I remember seeing Rip Van Winkle and the Sleepy Hollow boys at the Salty Dog in Jeffersonville. He "woke up" from a hundred years sleep across the club and them MC'd his way across the peanut floor with a spotlight on him, along with the then new and fascinating technology of the "wireless mic", until he got up on stage and maybe launched into Elvira or some other standard. AWESOME. The current crop of quasi-beard rockers should take a tip from Jimmy T, leave their sweater-rocker fey Beach Boys/Grizzly Bear stuff behind and learn from the master. Glocks are way too Republican sounding, anyway.
Urgh! :)
Posted by: kired | Monday, June 01, 2009 at 07:21 PM
Amazing. Was this dropped off in person? Because that used to be my favorite part.
Posted by: BridgetB | Tuesday, June 02, 2009 at 09:17 AM
Looking at this wonderment brings me right back to the captain's chair. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Casey | Tuesday, June 02, 2009 at 11:09 PM
jimmy t is from alburgh or isle la motte i'm pretty sure, jaime lee thurstons dad, rock and motherfucking roll
Posted by: jb ledoux | Thursday, June 11, 2009 at 12:38 PM
I remember seeing Rip Van Winkle and the Sleepy Hollow boys at the Salty Dog in Jeffersonville. He "woke up" from a hundred years sleep across the club and them MC'd his way across the peanut floor with a spotlight on him, along with the then new and fascinating technology of the "wireless mic", until he got up on stage and maybe launched into Elvira or some other standard. AWESOME. The current crop of quasi-beard rockers should take a tip from Jimmy T, leave their sweater-rocker fey Beach Boys/Grizzly Bear stuff behind and learn from the master. Glocks are way too Republican sounding, anyway.
Posted by: Mark | Sunday, June 21, 2009 at 03:45 PM