Rubber Dolly Redux–Dedicated To Linda Ronstadt

When Linda Ronstadt was interviewed here in San Francisco @ the long-hidden & splendid treasure of the Nourse Theater, as part of City Arts & Lectures, she spoke about family gatherings that revolved around making music & explaining that her career was an extension of this wonderful experience. Why Rubber Dolly, not forgotten, but not recently on my mind, popped back into place, I shall never know–but I am so glad it did. Our gatherings & music making (that’s a huge stretch of the concept) was more on the street urchin level, but family is where ever you find it, I suppose? How I EVER got away with throwing gravel at passing cars is BEYOND my wildest sensibility, considering how my mother would have beat me into a coma, had she found out how our bicycle-based music was sometimes punctuated. (Maybe it was pre-Anti-War Protest instinct?) At last, what never came out in formal any formal Confession: Confessions of a Former Car Gravel Tosser. Don’t do this, at home, or with others. But, please, do make music, without the gravel.

And the next Rubber Dolly installation is Ella Fitzgerald with some additions & fixes. The strange irony of the “out there” dutch music productions your online bootleg cyberstore pretty much confirms more of the information that Linda Ronstadt shared concerning the nature of how Internet has degraded the business of making a living as a chanteuse.

The final one in this cut (saying it this way to sound as if I am in the business) is by Woody Guthrie. The lyrics are significantly toned down, but you can experience that this is somewhat like linguistics, simply different ways of expressing the same concept. Adios & Ciao!

The Clap Song–Wash Your Damned Hands!

Got you to look. The summer before I started 5th grade, I remember all of us in our little section of the town would ride our bicycles & wear this song out. We just sang it over & over & over & over, absolutely at the tops of our post industrial revolution lungs. We must have caused many crimes to be secretly committed due to our parents going over the edge. Yes, it’s true, we created the NEED for things like Valium, then Prozac. There was never an end to our larger-than-life bicycle performances of this song. We were there before there was Cirque du Soleil, before Elvis got fat, before Nancy Sinatra discovered boots. Our little small-town gang thing. What talent that went undiscovered! Well, here’s to that memory….just scroll down. And, it just goes to show you, you always learn something when you have these moments (they aren’t always ‘fits’!)–

Ladies & Gentlemen, The Clapping Song featuring Shirley Ellis!

And if you miss the bus, just let it go–watching this is more fun than being on time! One of the fun things I learned by doing just this tiny bit of research (after I had my fit of nostalgia) that the Rubber Dolly song is a bluegrass/folk classic & has been around for generations. Here is a concert version, without lyrics.

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