Who Sez NooYuck Ain’t A Swingin’ Burg!
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They�re finally kicking that limey out. John�s been told to go and he�s apparently gonna be taking Mrs. Lennon with him so all we the people of N.Y.C. can say is GOOD RIDDANCE LIMEY DOGS!
Those two Britishers stunk up the city with their beef & kidney pies for far (far far far) too long. Kippers for breakfast and kippers can destroy good food just by being anywhere near it. Like at the Xmas party Mercury threw in 72. Someone wrapped up the lobster chunks and the big shrimp and black olives and everything else anybody wanted to eat in the same package as the kippers. Nothing was edible on account of close proximity to the limey fish (smells like stuff a dying cat wouldn�t eat out of a garbage can) but now we can breathe easier with the Lennon-Onos headed back to the United Kingdom where they belong.
Well anyway New Yawk now finally belongs to its indigenous local talent instead of a pack of boring foreigners. And local is just the word for it cause you won�t be findin it nowhere else. Damn good bands like the Dark Ages from Kew Gardens. Bill on guitar, Bob on drums, Dennis on guitar (they got TWO of �em!) and Mac on-bass. Expect nothing but good shit from the Dark Ages.
Ditto for Danny Merrill. A great attraction, Danny is truly �on the scene.� His remarkable note bending and swing phrasing make for a flexible sound that musicians dig and would move any patron to praise. Per. Mgr. Bob Anglin — 1094 Longfellow Ave., Bronx, N.Y. 10459 - (212) 323-4029. Appearing nitely at the Kit Kat Korner, 253 W. 125 St. This man is boss. You will like him. He sings well. Cookin with heat!
The two of �em, the Dark Ages and Danny Merrill, they�re undeniably one and two, respectively, now that J & Y are takin� the big boatride. But there�s lots more hotte bands in the Apple playing that good �ole hotte music and the Monady Funday Sextet is no exception. No indeedy as this righteous combo from Staten Island can really shake it down, down, down. Their big number is of course �Where Have All the Flowers Gone,� a different song entirely from the one all the folkies used to do at hoots (this one�s about I�m not tellin� you what, you�ll have to go see �em yourself). They�re Bob Luliucci�s all-time favor-it group.
Speaking of islands, Manhattan is one too, boasting a band quite a bit more authentique than Malo or El Chicano. Pazo is their name (East 19th Street). If you don�t know your timebales from a tamale then Pazo is not for you. September 15 at the Mercer Arts Center and their finale is where they wave a chorizo in the air so bring one along and you can wave it too!
Another audience participation act worth a big fat look within the 5 boros is Snow White from Lexington Avenoo. They often request that members of the audience masturbate themselves during the soaring solos of 12-stringer Tony Proust. Many actually do and the object is to not actually stick your hand inside your kinckers, you gotta do it just by rubbing through the crotch. If you open your fly or lift your skirt the bulls can lock you away but if you keep your apparel intact IT�S COMPLETELY LEGAL!!!
Yes rock & roll has come a long way — while health has declined. If you don�t have your health you die. That�s what happened to Kath E. Miller�s dog Tara just the other day. It seems the bitch (Tara was a lady) used to belong to Kid Krazy-A-Z of Flycatchers Anonymous of Fordham Road. He gave it to her for a fast screw. She didn�t take care of it. Consequently, it died. But Flycatchers are still going strong so don�t miss em.
THE KRAUTS ARE COMING. Turning many a �head� in the Yorktown area are the Sick-Ass Muh-Fuhs, Friday & Saturday at the Berlin Bar. Their attire is outrageous and they may go far. But their lifestyle may dump them into an early grave cause they�ve been boining their candle at both ends (drinking!) (fighting!) (cussing!) (all hours of the nite!) (these guys are nuts!). Two weeks ago they squatted on a plate of sweetbreads at the Cafe Colonial and the management 86�ed them so now they�re at the B.B. How long they stay there is anybody�s guess. But their art is flawless.
Word is the Group Image has been jamming nitely in the Williamsburgh section of Brooklyn. Jamming up traffic, that is!
Contrary to popular belief, Ramatam is not from Long Island City. They�re from Tampa. Mrimnody�s from L.I.C. Featuring Lydia Laske on vocals, Klooky Alexander on mellotron, �Sir� Carl Malden on lead guitar, Chas Ermp on rhythm, Back Knutson on bass, and Ali Myers on percussion. Strictly a copy band so far^ they are noted for their personal renditions of �Jumpin� Jack Flash,� �Tommy,� �Doctor My Eyes,� �Heart and Soul� and �Lost in Space.� They�re real �George.�
Sometimes the name sez it all. Jazz Me is a jazz-rock fusion unit par excellence and par for. the course (of course). If you go for Ohnedaruth and Zoot Sims you�ll go apeshit over Jazz Me cause they�re root patoot zoot for the noot (toot!). A&M has just inked them and their first el pee, Cots for Sleeping Six Abreast is now in progress. Look for it come October.
The Better business Brothers are Eric Waxman on keyboard and vocals, Sandy Brown on bass, and Howard Hoffman on tubs. Just a buncha rich hebes from Queens!
Who sez Noo Yuck ain�t a swingin�
