Saturday, May 10, 2025

Toothless Mabel - Back In The Ditch

 

When a person has physical trauma in their life, the remnants of physical healing often times remain. But that doesn't mean the physical healing is complete, and it sure doesn't mean the emotional scars have even appeared yet. Emotional and mental healing can take a lot longer and are tied into the physical healing process. Mabel Hicastle has had more than her share of physical and emotional trauma since her cancer diagnosis last year. The cancer was in her leg, and she went through successful surgery and treatment which resulted in the loss of all her teeth due to gum disease. She has since had recurring issues with small tumors showing up in the same leg and foot, and once again had to  go through surgery to excise a tumor on her foot. Luckily her leg has shown no further evidence of cancer, but the concern remains that she may lose her foot altogether.

This new song is a reflection of the mental issues she's dealing with, mainly the loss of her job as an RN. She definitely will never return to here former position in a hospital, and even more than the cancer is her sorrow at losing the calling of her life. And it seems every time she's back on the mend, something else pops up. So it's no wonder she's going through so much emotional and mental anguish. 

We at Big And Tall Records give her all the encouragement and support we can. She's got an open invitation to bring any songs or recording projects to us for production. She has more than one talent. Her talent and compassion for taking care of people is evident, and we hope her obvious musical talent and artistry will help carry her through all the tough times he's had and continues to have. 

When you’re life is hit with a big change 
Well, when you’re life is hit, with a big change 
When it hits to the root, and disrupts your pursuit 
Can you stop it, making you deranged 
 
 Once my life was full of commitment 
My life was so full of commitment 
My job as a nurse, but it could be worse 
I still have all my man’s endearment 
 
Hate to be such a whinin’ bitch 
But a big part of my life is gone 
I’ve ended up back in the ditch
 In the goddam self pity song 
 
Yes, I’ve still got my man next to me 
I’ve still got my sweet man next to me
 Don’t misconstrue, wouldn’t made it through 
Would’ve cashed it in if he’d set me free 
 
So the question is what do I do? 
Question is what the hell do I do? 
Not a nurse no more, can’t be walkin’ the floor
 Is that part of me really through? 
 
People say with my education 
I should share it some other way 
But I still got all this frustration 
No matter what all of them say 
 
There’s no more time for resentment 
Get on out there and keep tryin’ 
For other ways for fulfillment 
Won’t get no where by just cryin’
 

Friday, May 9, 2025

The Burgoo Boys - What The Hell Is Burgoo?

 

The Burgoo Boys figured it would happen. Hard to believe, but there are folks in this country that do not know what Burgoo is, some never hearing the word before. After getting bombarded with the same questions over and over again, they came up with this song. Burgoo is a stew that legend has it was first made in Louisville, Kentucky. There's not a stead-fast, standard recipe for making it. Pretty much what ya got ya throw in the pot! The main thing is that it's supposed to cook a long time. Some of the festival chefs start the Burgoo the day before it's to be served, and it ends up being really thick, so thick that a spoon is supposed to stand straight up in it! The Boys must've really gotten tired of the same question, because they do make their point somewhat aggressively. But it's got an authentic Bluegrass fell and beat!  

 
 
 
 
 
The Burgoo Boys is our name 
Some folks are callin' us out 
It surely is a great big pain 
To have to say what it's about 
Instead of wonderin' out loud 
What it is they never have heard 
Quit checkin' your tiktok account 
AND JUST GOOGLE THE GODDAM WORD! 
 
 We are all men from Kentucky 
The proud bluegrass state 
And if you never had burgoo 
Man, you've never really ate!
 
 It ain't no communist plot 
No right wing conspiracy 
Nothin' to do with the left 
It's just good food you see! 
People can't make the effort 
To use the tools of knowledge 
Always let themselves think the worst 
YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO TO COLLEGE! 
 
 We are all men from Kentucky 
The proud bluegrass state 
And if you never had burgoo 
Man, you've never really ate!
 
Throw some meat in a big pot 
Cook it 'til it gets really brown 
Then throw in the rest of the lot 
And let it all cook down 
Taters, okry, onions, and beans 
Maters, corn and whatever ya'll got
 Let it cook real slow 'til it gets thick 
Complicated it's not! 
 
 Burgoo first made in Kentucky 
Town of Louisville, in our state 
Get yerself a big bowl of it 
See the spoon stands up straight! 
 
Now you know what it is! 
Don't let another day pass 
Afore you have some! 
Come on down, get up off yer ass! 
OH YEAH!
 

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - Let's Go Out (Jazz Version)

 When Ada Shymore conferred with the leaders of The Noir Players over the possibility of working together, the players themselves suggested after the recording session that there were other possibilities for her song Let's Go Out. She was intrigued, and sat down with the groups arranger and they came up with a version quite different from the first Rock style version. 

This project shows the ability of Ada to sing in different styles, and it also shows how a set of lyrics can be set to more than one style of music! The arranger, Stewart Bitsher, is a classically trained musician that plays cello in the orchestra as well as doing the majority of arranging for the group. He also has extensive experience in jazz, which no doubt came in handy with this arrangement. We at Big And Tall Records invite your own comparison between the versions! Let's Go Out (Rock Version)

 

I don't know you much, we just recent met 
But you seem to be a good guy 
Nice polite and calm, easy goin' too 
Got some thoughts, I'll tell you why 
My usual man, is just a huge drag 
He wants to stay home, watch TV 
I'm tired of all that, tired bein' a nag 
Want someone that really wants me!
 
 Let's get kinky! Let's get hinky! 
Let's go out and have some fun 
Wanna get lit! Don't give a shit! 
I'll make like you're the only one 
It's really alright, to go with me tonight
 Don 't really bite unless I might
 Let's go out and smoke! Do a heavy toke! 
Let's go out get dirty tonight! 
 
Can go for a drive, go out to eat 
Nothin' fancy, just fill the hole 
I'm the one askin', it's my treat 
Have a good talk, decide my role 
Then go to a place we can dance 
I like for a man to hold me 
Music puts me in a cool trance 
Then we'll see if you're home free! 
Been without too long, I'll confide 
I'm not saying you'll spend the night 
But I like you lots, will not hide 
We just might see the morning light 
 
Let's go have a drink! Let the night time sink! 
As we stay close. get into trouble 
Not heavy duty! Smoke, shake our booty 
Let's go make it on the double! 
Get just a little tight! That'll make it right!
 For what I've got on my mind
 Have to wait and see, if you're right for me 
But you look good, I sure ain't blind! 
 
What do you say to that, big boy? 
Have I come on way too strong? 
I have something to deploy 
That might make you come along! 
I can hold my own, don't worry 
'Bout taking advantage of me 
Who uses who will be blurry 
So let all your desires free 
We'll use most the night finding out 
If we're really good as it seems 
Talk and learn, remove all doubt 
And see if we have sweet dreams 
 
 What do you say? Goin' my way? 
This just might be your last chance 
No venture, no gain! Made it pretty plain 
Let's go out and have a romance! 
Told you the plan! You be my man? 
Long to get on out of myself 
Words will suffice, be really nice....
 I'm tired of being on the shelf!

 

Boxcar Bertha - My Guitar, My Big Tits, And Me

 We here at Big And Tall Records welcome a new artist found by an associate on the road. Her name? Boxcar Bertha, an obvious takeoff on the well known country/western hobo singer Boxcar Willie.  Yes, she was a woman that rode the rails for thirty years. There's not many hoboes, (or rail riders as some prefer to be called) left. At one time, there were many who took to riding the rails not for the thrill of it all, but to get to where they could possibly find work.  Historians have written that the phenomenon started after the Civil War, when men took to the road to find work, or other reasons. Some indeed wanted adventure, some were used to going places far from their home during the war. and after any major conflict, some veterans have a difficult time readjusting to civilian life. 

There are many more barricades for rail riders these days, with electronic surveillance being a great deterrent. It is and always has been illegal, which no doubt attracted some anti-authoritarian types. But it has also been a quite dangerous activity. Many injuries caused by accidents as well as railroad security beatings in the older days, with death always being a possibility. 

Boxcar Bertha took to the rails from college where she was studying to be a horticulturist, with minors in Spanish, French, and German. She studied music for a while in her youth, and started with the piano. Her teacher recognized her talent, and had it in mind to make her into a concert pianist, but she was more attracted to folk music and the guitar. She was expected to keep up her musical studies in college, but abruptly changed to botany and languages, to her piano teacher's disappointment. About three quarters of the way through college, she again abruptly changed her mind, quite school, and took to the rails! 

She recently came to the conclusion that her rail days are about over. She's only in her early 60's, but thirty years of that life has worn her down, arthritis mainly in her knees and hips. Her fingers have a milder case of it so she can still play the guitar. By the title of her song, she knows how to draw attention to herself, and she's begun busking on street corners and making enough money from that so she can afford a small efficiency apartment. so we hope she can make some money with her recordings as well. No doubt she's got a lot of tales to tell after thirty years of bumming the rails! 

Ever since I was a real little girl 
Was afflicted with the wanderlust 
So when I finished school, I hopped a train 
My Momma she sure threw a big fuss! 
 
She said ‘Hobo life ain’t for little girls 
All kinds of bad things bad men out there
 You can’t make a livin’ ridin’ the rails 
How in the world are you gonna fare? 
 
I’ve seen a lot of this big country 
Wanted to keep myself untamed and free 
Never had much use for most possessions 
Just had my guitar, my big tits, and me! 
 
Gave Momma a kiss, told her not to fret 
I know there’s other things you may wish 
Gotta get this wanderlust out of me
 Or I’ll think there’s too much I’d have missed 
 
 Told her it was just for a few short years 
Then I’d be back and I’d settle down 
I found out I like the nomad life
 I wear the hobo life like it’s a crown 
 
 I’ve seen a lot of this big country 
Wanted to keep myself untamed and free 
Never had much use for most possessions 
Just had my guitar, my big tits, and me! 
 
 All that was over thirty years ago 
My Momma came back each year to see 
Never did shake the ol’ wanderlust 
But ridin’ rails ain’t what it used to be 
 
Always had to be a little careful 
Specially because of being a woman 
Learned real fast to take care of myself 
And how to equalize with any man!
 
 I’ve seen a lot of this big country 
Wanted to keep myself untamed and free 
Never had much use for most possessions 
Just had my guitar, my big tits, and me! 
 
 Momma passed away a few years back 
Haven’t been back to where I was born 
Nothin’ left for me back in my hometown 
But it doesn’t make me forlorn 
 
My home is wherever I bed for the night 
Have a bite, and strum my ol’ guitar 
Now that I’m older, find I’m cripplin’ up 
Don’t go nearly so long or so far 
 
I’ve seen a lot of this big country 
Wanted to keep myself untamed and free 
Never had much use for most possessions 
Just had my guitar, my big tits, and me! 
 
Earn some money playin’ my git fiddle 
Sometimes gotta walk with a crutch 
Took many spills off the end of a train 
But thank God I get by with out much! 
 
So the time is comin’, and it’s real soon 
When I can’t go and roam any more 
Believe it or not, I got a nest egg 
I can pay little bit for room and board 
 
 I’ve seen a lot of this big country 
Got memories to help carry me! 
Sit and chew the fat, sing a song, yes sir, 
My ol’ guitar, my big tits, and me!
 

Monday, May 5, 2025

Amos Carter - Charlie Horse

Charlie
 We at Big And Tall Records have released some recordings with subjects out of the usual. A band whose hero is a cartoon character, a song about the hazards of eating hot peppers, and a song about atomic farts! Those are just examples, our catalogue has many others. So it isn't really strange that one of our artists would write a song about a goofy horse. Amos Carter's song Charlie Horse is pretty much fact, and he told us, like the examples we gave, he gave but a few of the horse's foibles as examples.

Amos Carter came upon the recording studio at the urging of his ranch boss, Delmar Gentry, who also produces all of his songs to date. Amos has a small Boogie Woogie band that plays locally in the Flagstaff area bars and grills, usually on Saturday night. The band wanted to start doing more of their original songs, so Delmar also helped them get started with that. 

One of our associates in the office is a horse man as well, and he attests to how each horse has their own character and personality, and that sometimes they can be really goofy and fun! So hats off to Charlie Horse and all of his quirks, known and unknown! 

I've got a horse of my own at the barn 
Got him a few years back for a song 
Guy that had him sold him really cheap 
Told me he was goofy, something really wrong 
 
I bought him anyway and I'm glad I did 
He's a laid back guy, kind of funny 
End up givin' him the name Charlie 
To me, he's worth a lot more money 
 
Charlie follows me 'round like a big dog 
Always needs a lot of attention 
If he was a dog, he'd be just a mutt 
Pedigree has no mighty station 
 
Charlie's good on a trail ride, yes he is
 Unless you come across things he hates 
One of them things is a puddle 
He stands in front of it just waits 
 
You gotta get off and lead him round it 
He won't step through it all alone 
He's stubborn as a mule about it 
Best get off and gently lead him on 
 
Charlie follows me 'round like a big dog 
Always needs a lot of attention 
If he was a dog, he'd be just a mutt 
Pedigree has no mighty station 
 
In hot weather, we hose the horses down 
Charlie especially likes the spray 
But if you don't let him drink out the hose 
He gets grumpy, grumbles, walks away! 
 
If he happens to see an orange peel 
He'll act like it's a wolf about to pounce! 
He neighs, nickers, raise all holy hell 
Take a leap, and down he'll trounce 
 
Charlie follows me 'round like a big dog 
Always needs a lot of attention 
If he was a dog, he'd be just a mutt 
Pedigree has no mighty station 
 
End of the day, he likes a rubdown 
From his head down to his rear parts 
Ya gotta be careful when ya get there 
Cuz the rubdown rubs out all his farts! 
 
 He always pays such close attention 
But he looks like a blockhead moon calf 
With his silly looking horse expression 
He lets out a big horse laugh 
 
 Charlie follows me 'round like a big dog 
Always needs a lot of attention 
If he was a dog, he'd be just a mutt 
Pedigree has no mighty station 
 
The big crazy fool cracks me up! 
I love him so much, he's off the shelf 
And the reason that I do... 
Is that he reminds me so much of myself!
 

Brisa Caribeña - Self Worth

There's been a permanent change in personel in this group, and not a minor one! Minerva Peña, their lead singer for the first two songs they recorded with Big And Tall Records has been replaced by Sophia Johnson, a member of the band that substituted for Peña in their last recording. We originally heard that she was dealing with an illness, but the leader of the group confided that it was a money issue. Not to get into all the particulars, but to cut to the chase they couldn't come to terms. They offered the lead singer to Johnson, and after a lot of thought, she accepted. She's got a fine contralto voice, and her tall stature, red hair and green eyes makes for a striking singer to stand at the microphone. 

Also on this recording, there is extended guitar solos by guest artist Juan Marron, the same guitarist that plays on our previous recording Flamenco Fantasia. Marron has a great reputation in the Latin American music world, and has played with many artists and played for top name Flamenco practitioners. With Johnson's mellow singing,  Marron's artistic playing, and the rest of the band giving a very appropriate background, this recording is one of our favorites from a group that has recorded many favorites! 

 
 
 
You told me one thing, and did another 
I asked you to call me, you didn't bother 
No more signs of disrespect will I take! 
The love for me you confessed was a fake! 
 
A man with no integrity, is surely not for me
 It's basic to who I am, my own self worth 
Want to be set free, you don't have to ask me 
Just go your own way, have your rebirth! 
 
I thought you were special, you were the one
 Turns out you only needed me to have fun!
 I don't need you around, and live a lie! 
No more all your deceit will I buy! 
 
A man with no integrity, is surely not for me
 It's basic to who I am, my own self worth 
Want to be set free, you don't have to ask me 
Just go your own way, have your rebirth! 
 
You no longer exist, you're just a myth 
I don't care who you cheated with 
I feel compassion and sorrow for them 
Because you'll follow the same rule of thumb 
 
 You're a man with no integrity, surely not for me 
You have a twisted thought of your self worth
 I just hope whoever it is, sets her own self free 
And that before you die, you have a true rebirth!


Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - Let's Go Out (Rock Version)

 Ada Shymore And The Boogie Men recently had a  recording session with the members of The Noir Players. We here at Big And Tall Records enjoy it when our artists join forces. Both of these groups stretched their comfort zones, as Ada's recordings of the past have been somewhat controversial in her first recording, No Way Big Boy, and a social commentary in her second one, The Information Highway. The Noir Players is a group of musicians that came together to explore the more serious and macabre sides of modern life. It was a surprise to us when they came up with this song, Let's Go Out that deals with a woman that wants to go out and have fun with a man she just met while her usual man stays home to watch TV. And it's definitely a rock song, symphonic rock, as the whole orchestra joined the Boogie Men. The song was co-written, and the group got along so well that they decided to record two versions of the song. There is a jazz version in production that will be released soon.

I don't know you much, we just recent met 
But you seem to be a good guy 
Nice polite and calm, easy goin' too 
Got some thoughts, I'll tell you why 
My usual man, is just a huge drag 
He wants to stay home, watch TV 
I'm tired of all that, tired bein' a nag 
Want someone that really wants me!
 
 Let's get kinky! Let's get hinky! 
Let's go out and have some fun 
Wanna get lit! Don't give a shit! 
I'll make like you're the only one 
It's really alright, to go with me tonight
 Don 't really bite unless I might
 Let's go out and smoke! Do a heavy toke! 
Let's go out get dirty tonight! 
 
Can go for a drive, go out to eat 
Nothin' fancy, just fill the hole 
I'm the one askin', it's my treat 
Have a good talk, decide my role 
Then go to a place we can dance 
I like for a man to hold me 
Music puts me in a cool trance 
Then we'll see if you're home free! 
Been without too long, I'll confide 
I'm not saying you'll spend the night 
But I like you lots, will not hide 
We just might see the morning light 
 
Let's go have a drink! Let the night time sink! 
As we stay close. get into trouble 
Not heavy duty! Smoke, shake our booty 
Let's go make it on the double! 
Get just a little tight! That'll make it right!
 For what I've got on my mind
 Have to wait and see, if you're right for me 
But you look good, I sure ain't blind! 
 
What do you say to that, big boy? 
Have I come on way too strong? 
I have something to deploy 
That might make you come along! 
I can hold my own, don't worry 
'Bout taking advantage of me 
Who uses who will be blurry 
So let all your desires free 
We'll use most the night finding out 
If we're really good as it seems 
Talk and learn, remove all doubt 
And see if we have sweet dreams 
 
 What do you say? Goin' my way? 
This just might be your last chance 
No venture, no gain! Made it pretty plain 
Let's go out and have a romance! 
Told you the plan! You be my man? 
Long to get on out of myself 
Words will suffice, be really nice....
 I'm tired of being on the shelf!
 

Amos Carter - Bass Fiddle Boogie

  The latest by Amos Carter Bass Fiddle Boogie was written by his band member Stu Milligan and his mother Mams Carter . The song is about Am...