Monday, December 31, 2012

found poem 2012 | assembled from the pages of the new yorker

The morning was cold and the sky was bright.
Aretha Franklin wore a large and interesting hat.

There's something ridiculous about a woman
who takes seven husbands
as if she had rummaged through the drawers of masculinity
and come up with seven dwarves.

The real hippie
is neither biddable
nor daft.

by Ron Reed

Sunday, December 30, 2012

photo | eastvan moving

stephen adly guirgis | begging god for an ounce of daylight

Fear has cost me years of my life, it has been at the root of my depression, and it has inflicted a lot of real pain on me and, by association, on others. I have found that – for me – the only thing that truly relieves that fear, that allows me the liberation to try to live and to work and to be the person that I want to be – the person that I am – is to have some kind of connection and relationship with “God”, or, as I often rebelliously address Him – “fuckin’ God.”

I don’t want God in my life. At all. Ever. Trust me. And I don’t know what God is. But, what I grudgingly – very grudgingly – admit, is that I need Him. You may read this play and love it. Or maybe you’ll hate it. Maybe you’ll skip over it entirely, or skim it and get bored. I don’t know. But I need to say that, in the end, in the pathetic, sad hours, after all the cigarettes have been smoked and every tool of procrastination exploited, what got this play written was me getting on my knees on the linoleum floor of my kitchen and begging God for an ounce of daylight. And those ounces came despite my best efforts to ignore them. Maybe this only proves that God can help you write a shitty play, I don’t know. I’m not here to sell God. I’m the kid who stole money out of the church collection plate to buy nickel bags and play pinball – and I wouldn’t put it past me to try it again. But, this God stuff is true. For me.

Stephen Adly Guirgis
author of Jesus Hopped the 'A' Train, The Last Days of Judas Iscariot
in "Best Plays of 2000: New Playwrights' Series"
photo: Rob Olguin in Jesus Hopped the 'A' Train

Sunday, December 23, 2012

j.b. priestley | after finishing

After finishing a piece of work that has been long and rather difficult, I have a sense of the satisfaction that can expand into delight. This does not come from surveying the work done, for at these times I am rarely sure of the value of what I have just created, am more than doubtful if my first intention has been fulfilled, and may even wonder gloomily, while I hold the work in mind, if I have not been wasting time and energy. No, the delight springs from a sense of release. I have been in prison with this one idea, and now, I feel, I am free. Tomorrow, ten times the size of last Tuesday, is suddenly rich with promise. Time and space are both extended. I catch a glimpse of fifty new ideas, flickering like lizards among the masonry of my mind; but I need not bother about them. I am now the master and not the slave. I can go to China, learn the clarinet, read Gibbon again, study metaphysics, grow strange flowers in hothouses, lie in bed, lunch and dine with old friends and brilliant acquaintances, look at pictures, take the children to concerts, tidy up the study, talk properly to my wife. What a world this is to be free and curious in! What a wealth of sunlight and starlight and firelight! And so for a little while, before the key grates in the lock again, there I am, out and free, with mountains of treasure before my dazzled eyes. Yes, there comes a moment - just a moment - of delight.

from "Delight," chapter 4

Friday, December 21, 2012

ron reed | screed

I find it galling that each and every blessed year when Christmas is glimpsed on the distant horizon, killjoy Christians start trying to instill guilt about a fundamental, sacramental part of the celebration of Jesus' coming - the giving of gifts.  It's a birthday party, for God's sake!  You bring presents!  

The wise men knew it, and behaved accordingly.  Children know it, and glory in it - and except ye become as little children, ye shall not enter in.  George Bailey's neighbours knew it, and brought all they could spare.

To heck with the unreformed Scrooges of the world and their workhouses and poor laws, skipping Christmas parties and turning the portly gentlemen from their doors!  To heck with the Grinches of the world, stealing the presents from all the Whos down in Whoville!

Tell those humbuggers it's the heart of the bleak midwinter, and if we want to cheer the people we love by bringing them gold, or frankincence, or myrrh, or Tickle Me Elmo or a box of chocolates or a 52 inch flat screen plasma tv, or playing our drum for them, or pouring expensive perfume all over their feet, then we'll damn well do it!  

This is not the time to measure out our love, or our cheer, or life itself, with coffee spoons – all the ladles, serving spoons, gravy boats, pitchers, punch bowls, roasting pans and bathtubs in the whole house shouldn't be enough to contain it!  Full measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, poured into laps!

For with the measure we use it will be measured unto us.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

luci shaw | presents

"Thanks be to God for his unspeakable gift."
2 Corinthians 9:15

What's so good as getting?
The anticipation, snow
in the air, people with lists,
voices that drop when you
enter the room, the pine-wood
fire smell and the smell of pine needles from the trimmed tree
by the window – it all narrows down
to the heft of the package in the
hands, the wondering, the unwrapping
(Careful – the paper's too pretty
to tear), the oh, the ah. What's
so good as getting

if not giving?
The covert questions, the catalogs
with corners turned back, the love
that overlooks cost, the hiding place
in the hamper, the card whose
colored words can't say it all,
the glee of linking want/wish
with have/hold, the handing over,
fingers burshing, the thing
revealed, the spark as the eyes
meet, and the hug. What's
so good as giving?

ron klug | joseph's lullaby

Sleep now, little one.
I will watch while you and your mother sleep.
I wish I could do more.
This straw is not good enough for you.
Back in Nazareth I'll make a proper bed for you
of seasoned wood, smooth, strong, well‑pegged.
A bed fit for a carpenter's son.

Just wait till we get back to Nazareth.
I'll teach you everything I know.
You'll learn to choose the cedarwood, eucalyptus, and fir.
You'll learn to use the drawshave, ax, and saw.
Your arms will grow strong, your hands rough ‑‑ like these.
You will bear the pungent smell of new wood
and wear shavings and sawdust in your hair.

You'll be a man whose life centers
on hammer and nails and wood.
But for now,
sleep, little Jesus, sleep.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

luci shaw | advent III

Advent III
for Marya Gjorgiev

The Third week, and about now
Mary is heavy with God, her first
and the Father’s only, with a journey
to plan for, going south. Anxiety
is in the air. It is so dark and cold
and kind Joseph is only a man, not
a midwife. She feels answerable
for the welfare of the heaving life
in her belly.

Let us feel with Mary in her
waiting and knowing. And not
knowing. Today I try to remember
all the world’s mothers and every
new child yet to arrive, made
in the same God-likeness. Pray
for more than a cave in the hill town
when their time comes. Though that
will do if there is love enough.

Luci Shaw

Friday, November 23, 2012

bob dylan | nothing easygoing

Popular radio was sort of at a standstill
and filled with empty pleasantries.
What I was playing were hard-lipped folk songs
with fire and brimstone servings.

LPs were like the force of gravity.
They had covers, back and front, that you could stare at for hours.
Next to them, 45s were flimsy and uncrystallized.
They just stacked up in piles and didn't seem important.

I had no song in my repertoire for commercial radio anyway.
Songs about debauched bootleggers,
mothers that drowned their own children,
Cadillacs that only got five miles to the gallon,
floods, union hall fires, darkness
and cadavers at the bottom of rivers
weren't for radiophiles.

There was nothing easygoing about the folk songs I sang.
They weren't friendly or ripe with mellowness.
They didn't come gently to the shore.
I guess you could say they weren't commercial.

Bob Dylan, "Chronicles: Volume One"

Friday, November 02, 2012

art neufeld | hair

humans are the only creatures with hair rather than fur.

 head hair gives humans an opportunity to demonstrate that they have free will.

in ancient Egypt false metal beards were worn by kings
and sometimes by cows.

 ninety-two percent of hair whorls grow in a clockwise direction.
there is some evidence of an association
between the counter-clockwise hair whorl and male homosexuality.

there is no evidence that stress makes hair go gray.

if you laid end to end every hair that grew on your head
during a seventy-five-year lifespan
it would reach from New York City to Chicago.

ninety percent of the people on earth have black or dark-brown hair.
blond hair probably first appeared only ten or twenty thousand years ago,
produced by a mutation.
redheads make up between one and four per cent of the population,
and may be particularly sensitive to pain.

from "Hair Today" Rebecca Mead 
New Yorker, Sep 24 2012

Friday, October 26, 2012

Lisa Shea: "JFK & Jesus"

As a child, listening to my mother read to my sisters and me from the New Testament, I tried to care about the people in the stories, who were lame or leprous or blind, who ate locusts and raw fish, who didn't have television or telephones or toilets, who were homeless or lunatic or possessed. I pictured these Bible people, even the famous ones like Mary Magdalene and John the Baptist, unwashed, dressed in rags, their hair hanging down infested and uncombed. My eight-year-old body shuddered, because of course they must have smelled bad, and wht about their teeth, if they even had any!

It seemed a sore test of my belief in God that he could love these ancient, unkempt people; that he had picked them to be born and live and die among and not us who washed and drank milk and went to church on Sunday in America in 1963. I thought it was a waste of the Savior of Mankind, an error on God's part to have sent his only son to earth so early on, before we really needed Christ to save us from Khrushchev and Castro, and Richard Nixon, a man whose hatred of President Kennedy I knew made him evil.

Other aspects of the Bible vexed and bewildered me as my sisters and I lay sprawled on our parents' bed, hearing the stories in their entirety for the first time. There were the Pharisees, who tried to trick Jesus at every turn. I had no idea who the Pharisees were, but the word made them sound like phony piranhas or farcical parasites. There were the high priests, whose identity also was obscure to me. Why were they in synagogues instead of churches? I didn't know there weren't any churches because there was, as yet, no Church. So the high priests came off as bogus, a pack of holy lowlifes.


Over the weeks at bedtime, as my mother read the Gospel of Matthew in her lively speech-and-drama-major voice, I fell in love with God's son. Christ was handsome. In the popular renderings of the day, he had long wavy hair, an aquiline nose, and soulful – our mother would have called them bedroom – eyes. His was a portrait of masculine beauty and serenity, a face radiatingquiet, unthreatening authority. What kind of man was this, I wondered, who, unlike my own father, was brilliant but not bullying, powerful but not paranoid, handsome but not arrogant, sexy but not sadistic? At night in the dark, in the room I shared with my younger sister, I kissed my framed Sacred Heart Auto League picture of Jesus (given to me by my grandfather, who was a member) over and over.

I wanted Christ to be with me, my savior-lover made flesh. Then, as my mother finished the Gospel According to Matthew and began reading us Mark in late November, President Kennedy was shot.

Through the terrible days and weeks after the killing, my mother read on, finishing Mark and beginning Luke, but her voice wasn't lively; it sounded heavy and tired. Sometimes, she would stop and cry, and we'd cry with her, thinking about our murdered president. She'd sit, not reading, and sip quietly from her "Coffee With Kennedy" cup, a souvenir from her volunteer work on the 1960 campaign.


By the following spring, as my mother read us the Gospel According to John (in a voice that had regained some of its fine theatricality), my older sister and I had discovered the Beatles. Every day we’d come home from school – we were latchkey kids – turn on the radio in the dining room to WPGC-AM, LOUD, and dance to Beatles songs. Iworked out a theory that each of the Gospel writers was like one of the Beatles. Mrk was lively like Paul; Matthew was quieter like George; Luke was lovable like Ringo; and John was just like John, smart, harsh, inscrutable. My older sister’s favorite Beatle was Paul, whose sunniness I found a little boring. My favorite was George, who was lanky like Christ and who had those necrotic good looks. (My younger sister, who was five, wasn’t into the Beatles; she liked Dwayne Spedden, who was also five and lived next door with his cousins.)

Toward the end of the summer, Our New Testament gatherings on my parents’ bed became more sporadic. I am pretty sure my mother had begun reading us the Bible as a stay against the Cold War scares of the early sixties: bomb shelters, Cuban Missile Crisis, air-raid drills, Bay of Pigs. That and the more personal hell of her deteriorating marriage to my increasingly volatile father. Maybe she thought the Bible would guide us or help us or even save us from all the public and private terribleness abroad in the world and in our own unhappy house.

And then, around the beginning of the new school year, the readings ceased altogether. I’m pretty sure my mother stopped reading us the New Testament not because the world had become a safer place but because she was miserable and exhausted, worn out from the chaos that ruled our home.

My crush on Jesus Christ ended, not to mention my memory of his words and deeds, his divine miracles. God’s love might be everlasting, but mine was fickle. I’d look at my Sacred Hear Auto League picture of Christ and wonder what it was I ever saw in him.

I still think about the people in the Bible. Far from feeling scorn, I envy them their living witness. And I still want to know: is God real? Is religion real? Can I, can anybody, be saved? The new Testament stories taught me to think on these things, even if I can’t bring myself to believe.

from "The Good Enough News" in Joyful Noise: The New Testament Revisited, edited by Rick Moody and Darcey Steinke
Highly recommended

Rick Miller & Daniel Brooks, "The Fab Four Gospels"

The Gospels according to Mark, Matthew, Luke and John. Ladies and gentlemen, "The Beatles."

The Evangelist Mark - the Beatle Ringo: the oldest, the shortest, builds a solid rhythm for the others, nothing flashy.

Matthew - George: more spiritual, occasionally adds a composition of his own to the mix.

Luke - Sir Paul: the chatty one, the friendly one. Everyone likes Luke, everyone likes Paul. They have prolific solo careers. Luke writes "Acts of the Apolstles," Paul writes "Band on the Run."

John - John: the poet, more controversial than the rest. Gets himself and the others into trouble. These three (Paul, George & Ringo) are similar enough in style, tone, and story elements to be grouped together. Scholars call them the Synoptic Gospels.

John's Gospel is a completely different animal...

from the stage play BIGGER THAN JESUS

Editor's note: Contemporary scholars differ on the precise Bible-Beatle correspondence (e.g., cf Shea, Lisa; JFK & Jesus

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

fifty years ago today

October 17, 1962 - Osaka, Japan 
Artist Yoko Ono joins American composer John Cage 
 in a performance of his piece 
  26'55'988 for 2 Pianists & a String Player
 Ono served as Cage's interpreter for much of the artist's 1962 tour of Japan.

October 17, 1962 - England 
The Beatles make their debut television appearance on Granada TV, 
a northwest-servicing commercial television franchise. 
They perform the songs "Some Other Guy" and "Love Me Do."

Source: Glenn Kenny, Some Came Running

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

books | doc savage

Seeing BOOKWORM in the Vancouver Fringe made me look again at the books that fill our home, and when a buddy who's writing graphic novels mentioned Doc Savage, I spent a little time visiting these old friends.

Ideal Library edition (1934)

 Bantam Books (1964)

 Golden Press (1975)

DC Comics (1989)

Nostalgia Ventures (2008)
reprint of original pulp edition (1933)

Let me strive, every moment of my life, to make myself better and better, to the best of my ability, 
that all may profit by it. Let me think of the right, and lend all my assistance to those who need it, 
with no regard for anything but justice. Let me take what comes with a smile, without loss of courage. Let me be considerate of my country, of my fellow citizens and my associates 
in everything I say and do. Let me do right to all, and wrong to no man.

Friday, August 17, 2012

shane claiborne | hell

I was recently asked by a non-Christian friend if I thought he was going to hell. I said, "I hope not. It will be hard to enjoy heaven without you."

Shane Claiborne,

Thursday, August 16, 2012

flannery on ayn

I hope you don’t have friends who recommend Ayn Rand to you. The fiction of Ayn Rand is as low as you can get re fiction. I hope you picked it up off the floor of the subway and threw it in the nearest garbage pail. She makes Mickey Spillane look like Dostoevsky.

Flannery O’Connor,
The Habit of Being

Friday, August 03, 2012

c.s. lewis | what had been earth and air

There is certainly something attractive about the idea of living as far as may be on the produce of the land about you: to see in every walk the pastures where your mutton grazed when it was sheep, the gardens where your vegetables grew, the mill where your flour was ground, and the workshop where your chairs were sawn - and to feel that bit of country actually and literally in your veins.

Tolkien once remarked to me that the feeling about home must have been quite different in the days when a family had fed on the produce of the same few miles of country for six generations, and that perhaps this was why they saw nymphs in the fountains and dryads in the woods - they were not mistaken for there was in a sense a real (not metaphorical) connection between them and the countryside. What had been earth and air & later corn, and later still bread, really was in them.

We of course who live on a standardised international diet (you may have had Canadian flour, English meat, Scotch oatmeal, African oranges, & Australian wine to day) are really artificial beings and have no connection (save in sentiment) with any place on earth. We are synthetic men, uprooted. The strength of the hills is not ours.

Letter to Arthur Greeves
June 22, 1930

Friday, July 27, 2012

warnie lewis | the furniture of heaven

I was glad to finish breakfast and get out on the road. Sitting on a well, I found myself looking at a stone posted gate into a field, with some dim stirring in my mind of having looked at a very similar gate when I was a small boy at some seaside place, and enjoying its unfamiliarity. It suddenly occurred to me that the warning, "unless ye are like little children" etc., may not refer to one's moral state at all, but may mean that heaven is only for those who retain something of, or at worst the remembrance of, a child's infinite delight in ordinary things in the days when the whole world was a magical place. I can imagine for instance that wallflowers and flowering currants, as they were when I first became conscious of them - when the former grew knee high, and the latter was a large tree - may very well be part of the furniture of heaven, and produce the same indescribable delight.

Diary of Warren Lewis,
brother of C.S. Lewis
Wednesday 21st September, 1949

Saturday, July 21, 2012

luci shaw | the wind blows wherever it pleases

How secretly the bones move
under the skin
and the veins thread their way
through their forests, the trees
of bones, the mosses of cells,
the muscle vines.
How privately the ears
tune themselves to music heard
only in the echoing cave of the head.
And the tongue in its grotto tests
the bitterness of unripe fruit, and wine,
the mouth feel of honey
in the comb. How cunningly our shadows
follow us as we walk.
And our breath, how it moves in
and out without great thought.
Even rain, which needs no summons from us
but flows, a gift from heaven,
as the grasses rise greenly, shivering.
Just so, beauty besieges us
unannounced, invading us, saving our souls.
So it is with the spirit.

stephen adly giurgis | the familiar dance

the familiar dance: avoidance, procrastination. struggle, desperation, disgust, panic, prayer -- writing.

stephen adly giurgis
facebook, thursday july 19, 2012

Monday, July 09, 2012

Groovy Greats

The received wisdom? That "groovy" is strictly Sixties, man.

Not so. It goes back this far at least...

Groovie Movie, which premiered February 19 1944.

"20th Century Words: The Story of New Words in English Over the Last 100 Years" (John Ayto) dates the first usage circa 1937, and offers these definitions; "1) MARVELOUS, WONDERFUL, EXCELLENT. 2) HIP."

The "Dictionary of American Slang (Wentworth & Flexner) provides the following;
"groovy 1) In a state of mind or mood conductive to playing music, esp. swing music, well; in rapport with the piece, esp. of swing music, being played. Orig. c1935 swing use, by musicians and devotees. Some resuurrected cool and far out use since c1955. From 'in the groove.' " Which they go on to define thusly; "1) Playing swing music intensely, with excitement, adroitly, in such a gratifying way as to elicit a strong response from the listeners; in rapport with or enraptured by the swing music being played. Common swing use late 1930's and early 1940's. When a phonograph plays, its stylus or needle is in the groove of the record. Archaic."
Apparently the word's history is fully explained on pages 55-57 of "Flappers 2 Rappers: American Youth Slang" (1996) by Tom Dalzell. When I track me down a copy, I'll let you know what it says. What says is
"The first to be in the groove were African-American jazz musicians, early in the 1930s. They are no longer around to tell us where this groove came from, but scholars have speculated. Maybe it began with that relatively new invention, the phonograph, whose sound came out right when the needle was in the groove; maybe the musicians--virtually all of them men--were creating yet another metaphor for sex. No matter. What matters is the Cool (1949) sound when a player is really in the groove, not forcing the music but letting it flow. "The jazz musicians gave no grandstand performances," wrote an admiring reviewer in 1933, "they simply got a great burn from playing in the groove."
It could be summed up with the word groovy, defined in 1937 as a "state of mind which is conducive to good playing." Before long, there were groovy audiences as well as groovy performers, and by the 1940s things in general could be groovy. Love was groovy, skating was groovy, even pitching a no-hit baseball game was groovy. (By the way, since the early 1900s, the center of the strike zone in baseball has been known as the groove, and a pitcher who throws a fastball there is said to be grooving.)
Groovy was in the air everywhere in the hip, laid-back counterculture of the 1960s, when feeling groovy was the ultimate ambition and praise, as well as the title of a hit song. To groove was "to have fun." "Life as it is really grooves," declares a fictional letter from a group of groovy young dropouts in a 1969 short story by John Updike. Later generations have not always felt so groovy, but they know how to use the word when they want to speak so their elders can understand.
But on with the music. "Groovy Greats" are songs that feature The Word in either the title or the lyric. Here's a rundown of tunes I've managed to track down so far: you know of any others, please email me at

Let Me Off Uptown
Gene Krupa Band
"Hey Joe!"
"What do you mean Joe? My name's Roy."
"Well come here Roy, and get groovy!"

May 5 recording date, I think? In 1941. If so, this usurps both Charles Brown and Slim Gaillard as Groovy Great Numero Uno. "O'Day's first appearances in a big band shattered the traditional image of a demure female vocalist by swinging just as hard as the other musicians on the bandstand, best heard on her vocal trading with Roy Eldridge on the Gene Krupa recording Let Me Off Uptown." Our thanks to Mr Robert ZImmerman for turning us on to what is presently, apparently, The Birth Of The Groovy.
Recorded: 5/5/1941 ?

"Groovie Movie" premiered February 19, 1944. No explicitly groovy tune title or lyric here: a Jimmy Dorsey rendition of Count Basie's signature tune "One O'Clock Jump" forms the soundtrack. Here's the straight dope on the flick, from;
"In the 1930s, MGM was forced to create a lot of material to fill the programs of its vast empire of movie houses. At that time, an evening at the movies included two features, interspersed with various short subjects which included newsreels, travelogues, cartoons, documentaries, and other items. One of the most successful producers of shorts was a man named Pete Smith who had a quirky, nasal voice. His shorts were almost surrealistic, featuring a wide variety of experts (archers, bowlers, horsehoe pitchers, etc) doing seemingly impossible tricks. Instead of being a diversion, the Pete Smith Specialties came to be major attractions. People would come to see a picture that was a real stinker if the marquee said "New Pete Smith Short."
In 1942, Smith took on Jitterbug in a film short called Groovie Movie, a comical look at the world of swing dancing, starring Jean Veloz, Arthur Walsh, Chuck Saggau and Irene Thomas. The 9 minute film spoofs both dance instruction and efforts to find high culture in jitterbug. Taking on the Arthur Murray visual techniques, Jean and Arthur appear in uniforms that are half black and half white with foot- and hand-prints to show proper position. An animated sequence of footprints begins logically and soon becomes a hopelessly complictaed mess. Through the parody and comedy, Groovie Movie shows some of the finest examples of the Hollywood Style of Lindy Hop that have ever been filmed. Today, Swing dancers continue to mine this cult film for dance moves and techniques.

Charles Brown
"Hepcats gather round when fine jive hits the town
Crave a cheek that's fine with a fella's line that's groovy..."

Which obviously isn't exactly what Charles is singing. Eventually I'll figure it out. But "If you want to feel real groovy" is definitely in there. As is "I'm groovy as a pass (?) to a ten cent movie," three or four times. Don't know the exact date of recording, but it's on "Charles Brown, Vol. 1," a CD of tunes from 1944/1945. Won't know if it's actually our first true Groovy Great until we get more specific with the date - Slim Gaillard is also a contender - but for now we'll let it claim pride of place, if only because it may date from '44, and for the elegant simplicity of the title. Terrific tune!

Groove Juice Jive
Slim Gaillard
"If you want to feel real groovy,
Like a five and ten cent movie,
Don't need much chaser on the side
With a groove juice jive."

The opening lyric, more or less. Fact is, Mr Gaillard claimed to have invented the term "groovy," and it's not unlikey - Slim was famous for "viper talk," the slangiest of cannabis-stoked hip talk. This track is found on the 1998 cd Slim Gaillard Selected Hits, Vol. 2, a collection of tunes recorded in December of 1945 for the Cadet, Atomic and Bel-Tone labels. Dig.

That's The Groovy Thing
Earl Bostic
We might play fast, we might play slow,
We might play hot, we might play cool,
But when we swing, that's a groovy thing...

They're right.

(Art by John McLeod.)

There's Good Blues Tonight
Hal McIntyre Orchestra
"I'm a-tellin' you jack great days are back, 
Take the word of a bird with an ear
Get around the stand, listen to the band,
It's the jive you've been waiting to hear...
Ah yes there's good blues tonight, there's groovy blues tonight..."
A swell post-war radio broadcast by the impeccable Glenn Miller-spawned McIntyre ensemble, from the Century Room of the Hotel Commodore, New York City. Lots of other versions out there too, all from 1946, making it the grooviest year of them all, pre-1967; Tommy Dorsey, Les Brown, Lucky Millinder, Martha Tilton, The Pied Pipers, Erskine Hawkins, Buddy Sherwood and their various Orchestras, to name but a few. (on 'S Wonderful, Collectors' Choice Music #1037)
Recorded 5/8/46

Groovy Movie Blues
Johnny Moore's Three Blazers featuring Charles Brown
"I was sitting in a movie, wishing for someone to love,
When suddenly out of nowhere it came as a gift from above.
I said 'Baby let's get groovy, don't you know I love you so,
She whispered "Alright Daddy," I knew she couldn't say no...
Groovy as a movie, ham and eggs will come your way..."
(Okay, I'm pretty sure I don't have that last line right. That's part of the appeal.)
Johnny was big brother to Oscar, who played guitar with the incomparable Nat King Cole Trio. Well, I guess they were comparable - to Johnny Moore's Three Blazers, at the very least. Such a great sound

Groovy Boogie Woogie Boy
Webb Pierce & His Southern Valley Boys
I know a young feller down in the deep South,
Everybody listens when he opens his mouth,
A little disc jockey but he's awful loud,
They call him "Groovy Boy"...
Quite a departure from the hep-cat jive of Charles, Slim, Earl and Johnny, or the slicker swing rendered by Gene Krupa or Hal McIntyre. I found it on a disc called "Roots of Rockabilly," the guy who posted it on YouTube dubs it "Easy going Hillbilly Boogie," and I think that's just about right.
Recorded 3/25/1950

Dot's Groovy
Chet Baker Sextet, "Chet Baker's Big Band"
Our first groovy tune where the "groovy" is all in the tune. And the title. A fine west coast jazz instrumental - it moves, it swings, but still echoes the Cool School in the arrangement. Check out the line-up; Bob Brookmeyer, Bud Shank, Shelly Manne, and one of my favourite pianists, Russ Freeman. There's also a swell Jack Montrose / Bob Gordon recording, recorded 5/11/1955: once again, Shelly Manne on drums.
Recorded 9/9/1954

Happy Baby
Bill Haley & His Comets, "Shake, Rattle and Roll"
"She's a cutie little smoothy and she sure is groovy..."
A track from Bill Hailey's first long-player, when it was still all 78's. Part of the protracted birth of rock and roll, recorded twelve days after Chet's groovy number.
Recorded 9/21/1954
Released September 1955

That's The Groovy Thing
Red Prysock, "Rock 'n Roll"
That's Red on the tenor sax, covering Earl Bostic's vocal version from a decade before. "It's the beat that does it. If it's got the beat, the kids dance."

Red Garland, "Groovy"
No actual tunes with groovy title or lyric, but an album so named. By Miles Davis' pianist.

Groovy Tonight
Bobby Rydell, "Bobby's Biggest Hits"
Yikes. Sounds like a particularly cheesy radio ad. Rydell played Conrad Birdie in "Bye Bye Birdie" in 1963. B-side of "Swing," which got as high as #14 on the Billboard charts.
Billboard 1960/12/5 #70 2

Groovy Samba
Cannonball Adderley, "Cannonball's Bossa Nova"
Written by Sergio Mendes, who plays on this recording (as he does on the Herbie Mann recording in 1964). Darn fine jazz pianist. I prefer Adderley's tenor sax to Mann's flute, which I find a bit manic. (Pickwick later chopped a few tracks and reissued it as "Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars.") 
Recorded 12/7-12/1962

A Picture Of You
The Beatles
In the night, there're a thousand groovy scenes
'Cause I do own a cloud of green

But the only sight I want of you is that wonderful picture of you.
Joe Brown's Brit-country-flavoured original (UK hit, May '62) is almost groovy.  But leave it to George to tweak - or fumble - those lyrics just a bit. I don't know what he's singing, but it's clear enough he tossed in a "groovy" in the opening line when they covered it on the BBC radio programme "Here We Go." The "real" lyrics, as recorded by Joe Brown and the Bruvvers;
In the night, there are sights to be seen
Stars like jewels on the crown of a queen
But the only sight I want of you is that wonderful picture of you.
(Okay, I'm making that up, mostly. Once you hear the original, it's pretty obvious that The Shy Beatle merely mumbles, rather than tweaks or fumbles, the original lyrics. But hey - don't you think the Fabs belong amongst such groovy company? I do. And it's my blog.)
Recorded 6/15/1962

Groovy Baby
Billy Abbott & The Jewels
"Once I had a love (groovy baby)
She was my only love (groovy baby)
I'll take her back again if she'll be true (she'll be true / groovy baby)..."
Soulful vocal with a cool, kind of primitive drum and organ arrangement. From Philadelphia, apparently.
Billboard 7/20/1963 #55 8


Groovy Baby
George Kingston, "Nat King Cole and His Trio"
"Once I had a love (groovy baby)
She was my only love (groovy baby)
I'll take her back again if she'll be true (she'll be true / groovy baby)..."

Okay, you're thinking that's the wrong graphic. That's not George Kingston, you're thinking, that's Nat King Cole.
Tell it to the folks at Wyncote. They were a subsidiary label of Philadelphia's Cameo-Parkway Records that released their extensive back catalog on budget LPs. (I don't just know this kind of stuff. You can be as smart as me if you click here...) One of their dodgy ploys to move product was to put, say, four obscure Nat King Cole tunes they (maybe) had rights to on the front side of a record, and fill out the rest of the disc with half a dozen by somebody nobody'd ever heard of. Say, George Winston.
Only I'm thinking that nobody had ever heard of George Winston, because George Winston didn't exist. The sound-alike cover of "Groovy Baby" that "George" contributed to the Nat King Cole LP? That's no cover: that's the original. And that's no George Winston: that's Billy Abbott, who recorded the original on the Parkway label. Though apparently The Jewels weren't actually The Jewels, even in the first place: they were The Tymes.
Confused yet? I think that was the point. Wyncote sounds like a crazy joint.
I love this record. It's just so darn weird. Also, because "Let's Pretend" is really great - one of my favourite Nat King Cole tracks, one that doesn't turn up a lot of places. And hey - Billy "George Kingston" Abbott's version of "Groovy Baby" is pretty far out, too. Sounds just like the original.

Yeh! Yeh!
Lambert, Hendricks & Bavan
Scroll down a bit and you'll find Georgie Fame's chart-busting version that dislodged The Beatles' "I Feel Fine" from the UK singles chart. But it was hepcats Lambert, Hendricks and Bavan (what happened to Ross?!) who first put lyrics to Mongo Santamaria's 1963 Latin soul instrumental, introducing their "vocalese" version at the 1963 Newport Jazz Festival (with Coleman Hawkins and Clark Terry).

Little Oovy Groovy Ten Cent Movie
In 1955, George Clinton (later of the Funkadelics) put together a Frankie Lymon-inspired doo woo group in the back of the barber shop where he worked as a hair straightener. The Parliaments didn't have a hit until 1967 but they tried, and one of the many demos they cut was this one. Well, maybe. It's not clear if it was recorded, let alone released in any form, ever. But there's a fine Thomas Sayers Ellis poem commemorating it all - The Black Silk Palace, Plainfield, New Jersey (1964-1970);
"In 1964, George gave
Billy a job putting petroleum jelly
And mineral water in hair prior
To the application of the process,
So the scalps wouldn't burn.
A year earlier, George White,
The man who hired Clinton, died
And Ernie Harris bought
A fifty-percent share in the shop.
Together they wrote "Little Oovy Groovy
Ten Cent Movie" for Billy to sing."
There's more about the song in liner notes for the cd "Music For Your Mother," but I'm afraid that's a cd I don't have.

Groovy Samba
Herbie Mann, "Latin Fever"
Written by Sergio Mendes, who plays piano here, as he did on Cannonball Adderley's 1962 recording (which I prefer: Mann's flute sounds a bit shrill and frantic to my ears).
Released 1964

Little Honda
Beach Boys
"It's not a big motorcycle, just a groovy little motorbike..."

Do You Believe In Magic
Lovin' Spoonful
"And it's magic if the music is groovy,
And makes you feel happy like an old time movie..."

Yeh! Yeh!
Georgie Fame & The Blue Flames
Amped-up pop version of the Lambert/Hendricks/Bavan tune from 1963. Later covered by They Might Be Giants, Matt Bianco (1985) and eventually Diana Krall - performing the tune with none other than Georgie Fame himself!
"Every evening, when all my day's work is through
I call my baby, and ask him what shall we do.
I mention movies, but he don't seem to dig that
And then he asks me, why don't I come to his flat
And have some supper and let the evening pass by
By playing records besides a groovy hi-fi
I say yeh yeh..."
studio recording | Ready Steady Go
(Thanks, Mr Stahl...)

Groovy Samba
Cannoball Adderley & Sergio Mendes

The Ric-O-Shays
A Tucson band first dubbed The Gents, renamed The Travelers after recording the instrumental single "Spanish Moon" but before becoming The Ric-A-Shays in 1965. The multi-monikered musical aggregation's website boasts, "The single was picked up for national release by Vault Records, topping The Beatles on KAFYs Fabulous 55 (Bakersfield, CA) chart for one week in April 1964" - which The Ventures ripped off and recorded under the retitle "Tomorrow's Love." Cruel and shallow money trench, indeed.
In 1965 the group became The Ric-A-Shays with the release of their single, Turn On, which never charted. Neither did Groovy, though you can find it on the Hot Rockin' Instrumentals compilation. One reviewer calls Groovy a "Surfie Midwest style tune. A bit reminiscent of Gene Gray & his Stingrays stylistically, but not as vital or edgy." Then again, what is?
Eventually, The Gents/Travelers/Ric-A-Shays (hey, even The Quarrymen took a while to come up with a name) drifted apart after high school.
Think Of The Good Times - The Tucson 60s Sound (2002), liner notes: "Although their musical style had become too dated for the mid-Sixties music scene, history shows The New Travelers/Ric-A-Shays were ahead of their time, using terms like 'groovy' and 'turn on' in their song titles years before they became hippie-culture catch phrases." Well, not many years, but still.

We've Got A Groovey Thing Goin'
Simon & Garfunkel

Simon & Garfunkel
"Blessed are the penny rookers, cheap hookers, groovy lookers..."

Ain't That A Groove
James Brown

Somebody Groovy
The Mamas & The Papas

Wild Thing
"Wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything

Groovy Kind Of Love
Wayne Fontana & The Mindbenders

A Groovy Kind Of Love
Petula Clark, "I Couldn't Live Without Your Love"

Turn Down Day
"It's much too groovy a summer's day
To waste runnin' round in the city..."

Come Fly With Me
Frank Sinatra
"Weather-wise it's such a groovy day..."
"The Sands is proud to present a wonderful new show, 'A Man And His Music.' The music of Count Basie & His Band. And the man is Frank Sinatra!"

The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy)
Simon & Garfunkel

Good Thing
Paul Revere & The Raiders
No one around to bring you down
Well it's a groovy world, girl
Let me bring you to a good good good good thing...

Huh? Paul and the boys trying to sound tough, like the Stones, with maybe a bit of Mamas & Papas, and definitely some Beach Boys, thrown in for good measure. Quite odd, actually - maybe even oddly effective. This one's growing on me. But whatever the final verdict, at least they say "groovy."

It Sure Is Groovy
Marlena Shaw

Hang On Groovy
Van Morrison
Hang on groovy, groovy hang on...
Contractual obligation throwaway. 57 seconds of guitar strumming (along the lines of Hang On Sloopy) with improvised lyrics. 57 seconds too much.

Sunny South Kensington
"If I'm a-late waitin' down the gate,
it's such a 'raz' scene,
A groovy place to live..."

So what the heck's a 'raz' scene, anyhow? It's alright, ma, everybody must get stoned. Vintage psychedelia from the "Mellow Yellow" album.

(If You Think You're) Groovy
P.P. Arnold, "The First Lady of Immediate"
"If you think you're groovy
You don't even move me..."

Pretty big hit in the UK, evidently. Maybe a bit of a Jefferson Airplane vibe, with some Janis Joplin at the climaxes.  The Definitive Anthology of the Small Faces also includes "a previously unissued version credited to The Lot, which was soul singer P.P. Arnold fronting The Small Faces." Different?

Beautiful People
Kenny O'Dell
No one can say that you're a wallflower
'Cause you've always got something groovy to say..."

Classics IV
In the cool of the evening when everything is getting kind of groovy
I call you up and ask if you'd like to go with me and see a movie..."

Groovy Summertime
Love Generation
Billboard 6/24/1967)

Out And About
Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart (7/15/1967)
Out and about, bumping into friends and laughing
Out and about, what a groovy time we're having...

I Dig Rock & Roll Music
Peter, Paul & Mary
The message may not move me or mean a great deal to me,
But hey! it feels so groovy to say,
I dig the Mamas and the Papas at "The Trip," Sunset Strip in L.A...."


Something Happened To Me Yesterday
Rolling Stones, "Between The Buttons"
Something happened to me, 
Something oh so groovy... 
Billboard debut (album): 2/18/67 #2 47

Hey Baby, They're Playin' Our Song
The Buckinghams, "Portraits"
It made us feel so groovy,
We fell in love, just like in the movies...
Billboard debut: 9/9/67 #12 10

Making Every Minute Count
Spanky & Our Gang
"Making every minute count,
Making it groovy
Making love, making it now
If you know a better way of goin'
You know you'd better show me how"
single | Hollywood Palace
(Thanks, Bill!)

Esquivel, "1968 Esquivel!!!"
According to Wikipedia, the theme song for "Sex And The City." Guess I need to get caught up on my pop culture.

Country Girl – City Man
Billy Vera & Judy Clay
Gotta be some soul between a country girl and a city man
We could find, we could find it's groovy just to cross the line

Reach Out In The Darkness
Friend & Lover
I think it's so groovy now
that people are finally gettin' together...

The Story Of Rock & Roll
Rock & roll music, sweet groovy music
Well, it's the only kind of music
That reaches right to your soul...

Treat Her Groovy
New Colony Six

Turtles, "The Battle Of The Bands"
I really think you're groovy
Let's go out to a movie
What do you say now, Elenore, can we?

Okay, I was eleven. I didn't notice the tongue in the cheek. "Your looks intoxicate me, even though your folks hate me..." Or "Elenore, gee I think you're swell, and you really do me well, You're my pride and joy, et cetera..."  The "Battle Of The Bands" was an idiosyncratic concept album, with a series of tracks supposedly by a crazy variety of musical acts, culminating in the saccharine pop of "Elenore."  Best joke of all: most of us didn't notice the sarcasm, and the song climbed as high as Number Six.  Even then, the shelled ones were en route to Frank Zappa.
Billboard: 9/21/68 #6 12
live (dig the guy with the tambourine) | studio

A Little Less Conversation
Elvis Presley
Baby close your eyes and listen to the music
Dig to the summer breeze
Its a groovy night and I can show you how to use it
Come along with me and put your mind at ease

Your Groovy Self
Nancy Sinatra, "Speedway"
I've never seen an Elvis Presley movie. Judging from this clip, I need to. In small doses.

Do You Feel It Too?
Andy Kim (5/1968)
Oh baby, life is like a cartoon movie
Being with you makes it groovy
Everything you do is new to me

The Monkees (well, half of The Monkees, anyhow) covered this one on their comeback album (well, half of a comeback, anyhow) in 1986. I'll take Andy's version any day.

Your Wires Have Been Tapped
Pigmeat Markham
"Pretty soon you'll feel so groovy of the thing that you been thinking
You feel so bold, bold as can be, at the spirits you've been drinking..."
Here's what Bob Dylan has to say; "Pigmeat Markham. He was born Dewey Markham in 1904 in Durham, North Carolina. He got his nickname from a song he used to sing called 'Sweet Papa Pigmeat.' You might have recognized him when he appeared on tv on the Rowan & Martin Show doing 'Here Come The Judge.' This is from the backside of the fifties, when he was doing a romantic song about wiretapping." (Theme Time Radio Hour #22: "Phone")  
Bob's vague "backside of the fifties" comment notwithstanding, it seems more likely that the recording was released in the wake of Pigmeat's Laugh-In success, though I've not managed to find a specific date anywhere. And though the YouTube video shows the "Mr. Vaudeville" album cover, no, it's not on that particular slab of vinyl.

Cool and Groovy
Duke Ellington, "Private Collection, Volume 9: Studio Sessions, New York, 1968"
"The ninth of ten volumes of music from Duke Ellington's Private Collection of unknown tapes, this CD captures Ellington in 1968 shortly after clarinetist Jimmy Hamilton left the band and tenor saxophonist Harold Ashby joined up. There are a few obscurities such as the somewhat dated Trish Turner vocal on Cool and Groovy." AMG Any relation to...

Be Cool and Groovy For Me
Duke Ellington, "Duke Ellington Masters 1969, Vol. 2: The Second Set From Tivoli's Concert Hall"
Tony Bennett, "The Complete Collection" Disc 2
"Randy Newman's We Belong Together is not the absolute worst song written in the history of music. It is not even the worst song ever written by a great and important composer (or songwriting team) who should never have subjected the public to such pandering trash. That distinction still goes either to All Dark People Are Light on Their Feet by Rodgers and Hart, or Be Cool and Groovy for Me by Duke Ellington, with lyrics by Tony Bennett. I can’t make up my mind. What’s troubling in the case of Randy Newman—unlike Rodgers and Hart, who might have been blinded by the racism of their day when they wrote Dark People, or Ellington and Bennett, who were grossly out of touch with the hippie culture when they did Cool and Groovy —is the fact that Newman knows better." The New Republic
Here's an interview with the guilty party himself - who may have been out of touch with the times, or may just fundamentally have very little grasp of time in general. Tony Bennett: "I was on the road with Duke in the early ’70s.... So he said one day, 'Write a song with me.' I explained that I couldn’t really write words too well but that I sometimes could come up with a good melody. And he said, “If you write the music, I’ll write the words.” So I worked on it. And it took me a month on the road with him to meet Duke’s standards. After a month I just sang out a melody to him, he listened for a moment and said, 'That’s Cootie Williams.' I had lifted a riff from a Cootie Williams solo and didn’t even know it. I thought it was my idea. Over the years, I had forgotten about that tune. Then when I was getting this Ellington project together, Will Friedwald gave me a whole bunch of Ellington tapes to check out. One of the tunes I came across was this thing called Be Cool and Groovy for Me, and the composer credit reads: Duke Ellington-Tony Bennett-Cootie Williams. I had no idea that I wrote the song." JazzTimes

Grazing In The Grass
Friends of Distinction
All gratitude to groovy great correspondent Bill Stahl, who introduces one of my favourite late-sixties tunes into the collection. I never heard The Word in the lyrics before he pointed it out:
"There are so many groovy things to see while grazin' in the grass
(Grazin' in the grass is a yes, baby, can you dig it...)"
Such a great cover of the probably even greater Hugh Masekela instrumental original - though the cover's addition of the word "groovy" does much to level the playing field. (That said, Hugh has more cowbell...)

Working On A Groovy Thing
The 5th Dimension
So very Laura Nyro. (Thanks, Bill! By the way, is that you she was singing about?)

It's Getting Better
Mama Cass
Why would you release a song with that title, two years after Sgt Pepper's? Oh well. At least this one says "groovy"...
"There's something groovy and good
'Bout whatever we got
And it's getting better..."
(Oh. What do you know. This Mann-Weill sunshine pop number had been previously recorded by The Vogues (Aug 1968), Pierre Lalonde (Sep 1968), Spock (AKA Leonard Nimoy, 1968), The Will-O-Bees, Ronnie Buskirk, Freddie Gelfand, and P. K. Limited (all in 1969). And it's not even that good a song! One man's opinion...

Groovy Movies
The Kinks, "The Great Lost Kinks Album"
A Dave Davies recording intended for his ill-fated solo album.
(sorry about the video)

Groovy Grubworm
Harlow Wilcox

Groovy Little Suzy
Little Richard, "Good Golly Miss Molly"
Also check out "Little Richard Featuring Jimi Hendrix"?

Groovy Gravy
Quincy Jones, "Quincy Jones and Bill Cosby: The Original Jam Sessions 1969"
"The groove is loose and deep on these studio sessions recorded as backing music for the original Bill Cosby Show" AMG.  Including the very funky Hikky-Burr. Personnel includes Ray Brown, Joe Sample, Les MeCann, Monty Alexander, Milt Jackson, Eddie Harris, Ernie Watts, Jimmy Smith on various tracks.

What A Groovy Day
Harmony Grass

Workin' On A Groovy Thing
5th Dimension

No One For Me To Turn To
Spiral Starecase (8/30/1969)

Grooviest Girl In The World
Fun & Games

Groovy Situation
Gene Chandler
Billboard 11/7/1970

Nothing Can Touch Me
Original Caste

Groovy Spirit
Jackie Mittoo, "Wishbone"
Jamaica-born Toronto musician who "had some chart success with the infectious instrumental Wishbone (based, it would appear, on the central riff from The Beatles' Carry That Weight) in 1971, and released the supporting album that same year. A cosmopolitan mix of soul, funk, gospel, jazz and fusion with a subtle and compelling Jamaican underside - a rare and sought-after collector's classic."

It's A Groovy Idea
Barbara Acklin

The Lady Is A Tramp
Frank Sinatra
She likes the free fine wild knocked out koo-koo groovy wind in her hair...

Party Is A Groovy Thing
People's Choice
Thanks to Bill Stahl for this fine sample of pure groove. In the words of one YouTube commentator, "cold-blooded and down-right-funky."

Groovy, "Man In The Hills"
Released 8/18/1976

Groovy People
Lou Rawls

Another Town, Another Train
Abba (1976/9/18 album)
You and I had a groovy time
But I told you somewhere down the line
You would have to find me gone
I just have to move along
Just another town, another train

Steely Dan, "Aja"
Peg, it will come back to you,
Then the shutter falls, you see it all in 3-D,
It's your favorite foreign movie,
Okay, this is a real cheat, but a delicious one. No, you're right, the original recording didn't include our word. But it did include the most-frequently-occurring-in-songs-that-also-include-the-word-groovy word that there is. And this really swell remix does include our word! Near the end, right around the 5:32 mark. If you're impatient, jump to about the 5:55 mark and listen close! And then go back and dig the whole track. Groovy. Foreign movie.

Groovy Times

Groovy Little Hippie Pad
ZZ Top, "El Loco"

Such A Groovy Guy
Weird Al Yankovic

Groovy Train
The Farm
Perhaps one YouTube commentator says it best: "Vons grocery store music led me here."
Videos have come a long way...

Green Tinted Sixties Mind
Mr. Big, "Lean Into It"
You be lookin' groovy in a sixties movie
Maybe tell the press you died...
Billboard debut (album): 1991/4/20 #15 38

L'Trimm, "Groovy"

Groovy Little Things
Ted Hawkins

Groovy Little Thing
Beres Hammond

Cantaloop (Flip Fantasia)
Groovy groovy jazzy funky
pounce ounce dance as we
Dip in the melodic sea,
the rhythm keeps flowin, it drips to MC...

Groovy Kind Of Love
Neil Diamond, "Up On The Roof: Songs From The Brill Building"

I'm An Errand Girl For Rhythm
Diana Krall
"You can always find me down at Smokey Joe's,
That's where all the hip and groovy people go..."

Unfortunately, in the Nat King Cole Trio original (1945), Smokey Joe's is merely "the place where every gal and gator goes." (Girls dancing with alligators? Groovy.)

Becky Sharp, "Becky Sharp"
Released 10/10/1995

Spiraling Shape
They Might Be Giants
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)

Drinking In L.A.
Bran Van 3000
Feeling kind of groovy,
Working on a movie.
Yeah right...

Beat Outlaws, "Feel The Bass"
Released 10/21/1997

Saliva, "Saliva"
Released 8/26/1997

Sonia Leigh, "Laundry"
Released 4/11/2000

The Groovy Thang
Minimal Funk, "Fatboy Slim's Live on Brighton Beach"
Released June 25, 2002

Groovy Cafe
NRBQ, "Music's Been Good To You"
"...previously unearthed live and studio nuggets spanning nearly three decades. The Dadaist Groovy Cafe is a fun throwaway tune." AMG
Compilation released 8/6/2002

A Groovy Affair
Martin Sasse

Treble Clef, "Don't Stop Dreaming"
Released 8/3/2004

Groovy Day
Mark Rivers

Groovy Christmas

Groovy, "Heretic 1.0"

She's Groovy!

You're Groovy (For Boy Blue)
Shawn Amos

Alien Project

Chris Laubis, "Autumnsongs"

Patrick Riley, "Some Other Time... Perhaps"

Perry Rose, "Happy Live" and "Hocus Pocus"

Billie the Vision & the Dancers, "I Used To Wander These Streets"

Colour Me Groovy
The Rich Morton Sound, "The Theme That Never Was: Fictional Film & Imaginary TV '66 - '73"
Released 1/8/2009

Paul Goddard, "2AM Flight"
Released 5/19/2009

Simon Osler, "The Mix"
Released July 31, 2012 (?)

 first posted March 2007

to be added...
The Eleventh Song (What A Groovy Day!) – by the Fifth Dimension (also ’68, written by Jimmy Webb)
Feelin' Groovy (59th St Bridge Song) – Southwest FOB (Texas band from ’69, doing a medium heavy version. Group included England Dan and John Ford Cooley), plus Paul Desmond (sax instrumental), Al Kooper, Simon and Garfunkel, and Garfunkel dueting with his son.
Golf Is Groovy – Parry Grip (recent recording; more of a parody)
Goodbye Groovy – The Herd (probably ’68 – Peter Frampton’s band pre-Humble Pie and solo success)
Groovy - Joe Dodo & The Groovers (New Orleans fifties recording. Sax instrumental with the term ‘Groovy’ sung many, many times over)
Groovy Baby - Billy Abbot And The Jewels (1963, from Philadelphia, lamenting the fact that somewhere there’s a guy ‘making love to my groovy girl’)
Groovy Date – Jimmy Smith (1957 jazz instrumental)
Groovy Grubworm – Sandy Nelson (instrumental version by ‘Teen Beat’ drummer)
A Groovy Kind of Love –seven versions by as many artists
Groovy Lady – The Meters (New Orleans instrumental funk from 1970)
Groovy Little Suzie – Bo Peep (an alias for Harry Nilsson from 1964)
Groovy Little Thing – original by Ted Hawkins, plus obscure cover from Vancouver’s Bruce Nauer
Groovy Little Trip – Marshmallow Overcoat (retro garage psychedelic from ’86)
Groovy Little Woman – Wilson Pickett (1969)
Groovy Motions – The Fireballs (from ’68, pop with sitar)
Groovy Movies – the Kinks (1969)
A Groovy Place – The Mike Flowers Pops (British parody/spoof on lounge music from 1996)
Groovy Relationship – Kenny O’Dell (1970. Yes; the same guy who sang ‘Beautiful People.’ Features a sitar. Very groovy)
Groovy Summertime – Love Generation (1967 – great pop, group later sang backgrounds for the Partridge Family)
Groovy Times – The Clash (rockin’ punk/pop)
Groovy Tuesday - The Smithereens (late 80s power pop)
(If You Think You’re) Groovy – P.P. Arnold (with Small Faces backing), The Tremeloes or The Flames, a South African band with 2 members who eventually joined the Beach Boys.
My Old Man’s A Groovy Old Man – Easybeats (mid 60s Australian pop)
Somebody Groovy – Mamas & Papas
Treat Her Groovy – New Colony Six (catchy ’67 single from Chicago combo)
The Weddin' March (I Feel Groovy) – Friend & Lover (groovy duet that conservatives can dig)
What A Groovy World – no artist given; it’s on an anthology of Sharon Sheeley demos
Where Is Groovy Town? – Young Fresh Fellows (80s power pop)
Workin’ On A Groovy Thing – original by Patti Drew a year earlier than Fifth Dimension in 1969
3625 Groovy Street – The Wildcats (1963)