It’s night time in the big city
A woman dances beneath a strobe light
A man rolls a joint on the second Johnny Winter album
(Jimi Hendrix, Third Stone From The Sun in background)
“It’s October, or as I like to call it, Rock-tober. Which of course means next month is Roll-vember…May you never hear surf music again. That’s actually Jimi’s thought, not mine.”
“You’ll hear a siren on this record; it’s not really a siren, it’s Jane Mansfield screaming.”
“A lot of people think that Ray Charles stopped making tough R & B when he left Atlantic Records. They think all of his records had strings and he was going after the pop audience. While a lot of his albums were like that, he was still issuing singles that had that great combo sound. Here’s an example.”
“You know why that record sounds so good? Because it was a performance. The whole band was playing together in the studio. It wasn’t a thing assembled from parts, put together in little bits and pieces, until you had a complete take. Everyone started at the same time and finished pretty much at the same time, and all the time in between you just hung on for dear life. You can feel that energy in the record. And you can hear also in there how the line is blurry. It’s a hillbilly record, but if I told you Louis Jordan recorded that song you wouldn’t blink an eye.”
“If you’re listening to this show while driving, pull over and get your rest. Don’t be tempted by those little white pills: the crossroads, the greenies, the bennies, the West Coast turnarounds…no matter what they’re called, they spell trouble, and that’s with a capital T. A public service announcement from your friends here at TTRH.”
“This one’s for all the metal heads.”
“Another sex-pot”
“The earth is divided into three layers: there’s the core, the mantle, and the crust. The core is very hot. The middle layer, the mantle, is made of minerals and it rides on top of the hot core. The very top, the part we’re standing on, is the crust. There are two types of crust: flaky and graham cracker…nah, just checking to see if you were listening.”
"This tomb, the dust of Aeschylus doth hide Euphorion’s son and Gela’s pride How tried his valor, Marathon may tell; Long-haired Persians knew it all too well."
Mr. Dynamite
“For all you first time listeners, this is how we roll: with nothin’ but classic rock!”