Holy shit! Only two songs today!
Thank you Quentin Tarantino for putting together a kick ass soundtrack for Pulp Fiction (one of my favorite movies of all time).
I’d never heard Jungle Boogie before seeing it in Pulp Fiction – which I saw for the first time at the now-closed theatre in Bethesda where you could order food and drink beers.
This is a great song to sing in the car. In the living room. Anywhere, really. And while I don’t boogie too good, I’ve been known to get up on one toe to the Pulp Fiction soundtrack – particularly Misirlou.
Hollywood Swinging https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YK-cvcw3ngM popped up next, which always makes me think of Grand Theft Auto 3, which was like playing in Scarface’s Miami. There was a mini game where you could dance to Hollywood Swinging. Also great soundtracks – GTA games. In the past, I sometimes would turn the game on, hijack a car, and then turn on the radio and work (the work part happening in real life).
I know, shocking, another Johnny Cash song.
We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout.
Johnny and June are great in this. I think my favorite version is the Live From San Quentin concert album. But any version will do. The video below is from the Ralph Emery show, which until 5 minutes ago I had no idea had ever existed.
One, TV has come a LOOOOONNNGGGG way. Two, look at those skinny ankle pants and heels Cash is sporting. Three, and the reason I like this so much, I love how he drifts off and gives her the spotlight for her time on the Mic. When they met, she was the bigger star with her sisters and I just love how he gave his wife space to shine on her own. And she was a damn fine singer in her own right.
What a great, messy love story those two had together.
Jackson, in addition to being one of my cats, is also one of the turning points in my life. I stayed at Aunt Lila’s one evening in the fall of senior year for a college interview – can’t remember if that was at Millsaps or if we drove on to somewhere else. Obviously wasn’t that impressed or didn’t get in if I can’t remember now! Anyway, a path not taken.
I do know that if the auto dealership two years later in Hattiesburg, MS (where I went to University of Southern Miss) had had the part to fix my Chevy Spectrum around about September 1990, I would’ve been in Jackson visiting a girl I had a huge crush on (and I’m pretty sure the feeling was swinging around to mutual – and she was getting over the idea that she was a few years older) instead of at a room party in my friend Jason’s suite where I met my future ex-wife.
Due to a delayed auto part, which I think was accidentally mailed to a different garage, course of my life – irrevocably altered. Casey and Lauren should both NEVER complain about slow mail delivery. Ever.
I don’t think Ms. Jackson and I would’ve gotten married in a fever, but who knows. One of those big “what if’s”.
Anyhoo, take it away Johnny and June.