Hump Day Vinyl (Part 1)

While we wait for mommy to get home and our dinner of cashew chicken, I’m enjoying our upstairs stereo set-up with one of the albums I smuggled back from Texas last week (from ‘Imagine Books & Records‘ – more to come on this place later).  In particular, I’m indulging in a little psychedelic gypsy Jazz Boner with the ‘Blowin’ Some Old Smoke‘  album by Gabor Szabo.


Released in 1970 and released on Buddha Records this is more of a Greatest Hits compilation by the noted Hungarian guitarist.

From the back of the album:

“Gabor Szabo defies description.  He plays guitar.  So does Clapton, Burrell, Hendrix, Montgomery.  All these players were tagged as falling into the Jazz or Rock bag.  This is upsetting.  They are all great players that transcend the critics’ penchants for categorizing.  Gabor Szabo has always been the maverick, hard to label.  The jazz purist shock his head no!  Certainly he could not be considered a rock player, or could he?  The answer was so obvious, Szabo plays MUSIC!

Okay, I can get behind that I suppose.

This collection of songs  includes such classic Szabo tunes as ‘Bacchanal‘, ‘Fire Dance‘ and ‘Galatea’s Guitar‘, as well as covers such as Donovan‘s ‘Sunshine Superman‘, the Beatles ‘Dear Prudence‘ and ‘Walk Away Rene‘  by the Left Banke.  You remember them right?

Of course you do.

Whatever, it all makes for some amazing hump day evening listening.

And, shit, it’s been playing for a while now – jazz – and neither girl has complained…like, at all.  Not.  One.  Word.  So, I’m personally taking this as huge victory into winning them over on the jazz front.


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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