Friday night had all the earmarks of being a good night on the 3700 block of Main. The Suspects were playing their second “reunion” show with The Aqua Velva opening up. And if that wasn’t enough, The Light Rock Express were groovin over at Charlie’s Big Top. Things were just getting “fired” up when the doorman of the Continental Club exclaimed “Holy Sh*t! A flaming car!”
I turned just in time to see a truck driving down Alabama towing a backhoe on a trailer and the trailer was ON FIRE….I thought at first this was some kind of art car event or something.
A handful of us ran around the corner to see what was up and we saw the truck pull up next to a gas station.
Could you imagine being at the pump, just minding your own business filling your tank and a truck load of flaming death just pulls up?
Apparently there was an industrial strength cardboard barrel full of trash on the back of the truck that had managed to ignite. The guys jumped out of the truck and pulled it down to the street where it commenced to roll around.
One of the guys from the truck hopped out and had the wherewithal to climb into the backhoe, fire it up and attempt to tamp out the flames. This resulted in the flaming horror rolling down the street several feet.
The group of men in the truck and the guy in the backhoe all did their part in extinguishing the flames and even got some help from a handful of bewildered homeless guys and had it mostly put out by the time the fire department arrived.
Just another reason why I try to have my camera with me at all times. You just never know what your going to see at any given time. The last two shots here are my favorites and the ones I wanted to show off, but I felt the context was important.
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The artist is unknown as it was a random find on the Internet some years ago. Our engineer slash co-host slash resident humorist phliKtid brought it to the studio a few years back and it’s been a tradition ever since.
It has been called the BEST and the WORST rendition of this song ever recorded. I will guarantee you one thing, after you listen to it all the way through you will never hear this song the same way again.
You can download the file from the link above or stream it via the podcast player just below this text…
For some reason the song “There’s Only One Way To Rock” by Sammy Hagar has setup shot in my forebrain (prosencephalon) and keeps repeating “Crank up the drums, crank out the bass, crank up my Les Paul in your face” …
I don’t even LIKE this song! And I am certainly not a Sammy Hagar fan.
There may very well be only one way to rock, and I am sure that I’ve long ago forgotten what it was. I do know this, though…it wasn’t Sammy who let me in on the secret.
HIE THEE HENCE, METAL POSEUR AND LEAVE MY BRAIN BE!!!!
This got me thinking about Van Halen. When David Lee Roth left and Sammy stepped in, Van Halen officially died for me.
I remember the first time I heard Van Halen. It was in my friend’s 1974 Dodge Challenger. The year was 1978 and he had just bought the 8-Track and we were cruising around town listening to it. At the time I was just weaning myself off of Kiss and moving into my art rock phase. I remember looking at the production credits and seeing that the album was produced by Gene Simmons. It was an impressive tape, I must say. The only Van Halen I ever owned or liked.
I even remember the urban legend that Kiss and Van Halen were actually the same band…there was some deep controversy surrounding that rumor until it was finally dispelled satisfactorily. This was in the pre-Internet days. You kids today have it EASY. Back then you didn’t get a humility inducing e-mail directing you to a link at Snopes. We relied on sources like Rolling Stone Magazine and such for our facts. And that was only if you could afford to pick up a copy or browse the latest issue at the drug store quick enough not to get the bum’s-rush from the shop-keep.
Once my brain got to thinking about 8-Tracks I regressed to the time I was at my neighbor’s house in 1976. Peter Frampton Comes Alive had just been released and it was playing in the back room on his 8-Track player.
We must have let it play through 5 or 6 times (for reasons any child of the 70’s can relate to) so it became somewhat ingrained into my adolescent brain.
To this day, whenever I hear the song “Do You Feel Like We Do”, my mind puts in the audible click where the 8-Track manufacturer had to fade the song down, change tracks and fade back up on the next seeing as how there was not enough space to contain the whole song in a single track.
Speaking of Frampton, I just heard “Do You Feel Like We Do” on a XM Radio rebroadcast of American Top 40. I’d forgotten that pop radio often created short 3-4 minute remixes of the longer songs for airplay. Seems they didn’t want to play the full 14+ minute version. For the record, the short version sucks mightily.
I leave you with this recent Geico commercial which clearly shows that there’s more than one way to rock….
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