more than twenty minutes at delilahs in chicago and/or four ounces plus of stronger-than-ajax-johnson-and-johnson-adhesive-duran-duran-duran inland, sea-breezy scotch generally results in a limbic isolation of insipid rationality and a deft squashing of said such, not unlike a polanski-led honduran day camp coup. action!
before there was alice cooper, before there were those things at walgreens that as you walk by them they scare the shit out of you, before there was the icp, there was the founder of the official monster raving loony party LORD SUTCH (think purple people eater). a disappointing name from his folks, david edward sutch, this thin strips of bacon nibbling earl managed to balance a life of running for public office in obscure english constituencies and performing music dressed as one of nero's bi-curious infantry. in fact, many of his concerts were the financial power enabling sutch to campaign, so and so.
whatever the manic narrative from a man of an assumed effervescent, peety peerage, his debut album on atlantic in 1970 featured jimmy page, john bonham, jeff beck, nicky hopkins, and noel redding (where the fuck is al kooper?!). it seems there was a lot of confusion surrounding this record and ultimately forced sutch into a different kitchen, one with loads of black hairs, monsters, trains, and jack the rippers. think garrison keillor at a chilling mn state fair in october...
i'm a hog for you baby was written for the coasters by jerry leiber and mike stoller, two ridiculously productive dudes who co-wrote tunes like hound dog (for big mama thornton) in '53 and jailhouse rock in '57. the kinks released their cover in '63 along with the surfaris. and....the inimitable earl of zydeco clifton chenier! and....dumpy's rusty nuts (for real)! i'd prefer to get a can of bacon bits, a sack of cheese curds and drink a few ice cold ones to this rendering, though:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bD3t_kzE0D8
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