Friday, January 20, 2012

Troglodyte Tears

Earlier this week, multi-instrumentalist and novelty-funk impresario Jimmy Castor died at the age of 71. I first became aware of Mr Castor's work through a post at Thunder's place. Let us remember Mr Castor, not only for his music, but for his work in the field of paleoanthropology:


9 comments:

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Such an awesome video.
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Laura said...

one woman just lay there.. all wet and ripe..

Those ARE some funk-eh lyrics!

I do declare! My sensabilities have been deeply offended! :P

((Hugs))
Laura

Kathleen said...

I will watch after all these Etta James videos queued up.

wv: lastpate

vacuumslayer said...

When I clicked over, I thought for sure this was going to be about South Carolina Republicans.

Not that I'm complaining...

M. Bouffant said...

Jimmy Castor, Etta James & Johnny Otis. There's your three deaths.

And let me retell this story: Early '70s, I used to ride the bus from S.F. to Berkeley daily, & on a public housing bldg. several hundred yards from the road, in letters big enough to be visible from the road, someone had written over a door "BERTHA BUTT LIVES HERE," w/ an arrow pointing to the door. Nice.

Jennifer said...

NO!!! How on earth did I miss THAT??

Boy, that song was a classic.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

Such an awesome video.

Thanks for making me aware of it!

Those ARE some funk-eh lyrics!

"She started crushing him, but then she began to like him!"

I will watch after all these Etta James videos queued up.

Yeah, I wrote this on Thursday night, and was too busy to post about Etta's passing.

When I clicked over, I thought for sure this was going to be about South Carolina Republicans.

I think Newt's going to leave Callista for one of the Butt sisters.

And let me retell this story: Early '70s, I used to ride the bus from S.F. to Berkeley daily, & on a public housing bldg. several hundred yards from the road, in letters big enough to be visible from the road, someone had written over a door "BERTHA BUTT LIVES HERE," w/ an arrow pointing to the door. Nice.

I always thought she was a fictional character... do you think the "tag" was an advertisement, or was it a historical marker?

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

NO!!! How on earth did I miss THAT??

Well, it did date back to prehistoric times...

Rachel said...

I saw Etta in Montreal about 1989. She was huge, wore black spandex and did pelvic thrusts at her son on drums throughout "Jump Into My Fire." She's my favourite singer of all time. Jimmy Castor's funk-ehhh!