BATTLE OF THE BANDS: “(Don’t Mess With) My Toot-Toot”

Sine it’s late Monday afternoon here and I didn’t sleep very well last night, I’m going to keep this to the point.

A couple of weeks ago, the prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday was “eco.” My post was about words that contain, but don’t start with, “eco,” the last one being “zydeco.” Kip commented with this video of Buckwheat Zydeco doing a song called “(Don’t Mess With) My Toot-Toot.”

I looked at YouTube and saw that it was covered a number of times since Sidney Simien, a/k/a Rockin’ Sidney, wrote and recorded it back in 1984. So today, I’ve picked a couple of covers of the song as contestants for this week’s battle.

CONTESTANT #1: Denise LaSalle

CONTESTANT #2: John Fogerty

So, those are the contestants, and you know what to do: listen to both versions of the song (Buckwheat’s is not a contestant), decide which you like better, and vote for it by leaving a comment below. Optionally (but I’m sure most veterans of the BotB do it anyway), tell us what it was about that version you liked so well, or at least in preference to the other. Then, go visit Stephen T. McCarthy’s Battle of the Bands blog, where he has a list in the right-hand column of all the current participants, visit those bloggers, and vote in their battles, presuming they’re holding one today. I’ll tally the votes and announce the winner next Monday, so be sure and vote by then.

The lines are now open. Good luck to Denise and John!


Monday’s Music Moves Me: Songs With Colors In The Name

Mary B from Jingle Jangle Jungle had the honor of choosing today’s M4, and she chose “songs with colors in the title.” For a while, I was doing posts with color names in the title on Fridays, but hey, it’s a great theme. Rather than just throwing the list together from previous work, I decided to come up with something more or less new. There are some songs that are repeated from them, but not many.

In the interest of time, I’m just going to list these out…

  1. Los Bravos, “Black Is Black”
  2. The Moody Blues, “Nights In White Satin”
  3. Peter Green’s Fleetwood Mac, “The Green Manalishi (With The Two-Pronged Crown)”
  4. Bobby Vinton, “Blue On Blue”
  5. The Tremeloes, “Yellow River”
  6. Johnny and The Hurricanes, “Red River Rock”
  7. Shirley Bassey, “Theme from Goldfinger
  8. Henry Mancini, “Theme from The Pink Panther
  9. Ella Fitzgerald, “Mood Indigo”
  10. Psapp, “Cosy In The Rocket (Theme from Grey’s Anatomy)”

And that’s Monday’s Music Moves Me for January 15, 2018.

Monday’s Music Moves Me is sponsored by X-Mas Dolly, Callie, Cathy, and Stacy, so be sure and visit them, where you can also find the Linky for the other participants.

Not Your Typical Justice Post #JusJoJan

When I saw that Barb from Gallimauphry chose the word “justice” as today’s prompt in Linda Hill’s Just Jot It January blog hop, I had a bunch of ideas of what to write about, but one in particular stood out in my mind, especially since pitchers and catchers report to baseball’s Spring Training in less than a month, and the season starts in 73 days…

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We moved to Atlanta at the end of 1987, and while maintaining my allegiance to the White Sox, I adopted the Atlanta Braves as my hometown baseball team. Not really the best time to do that, since at that point the team was just awful, but hey, I had been a White Sox fan my entire life and more often than not they were just awful. In other words, I had experience.

During the 1989 season, a young guy named David Justice came up from Richmond to play first base, briefly in May and again in September. He didn’t have a great year, but we could tell he’d be around to stay before too long. He started 1990 at Richmond and was called up to the Braves to stay in May.

Initially, he played first base, though normally a right fielder, because right field belonged to Dale Murphy, an Atlanta legend. As the season dragged on, Murph realized that the team would do better if Justice played in right field, and told Braves management that he wouldn’t block a trade if the opportunity presented itself. Murph was traded to the Phillies on August 4, and David took over in right field and went on a tear. Over the next 59 games, he batted .324 with 20 home runs and 50 runs batted in and was named National League Rookie of the Year.

He was a key player on the Braves teams from 1991 through 1996, during which time the Braves won their division five times (a player strike prematurely ended the 1994 season and delayed the start of the 1995 season), went to the World Series four times, winning it in 1995. In the deciding game, Justice hit a home run, which proved to be the only run scored in the ballgame as Tom Glavine, with help from Mark Wohlers, shut the Cleveland Indians out. A couple of days before that game, he caused some controversy by complaining about the lackluster support he felt Braves fans were giving the team. (Which was true, by the way.) He was booed when he came to bat until the sixth inning, when he hit the homer. All was forgiven.

He was traded to the Indians during the winter of 1996, and spent four seasons with them, two seasons with the Yankees, and one with the Athletics, finishing his career with a .279 batting average, 305 home runs, 1,017 runs batted in, was an All-Star three times and was on World Series-winning teams twice. He was named to the Atlanta Braves Hall of Fame in 2007, but only received one vote for the National Baseball Hall of Fame, tainted by the Mitchell Report on the use of performance-enhancing drugs, which he denies.

One evening in 1990, I was staying with Mom and Tex while in Chicago on business, and Uncle Jack and Aunt Loretta were over for dinner. I was watching the game on TBS, and Jack came out and watched with me briefly. He said, “I’ve been watching Braves games lately, and you have some guys that can really rip the cover off the ball.” As I remember it, David Justice was at bat and lined a home run into the upper deck at Fulton County Stadium.

In another game, the pitcher brushed David back, i.e. threw the ball so far inside that David had to fall to keep from being hit. David picked himself up and homered on the next pitch.

There were some not-so-great moments, too. He was married for a couple of years to Halle Berry, with whom he shared a lot in common (both were biracial and came from Ohio, Halle from Cleveland, David from Cincinnati), but the marriage ended badly, with her getting a restraining order against him. And the PED accusations will probably keep him out of the Baseball Hall of Fame, though he might receive some consideration from the Old Timer’s Committee in the future.

The highest honor that a team can bestow on a player is to have his uniform number retired. For whatever reason, the Braves haven’t retired David’s #23 yet. I hope they do some day.

(With apologies to anyone who has no idea what I just talked about…)

Ultimatum #JusJoJan

Today’s word for Just Jot It January is sent to us by The Itinerary Planner, who blogs over at Travel Itineraries.


In 2004, I was given an ultimatum by my manager that I had thirty days to “shape up or ship out.” There were no other options besides those. Since I had already decided that I no longer wanted to work for that manager, I handed in my resignation and had thirty days’ of paid vacation, during which I looked for a new job.

I had wanted to quit several months before. He had been looking for any reason to find fault with my work for months by then, and a badly-worded and condescending email had me ranting so badly that Mary said, “look, just quit. It won’t get any better.” I wrote my resignation, drove to the office, and dropped it, my building pass, American Express card, and laptop on his desk. He got me to sit down, apologized for the email, and talked me out of leaving.

In retrospect, I should have just walked out and never looked back.

The Holiday Weekend (Already?) Week That Was

This edition of The Week That Was is sponsored by Philips square light bulbs. It’s time to change your light bulb!

Thanks to Kip for sharing that one!

Here in the United States we’ll be celebrating the life of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and I think the kids, the banks, and government offices (including the Post Office) have the day off. So, this was a holiday weekend.

For some reason I’ve had a lot of pain in my back and my rear end the last couple of days. I think I found the answer, though: alternate naproxen and ibuprofen. I’m doing a whole lot better. So. without further ado, here’s the summary.

The Just Jot It January prompt for the day was “pants,” and since it was a freebie week I made my list about songs with types of pants in the title. A lot of blue jeans songs. That could have almost been the list right there.

For the last non-rock act of this series, I chose Johnnie Ray, who Tony Bennett called “The Father Of Rock & Roll,” because so many singers adopted his style of singing. Nice transition there, I think.

Found a goofy picture on Facebook and shared that.

Took the word “new” as my prompt and just riffed on it for 500 words or so. I described what it was like moving to Atlanta and some of the things that happened along the way, and ended with a wistful remembrance of the days without all this electronica.

I shared the top ten records in Chicagoland as of January 1, 1969. Always fun to go back and see what we were playing, and also how different Chicago’s top ten for the year differed from Billboard‘s, which, as it turns out, was a lot.

Had a little difficulty getting into this one, which was to take the closest bit of reading material and write a post based on the 6th, 7th, and 8th words. I had the owner’s manual for our brand spankin’ new Philips XL air fryer, and the three words I got were “welcome to Philips!” This gave me the opportunity to write about Koninlijke Philips NV, a/k/a Philips, a company that sells a lot of different items and which I’m familiar with because they’ve been around most of my life and because they shared an office building with us when I was with Geac, though I never actually met any of them. Several of you asked for information on how good the air fryer is, and I’ll do that when Mary feels up to uncrating it, setting it up and making me tater tots.

In the last (I promise) battle involving “Ghost Riders In The Sky,” Judy Collins beat Peggy Lee and Deborah Harry.

Oh yeah, and there were the Just Jot It January entries I haven’t discussed yet.

  • Sunday’s prompt was “indelible,” a synonym for “permanent,” and I talked about the hilarity that ensues when you write on a non-permanent surface with a permanent marker.
  • Tuesday’s prompt was “coffee,” and I shared the song “Java Jive,” which was the first song I heard from The Manhattan Transfer on Johnny Carson way back in 1973. I never realized this, but they’re named for a book by John Dos Passos, which I think I’d like to read. Anyone read it?
  • Thursday’s prompt was “humiliate,” so I wrote about being forced to sit with the girls one afternoon when I was in second grade, a humiliating experience because, as I explained to a couple of you, girls have cooties at that age.
  • Friday’sprompt was “aggravation,” so I shared a couple of my more recent ones.

Tomorrow, look for songs about colors. Tuesday, I’ll choose one of the important rock acts from the 1946-64 period. The rest of the week, well, you know…

Thanks to J-Dub, Kip, Eugenia, Birgit, Dan, Janet, ReoCochran, Mike, Liza, Alana, Ritu, Wendy, Judy, Joey, Uncle Jack, Mark, David, Cathy, Kat, Mme. Dreamweaver, Jim, Micki, Jenn, Capt Jill, Elen, Stephen, Lux, Mary B, Marie, Stacy, Glynis, and everyone who left me a “like.”

And that’s it for this edition of The Week That Was. See you in the funny papers!