... who prolly never heard of Brother Dave Gardner. Which is one of those curses that comes with livin' north o' the Mason-Dixon Line. But... be ignorant no more because ignorance is a curse in and of itself, almost as bad as bein' born a Yankee. I'll forgive one... which is an accident of birth... but not the other, which is a willful choice. Well, sometimes both of those things are willful choices but let us not moralize, let's just get to the funny.
You may wonder why I'm posting an obscure Suthin' Comic, and you're prolly justified in your wonderin'. The briefest of explanations: Brother Dave happened to come up in conversation at Blog-Bud Andy's place. Then there's the fact that Brother Dave is talkin' about some mo'sickle riders I've known in the past; that's no small matter amongst the biker fraternity. So... 2+2= 5, as it sometimes turns out to be. Fate and the minds of semi-senile Old Men work in mysterious ways.
Listened to that, and I feel a whole lot mo' suthin' now.
ReplyDeleteAnd Brother Dave got the hair! That's an almost Romney-Awesome hairdo.
Ah, well then. My work here is (almost) done. Convertin' Yankees is a callin' o' the HIGHEST order. ;-)
ReplyDeleteAndy Griffith meets Lord Buckley.
ReplyDeleteThe final line about turning her head around, reminds me of that joke where this guy calls 911 to report he accidently shot and he thinks he might of killed his hunting buddy.
ReplyDeleteOperator: "Well now, go check on him and make sure if he's dead"
BAM, BAM!
Hunter: "OK, maam, he's dead..."
I'm about as Suthin' as they come, but somewhere I missed Brother Dave, and that's okay with me.
ReplyDeleteRejoice, Dear Hearts!
ReplyDeleteI forget which album it is, but on one of them, recorded in a Hot Springs "private nightclub" during the gambling heyday, you can hear my Mama's very distinctive laughter!
ReplyDeleteGrew up listening to Brother Dave on the Hi-Fi. Still makes me laugh.
Barry: Astute observation, that!
ReplyDeleteAnon: Heh.
Lou: Brother Dave might be an acquired taste.
Rob: Yup!
Moogie: He still makes me laugh, too. I was surprised to see there are many of his routines on YouTube. Ain't technology grand?
I gave my brother in law a Brother Dave album sometime back in the '60s, can't remember which one. The excerpt from the album you posted had a line that brought back a memory to me. The line where Dave talks about the guy's boot taps making sparks on the pavement. There was a moto-cycle gang of guys at our HS who all wore black leather jackets and those boots with the taps on them. When three or four of them walked down the hall, they sounded like Sammy Davis, Gene Kelly, and Fred Astaire in a dance off. Of course, all the teachers would frown and look away. And those taps did spark at night.
ReplyDeleteBROTHER DAVE! LOL!!! Talk about memories!
ReplyDeleteI didn't grow up in the South, but used to listen to rock & roll late-nite over WLAC out of Nashville in 50s'early 60s (sponsored by "Randy's Record Shop"--Gallatin, Tenn) and was introduced to the good "brother" Red Foxx, Moms Mabley, etc as a callow youth--another universe to this young Prairie Stater...
And then once I got to Baton Rouge in '62! EVERYONE had a Brother Dave Album...Man..memories...
Note to Virgil: I listened to the big 50K watt WLAC too in the mid and late '50s only I lived in Nashville. Great R&B and early Rock and Roll. The DJ's were great too--Hoss Allen, Gene Nobles, John R. and Herman Grizzard. I thought they were all black guys, but they weren't! When I worked in Gallatin in the '70s, I passed by the old Randy's Record shop almost every day at lunch time. At first it was still a record store, but later Wood must have sold it because it became a doughnut shop. Not sure what it is now.
ReplyDeleteI admit I'm a Yankee who's never heard of Brother Dave, until you just introduced me. Consider me enlightened now.
ReplyDelete...almost as bad as bein' born a Yankee.
ReplyDeleteAhem.
Dan: We had the same sorta biker crowd when I was in high school. Most of 'em were wanna-bees, but there were a few who actually HAD mo'sickles.
ReplyDeleteVirgil: Brother Dave blew me away the first time I saw him. Seriously.
Consider me enlightened now.
I get the feelin' "enlightened" ain't the same as "impressed," Red. True?
Kris: Like I said, an accident of birth. I'm sure you'd have made an excellent Southern Lady had you been fortunate enough to be raised in the South. ;-)
Bucko, I'm a'workin' on the award. Thanks for the "super secret" reminder...
ReplyDeleteWorn to a nub, but I'll get a round tuit.
Dude, I've gotta go Youtubing and see if I can find some Garland McKee...I think that was his name...gonna go look.
He's almost as funny as Wendy Bagwell.
I came up empty on Garland McKee, Andy... but I DID find Wendy Bagwell and watched/listened to the Volkswagen story. Pretty good!
ReplyDeleteOh yeah...Old Ralph's VW.
ReplyDeleteI posted that one in the way back. Dude, the one about the five blind black gospel singers, and the cat loose in the church still makes me keel over.
Oh man, we wore out Brother Dave's LPs when I was a kid, and the biker bit was an alltime favorite! I used to recite it verbatem back in the day lol.
ReplyDeleteI hear a lot of his stuff on XM's Laugh USA, but haven't heard the biker bit in over 30 years; THANKS Buck!