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Sunday, October 18, 2026

Willie Buck & the Secret 4 feat. Anthony Bruno

Walk On In   double album

(Arrow)



The pairing of Chicago Blues eminence Willie and the Secret 4 ("Link Wray meets Johnny Thunders") allowed for dynamic interpretations of roots-level compositions that commenced feet to shuffling, and swelled within listeners gladness at the fact of life. 'Cause despite hardships that come with the territory, there's a whole bunch of good stuff, too; these 15 tracks are fine examples of the latter.

As is already well-known by afficianados of matters spring-heeled and slick, the Secret 4 is a formidable Blues/Rockabilly/ Jazz powerhouse. Guest saxophonist Bruno, whose previous efforts included ones with the Temptations and Four Tops, hefts a horn "rich and warm, it blows smoke rings and gets soulful, contemporary curves," penned Jazz Weekly.

88 year-old Mr. Buck, of course, looms astride it all, voicing stories as only a soul who's survived each lyric can.

Recommended: "Big Boss Man," "Walk On In," "Ever Change," "Walk'n By Myself," "King Bee," "Can't Be Satisfied," "Lucky Lou," "Wild Rock'n," "Willie's Boogie"

Videos: "Big Boss Man"   "Walk'n By Myself"   "Can't Be Satisfied"   "Lucky Lou"   "Wild Rock'n"   "Willie's Boogie"


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Willie, the Secret 4, and saxophonist Anthony Bruno




Vince Lightning & the ThunderBoltZ

Veni Vidi Vincey   digital, limited-edition vinyl

(Lightning Records)




The Lieutenant ripped the dispatch from the printer and ran to the chief's office.


"Chief! Chief!"

The grizzled 30-year veteran looked up from his paperwork. "Boy, you know better than to come runnin' in here..."

"But this is BIG!" His hand shaking, the aide handed his boss the dispatch.

"VINCE LIGHTNING?!" The chief nearly fell off his chair. "AND THE THUNDERBOLTZ?!"

His shoulders slumped, the Chief trudged to the window. "Real peaceful little town, we used to have..."

Just as alarm is triggered in Squaresburg, excitement rockets in cool precincts. Vince and dive-battering colleagues specialize in lofty- volume Rock'n'Roll that knows how best to incorporate the lessons of Union Ave. and of later rip-and-stitch sects. (Dig: Swervy licks torn off in "Pop Star Egos" evidence Mistah Johnny's evergreen impact.)

Recommended: "Stuck On Amber," "Jealousy (Is Killing Me)," "Teenage Rebellion," "Pop Star Egos," "Too Much Beer and Cigarettes," "What's Your Name," "Can't Let Go," "In Another World"

Videos: "Stuck On Amber"   "Jealousy (Is Killing Me)" (live in Bromley)   "Too Much Beer and Cigarettes"


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The Lincolns

Do You Remember   digital and physical

(Trater Records)



It was in 2020 that Trater issued these Australian Teds' most recent disc. But the sideburned chain-swingers have since continued burning down houses in steady roadwork. (Forthcoming stage-demolitions are scheduled.) If any non-rocker mistakenly walked into a rave-up gig, they'd surely leave all shook up by the swinging drug called Bopaphine.

Recommended: "Boogiefried," "Mama Don't Like It," "Cry Cry Cry," "Honey Bee" "All the Tears She Cried," "Two Parts Whiskey," "Voodoo Doll"

Videos: "Mama Don't Like It"   "All the Tears She Cried"   "Two Parts Whiskey"


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LenneBrothers Band

Boogie Woogie Queen   best of compilation

(AGR Television Records)



"Doin' what we love, and lovin' what we do / We hold onto that way of life as long as we are able to!" exults main voice/piano player Ele Koch, early on in "Far from the Charts." Such lot is familiar to many toiling admirably in roots genres -- too cool for the mainstream. They slog on, though, for their love for sounds birthed in days of white walls and I Like Ike lashes them on. 

As Prof. Drainpipe-Trousers might impart, the LenneBrothers Band rose quickly in the 2017 wake of the famed LenneRockers. Ele and Teddy Koch presumably had way too much of the good stuff surging through their hearts to call it a day. So, back in the saddle again. And if you can't dance, they're gonna show you how.

(Included w/disc is 20-page booklet.)

Recommended: "High-Class Lady," "Crazy Heart," "Rocky Road Blues," "Scandinavian Rock," "Far from the Charts," "Women, Booze, and Rock'n'Roll," "Mississippi Delta Blues," "She's a Reb," "Try Hard, Dig Deep, Break Through," "Crazy Little Teddy Girl," "Boogie Woogie Queen," "Hot Rod Baby" (live)

Videos: "High Class Lady" (video by NIKI)   "Far from the Charts" (2009 video)   "She's a Reb"   "Crazy Little Teddy Girl"   "Boogie Woogie Queen"   


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CaNibAL BABY

Rushing Argentinian Punk makes merry with spare sound, basic line-up, and Juana Rinaldi's cheeky declarations. Lo-fi production values are their own reward.

Video: "Frente Partida Al Medio"


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Grey Delisle

Her unassuming voice glides through front-room Country ambling, wrought in hand-tooled manner by Blue Ribbon Boys Jacob Woodside, Jonny Bowler, and Eddie Clendening. Grey shares plaintive testimony of abandonment and new romantic reaching. Given her acheful desire, resistance would be both ice-hearted and pretty dumb.

Video: "Hello, I'm Lonesome" (Bopflix session)


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Charms from Beyond, Everlasting Cerebrum, and the Cult-Movie Otherworld



As double-features go, this 1962 pairing took the fur-lined teacup. (No one knows precisely what that means.) They offered much to appreciate, for those who savor uncanniness shot through with sci-fi goofiness (Star Creatures) and/or macabre concepts (Brain).

Speculation is that these cult-revered curiosities joined in common cause because other films wanted no part of them.  


Invasion of the Star Creatures




Invasion was written by Jonathan Haze, who'd played Seymour in Roger Corman's 1960 Little Shop of Horrors. Some outdoor scenes were filmed at California's Bronson Canyon. 

(As is well known to connoisseurs of 3AM TV and struggling grindhouses, Invasion was but one b/w flicker staged at Bronson Canyon. The long list includes White Zombie, Robot Monster, It Conquered the World, Teenagers From Outer Space, and Earth vs. the Spider. Too, the Bronson cave served as the Batcave entrance on 1960s TV. Holy ubiquity!) 

Army privates Philbrick and Penn --Bob Ball and Frankie Ray (Perilli) -- are crass, markedly boneheaded bunglers. They trade Noo Yawk wise-guyisms like legal-age Bowery Boys, while mishandling mundane duties, lamenting their khaki lot, and dreaming of astronaut uplift. (Diminutive Ball tends toward whininess; for his part, would-be domineering Ray sports eyebrows of Grouchoesque bounty.)

The under-used Trustin Howard, billed as Slick Slavin, bops around the base as hipster Sergeant Glory.



"Hey man, what's goin' on here," he demands of Frankie. "Like, man - what's happenin'? Like man, you're really swingin'! Where were you headed?" 

"To the Moon," Frankie replies.

"Yeah? What's playin'?"

Bob: "Where is it?" 

"What?" 

"The moon!" 

The finger-popping Glory cracks "Man, I don't know! This ain't my neighborhood!...Hey listen: Both you cats gon' be way out, if you don't get over to the colonel's office!"

"The colonel?!"

"That's right, dad! The Big Bird! The way the eagle flies! So let's get with it. 'Cause I'm your sergeant, y'know what I mean, man?! Come on, get with it!"

Glory marches them off, finger-snapping double-time.

Once inside Col. Awol's office, the sergeant intones "Okay, you men. The colonel's gonna say somethin' important!"

"Now, you men know why you're here." pompously officious (and dunder-pated) Colonel Awol struts. "No, no! 'Course you don't! How could you? Top security! I'll be brief. If there's anything I like, it's a brief briefing! No shilly shallying around, or beating around the bush! I like to set my sights on the target, take aim, and get to the point! What's the point? Oh, yes! Top secret! It concerns... concerns...Sergeant, what does it concern?"

(And yes, it's more than passing strange that Haze was assumedly paid for scripting this.)

Moving forward, Penn and Philbrick explore the cave lair of statuesque, 7-foot pin-ups Prof. Tanga and Dr. Puna -- skintight scanties-clad invaders from planet Kalar -- along with their strong-arm "Vegemen." (Extras in full-body costumes that incorporated burlap, stockings, and ping-pong-ball eyes. The get-ups may have been constructed in a fifth-grade art class.)

Tanga and Puna explain that their bark-hided and mute musclemen are organically germinated from flower pots. Plant-hands are seen gesturing from potted soil.

(In the trailer, a narrator terms them 'gigantic, man-like robots.' But no one in the film ever mentions robotics. 'Continuity Supervisor' is not a position listed in ending credits.)



The outer-space glamour scientists assert early on that they're conquering Earth to accomodate excess Kalar population. But just minutes later, they contradict that rationale by declaring they're invading to save war-happy Earth from itself -- a fairly common sci- fi film trope.

In a later moment, Puna drops the astral pin-ups' usual formal, didactic tone: "That's right, Daddy-o! You're a real square!"

Tanga explains "That was just some of the crude expressions we assimilated from one of your fellow natives."

Philbrick and Penn whirl to exchange glances: "Sergeant Glory!!"




Before and after the cave encounter, there parade basically go-nowhere sequences: A carnival-musical military march, the Three Stooges' chase-through-multiple doorways gag (adapted to inner cave gateways), and an Indian powwow. 

Sporadically popping up are references to "Space Commander Connors," and related rings/fan-club membership.

Sneaking back into the astro-lasses' lair, Philbrick and Penn go wacky with every control dial in sight, swerving the intended conquest irrevocably off discipline. (I believe the technical term is discombobulated.)

It is when the bumbling soldiers introduce kissing to the crestfallen brainy babes, though, that the conclusion is cast. (Electrical static accompanies each liplock.) 

In the final scene, the smiling four speed off in an army jeep bannered "Just Married."

(Frankie Ray Perilli went on to write for various comedians, including Lenny Bruce, whom he also managed for a time.)


The Brain That Wouldn't Die

Better living through medical madness?



Early on, young surgeon/radical experimenter Dr. Bill Cortner happens upon his fiance Jan's just-wrecked car. He wraps her decapitated head in his coat and scurries to his home lab, where he's assisted by a one-good-armed man on whom he's experimented before. 

Twisted notions churn in the windmills of Dr. Bill's mind.

Jan Cortner's head is re-animated via who-knows-what fluids fed through various tubery. Her eyes open, she beholds her ghastly circumstance. Jan immediately pleads for death's release. But the mad doctor has a warped strategy: Transplant his betrothed's skull onto another woman's body.

During that initial lab scene, Dr. Bill peers through the window of a locked lab side door. He grimaces. A hulking it-thing with grossly mishapen cranium, the sad product of a previous botched experiment, is cowering in shadows, having pounded on the door for hours. (And that pounding would become more insistent.)

Throughout much of the flick thereafter, the fever-minded medico frequents strip bars, also considering models, determined to find a female form suitable for heh-heh-heh. He even haunts the apartment camera-club of old aquaintance Doris, a facially scarred figure model. 

(One silent photographer in the scant scene is Sammy Petrillo. Together with Duke Mitchell, Petrillo had imitated Martin and Lewis in 1952's Bela Lugosi Meets a Brooklyn Gorilla.)





Poor Jan stews in absolute despisal of the crackpot who'd put his own peculiar passions above her dignity. She establishes a telepathic link with the as-yet unseen wretch behind the locked side door. A bizarre kinship evolved.

The bad doctor lures camera-club figure-model Doris to his home, with promises to rectify her scarring. He surreptitiously drugs her, though, scheming scalpel deviltry

Conclusive minutes then fly past, staggering imagery their baggage. Jan and the beastly practitioner trade shouts; the two-legged botchman bashes the locked door into splinters, setting on bloody rampage; and the entire lab bursts into conflagration. 

(In a rare positive moment, the freed grotesquerie carries sedated Doris to safety - the beast proving beauty's savior.)

With apologies to Burns, even the best-laid plans of mice and madmen...



Readers curious as to whether Invasion of the Star Creatures or The Brain That Wouldn't Die received any organization's Best Picture trophy can research independently. I've neither the time nor inclination. Besides, scholarship can get in the way of a good time.


Invasion of the Star Creatures Trailer

Star Creatures Teaching kissing clip (1:56)

a bucket of blood trailer

Phantom A.D. song video "The Brain That Wouldn't Die"




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