The Daily Retro: Say Cheese-1960’s


Sunday Morning Music

It’s you again !

I hope you’re having a great weekend….

Thanks for joining us for another Sunday Morning Music Post.

Ready to hit
the Go-Go ?

Come on —

It’s a post full of
great 60’s music !!!!!gogo

Nothing goes better with a
beautiful summer’s day
than the summer
of love, right?

Janis Joplin —
” Summertime ” 


And be sure to let down your “Hair” !
Oliver —
” Good Morning Starshine “


But first,
a genuinely weird trippy song from 1971 —
by request for the Countess.

Middle of the Road
” Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep “


Andy Kim —
” Baby I Love You “


Cowsills —
” The Rain, The Park and Other Things”


Shocking Blue —
” Venus ” 


Canned Heat —ste
” On The Road Again (live) 


Edison Lighthouse —
” Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes “


Glen Campbell —
” Galveston ”


The Outsiders–
” I Can’t Wait Forever ” 


Mungo Jerry —
“In The Summertime ” 


Now, everybody knows I’m not
a big fan of this guy’s stuff …
But, this particular song
rings all kinds of bells for me.

Bobby Goldsboro —
” Summer (The First Time ) 


“Daydream Believer ” 


Now, I’m not saying
I might not sneak
in a more
current cut or two,
ya just never know.

Like this one from 1974:

First Class —radiola
” Beach Baby ” 



Or like this great cut from 1977.

Eddie and The Hot Rods —
Do Anything You Want To Do


Foghat —
“Slow Ride ” 


Gary Lewis and the Playboys —
( yes, he’s Jerry Lewis’s kid )
” She’s Just My Style ” 


And who doesn’t love
the long version of this one:i

Iron Butterfly —


The Doors —
“Summertime “-  ( Rare Bootleg) 


The Association —
” Along Comes Mary ” 


Our playlist this week —

CCR live at Woodstock .


And my dear friend Feve
sent me a few more road songs
for my not-a-theme-themed
post last week, and since the
week was half over before
I got it, I thought I’d add
it to this one instead !!!

The Civil Wars,
“My Father’s Father”
and Melissa Etheridge,
“You Can Sleep While I Drive”

Great music — Thanks, Feve !!!!!


Hey — that’s all for now.

Y’all Behave Yourselves, Now, Y’Hear ?



!!!!!!!!! Hoy !!!!!!!!!!!!!


A Space Case

I guess like a lot
of boys of
my generation,
I was space-nuts
when I was a kid.

I mean, anything that
had to do with
space exploration
or science fiction –
– man, I was into it.

And ,
once a year,
when my birthday
rolled around,
I always got to pick one present –
– not too expensive, mind you –
– from the local department store…..

Which meant ,
quite obviously,
some kinda space gadget
of one kind or another.

You might remember
my post about my
7th birthday present
a space-age toy ray gun –

– well, every year
( until I discovered girls ) 
I chose something like that….

My eighth was a ginchey
space helmet with ear plug
and a wire antenna that
worked on the tin can
and string principle.

High tech, right ?

Hey, it came
with a bonus –
– what else,
but another ray gun ?

By the time I was nine,
I had every space gizmo
that could be rendered
into a cheap plastic toy
I could get my greedy,
grubby little hands on –

– a lot of my friends had
lost interest in theirs,
and I seized my chance
to build a virtual empire
of used, unwanted
galactic space junk.

Unfortunately, that’s
about the time my
hormones really kicked in –

– so, my universal take-over
would, quickly enough,
be put on indefinite hold,
but it all got stashed
away safely in the garage,
for the day when my space
empire-building days would
return with a vengeance.

of course,
came the
incident –

— where-in,
somehow or other,
all of my astral treasures
were confused with trash
and jettisoned into the
of the local dump.

Nobody really
has a good
explanation on how all
that happened —


My Mother claims that
she was busy cleaning
the upstairs bathroom
when it happened ….

— and my Father
asserted until the
day he died that
the rental truck that
he was seen driving
was in no way
related to the

a likely story, man.

!!!! HOY !!!!!

Cooking Claptrap

It’s always nice to
get interesting
picture submissions —
although sometimes,
it can be an exercise
in ambivalence.

My friend Jen was nice
enough to send me a
couple of vintage recipe
cards that made me
very happy,
and awful queasy,
at the same time. 

After all —
the above recipe card
calls for making
something called
” Crown Roast
Of Frankfurters “-

— in other words,
Hot Dog-A-La-Fancy-Pants.

I dunno how many words
I can find to express my
horror at this idea, but :

come immediately to mind.

We’re not even gonna try
to deduce what that
off-white whipped looking
crap ( with pimentos? )
is on top of that mess —

so maybe they’re carrots.

Even worse.

Oh, and look —
it’s got Broccoli, too.

Can you say :
Burn The Cook At The Stake ?

Simple torture’s not good
enough for him, man.

I don’t have anything
against hot-dogs….

I love a giant all-beef dog
served Chicago style.

But don’t crap in my bowl
and tell me it’s
molasses and oatmeal.

That’s just wrong,
man, wrong.

And then,
for a side course,
I guess you could have
the ‘Jello and Limp
Leftover Vegetables’ salad…..

— my poor digital tummy !!!!!!

I’m almost speechless at
the level of feeble, uninspired,
shown in these recipes.

What I can say is –
these aren’t the only
horrible vintage
recipes out there.

And you can rest assured,
we here at the
Muscleheaded Blog
will keep you updated
and informed about ’em
as we find em.

we’re only doing our duty.

!!!!! CHEERS !!!!!!