A music-obsessed, retired San Francisco lawyer, and author of the rock & roll memoir Jittery White Guy Music (available on Amazon)... picking a random album or song in his collection every day or so and sharing a few thoughts.
The nonsensically-titled track, off Mott The Hoople's 1973 LP Mott, may be the most perfect distillation of the band's glam-rock bona fides. While it doesn't reach out and grab you by the throat as forcefully as that album's anthemic opener "All The Way From Memphis," it's in some ways the more varied and interesting song. You get a soaring guitar hook over descending bass to open the song, swiveling into a crunchy power-chord romp with Ian Hunter in full-on rasp in the verses. But then it goes sideways with that weird distorted vocal bit, a strange Bowie-esque interjection, before launching into one of the most memorable earworm choruses of the era.
More than half a century after its release, I still get wiggy joy at the delivery of "Honaloochie boogie yeah!," the imaginary word rhyming with the Marc Bolan-conjuring hard-oo boogie suggesting a scene that doesn't exist but sounds like a ton of fun.Muffled tv lip-sync:Live 2009:Cover by Babylon Zoo:Yellow Monkey's Japanese cover:
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