Thursday In Corporate Hell (Part 2)

The Cornball jazz boner is definitely working today as I’m getting lots accomplished and, yet, I’m not stressed out…like, at all.

WINNING!

The next album this afternoon, is more on the cheese-funk side of the scale, the ‘Hells Belles‘  soundtrack by Les Baxter.

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Les Baxter, composer of many an odd album (in fact, Baxter is more noted as being the epitome of big, Wagnerian lounge music going back to the 1950’s – total cheese), scored big in 1970 with this extraordinary biker chick Blacksploitation flick from the American International stable.

The original soundtrack is very rare and will invariably be very expensive so, hey, thanks YouTube (click HERE)!

Almost every track here is backed by a hip and engaging mad percussion, a huge clanking 60’s bassline and a whirling organ synonymous with the cheesy 70’s soundtracks.  ‘Hot Wind‘, ‘Hogin Machine‘ and ‘Chain Fight‘ are definitely the best of the bunch in exemplifying this cheesy-funky-soul sound and the track ‘Scoobee Doo‘ is also note-worthy, if not for just the name alone.

The album totally makes you want to saddle up on a vintage motorbike and just…cruise.

Or, in my case, focus on my presentations.

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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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