Thursday, June 5, 2025

Melvin Peckerwood And The Mama's Boys - Drive In Movies

The latest from  Melvin Peckerwood And The Mama's Boys gives a glimpse back in time when a date for a young couple was going out for a burger and a drive-in movie double feature. And like the song lyrics say, sometimes the best show wasn't on the screen! 

There are very few drive-in movie theaters left now, but at one time they were quite prevalent. The first drive-in movie theater  was in Comanche, Texas in 1921, which of course showed silent movies.  They slowly increased in number. In 1947 there was around 155 outdoor theaters in The United States, and by the time of the start of the baby boom era in 1951 there were over 4,000 of them nation wide. With the end of WW II, couples were having families, and the drive in movies offered the ma cheaper alternative than going to indoor theaters. The kids were brought along, no baby sitter was needed, and many of the theaters offered dollar a carload nights, where a car full of adults and kids could get in for a dollar.

Melvin's song deals with a young man thinking he can have his own 'private showing', but the girl thwarts his plans. 

Imagine it’s the 1960’s 
You’re in your car a girl by your side 
You just ate at the burger joint
 Goin’ down the road for a drive 
 
 A few miles outside of the town 
Takin’ your date to a Drive In Movie 
A triple horror feature oh yeah! 
You got something in mind that’s groovie 
 
 The Drive In Movies years ago 
Was the place that was really the scene
 Popcorn, pizza, soda pop as well
 Best show wasn’t always on the screen 
 
 Your date's not a fan of horror flicks 
She says, "They're always really scary!" 
You knew that, all part of the plan 
Get her real close when it gets hairy 
 
The first show does the trick really well
Each spooky scene she scoots closer 
Until she's right up against you tight 
The plan's going real good all over 
 
The Drive In Movies years ago 
Was the place that was really the scene 
Popcorn, pizza, soda pop as well 
Best show wasn’t always on the screen 
 
 Second show after intermission 
She's still close to you as close can be
 After a few more real scary scenes 
You grow bold, put your hand on her knee 
 
She quickly grabs it, moves it away 
 Says, "What kind of girl you think I am?" 
You reply, "Baby, loosen up! Get in back, 
I'll show ya who I am!" 
 
The Drive In Movies years ago 
Sometimes it works, sometimes it don't 
No matter how much you spent on 'em 
Sometimes they will, sometimes they won't! 
 
 And if you tried to push the issue 
Your nose just might need a tissue 
They could raise a ruckus, for sure 
And cause you to wear a supporter!
 
 She warns you to not do it again 
She says, "I came along to watch the shows" 
You start up the car, put it in gear 
No need to stay, not your kind of shows 
 
You step on the gas, she scoots right away 
It's a long quiet drive to her house 
Screech the tires when you pull up 
She says, "Thanks for nothin' you louse!" 
 
The Drive In Movies years ago 
Something of a right of passage 
For young couples with nowhere else 
And sometimes just a "OH NO YOU DON'T!" message!
 

Tuesday, May 27, 2025

Buzzy Carlyle - Passin' The Torch

 It appears Buzzy Carlyle is not only on the mend physically, but mentally as well. He sounds like he's ready to take on the role of  mentor to aspiring blues men. His guitar playing is getting better as well, more refined and interesting. Really, the difference from this recording to the first one he did for Big And Tall Records is amazing. His voice has mellowed some, lost some of the grit. It doesn't look like Buzzy's going to be able to ditch the wheel chair. His circulation to his lower extremities was so bad because of his heart issues, that regrettably there was permanent damage done. He can walk a little, but if he has to go any length at all, he has to use the chair. But that doesn't seem to get him down. His mental outlook is very good. The heart issues he had really affected circulation all over his frail body, and luckily there was no permanent damage done to his brain. With the songs he's writing and the mentoring he's doing, the old gray matter is working the best it has in years! As well as all that, he just likes visitors, even if they just want to shoot the breeze and talk over things. Buzzy has become a voracious reader, something he says he did in his younger days, and usually someone who reads a lot knows a lot! He's even starting to read guitar chord tabs, which he hasn't done in years. He can't read or write music, but the man knows his chords and how to use them!

The Cardiologist that took care of him in the hospital is still involved with h is care, as well as involved with the facility he's in. As he has nowhere else to go, and any kin he has left has cut off all contact, the Doctor has arranged with Buzzy's permission to have any profits he makes off his recordings go directly to pay for his room in the facility. As Buzzy doesn't make enough royalties to completely pay for his room (at least not yet) the Doctor has stepped in and pays the balance. It helps that the Doctor is a blues fan, and enjoys helping out an old blues man! 

Be stuck in this chair on my ass
But I will tell all of you true 
It don’t never make me feel blue 
Still on the right side of the grass 
 
Lot of folks see me every day 
Like an owl, they think I'm smart 
They ask me to teach and advise 
Ain't so smart, I try anyway 
 
 I sho ain’t no Einstein or Bill Gates 
Try to clue ‘em on what awaits 
Talkin’ to ‘em, sit on the porch 
Will do my best to pass the torch 
 
 I’m just an ol’ blues man, I say 
But they insist that I am wise 
And ask me if I would advise 
Try my best to show 'em the way 
 
 Young’uns come and want to be blues men 
Then their faces begin to fade 
When I say blues men born, not made 
Been a few that don’t come back again 
 
 I sho ain’t no Einstein or Bill Gates 
Try to clue ‘em on what awaits 
Talkin’ to ‘em, sit on the porch 
Will do my best to pass the torch 
 
 Some of them really got the ol’ itch 
Even some gals play the guitar 
Man oh man, could go really far 
Play just like turnin' on a switch 
 
‘Bout dope, yeah I say it just ain’t fair 
But I try not to put 'em down 
No accusin' talk, nor a frown 
Tell 'em how I got in this chair 
 
 I sho ain’t no Einstein or Bill Gates 
Try to clue ‘em on what awaits 
Talkin’ to ‘em, sit on the porch 
Will do my best to pass the torch 
 
You wanna do drugs, booze, and smoke?
 What ya'll think, might be conflicted 
No matter, you become addicted 
Pill poppin’, and shoot up and toke 
 
 Got no right to tell you what to do 
Ya'll gotta travel yer own way 
Nobody else got any say 
I tell ya’ it’s all up to you 
 
I sho ain’t no Einstein or Bill Gates 
Try to clue ‘em on what awaits 
Talkin’ to ‘em, sit on the porch 
Will do my best to pass the torch 
 
 Listen, my friend! Yer in control? 
Ain’t seen nobody that behaves
 Maybe I’m dumb, maybe there’s some 
But chance it…you may end up…in yer grave 
 

Un Grupo de Mexicali - Fernando

Un Grupo de Mexicali's latest is a ballad about a man who took a lot of abuse from men because of his small stature and unwillingness to stick up for himself. But when a bully makes advances towards his wife, he shows what kind of a man he really is! The chorus section of the song is interesting, and must be a little tricky to get right because of the mis-directed accents and rhythms. But the group has no trouble pulling it off with their usual virtuosity. The song does highlight Hispanic cultural machismo, but the end of the song throws a little surprise to that as well.  There is also a few examples of Spanish vulgarity in the song. We aren't prudes here at Big And Tall Records, but it is surprising as we haven't heard it from this group before.

I once knew a man named Fernando
 He was not a man strong and free 
So many hombres pushed him around 
It was so much terrible to see I toll him, 
“Do you have cojones?
Or are you all blank way down there”
 But he said nothing, just looked at me 
It was something that I couldn’t bear! 
 
 ¿Eres Fernando o Fernanda? 
¡Quién te cortó los cojones! 
¿No tienes nada que decirme? 
¿O simplemente no tienes nada que decir? 
 
 Are you Fernando or Fernanda? 
Who cut both your cojones away! 
Can’t defend any honor you have 
Or do you just have nothing to say! 
 
 It’s true Fernando was really short
 His arms and his legs were so skinny 
His hair on his face was like peach fuzz 
His voice was real high and was tinny 
He seldom went to the cantina 
Always hombres would pick a big fight 
 He would just stay home with La espousa 
And stay safe in her care every night!
 
 Are you Fernando or Fernanda? 
Who cut both your cojones away!
 Can’t defend any honor you have 
Or do you just have nothing to say! 
 
 ¿Eres Fernando o Fernanda?
 ¡Quién te cortó los cojones! 
¿No tienes nada que decirme? 
¿O simplemente no tienes nada que decir? 
 
 I saw him and wife walk down the street 
They were quiet and just took a stroll
 A mean hombre stumbled into him 
And said to his wife, “I’m on patrol! 
Look for señoras that need a man 
You look like you don’t have anyone 
Why do not you lose that corbarde 
Come with me and I’ll show you fun! 
 
Are you Fernando or Fernanda? 
Who cut both your cojones away! 
You going to let that hijo de puta 
To talk to your cariño that way 
 
Fernando told the bully, “Please stop! 
We do not want any trouble tonight!” 
The bully said, “Si, you have trouble 
Hah! You trying to start a big fight? 
You no puedo can protect your woman!”
 He grabbed for the wife then Fernando
Slapped the hombre in the face so hard 
The hombre’s head snapped to the side
 Then he hit him 3 times really hard 
 
 Fernando! I am so, so surprised
 That you had that much fight inside you 
The hombre’s face down in the gutter 
We all didn’t know the real you! 
 
My amigos told me Fernando 
Was a peace loving man strong and true 
That he was a self defense teacher 
That he could defeat a whole crew 
So the moral of the story is 
Don’t judge any book by its cover 
Or you too may be bleeding, laying
 Face down in the street and the gutter!
 

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men - What Ya Gonna Do When It Happens?

Ada Shymore and The Boogie Men continue to surprise. This is their second collaboration with members of The Noir Players and their arranger Stewart Bitsher, and it continues to be a great combination. Ada and her band are getting better and better at contributing more of their ideas into the songs they perform. They do have some decent lyricists in the group, and with the help from The Noir Players and the leader, the music is getting more diversified and interesting. Scuttlebutt has it that they're all working together on yet other projects, and it'll be interesting to hear where they go next! Ada continues to grow as a soloist. The growth from her first song to the current one is very noticeable and encouraging. We at Big And Tall Records are fortunate and proud to have found so many talented artists!  

What ya gonna do when it happens? 
What are you gonna do then? 
When yer all alone, and I don't phone 
What the hell are you gonna do then? 
 
Took a long time, but it happened 
My mind and my heart got in sync 
You treat me like garbage, then you laugh 
Told you I was done, you didn't blink 
 
What ya gonna do when it happens? 
What are you gonna do then? 
When yer all alone, and I don't phone 
What the hell are you gonna do then? 
 
 I know you didn't cheat. Why would you? 
Nobody else would tolerate it! 
You found someone just like you wanted 
Tired of living in an armpit! 
 
What ya gonna do when it happens? 
What are you gonna do then? 
When yer all alone, and I don't phone 
What the hell are you gonna do then? 
 
Stayed because I thought there was no one 
Who would want me , and then because 
You would be better than loneliness 
I can't explain how wrong I was! 
 
What ya gonna do when it happens? 
What are you gonna do then? 
When yer all alone, and I don't phone 
What the hell are you gonna do then? 
 
You talked to me so high and mighty 
Like you were so much better than I 
I'm over that, what's more over you! 
I'm leaving you, this filthy pig sty 
 
What ya gonna do when it happens? 
What are you gonna do then? 
When yer all alone, and I don't phone 
What the hell are you gonna do then? 
 
I'm scared, I'm frightened nearly to death
 But it's better than being with you 
How will I make my way, I don't know 
But I'm glad that it's finally through! 
 
 What ya gonna do cuz it's happened! 
What are you gonna do now!? 
When yer all alone, and I won't phone 
Your heart's like stone, I'm better off alone! 
What the hell are you gonna do now!


Saturday, May 24, 2025

Sonny Hotchkins - Changes (Tugboat Jackson Cover)

 Since Tugboat Jackson, one of our recording artists, released his song Changes, some of our other artists have expressed interest in making their own versions of the song. The first to do this was Tugboat's fellow Blues man, Sonny Hotchkins.  

Sonny's version follows the word close to verbatim, but he changes the tune and background to the words. We still don't understand how Sonny can play the guitar so well when he has to wear splints on both hands due to carpal tunnel and neuropathy, but he sure can!  Tugboat has managed to write lyrics that seem to speak to other artists and inspires them. We have other versions from other artists in the works. And Tugboat gives his permission to use his song any time. He's honored that the song has touched his peers in  that way.

The way the world is can be troublin’ 
Yeah, it shore as hell can be troublin’ 
Ya gotta take a side, but keep it in stride 
Or your own troubles you’ll be doublin’ 
 
 There is a great need for big change
 But remember we all are resistant 
Keep all your desires in range 
Try your be to be persistent 
 
 If you think that change is needed
 Really think that change is needed 
Whatever you do, change pertains to you 
Things to bring it about heeded! 
 
 Make every effort for compassion 
Sometimes it’s very hard to do
 Isn’t always the trending fashion 
With some no matter what you do 
 
Gotta do what you can to be stable
 Make the effort to keep yourself stable
 Passion is fine, but keep it in line 
Do it the best that you are able 
 
On occasion, say to hell with it all! 
Yeah, just say to hell with it all! 
Keep it understood, that life still is good 
Cherish things in your life that are small 
 
Every generation has its ills 
For sho, generations all have their ills 
You’ll wonder what for, we still fightin’ war
 After history shows all that it’s killed 
 
 Keep fightin’ on for things that are right
 But take a break from all of the trends 
Enjoy whatever gets you through the night
 And your family, neighbors , and friends

Big Marv - Plays Duke Ellington Again!

 Big Marv continues with his recording of the great Duke Ellington, this time in a medley of three timeless classics; Caravan, Don't Get Around Much Anymore, It Don't Mean A Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing) Big Marv's interpretations are somewhat mainstream, although he does let loose with the last song. 


Delmar Gentry - My Pa's Comin' To See Me

Delmar Gentry has taken a completely different direction in his life. He was a corporate attorney in Cincinnati, Ohio for years. He owned and excellent reputation and case record, he just up and quit last year, moved to Flagstaff, AZ and bought a horse ranch! He built his own recording studio in an old barn that was no longer being used, and keeps busy with his horses, music, and friends. He is also a big reason that Big And Tall Records is here. He is a founding partner of the company, as well as a recording artist and producer.  

So for a man that is so accomplished and apparently well centered in his life, this recording is somewhat of a surprise. Delmar has said next to nothing about his family to us, and this is the first time we're hearing about his father. And Delmar seems a little apprehensive about the upcoming visit his father is making to see him. Well, family member relationships can be complex for sure. And as his father is also an attorney, it's no wonder that there may be some questions and disbelief about why his son would give up the profession to buy a horse ranch, and pursue a recording career! But the city of Cincinnati has a combination of Midwestern and Southern culture and vibe. So it's not that odd for a person from that part of the country to gravitate to one or the other. After all, one of the most well known movie and media cowboys was born in Cincinnati and raised in southern Ohio Scioto County, Roy Rogers!

I’m not gonna feed you no line 
Got nothin’ needs done rest the day 
So I’m just gonna take some time 
Think about what I’m gonna say 
 
 My Pa’s comin’ to see me
 Ain’t seen him for a real long spell
 I know he ain’t very glad 
Prob’ly gonna give me hell! 
 
He’s a retired attorney 
Does not make any sense to him 
Why I quit practicin’ law 
Seein’ eye to eye will be slim 
 
My Pa’s comin’ to see me 
Don’t know how long he will stay 
Hope he likes it here on the ranch 
All our critters might make his day
 
 He was my idol years ago 
Truth to tell, he for sure is still 
Raised me pretty much by himself
 Really a role that’s hard to fill 
 
 My Pa’s comin’ to see me 
We’ve got a lot to talk over 
Questions he’s got a hundred 
Won’t be any bed of clover 
 
Looking forward to see him 
But in a lot of ways I’m not 
He’s pretty head strong and stubborn 
He’ll wonder about all I have bought 
 
My Pa’s comin’ to see me 
Doesn’t understand my Old West 
Even when I was a kid and I wore 
My Roy Rogers gun belt and vest 
 
 I know he loves animals 
Always had them when I was young 
Horses, dogs, cats, and a mule 
Maybe they will blunt his sharp tongue! 
 
 My Pa’s comin’ to see me 
And he hates bein’ called Pa 
He prefers Dad or Father 
He thinks my accent is a flaw 
 
 I’ll just do my best with him 
And try to explain my actions 
Tell him what I wanted of life 
All my own doing, no factions
 
 My Pa’s comin’ to see me 
I hope he understands it all 
I’ve done what has made me happy A
ll the way to my western drawl!
 

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...