>Didn’t Like Jazz, Didn’t Like Funk…

A great lost song here for you- from the end days of Big Audio Dynamite and their final album, called F-Punk, this is I Turned Out A Punk. Some wheezy garage organ, crashing punk rock riff, shambolic drumming and Mick’s tale of how he turned out a punk.

‘Mummy was a hostess, daddy was a drunk
Cos they didn’t love me then, I turned out a punk
An ex-house full of memories, memories and junk
Never had a childhood, I turned out a punk
Then I learned to play guitar, with a plink and a plunk
I didn’t like jazz, I didn’t like funk
I turned out a punk’
Nothing clever or sophisticated here, just a cracking garage punk song.

>The Return Of Friday Night Is Rockabilly Night 16

Tonight’s rocking rave up is equal parts hillbilly and rockabilly- Carl Belew in 1959 with a crazed song about the trials and tribulations of finding a pair of cool gator shoes. It’s a must. It’s also a favourite of my daughter E.T., who once had a car of seven year olds singing along.

I remember reading an interview with Keef Richards years ago. He was asked what he remembered about the making of Exile On Main Street (I think, could’ve been any album from the late 60s into the late 70s). Keef’s response was, ‘not much really, but I do remember having a really cool pair of alligator shoes’.