Sometimes, You Just Can’t Get Enough Stan Ridgway
Especially when he and his band, Wall of Voodoo, have been retro-cranked through a wall of synthesizers to perfectly mimic the Spaghetti Western sound of gritty rockabilly tunes. (As Mrs. Polly notes, “It’s like Johnny Cash and Harry Dean Stanton had an illegitimate son and named him Stan.”)
In case you’re wondering, here’s the list of reasons WoV thinks most people are motivated to relocate in the Wild West:
“There’s a conflict,” he said, “there’s a conflict
Between land and people
The people have to go
They’ve come all the way out here to make mining claims
To do automobile body work
To gamble
Take pictures
To not have to do laundry
To own a mini-bike
Have their own CB radios and air conditioning
Good plumbing for sure
And to sell Time/Life books and to work in a deli
To have a little chili every morning
And maybe… maybe to own their own gas stations again
And take drugs
Have some crazy sex
But above all, above all, to have a fair shake
To get a piece of the rock and a slice of the pie
And spit out of the window of your car and not have the wind blow it back in your face”
For me, it would be enough just to see the Milky Way one more time, or to run my wounded brain through a sweat lodge for an hour or so. (More Voodoo Hoodoo to come when the right moment strikes.)
Posted by StrangeAppar8us on 12/11/12 at 09:24 PM • Permalink
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