Sunday, November 30, 2025

Un Grupo de Mexicali - El Despertar el Sol (The Awakening Of The Sun)

Un Grupo de Mexicali has proven to be one of the most popular groups here at Big And Tall Records. The Hispanic and Latin American community makes up a lot of their fan base, but we've heard from others who are not in those groups that have told us their love of this group. They typify the emotions that are brought forth through this artform. Truly, Mariachi music can touch us deeply, sometimes even for those who do not speak Spanish. We have heard this group run through so many songs and emotions and it is always a joy to hear them. We hope the present questions about how safe it is for them to visit is soon dispelled. They have told us they enjoy being in the U.S., and are very appreciative of the  audiences that attend their concerts and events that they play at. 

This song, El Despertar el Sol (The Awakening Of The Sun) celebrates the sun of Mexicali, Mexico the home town of the band, and is a is a good example of  the Mariachi tradition of El Grito, which translates in English to yelling, or shouting. The phrase can mean different things, and originated with the ringing of the Churchbells in Dolores, Mexico in 1810, along with the shouts of  the catholic Priest Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla urging the people to rise up against their Spanish occupiers and oppressors. In the Mariachi tradition, the shouts convey myriad emotions and feelings from elation to sorrow, all to help lead to understanding of the song. It is also a powerful symbol of national and ethnic identity. A good 'El Grito' as told to us, is spontaneous, an improvisation from the singer, and as many times it occurs while the music playing, it is not an easy thing to do as to be heard. 

The first verse translated from Spanish reads: The dark night is gone. A window opens and light slowly enters. A new day sings, "Mexicali awake!"

Se fue la noche oscura
Se abre una ventana
La luz entra ligera
Un nuevo día canta
Mexicali despierta ya

El sol el sol el sol
Se alza y brilla más
El sol el sol el sol
Nos trae felicidad
El sol el sol el sol
Un nuevo comenzar

Olores de café
Voces en la calle
La ciudad se mueve
No hay tiempo para el talle
La vida va de prisa

El sol el sol el sol
Se alza y brilla más
El sol el sol
Nos trae felicidad
El sol el sol
Un nuevo comenzar

Olvidemos tristezas
Dejemos lo que fue
Bailemos con el alma
Con todo nuestro ser
El sol nos da la fuerza

The sun, the sun, the sun
Rise and shine brighter
The sun, the sun
Brings us happiness
The sun, the sun
A new beginning

Let's forget sadness
Let's leave behind the past
Let's dance with our souls
With all our being
The sun gives us strength

El sol el sol el sol
Se alza y brilla más
El sol el sol
Nos trae felicidad
El sol el sol
Un nuevo comenzar
 

Betty Miranga - Train Whistle Blues

We welcome a new artist, Betty Miranga, a female vocalist that sings primarily country and blues, As of yet, we don't know much about her as the recording came to us sooner than any info about her from our associate that recommended her. We did get a photo of her that our resident graphic artist rendered to the cover used for the recording. After listening to her we thought she must be a younger singer, as she sings in such a pure and clean high register. Now she's not an old timer by a long time, but it's a cinch after seeing her she's been around a few years. We did find out she won a singing contest in her hometown area about 20 years ago, and has been singing ever since.  She usually plays gigs with other artists, and seldom plays in bars. Our associate says she emits sophistication, even as she sings about a train whistle reminding her of her lost love, in country style tradition. So we welcome her, and hope she does up some more material in her laid back country sophistication style. Her voice is unique!

We was happy, least for a while
Had lovin’ like I never had
One day he left me all alone
God lawd, I sure do feel bad

Ever time I hear that whistle
Number 45 crossing close
I think how he ain’t comin’ back
That man that I sure love the most

Johnny worked Number 45
The engine bound for the coal mine
Was fair of hair, handsome of face
He’s gone, all I do is pine

Ever time I hear that whistle
Number 45 crossing close
I think how he ain’t comin’ back
That man that I sure love the most

Friends say some rail men do that
Strike up a new love now and then
Get a wild hair and change their crew

Ever time I hear that whistle
Number 45 crossing close
I think how he ain’t comin’ back
That man that I sure love the most

Don’t know if I’ll again
Johnny spoilt me for other men
Got the grand feelin’ ever time
Make me shout and holler AMEN!

Ever time I hear that whistle
Number 45 crossing close
I think how he ain’t comin’ back
That man that I sure love the mos
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Friday, November 21, 2025

Queenie Mae Bradley - Stop, Look, And Listen Boogie

 Big And Tall Records is proud to present a new female vocal artist - Queenie Mae Bradley! At 22  years old, she's the youngest artist we've ever recorded, but her voice sure doesn't reflect it! She's already got a positive adult timbre, and she can really sing! But that shouldn't come as a shock once you learn that her Grandmother is Mams Carter, and her Uncle is Amos Carter, of whom both are recording artists for our label! Uncle Amos tells us a little something about his talented niece:

You wouldn't know it by how she can belt out a song, but Queenie Mae is rather shy. But music has always brought here out of her shell.  When she was a little girl, she'd start to dance and then sing when Mams would play anything at the piano that had a good, driving beat. She's a natural! When she was a teen and we had family get-togethers, many times we'd take turns singing or playing and instrument. She was never interested in playing an instrument, her instrument is her voice! When I and then Mams started recording at Delmar Gentry's studio, we kept after her to try it. Cut a record, be a keepsake if nothing else. We finally got her to go to the studio so Delmar could hear her, and she persuaded her to record a song. Queenie, Delmar, and myself worked on a song together for her, and came up with Stop, Look, And Listen Boogie! Delmar sent the recording to the folks at Big And Tall Records, and they called the next day and said they wanted to release it!
Yes, we did. We were, and still are, very impressed with Queenie's talent! That is the purpose of our record label, to find new and/or unknown talent and release recordings of them. By the way, Delmar called us to tell us about her, and towards the end of our conversation he told us he's imposing physically as well as artistically. Delmar himself is about 6 foot 4, and he estimated she's at least 6 foot 2! And he says she's no bean pole, she's got some meat on her bones, a very attractive young woman!

You cavort and drink with the boys
Don't ya have no eye for women?
Playin' cards, watchin' football
Yer makin' a bad decision...

Spendin' all yer time watchin' sports
You shore don't know what yer missin'
Instead of hangin' with the guys
My sweet lips ya'll could be kissin'!

Better stop, look, and listen
You could use a good gal like me
Get yer head out of yer ass
Get it instead where it should be!

I see that yer out and about
A mighty good share of the time
Not arm and arm with a woman
How about if you just take mine!

You attract me so totally
Time for us to get together
I'll treat ya real good, yes I will!
No one ever treat ya better...

Better stop, look, and listen
You need a good woman like me!
Get yer head out of sports and drink
Get it instead where it should be!

Yer a fine lookin' man, yes sir!
I watched ya goin' to and fro
Know you once had a woman
But that was a long time ago

I can help you forget her,
If that's the really big problem
The few times you looked at me
Yer face looked so sad and solemn...

Better stop, look, and listen
You can have me baby for free!
Pay attention to me, man!
Ain't never had a gal like me!

Won't ever stop chasin' you!
You might as well just give in
Take a good long look, and you will!
So c'mon, and let us begin!

I'll put the whammy on you good!
Stare a hole right into yer soul
Then you'll look over my way
And you'll lose all yer control!

Better stop, look, and listen
You'll have some regrets, you'll see!
If ya don't pay no attention...
Won't never ever let ya be!

Tugboat Jackson - Us Against Them

 Tugboat Jackson's output has been slim lately, as his attention has been taken up by helping his son manage the hardware store he bought from Tugboat. Tug has also been very busy on his local political scene, and with charity work. His songs usually have a social consciousness  to them, and are but a reflection of the man himself!

The way of these times try to make
I say that these times try to make
Us against them, time and again
But it’s not true, all a mistake

Same ol’ trick to conquer us all
You bet, trick to conquer us all
Bad folks are out, spread fear and doubt
Be under the thumb, big and small

Busy fighting all the others
We’ll fall into the same old crap
Fingers point at friends and brothers
It’s all just used to bait the trap

First the ones come from far away
First immigrants from far away
Put a mean frown, on skin that’s brown
Deport the bastards, far away!

They’re the ones cause all our trouble
Ones that cause all of our trouble
It comes to pass, bet yer sweet ass
Yer the next one, on the bubble

I’m tired of the same ol’ shit!
Through all of our history
Many end up and believe it
Humans end up broken and split

Take heart, it sure will not last
Nope, no way it will ever last
No matter how long, by the time it’s gone
Many freedoms will long be passed

Then we’ll start all over again
Square one, ‘bout all over again
Not much salvage, too much damage
Sure seems to me to be a sin

Blacks and the browns, off color whites
The slum poor, well as the needy
Any one that’s weak for the fight
Be re-conquered by the greedy.

 

Friday, November 7, 2025

Buzzy Carlyle - Who I Am


 Buzzy Carlyle's music, like many musicians, is autobiographical. Buzzy doesn't talk much about his personal life in conversation, and when he sings about it, it can be enigmatic. Gives little hints here and there, but not enough to piece too much together. In this new song he throws a little more out there. For instance, he's referenced his kids before, but only that he had some and doesn't know where they are. Here he confesses that he really didn't care about them, that his focus was on playing the blues, drinking, and drugs. The song has the first references to a wife, or two, or three. Hew admits to being so preoccupied (or high) at the time he doesn't remember.

His Doctor told us that he had some people visit him at the Senior Home he lives in now and offered to help him find any family members they could. Buzzy wasn't interested, told them they probably don't give a damn, don't even know who he is. Buzzy's tone is pretty consistent in that it's difficult to tell what he really feels about it. There are times when you can hear some regret in his voice about the life he's lived, but at other times he just relates how it was, and how he's changed. That is probably why his son gs and his style interests his hard core fans so much. And he can sure play the Delta Blues!

 Been going through life half assed
Said been livin' my life half assed
Always a day late, dollar short
Now most of my life done passed

Gimme a smoke, light up a toke
Nothin' really mattered to me
Tried to go far, playing guitar
And singin' the blues ya see

Had some kids, didn't give a shit
My kids, never did give a shit
Had a wife or two or three
Don't 'member too much of it

Gimme a swig, another gig
The next gin mill down the road
Take a swaller, hoot and holler
All my fears I never showed

Played my soul out, I really did
Sang and played my soul yes I did
Went to the next crummy joint
And kept myself off of the grid

Want to help me, find family
But none of 'em will give a damn
But all the same, I sure can't blame
Them not want to know who I am

Tuesday, November 4, 2025

Mams Carter - The Blues Done Got Me So Bad

We've heard Mams Carter before on some of Amos Carter's songs, (who happens to be her son) and one other solo. This is the first time we've heard her sing the blues. And she's good! In a song of her own writing,  The Blues Done Got Me So Bad, she accompanies herself on the piano as a string orchestra plays in the background. Her voice is perfect for the song, and displays her understanding of the blues style. Her voice conveys the sadness and anger that goes along with a breakup. Her son gave a little insight into the music:

This song is a follow up to her first solo song, Who Needs It? I know she really loved this guy, and it appeared the feeling was mutual. Outside of her kids and grandkids, Momma has been alone for a long time, so I understood when she started to date. This guy reeled her in, lied left and right and was good at it. Showed her a man that she wanted, but it was an  act. So this song reflects Momma's heartache over loving someone that ended up no good for her, and the breakup.

We have it on Amos' authority that his Mother can play in a lot of different styles, so we hope she shows us more of her versatility in the future!

Had the blues all goddam day long
Been grumpy, all irritated too
I started to sing this song
To try and feel not so blue

The blues... done got me so bad
Sullen and glum, feel so damn bad
I been without him, for so long
Tryin' to cure my sadness...with this song

Rememberin' all the good times
Then the bad memories kick in
Now my unhappy mood still climbs
I thought there's no way we could win

The blues... done got me so bad
Sullen and glum, feel so damn bad
I been without him, for so long
Tryin' to cure my sadness...with this song

Yes, he was a son of a bitch
He lied about so many things
Tried to pull the ol' bait and switch
But the pain of it...still stings!

The blues... done got me so bad
And it makes me so goddam mad!
He's not worth, pain and agony
He wasn't no damned good... for me...

Monday, November 3, 2025

Hambone Riley - Gotta Believe Me, Darlin'

 Hambone Riley continues to show us his range in singin' the blues. With this, his fourth recording, he goes out on his own as a songwriter. His first three recordings were songs written by his pal and fellow gig partner Forgotten Bob. Bob seemed to know instinctively what would help Hambone, a introverted musician, get out of his hell a little. Before he met Bob, Hambone played mainly in other group's gigs in a few numbers, and always had a wild look on his face, probably an honest reaction to his performance stress.  Hambone's demeanor, according to those who've seen him in performance, seems to have calmed somewhat although he's still got an electric presence. 

What seemed to have helped Hambone's stress of performing is the presence of not just Bob, but a saxophone player that he met through Bob. The sax player's a mystery, like much associated with Forgotten Bob, and the only name he have for him is Slobberin' Blowhard, hardly a complimentary moniker, but that follows the pattern for the musicians associated with Bob. What also follows the pattern is his ability on his instrument. The guy is a real talent, and on this latest Hambone song Gotta Believe Me Darlin', he plays a breathy, earthy sax. Hambone's got a real liking for Slobberin', and the two make a good combo. 

Hambone shows a real talent for songwriting with this song, and his voice is more mellow to fit with the words and performance. What will be next for this surprising bluesman? Wecan't wait to see (and hear!)

Know ya overheard me talkin'
And it made you feel sad and blue
But ya gotta believe me darlin'
It twern't anything 'bout you

Remember my sweet honey
Never wanna see ya so blue
Ever got a problem at all
I'll hold you're hand and talk to you

I was givin' advice to my bro
Who for sure got bended out double
His woman went and stepped out on him
He's hurtin’, really in trouble

Remember my sweet darlin'
Never wanna see ya so blue
Ever got a problem at all
I'll hold you're hand and talk to you

Ya only heard part the phone call
Can see why ya took it all wrong
Advice I give weren't very pretty
That's why I'm a singin' this song

Remember my sweet baby
Never wanna see ya so blue
Ever got a problem at all
I'll hold you're hand and talk to you

Oh...you know that I will
Because for sure...I love you still!
Oh yeah! Never stop! 

Un Grupo de Mexicali - Dia de los Muerto

To people outside of Mexican culture, Dia de los Muertos, or The Day Of The Dead, may seem as a morbid way to remember those who have passed on. Indeed, we have heard that comment from some, with no understanding about the preponderance of skulls and death symbols seen on the day.   But the only difference between the Mexican celebration and the way others honor their loved ones that have passed on, is a difference in culture. The feeling of loss, of still being spiritually united, is the commonality.  

The day is celebrated, ironically, right around our culture's Halloween, in which the roots also deal with the dead and spirits, albeit in a much different way. In the Mexican celebration, the departed are remembered and their spirits are welcomed, while in the early history of Halloween, costumes are worn to prevent the spirits from recognizing us, and Jack O' Lanterns serve to try and scare them away! But if anything, the modern Halloween  celebration has gotten more and more on the 'morbid' side, akin to the Mexican celebration.

Marigolds
The Day Of The Dead encompasses roots deep in the Indigenous People and Catholic religion of Mexico, and continues to be a day of stories of the ones who have passed, their favorite foods, visiting of cemetaries, and general remembrance and celebration. To link Life and Death together in a celebration makes sense, as both are things that all humans have in common. Un Grupo de Mexicali captures the spirit of the day in their song that mentions the Marigold, a flower native to Mexico, and a powerful symbol.

 

 

 

 

Las velas brillan en la noche oscura
El viento susurra historias de ternura
Calaveras blancas bailan en la luna

On the day of the dead sing out their names
Through the flowers and fire
Eternal flames
They’re gone but here
In our hearts they remain

Pan de muerto sobre la mesa
Fotos antiguas llenan la pieza
Risas y lágrimas en la tristeza

Marigolds glow
Their scent will guide
Bridges of love death cannot divide

On the day of the dead sing out their names
Through the flowers and fire
Eternal flames
They’re gone but here
In our hearts they remain

Cempasúchil y papel picado
Cantan los vivos
Lloran los callados
Life and death dance in a sacred embrace

En el Día de Muertos, cantemos sus nombres
Entre flores y fuego
Llamas eternas
Se han ido, pero aquí
En nuestros corazones permanecen

La vida y la muerte danzan en un abrazo sagrado!
 

Amos Carter - Boogie-Woogie Santa Claus

Amos Carter is the first one of our artists to submit a Christmas holiday themed song, and we find out Santa wears Airpods as he does his w...