cklarock

yeah, he was prolly one of the first 18Xrays (as we call em) back in the day. 30 years of this wiould definitely make you a grumpy old man. and yes, one or two degrees of sep. and no, i haven't really sought out military shit on here. when an SF guy wants to hang out, it ain't with other army guys. unless it's other SF dudes.

I think that Shindig Dancer is trying to figure out why he keeps thinking of Jackie Wilson when he tries to think of his girlfriend.

My favorite entry in the Sweaty Soul Legend Juke Joint Hall of Fame: Sam Cooke at the Harlem Square Club in Miami. You get to hear a smooth TV-friendly pop phenomenon turn into a rasping, cackling satyr as he tears up his hits in a damp little club--it's enough to send a Hullabaloo Singer running for cover.