One man band, sloppy blues schtick that really really works. Another brain damaged Tucsonan. He was half of the infamous Doo Rag, formerly of Mondo Guano (a band that along with The Napkins injected life back into the anemic Tucson scene ca. 1990). The music has sloppy blues derivitive elements of a funnerTom Waits, but is more along the lines of a low-fi early John Spencer/Pussy Galore. He is noted for singing while wearing a modified motorcycle helmet with an exit tube for his voice. When I saw Doo Rag at the Chameleon in ’94 the tube led into a vacuum cleaner, then out of an old Victrola speaker (the drummer played an empty budwieser cardboard box). He plays a screwed up Dobro that’s tuned all funky. The general effect is like drinking a six-pack, hyperventilating and then immediately doing a huge bong (if you’ve never tried that I strongly suggest you do, at least once in your life; just make sure theres nothing to break your front teeth on nearby when you face plant).

1) swingy upbeat smarmy “hang on St Christopher” feel, epic title track
2) sloppier self description of his one-man-band schtick, with Tucson ref, speaking frankly to the “audience”, uses the words “asshole” and “boobies”, so…
3) lots of use of the word “tit”, so…. Otherwise it’s a classic
4) full band feel, upbeat swamp, all cylinders
5) upbeat boogie blues
6) mid pace swingy
7) instrumental more acoustic feel, brain damaged blues
8) upbeat, yee-haw
9) slower swingy instrumental, full “band”
10) upbeat spastic instrumental
11) upbeat swamp, sex innuendo lyrics (as per usual)
12) quintessential upbeat bob log/doo rag, upbeat instrumental jam out
13) spazzed out fast with strange sounds