Thursday, April 26, 2007

Some Video Nostalgia

Music and professional wrestling have long enjoyed a mutually beneficial relationship, much like kegs and eggs.

Cyndi Lauper had a nice stint with the WWF as part of the Rock 'n Wrestling days in the 1980s, and she even included many of the federation's wrestlers in her famed "Goonies R Good Enough" video. The same guy who wrote "Rock and Roll Hoochie Koo," Rick Derringer, also wrote "Real American," Hulk Hogan's instantly recognizable theme song (that was actually intended to be used by the Mike Rotundo and Barry Windham U.S. Express tag team).

But there was some other music in the rasslin' world that flew too far under the radar to truly be appreciated back then -- songs like Junkyard Dog's "Grab Them Cakes" and Hillbilly Jim's "Don't Go Messin' with a Country Boy." At the top of this scrap heap, though, lies little-remembered manager of heels, the Doctor of Style: Slick.

The Twin Towers and Power & Glory manager's "Jive Soul Bro" tune barely registered on the rock and wrestling charts (off the charts the wrong way), even though it's possibly the greatest song of all-time. Check it out for yourself right here and see:



Damn, that's solid shit. If you'd like some more wrestling nostalgia, one of my friends and favorite music bloggers, The Passion of the Weiss, recently gave us his take on who we thought would be Imus' Top 10 Wrestlers.

Moving on, here's a video that hit YouTube this week, and has so far gone unnoticed on the world wide web. It's a look back, for me, at September 29th and 30th, 2000, a silly weekend for a college senior, the most fucked up I've ever been in my life for an extended period of time...and my first time in Las Vegas, Nevada.

The popular rock band Phish had called a timeout -- they were going on hiatus -- and this was Donnie's and my last stand with the group we'd seen many times together in our college career. So we flew out to Vegas with no hotel room and no real plans, traveling only with small suitcases and tickets to the shows, hoping it'd all work out.

Of course it did, as it always does with upper middle class white kids.

It remains to this day a weekend I can't think about without breaking into the biggest shit-eating grin known to man. The shows were great musically, and tons of fun otherwise, and I won't even get into the weekend in general (ecstatic vitamins were all the rage then, and man, we did rage that whole time).

The one downside to the weekend was the controversy surrounding Kid Rock's appearance for three songs at the end of the first night's second set and the encore. I loved it, such high energy, but many people claim it was the real beginning of the end for Phish. With my heart beating out of my chest and my jaw clicking at breakneck paces, I thought it was "Fuckinawesomemanholyshitthat'sgood."

It was just cool to see. You can watch for yourself on Kid Rock's sit-in on You Shook Me All Night Long and We're An American Band. The modified American Band lyrics of "Now all them strippers at Mandalay Bay, went lookin' for Kid Rock but they all went hom with Trey" might have just been the greatest ad lib of all-time.



So in the last two days I've talked about soccer, wrestling and Phish. Wow, am I trying to turn people away en masse? Guess so.

5 Comments:

At 10:47 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh Man, Those Vegas shows were awesome. The energy in TMACK was amazing. Miss those days. A

Fluff

 
At 11:25 AM, Blogger J$ said...

good times at those vegas shows! i'll play your favorite song..

 
At 12:51 PM, Blogger Ace Cowboy said...

Hippies. Get off my lawn.

 
At 1:05 PM, Blogger Boxcar Fritz said...

Whoa whoa whoa... You cant say "fuck" onstage! I'm surprised he wasnt tossed out of Vegas right then and there. Kid Rock, giving Nevada a bad name.

 
At 5:16 PM, Anonymous Rashid Z. Muhammad said...

Dude looks like Skeletor with a Jheri Curl.

 

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