One of the greatest rock and roll clips in the history of television:
My brother loved Bo Diddley so much that he named a dog after him. And when I watch this clip, I know why.
This is the ultimate in cool. In rhythm. In danger. This is raw, primal and overtly (and almost shockingly) sexual for 1965. I only thing I don't love about this is that Diddley's maracas player Jerome Green was gone from Diddley's band by then. Green is arguably the greatest and most unique sideman is rock and roll history. Check him out here on the Ed Sullivan Show in 1955, which probably sent white America into panic mode.
This is the ultimate in cool. In rhythm. In danger. This is raw, primal and overtly (and almost shockingly) sexual for 1965. I only thing I don't love about this is that Diddley's maracas player Jerome Green was gone from Diddley's band by then. Green is arguably the greatest and most unique sideman is rock and roll history. Check him out here on the Ed Sullivan Show in 1955, which probably sent white America into panic mode.
Bo Diddley was born on December 30, 1928, but I am celebrating his birthday today, just because.
Maybe to distract myself from yet another mass shooting in the United States of Gun Nuts.
Maybe to distract myself from yet another mass shooting in the United States of Gun Nuts.
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