
Dion (free of The Belmonts here) barks like a dog, and changes lyrics like crazy. ("It was the end!") Jerry Lee can't remember Lloyd Price's name, but he pounds the song out all the same, with classic "Killer" boogie-woogie piano.
"[War comics and spy novels, like violent Italian pulp novels and folk-ballads]... do not present their materials as jokes or made-up stories at all, but as factual relations concerning the violent and insensate actions of real persons, generally named, and implied to be historical, such as Blackbeard and Rasputin.In other words, when Stag tells a bartender to kiss his ass, and eludes the police through sheer badness, he helps us ameliorate our own fears and demons. (I'm not comfortable with what this means about Elvis's personal demons being exorcised in this performance, really, but I've always thought of him as a big goofy kid anyway.)
What is suggested here is not that all these stories are necessarily true ... What is meant is that these stories and individuals do personify what the tellers and singers well know to be real but inexplicable peculiarities of human behavior, which they are attempting somehow to fit into a rational view of the world, whether as horror or as humor. [This process of making horror innocuous] represents an effective and time-tested folk method of dealing with the unbearable abnormalities of human conduct..."
Another defunct music blog? Yes. But it's MY defunct music blog. I know all the links are down. Solutions will be slow in coming, but I AM working on it. Sorry.