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Did what I shouldn't have - I followed a white rabbit in a polyester leisure suit down a rabbit hole....

And look what I found there.

Jerry Reed. You remember that guy, right? The redneck truck driver from the Smokey & The Bandit movies. Total nutball, right?

Except that he's something of a musician, too. And I find this cut fascinating on a number of levels. Download it -

Jerry Reed - 'Amos Moses.' (It almost makes you want to send it to Steve Erwin. Almost.)

I don't what makes this so intriguing - the production values are solid, but you can't really call the man a vocalist - he's speaking the lyrics most of the way through, until you realise there's a musical scale being used within the speech. And the accent and word useage is so specific, it's irresistable.

I also love songs that are stories. This one is a story as a character study.

Boy, nothing says late 70's like synthesizers without shame.

Styx - 'Babe.'

This has a couple of elements that both scream *SEVENTIES* and make me happy at the same time. The over-production, the layering of voices, bandset and both acoustic and electronic keyboards. The *swoon* angst. Ahh. My high school graduating class chose another Styx tune as our class song - 'Sailing Away' if you must know - so I have a soft spot for these guys.

And they sound GREAT in the car with the big sound system. Hee.

But. The rabbit had one last song for me - in sympathy for the way this week has turned out. Since it isn't over yet, he said this would hold me until the weekend -

Harry Nilsson - 'You're Breaking My Heart.'

*grins* I remember taking this up to the Ramona Bowl parking lot at night, with Ron who had both the tape deck and the CB sideband radio with the HOOOGE antenna on the roof. It didn't matter if you had only 2 watts - you could blanket the valley like you had 100 Kw if you had height - shoot, up at the entrance to Lake Fulmore, you could hit locations in Catalina if the conditions were right.

We would *ahem* douche the frequency with that last tune. Eh - we used Dr. Demento's bleeped version - which made it all the funnier, to be honest.

Good times. Hee.

I warned you about what happens when I go down rabbit holes.

Did what I shouldn't have - I followed a white rabbit in a polyester leisure suit down a rabbit hole....

And look what I found there.

Jerry Reed. You remember that guy, right? The redneck truck driver from the Smokey & The Bandit movies. Total nutball, right?

Except that he's something of a musician, too. And I find this cut fascinating on a number of levels. Download it -

Jerry Reed - 'Amos Moses.' (It almost makes you want to send it to Steve Erwin. Almost.)

I don't what makes this so intriguing - the production values are solid, but you can't really call the man a vocalist - he's speaking the lyrics most of the way through, until you realise there's a musical scale being used within the speech. And the accent and word useage is so specific, it's irresistable.

I also love songs that are stories. This one is a story as a character study.

Boy, nothing says late 70's like synthesizers without shame.

Styx - 'Babe.'

This has a couple of elements that both scream *SEVENTIES* and make me happy at the same time. The over-production, the layering of voices, bandset and both acoustic and electronic keyboards. The *swoon* angst. Ahh. My high school graduating class chose another Styx tune as our class song - 'Sailing Away' if you must know - so I have a soft spot for these guys.

And they sound GREAT in the car with the big sound system. Hee.

But. The rabbit had one last song for me - in sympathy for the way this week has turned out. Since it isn't over yet, he said this would hold me until the weekend -

Harry Nilsson - 'You're Breaking My Heart.'

*grins* I remember taking this up to the Ramona Bowl parking lot at night, with Ron who had both the tape deck and the CB sideband radio with the HOOOGE antenna on the roof. It didn't matter if you had only 2 watts - you could blanket the valley like you had 100 Kw if you had height - shoot, up at the entrance to Lake Fulmore, you could hit locations in Catalina if the conditions were right.

We would *ahem* douche the frequency with that last tune. Eh - we used Dr. Demento's bleeped version - which made it all the funnier, to be honest.

Good times. Hee.

I warned you about what happens when I go down rabbit holes.