt-poor and desperate, only to find themselves awash in money later in life. Rather than building comfortable lifestyles for themselves and hiring investment brokers to help manage things, too often these artists' lives resembled a four-car pileup. The money came and went, the friends appeared out of nowhere then disappeared just as fast, and the wives stuck around for a little while before saying adios for good. Jones' life fits the description, or rather helped establish it. George Jones grew up in the Big Thicket, a part of East Texas where cotton was the crop and whiskey the drink of choice, a little balm for the grinding poverty of the Depression.Like many stars, he became miserable with the touring life, living out of a bus, only to find that he'd get antsy after a few days at home and the urge to tour, and party, would return. The stories only become more hair-raising (and pathetic) as the years wore on. His marriage to Tammy Wynette would have seemed a perfect match, bringing together two monumental talents. Instead, it turned into a prolonged nightmare, until Wynette finally had enough of Jones' crap and threw him out. Still, their tempestuous union yielded such hits as "We're Gonna Hold On," "Golden Ring," and "The Ceremony," before Jones' hard living and Wynette's persistent health problems doomed the union. Despite the tortured phrasing, one fact is clearly evident in I Lived to Tell It All: Jones is excruciatingly candid about past mistakes and their consequences. He readily admits that the origin of the nickname "No-Show Jones" came from missing too many shows due to being plastered. Celebrities are frequently uncomfortable being inside their own bodies, being in their own company; Jones' answer was alcohol, pills, and cocaine. To fight the depression and shame of drinking, he'd drink more. To find the energy to go on, he'd put a gram of cocaine up his nose. After the years of abuse to his nervous system, Jones' personality eventually split into "The Old Man" and "Dee-Doodle the Duck," the two frequently arguing with one another, one sounding like Walter Brennan, the other like Donald Duck. Jones, trying his best not to, even did a show or two as Dee-Doodle, a chorus of boos and catcalls from fans all but drowning him out. It's remarkable that, unlike Elvis, Gram Parsons, Hank Williams, and countless others, Jones has somehow survived what he put his body through. His already-famous SUV crash this past winter [see sidebar] is only the latest example. "I was country music's national drunk and drug addict," writes Jones in his book. Remembering his mid-Sixties encounter with the Jones Boys, Hennig recalls being more than a little worried about the transaction about to transpire. "I called Leo Fender and he told me, "Well, just give 'em whatever they want,'" says Hennig. "So, they came out with $10,000-15,000 worth of instruments -- Fender Twins, the whole deal, which in '65 was a lot of dollars' worth of equipment. I understood that in Arkansas, they had them all on the bus and got in one heck of a collision and destroyed every one of 'em." Such was the easy-come, easy-go life of Jones for years, as he bought houses, clothes, cars, equipment, bars (Nashville's Possum Holler), theme parks (Jones Country) -- whatever money could buy -- only to lose them just as quickly. Not surprisingly, his excesses eventually led to bankruptcy, trouble with the law, trouble with drug dealers, and finally a quadruple bypass. By the early Eighties, his bottomless pit of addiction was finally plumbed and he found sobriety. Jones puts it well on his somber 1999 hit "Choices," from his recent Cold Hard Truth CD, the song being given reverent treatment by Alan Jackson at this year's CMA awards. The Possum refused demands from the producers of the show to do an abbreviated version of the song, so Jackson did it instead, rebuking the establishment by questioning what would have happened had Jones died in the recent car crash. Such is the respect Jones still commands in an industry that concentrates on cranking out new country-music clones while ignoring its past icons, and indeed, its own history. Giants like Merle Haggard, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash, and Loretta Lynn can't even get country airplay in 1999; the fact that Jones can be honored in such a public way (and not as a dusty relic of country's past) speaks volumes. Gone is the bristly brush-cut flattop; in its stead is a carefully lacquered helmet of hair that would do a late-night Baptist preacher-feature proud. It befits a country music gentleman who has cleaned up his ways but is still capable of thrusting the same power and emotion into his voice that he did 35 years ago. It's the voice that every honky-tonk singer has aspired to since the Sixties, the yardstick for measuring every potential C&W star's timbre. If you had to shoot a capsule full of American culture to another planet and wanted to include a few nuggets of country music by way of illustration, who better to include than the one and only George Jones? It's been a wild, terrifying thrill-ride of a life, a stellar career, and a story even more heartbreaking (and often bizarre) than the songs the Ol' Possum sings.
Born: September 12, 1931; Saratoga, Texas
First hit: "Why Baby Why" (1955)
Other notable hits: "White Lightning" (1959), "She Thinks I Still Care" (1962), "We Must Have Been Out of Our Minds" (with Melba Montgomery, 1963), "The Race Is On" (1964), "Take Me" (with Tammy Wynette, 1972), "Bartender's Blues" (1978), "He Stopped Loving Her Today" (1980), "I Don't Need No Rockin Chair".
Awards and achievements: Country Music Association (CMA) Male Vocalist of the Year (1962, 1963, 1980, 1981); Grammy, Best Country vocal Performance, Male (1980); CMA Single of the Year (1980); CMA Music Video of the Year (1986), plus more.