Functional Strength/Core

Tonight’s functional strength workout music came from a work peer who made this recommendation after listening to me ramble on endlessly about my recent obsession with the Drive-By Truckers.  And, hopefully, you know me by now; I am definitely game to check out new music so, hey, here goes.  That recommendation came in the form of Memphis rockers Lucero, specifically two albums: ‘Women & Work’ (2012).


Then ‘1372 Overton Park‘ (2009).

Both albums could serve as typical examples of the “Memphisian” sound; think barrel-house rock, Stax Records and late, lonely night drunken musings.  Add a broken heart (or two), a little down-on-your-luck blues guitar riff, a smidgeon of pedal steel, a dash of gospel soul for effect, stir well with copious amounts of horn, before serving over ice with some Jim Beam, maybe a pack of smokes or two and, before you know it, PRESTO!, the recipe for instant Memphis awesome.  Other notable Memphis acts include Booker T. (see this afternoon’s aborted run), Albert King, Wilson Pickett, Junior Wells, Sam & Dave, Otis Redding, Elvis Presley, Memphis Slim, and the Charlie Daniels Band.  Of course, Lucero is a bit more modern and punkish but, still, all the same traditional elements are there.

For my purposes it was a good listen while planking, crunching, squatting, lunging, and what have you.  However, it did kind of make me wish that my water bottle had something a little stronger in it than just water.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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