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...himself sees it differently. "You come through the line and it's a different world," he says. "One second you're hearing and seeing people and all of a sudden you're in the secondary, moving and juking. When you're facing a linebacker you just wiggle your body, watch him go off in one direction and you take off in the other." If all the speed and twisting can be boiled down to one move, it is the "okey-doke." In the jive patter that Simpson sometimes favors, that is the split-second change...
Moondog Matinee: The Band (Capitol; $5.98). Until the release next month of the group's debut LP for Elektra/Asylum with Old Crony Bob Dylan, Band buffs will have to settle for this serenade to the juke joints of old. Robbie Robertson and colleagues have never turned their backs on the good old days of rock 'n' roll when they worked as the Hawks. In this newly recorded collection of golden oldies by the likes of Chuck Berry (Promised Land) and Fats Domino (I'm Ready), it is easy to see why. Is there another rock combo...
...Beach Boys. Three months ago I was carefully screening my bars. For a while I wasn't drinking anywhere if the juke box didn't have "Sail on Sailor." Never got past that song for the rest of the album, though. My connections with the Beach Boys are tenuous; really only a group of friends who, juiced, are wont to slobber through "ba-ba-ba-ba-barbara ann." I've always felt a little sorry for the Beach Boys, because it is their singular misfortune to represent rock at its nadir, the post-payola early sixties. I've also resented...
...Beach Boys. Three months ago I was carefully screening my bars. For a while I wasn't drinking anywhere if the juke box didn't have "Sail on Sailor." Never got past that song for the rest of the album, though. My connections with the Beach Boys are tenuous; really only a group of friends who, juiced, are wont to slobber through "ba-ba-ba-ba-barbara ann." I've always felt a little sorry for the Beach Boys, because it is their singular misfortune to represent rock at its nadir, the post-payola early sixties. I've also resented...
...Vassar. But for the same reason Cliffies don't frequent Charlie's Place, you rarely find Vassar girls in Sal's. You find guys in Union College windbreakers, computer programmers, community college girls, and, being that it's New York, high school seniors. It's a bar whose juke box is evenly split between Chicago and Grand Funk. (Once, one Friday night, after I learned that the way to sidestep the dollar bottled beers is to be drunk before you leave the house, I waded through Squire's to the juke box, and in a real fit of ill-will...