Sunday, September 15, 2019


Sunday, September 15, 2019
KSFR, Santa Fe, NM
10 p.m. to midnight Sundays Mountain Time
Host: Steve Terrell 101.1 FM
Email me during the show! terrel(at)

Here's my playlist :

OPENING THEME: Let It Out (Let it All Hang Out) by The Hombres
Ramblin' Gamblin' Man by Bob Seeger
Someone Else is in Control by The Mystery Lights
Fire Bug by J.D. McPherson
The Joker is What They Call Me by Billy Myles
Let it Come Down by Alien Space Kitchen
Betty vs the NYPD by Jon Spencer Blues Explosion
Sucka Punch by DiNOLA
Want You Around by Råttanson
CBD by The Toy Trucks
Unaccompanied by Sleeve Cannon
Stole Away by REQD
Double Dirty Mother by Roosevelt Sykes

She's Wild by The Vagoos
Jenny Jenny by The Night Beats
Scarla by Jack Oblivian & The Dream Killers
Git Back in the Truck by Hickoids
Mother-in-Law by Ernie K-Doe
Daniel Johnson at The Electric Lounge
Austin, Tx, SXSW 1998

R.I.P. Daniel Johnston
(All songs by Daniel, except where noted)

Frankenstein Conquers the World by DJ and Jad Fair 
Like a Monkey in the Zoo
Psycho Nightmare
Speeding Motorcycle by Yo la Tengo
Scary Monsters by The Electric Ghosts
I am a Baby in My Universe by Kathy McCarty
Devil Town
You Hurt Me
I Save Cigarette Butts by P
King Kong by Tom Waits
Funeral Girl
True Love Will Find You in the End

Ain't Nobody Perfect by The Mighty Hannibal
It's Twilight Time by The Platters
CLOSING THEME: Over the Rainbow by Jerry Lee Lewis

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Thursday, September 12, 2019

TERRELL'S TUNE-UP: What I Did on My Summer Vacation

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican 
September 13, 2019

It was a leisurely Thursday morning in the French Quarter of New Orleans. I’d just finished my breakfast, a crawfish omelet, and had planted myself on a park bench in Jackson Square to catch up on some reading. I was enjoying the sidewalk jazz set up by Café Du Monde across Decatur Street from the park. The band was right in the middle of “(Won’t You Come Home) Bill Bailey” when all of a sudden they were drowned out by a loud, almost surreal calliope playing Scott Joplin’s “The Entertainer.”

This was the second day in a row that I heard mysterious calliope music filling the air on Decatur. I’d heard it the day before, some spooky-sounding tune I didn’t recognize, in the late afternoon upon leaving my hotel. I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from.

A local friend, who lives right across the Mississippi River at Algiers Point, later explained to me that it was coming from one of the riverboats parked nearby.

Depending on the calliope player, she said, it can actually sound great.

The Mother-in-Law Lounge
But that morning on Jackson Square, I just found it annoying as it interrupted a band I’d been digging on. So I decided to cross the park and walk around some. There, on the street facing St. Louis Cathedral, was another brass band, this one made up of younger guys, and they were even better than the group over by Café Du Monde. And by this time the calliope had subsided.

I wanted to give them a tip but had no small bills, so I went one street over to find a place to break a 20. And, lo and behold, there was yet another sidewalk band — this one with a guy playing a jazzy electric guitar along with the horn blowers and drummer — and they were nearly as good as the kids over by the cathedral.

Just another Thursday morning in August in New Orleans.

Man, I love this town! Great food, voodoo — and music is everywhere. Even the airport is named after Louis Armstrong. Music seems to permeate the streets.

Hoofing it from the French Quarter to Treme, for instance, traffic islands have little shrines featuring brightly colored murals of local music heroes. The walls on some businesses and even some houses feature musical murals.
Bruce Daigrepont and his crawfish squeeze box

My absolute favorite was Kermit’s Treme Mother-in-Law Lounge on Claiborne Avenue.

Part of the building features current owner and jazzman Kermit Ruffins playing his trumpet as well as beloved local weirdo rock group Quintron & Miss Pussycat. That’s right next to a larger mural featuring former owner, the late R&B star Ernie K-Doe, hyphen and all (his big hit was “Mother-in-Law” back in 1961) and his wife Antoinette in full royal-highness regalia.

The first night I was in town, I found a little bar on Bourbon Street called Tropical Isle’s Bayou Club, where an accordion-and-fiddle-driven group called The Cajun Drifters was playing. Led by singer Bruce Daigrepont, who plays a red accordion with a painted-on crawfish, they’ve got a good stompin’ sound that doesn’t drift far from traditional Cajun music.

I liked the Cajun Drifters so much I decided to go back to the Bayou Club my last night in town. Alas, they weren’t playing there the second time around, but another band, T’Canaille, was there.

Led by another singer/accordionist, Lance Caruso, this Cajun group also veers into “swamp pop” (basically R&B-infused Cajun music.)

Weeks after booking this trip, I was excited to learn that my Texas friends and cow-punk pioneers the Hickoids were playing NOLA while I was there. (Guitarist Tom Trusnovic is a Santa Fe boy.) They were at d.b.a., a club on Frenchmen Street, a district full of music clubs.

I’ve seen their show — always rocking, always hilarious, always filthy — a dozen times or more. But
this show was special. Only days before their New Orleans gig, while the band was touring Spain, head Jeff Smith, learned that his older brother Barry had died. Barry’s memorial service was the day before the gig.

So Jeff was the essence of “the show must go on.” It wasn’t easy, but he pulled it off with raunchy grace. (Here’s a little plug: The Hix just released a live album, All the World’s a Dressing Room on Saustex Media that’s a fine representation of their live show.)

Though the Hickoids isn’t a New Orleans band, their opening act, DiNOLA is. Fronted by singer Sue Ford (her husband Jimmy Ford is the drummer) DiNOLA has a hard-edged, sludgy sound has a pre-metal ’70s feel.

I was back on Frenchmen Street the next night to see Kevin Ruffins & The Barbecue Swingers at a club called Blue Nile.

Louis Armstrong’s gone, Professor Longhair’s gone, Allen Toussaint’s gone, Fats Domino’s gone, Dr. John’s gone … Now Kermit with his trumpet and raspy voice is arguably New Orleans’ greatest living showman.

Kermit invoked Armstrong on his snazzy version of “On the Sunny Side of the Street,” then did a fantastic version of the ever-goose-bump-inducing “St. James Infirmary” (his arrangement had more Cab Calloway than Satch) and made the classic “Jock-A-Mo (Iko Iko)” his own.

As the show progressed, Kermit shared the stage with some of his friends, the most memorable being Judy Hill, daughter of Jessie Hill, best known for his 1960 R&B hit “Ooh Poo Pah Doo.” (Unfortunately, Judy didn’t play that song that night.)

I didn’t learn this until later, but Kermit, now in his 50s, started out his career playing for tips with friends in Jackson Square.

That means that one of the young players I saw there could grow up to become the next Kermit Ruffins.

Now for some videos:

Here's the Cajun Drifters at the same place I saw them.

Ladies and gentlemen, the fabulous Hickoids

I'm glad DiNOLA didn't die when I was in New Orleans

And here's the mighty Kermit


I've been reading John Waters' latest book, Mr. Know-It-All: The Tarnished Wisdom of a Filth Elder, which is, as are all things Waters, hilarious. But this Throwback Thursday was inspired by one particular chapter called "I've Got Rhythm," in which Waters expounds upon his wide-ranging musical tastes -- including hillbilly music."

A lot of people today claim country-western music ain't what it used to be, and I kind of agreed until I started listening to the Outlaw Country radio station  on Sirius in my car. God, there were so many beyond-cool hillbilly musical gems before and after Patsy Cline, Loretta Lynn, Hank Williams and Ferlin Huskey that I had never known before. Sure I had hung around redneck bars all my life, but now I felt the weight of my faux-cracker musical ignorance. Suddenly I realized I was an old Caucasian listener who needed to stick his citified ears through the twanging glory hole of country music to have them rearoused.

Waters suggests making an 8-track tape (!) of several hillbilly songs he suggests to beef up your appreciation of hillbilly music old and new "... then play them over and over so they are drilled in your mind like the Catholic catechism."

I don't have the equipment to make an 8-track tape, so I'll just put 'em all in a blog post.

(So no, this is not your typical Throwback Thursday where most the music I babble about is several decades old. But as my favorite filth elder wrote in this chapter, "...retro is a state of mind,not a year."

He starts with this song, "Firebug" by J.D. McPherson. Says Waters, " `Burn it up, burn it down,' J.D. sings, and you can bet if there's a horndog arsonist listening anywhere nearby, he'll come sliding down your pole and ignite on contact."

Waters also suggested one of my favorite tunes by one of my favorite artists, Ray Wylie Hubbard, which he calls "a real mating call for the ill-bred."

This song by Kevin Fowler, "If I Could Make a Livin' Drinkin'," Waters says, "would be the perfect pickup song if you were looking for a date either in the welfare or unemployment office."

Turning now to some older stuff, Waters admires Hank Thompson's "Hangover Tavern." Says the author, "I told you a hangover can sing if you'll just let it."

Finally here's song Waters calls the "saddest, most heartbreaking, most ridiculous but touching down-home narration ...": Hawkshaw Hawkins' "Lonesome 7-7203."

Sunday, September 08, 2019


Sunday, September 8, 2019
KSFR, Santa Fe, NM
10 p.m. to midnight Sundays Mountain Time
Host: Steve Terrell 101.1 FM
Email me during the show! terrel(at)

Here's my playlist:

(substitute) OPENING THEME: The Holygram's Song (Back from the Shadows Again) by Firesign Theatre
I Wanna Die in New Orleans by Dinola
Whatever by Ty Segall
Wild Honey by Weird Omen
My Life to Live by The Flesh Eaters
Driftwood-40-23 by Hickoids
Wild America by Iggy Pop
Jock-a-Moe (Iko Iko) by Kermot Ruffins & The Barbecue Swingers

Jimmy Jones / Space Brother by Alien Space Kitchen
Questions by The Toy Trucks
White Lily by Ghost Wolves
Snack Crack by Wild Billy Childish & The Musicians of the British Empire
Evil Eye by Dead Moon
Raw Meat by Black Lips
Smooth Commander by Left Lane Cruiser
Ooh-Poo-Pah-Doo by Jesse Hill

Bad Neighborhood by Daddy Long Legs
One and the Same by The War & Treaty
Dog by The Bottle Rockets
Feel So Good by Shirley & Lee
Dirty Love by Frank Zappa & The Mothers
Rathole Guest by Rattanson
Plant the Seed by Imperial Wax
Big New Prinz by The Fall
Teenage Warning by Kazik & Zdunek Ensemble

Stole Away by REQ'D
You Cared Enough to Lie by Eilen Jewell
Dream Killer by Jack Oblivian & The Dream Killers
Cry On by Irma Thomas
I Wish I Was in New Orleans by Tom Waits
CLOSING THEME: Over the Rainbow by Jerry Lee Lewis

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Wednesday, September 04, 2019

WACKY WEDNESDAY: Just Monkeying Around

Go Ape!

Let's start with Sam the Sham.Dig those crazy go-go girls!

Andres Williams gets all philosophical

Hank Penny on de-evolution

B.B. King has something to sell you

Buck Owens wants to swing -- but not in a tree

We'll stop this show with Big Maybelle.

And if you like this, you might enjoy this classic Wacky Wednesday on Musical Chimps

Monday, September 02, 2019

TERRELL'S TUNE-UP: A Buncha Recent Albums

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican 
Aug. 30, 2019

So you kids like the rock ’n’ roll? I sure do. Here are several albums that have been making me happy in recent weeks.

* Lost Weekend by Jack Oblivian & The Dream Killers (Black & Wyatt): The man born Jack Yarber was a member of the iconic 1990s garage-punk trio out of Memphis known as The Oblivians. They split up about 20 years ago (though they reunite every so often, and in 2013, released a fantastic album called Desperation).

This album is a collection of tracks that, according to the record company, are mainstays in Jack’s live shows. Most of the songs were recorded in his home studio, which means the sound lacks a polished sheen but is rich in immediacy.

My favorites are the sweaty, urgent minor-key rockers like “Lone Ranger of Love” and “Scarla,” the latter driven by a slithering slide guitar. Then there’s “Boy in a Bubble,” (no, not the Paul Simon song), which starts out, “I was born on the 15th floor/New Year’s Eve in the Psycho Ward …”

I also like the sleazo, jazzy “Guido Goes to Memphis.” Starting out with a soulful electric piano part (which reminds me of the old Hugh Masekela hit “Grazing in the Grass”), the tune just screams “Memphis!”

* First Taste by Ty Segall (Drag City): It seems like only yesterday — actually it was early June — Fudge Sandwich, which consisted of wild covers of songs by the likes of John Lennon, Neil Young, Funkadelic, The Grateful Dead, War, and various obscure punk groups.
when I wrote about the prolific Segall’s album.

The ink was barely dry when he released this new one. (And actually, I recently learned that he released a live record, Deforming Lobes, sometime between Fudge City and this one). The kid’s barely over 30, and he’s driven.

Like Segall’s best work, most the songs on First Taste are fuzzed-out guitar attacks. But he also embellishes his sound with tasteful electronics that never overwhelm the rock, a horn section on the five-minute “Self Esteem,” and on at least a couple of songs, mandolin.

Standouts here include the frantic-paced tune called “The Fall” — funny, The Fall never recorded a song called “Ty Segall” — that includes an actual drum solo; the upbeat “I Sing Them,” where you hear that mandolin as well as what sounds like a crazy flute (though I suspect might actually be some electronically altered sound); and the hard-edged “I Worship the Dog,” a profound statement of religious faith.

* Surrealistic Feast by Weird Omen (Dirty Water): I was trying to figure out what made this hopped-up psychedelic French trio sound so unique. Then I learned that instead of a bass, Weird Omen has a baritone sax player — Fred Rollercoaster — who used to play with King Khan & The Shrines. Along with guitarist-singer Sister Ray (thank you, Lou Reed) and drummer Remi Pablo, Weird O is an aural treat.

The accurately titled “Earworm” is a 100-mile-an-hour blast, as is the hypnotic but muscular “Trouble in My Head.” But the fast-and-loud aesthetic isn’t the only trick Weird Omen knows. “The Goat” starts out slinky and bluesy but soon transmutates into some kind of audio Godzilla stomping on your city.

And in the last song, “I Will Write You Poetry,” the band mines the rich vein of doo-wop in their own peculiar way. I take that as an omen for more weirdness to come from this inventive band.

* Lowdown Ways by Daddy Long Legs (Yep Roc): Here’s a blues-stomping trio who rose from the The Vampire, the one they did with R&B maniac T. Valentine) before moving to their current label.
swamps of backwoods Brooklyn, New York, to create an addictive kind-of-rootsy, kind-of punky sound. Led by a long, tall, full-throated singer, guitarist, and harmonica honker named Brian Hurd (originally from St. Louis), DLL recorded three albums on the venerated Norton Records (four if you include

I was afraid that leaving Norton might detract from Daddy Long Legs’ magic.

Naw. They sound as strong as ever.

Like the best lowdown blues, nothing on this album will make you feel low down. Just about every track here is a delight. I never thought I’d hear a blues tune called “Pink Lemonade,” but there’s one on Lowdown Blues, made especially memorable by Murat Aktürk’s tremolo-heavy guitar licks. Other favorites include “Glad Rag Ball” (in which Hurd invites someone “to meet me in the bathroom stall”); and “Célaphine,” in which Hurd’s harmonica sounds like a zydeco accordion.

* Night Beats Play The Sonics’ ‘Boom’ by Night Beats (Heavenly): I was happy to see this new album by this garage/psychedelic band from Seattle — mainly because they released an album earlier this year called Myth of a Man that was disappointing. It probably was Dan Auerbach’s pop-heavy production, or maybe it was the fact that two of the three members of the band had quit, leaving singer Danny Lee Blackwell alone with a bunch of studio musicians.

So this tribute to the fabled Washington State band from the ’60s was a nice step back to the Night Beats’ roots.

Blackwell succeeded in taking the older group’s sound and giving it his own twist. This especially is obvious on “Don’t You Just Know It.” This is a funky old New Orleans R&B classic originally recorded by Huey “Piano” Smith & The Clowns in 1958. Night Beats mutates it into a mysterioso, minor-key slow-burner.

I’m not claiming this record puts Night Beats in the same stratosphere as The Sonics — who played what I consider to be the greatest rock ‘n’ roll show I’ve ever seen at the Ponderosa Stomp a few years ago. But I have to admire Blackwell for even attempting this.

Video Time!

Hi-Ho it's Jack O

One from Mr. Segall;

Weird Omen gets your goat

Pink Lemonade never tasted better

Night Beats let some good times roll

Monday, August 26, 2019

New Hillbilly Madness from The Big Enchilada


Howdy, friends and neighbors, I come to bring peace to the barnyard with another fine Big Enchilada hillbilly episode including some fire-blazin'. footstompin', goodtime country, bluegrass, western swing, rockabilly and cowpunk sounds. We've fixed the barn up all fancy because the cows are coming home and the chickens are coming to roost. 

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Here's the playlist:

(Background Music: Midnight Ramble by The Stanley Brothers)
Barnyard Medley by Hickoids
You Cared Enough to Lie by Eilen Jewell
Bouncin' Beer Cans Off the Jukebox by Dallas Wayne
Bus Route by Tyler Childers
You Can't Buy a Gun When You're Crying by Holly Golightly & The Brokeoffs
Boogie Barn Dance by Jimmy Bryant

(Background Music: Martha's Tacos by Billy Bacon & The Forbidden Pigs)
Thanks to You by Margaret Burke
Shadows Where the Magic Was by James Hand
The Ballad of Li Po by T. Tex Edwards
Wild Cat Boogie by Forest Rye
The Way it Goes by Gillian Welch
Bank Robber by Jesse Dayton
(Background Music: Cumberland Gap by Hylo Brown with Earl Scruggs)

The Barnyard by Rachel Brooke
12-Ounce Can by Angry Johnny & The Killbillies
Bartender Tell Me by Jim Stringer & The AM Band
Lookout Mountain Girl by David Bromberg
(Background Music: Doubleneck Stomp by John Schooley)

Play it here:


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