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My thoughts while listening to this record:
“this is the worst local record I’ve ever heard. I’ll write a post on how it is the most awful.”
“this is the best local record I’ve ever heard.”
“I want to turn this into a one-man play. Could I use that as a school assignment somehow?”
“Does this only work at certain times?”
“Oh, shit, the Pistons are back on.”
“They’re getting blown out. I’m just going to roll with this record.”
Listen to the song, “Moses”. It was the song that I happened to record while listening to the record. It kinda reminds me of a 70s funk story song, like Papa Was A Rolling Stone, or like Freddie’s Alive And Well by The Spirit of Atlanta, or like the JJ Barnes album I took home and have meaning to write about (I’ll post it soon!).
It’s exactly like that except that it’s the complete opposite. Which makes it awesome. It’s awesome and I’m glad I have it in my collection. Tonight is the first time I’ve really listening to it. I’ve had it for about three months.
What I’m sayin’ is I’m so glad that they decided to press this on the Third Firkin Music Company record label circa 1979.
Please listen to the entire song and focus deeply. Then argue against the awesomeness of Don Wharton. I bet that’s an argument you just can’t win. I’ll bet you two McDonald’s double cheeseburgers on it. Or Sausage Egg McMuffins.
Notes: I made the executive decision to break the song “Moses” into to part 1 and part 2. My reasons for this are to pay tribute to how it would have most likely been traditionally been recorded and labeled as with a successful R&B label. Please disregard my including a bit of Part 1 in Part 2. Just listen to it twice. And also, I let Part 2 run into the next song, titled, “None Of My Business”. It only plays the first few seconds. You can only imagine how the rest of song goes. Maybe, just, maybe, if the stars align correctly one night, I’ll post the whole song. But I wouldn’t bet the farm on it. And speaking of farms, my freezer is full of venison. A spike buck. I can’t decide if I want to make the antler I didn’t shoot off into a handle for a truth stick, or if I want to keep it intact like it is.
Part 1:
Part 2:
*I’m going to go ahead and post this w/out a pic, although when I do post the album cover and back, it will greatly enhance the article. On the picture of his family on the back cover, Don is looks like a cross between Elvis and the local Ypsilanti small church pastor down the street from my house. He is smiling proudly off to the distance while accompanied in the photo shoot with his nice looking wife and young baby girl, whose eyes and facial expression strike an eery resemblance to her father, the great Don (One Man Show) Wharton. Baby Girl, what are you doing now?
