Get out your white go-go boots and Velveeta, it’s White Trash Night at the Froggy Bottom Lounge!
Let’s get started with the tunes first…here’s an old fave:
And how about a little ditty for all us girls from the most eligible bachelor at the bar:
Let me lay my sorry trip on you.
Won’t you meet me by the river, little darling’?
I might just let you see my bad tattoo.
Well I was gonna bring you flowers, but I didn’t.
It’s the thought that counts and I think I’m a bit too broke.
But there’s some change in my ashtray–maybe just enough to pay.
For a half pint of somethin’, probably make us choke.
CHORUS:
Well you know I’d rather not go and meet your family.
They’d probably send me back where I belong.
Don’t want to hear about Mr. Right.
‘Cause he’s out of town tonight.
Baby come and spend some time with Mr. Wrong.
I drive a one-eyed Malibu without a muffler.
And a tape deck that works if you kick it hard enough.
And baby if you like to read, I’ve got some great pornography.
And a ten pound flashlight rolling in the trunk.
Now, do you have a girlfriend and does she look as good as you?
Would she like to meet my brother?
He’ll be out of jail in a month or two.
Where I come from they call me Mr. Wrong.”
-Cracker
Almost forgot, we need something to eat:
This hearty meal goes well with sports.
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Line a muffin tin with bologna slices (red ring removed).
Crack an egg into the center of each bologna cup.
Sprinkle each with salt and black pepper.
Bake until firm.
Add a slice of Velveeta to each cup and bake until melted. Yummy!
And of course, it wouldn’t be happy hour without the cocktails! Straight from some southern transplant’s secret recipe file (I had to beg her to share it with me)…the Redneck Margarita:
1 can frozen limeade
1 lime, sliced in half
Pour beer into a large pitcher. Add still-frozen limeade and stir to combine. (Stirring with a metal utensil can reduce foam.) Allow foam to settle. Squeeze half a lime into pitcher. Finely slice the other lime half and place into pitcher, for garnish. Pour into chilled glasses and serve cold.
So pull your plastic-slipcovered chair up to the bar and have a few 4s on me…
Anybody want a Tang sandwich?
More southern music – “High on the Hog” by Black Oak Arkansas – sentiments and environment similar to the lyrics you quote above.
More importantly; week almost done!
Woo-hoo! It’s been positively spring-like here today, by the way.
Here as well, though the rain lingered on most of the day. Time to call it a day – heading for curly’s.
Did someone mention Southern Culture?
You are so cultured, brendan…
Did you do your bluegrass coffeeshop tune thing the other night?
Hi Cabin, Ask. Can I get me some of that there cocktail? I’m not sure about them bologna cups – scary!
Sorry my boots are all muddy from the rain. I brought one of my favorite John Prine tunes:
We had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there.
Well, it’d been years since the kids had grown,
A life of their own left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
And I still don’t know what for, don’t matter anymore.
Chorus:
Ya’ know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev’ry day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, “Hello in there, hello.”
Me and Loretta, we don’t talk much more,
She sits and stares through the back door screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we’ve both seen.
Someday I’ll go and call up Rudy,
We worked together at the factory.
But what could I say if asks “What’s new?”
“Nothing, what’s with you? Nothing much to do.”
Repeat Chorus:
So if you’re walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Please don’t just pass ’em by and stare
As if you didn’t care, say, “Hello in there, hello.”
That’s such a sad song…
I think we need to start our own chapter of this organization:
Not to sure about the southern part.
and for those who missed the earlier cafe here is the link to my latest podcast
GLBT News, Republican Pedophiles Protected by Texas Governor, and an ’08 Presidential Endorsement
Some good music, a few choice curse words and me. LOL I guess that makes it southern. LOL
Tori Amos and Rufus Wainwright!
Off to check out the podcast…
LOL I do have quite an eclectic music collection. Hope you enjoy the podcast!!!
and an abbreviated…unfortunately…vocal interpretation:
enjoy!
ps: CG, sign me up for the MRC…that’s a movement I can support
march on the pentagon: 3.17.07
Draft Al Gore: 2008
Is that a real frog?
I think the first real-life meeting of the MRC is going to be taking place in about an hour…
I really miss those days, and all my fringed clothes.
I love Jolene. 🙂
(h/t biomes blog)
That’s a great video and happy story.