Tuesday, March 09, 2021

Les Coole and The Cukes: a Two-fer Tuesday

With recent homegrown, in-GTB music being posted from Dave and zdaughter, Les Coole gets a little FOMO. Last week, he and The Cukes released a pair of songs, one new and one 15 years old.

The new one: virtual music collaborations are in increasing supply during the pandemic. Technology enabled this creation like nothing else could have. Three good friends of mine from high school, one of whom lives in New Orleans, contributed tracks of guitar, drums, bass, Hammond B3 organ, and  background vocals.

30-some years ago, the four of us used to go see shows at nearby Hampton Coliseum, a 10k-14k capacity arena opened just more than a half-century ago. Fast fact: The venue held its first event on December 1, 1969, the College of William and Mary vs. North Carolina State University in a college basketball game. The Virginia Squires also played some of their home games there. 

A laundry list of music's top stars have performed there, including Elvis, Springsteen, U2 (I remember my friends camping out for tickets to the Joshua Tree show; I wasn't that cool), and the Stones, whose 1981 show was recorded and released as Still Life and in full form here. Mick got a few local grins when he followed the show's opener of "Under My Thumb" (a great version) with:

Hey, welcome, Virginia. Welcome, Hampton. And welcome to everyone watching it on TV. Hope you're having a good time there drinkin' a few beers, smokin' a few joints at home wit' you, allll right.

Dave and I saw The Cult in Hampton in 1990 or so. FOGTB Lecky reached down to grab a tambourine that singer Ian Astbury brilliantly threw into the crowd down in front. He came up with a couple of fingers barely attached. But it was a good show otherwise. 

For the Grateful Dead, Hampton Coliseum was a regular tour stop. 21 times, including two shows in 1989 appearing as The Warlocks owing to Hampton's weariness of "Shakedown Street," the traveling Deadhead bazaar and its lovably (to some) grubby, narcotic-bringing, trash-leaving inhabitants. I attended the first night of this stand, which was eventually given the box set treatment.

That group of friends saw more than our fair share of Dead shows there in high school, among many other offerings. Two Novembers ago, I went back to the Coliseum for Dead and Company show that brought back all the feels, including the neighborly pass-along ones.

Phish picked up where the Dead left off at Hampton Coliseum. "The mothership" was a mainstay, sometimes for a trio of shows at a time, and in 1999, the six-disc Hampton Comes Alive was released.  Other than that, the venue had been dormant in recent years, at least relative to its heyday in the 70's and 80's. Plenty of Disney Princesses on Ice and such. I did see a terrific Pearl Jam show a few years ago.

I used to travel past the Coliseum twice a night when grad school class was in person. One night a song idea struck me, and by the time I got home, most of the words were written, via voice to text. For months to come, I dabbled in Les Coole Studios on my third floor, sketching out a song structure thanks to the aforementioned NOLA-dwelling friend Ned. Tracks would be exchanged on Dropbox, and here's the result.


The Coliseum

The Coliseum / Lay in ruins
Wasn’t nothin' / Nothin' doin
So many Dead / So long ago
The sun had set / On the old live show
Around the bend / A moonlight drive
Lights are up / She comes alive

CHORUS
Recount the times we came to see ‘em
Playing in The Coliseum
History like a museum
Hear it at The Coliseum

Gladiators / They don’t fight
But sloshy moshers / They just might
No emperors / On golden thrones
But skeletons / They shake their bones
The ghosts they fly / The boss, the king
The edge, the stones / They let Phil sing

CHORUS

BRIDGE
Tonight in old Virginia / I’m the evening Squire
So run with me and can’t you see / the Scarlet in the Fire?

All the shows / And all the showmen
Ancient now / But we’re still roamin’
So pack a bag / And hop a train
Or hitch a ride / Back home again
50 points / Of colored light
The mothership / She flies tonight

CHORUS

Song 2: Just One More

15 years ago, Ned and I exchanged some song ideas about the end of the summer here at the beach. I wrote a whole lot of lyrics. Ned roughed out a scratch track for guitar with a drum track behind it. I found myself in the Crescent City for work, and I spent an afternoon in his home studio laying the vocals down. And left town.

Around the holidays, a CD appeared in many of our friends' mailboxes. Ned had fleshed out the recording with a couple of his friends adding bass and a whopped of a harmonica track. The Last Resort was the makeshift name of the band we'd had in high school, and that name was attached to this song, called "Just One More." Les Coole and The Cukes have absorbed it, and it gets a formal release 15 years after its creation.

483 words, including "panoply" in 2 minutes and 42 seconds. Yeah, it's a lot. I'm happy that we immortalized our old friend Bill, who died in October 2019 from the flu, which just had to be COVID. And happy that it gets a new light of day.

Enjoy... and keep making music.

20 comments:

rob said...

i'm one game away from completing the second-most epic sporting prognostication in gtb history. tune in tomorrow to see how we did.

zman said...

I saw "Just One More" on Spotify this weekend. You're prolific! "Beer and beer and beer and beer ..."

rootsminer said...

Les Coole is really cranking 'em out. Nice work!

I think I've only been to a show at the Coliseum once, when my college gf convinced me to go with her to a NYE DMB show. It was painful. In retrospect, breaking up before then would have been a good move.

rob said...

les chose not to mention an r.e.m. show that he and i saw at the coliseum with fratre otis. the show itself was fine, but more memorable was the altercation we got into in the post-concert traffic, which featured an aggro townie punching otis and whitney exploding from the back seat of a two-door ford escort in defense. which had the effect of shoving otis' head into his lap (he was in the passenger seat) and probably humiliated him more than the sucker-punch he received. to his credit, otis was always pretty mellow about personal humiliation.

zman said...

rootsy, is that the show where she ordered you to stand behind her and snuggle like all the other couples there?

In better news, it was 63 degrees out when I ran a lunchtime errand and "Big Up" by Rayvon and Shaggy was on the radio. I can't be in a bad mood now.

Further, zson turned 10 today. I can't believe he's been around that long. I remember the instant he was born, and when they stuck him on the scale while he screamed and cried I realized his philtrum is identical zwoman's.

rob said...

les and the cukes have some range. the lead singer, well, he's got charisma.

Whitney said...

Rob, I totally forgot to mention that R.E.M. show! That was ridiculous. I was standing in gridlock traffic and challenging a dude to a fight who would have kicked my ass for sure. Luckily Johnny Law was 10 cars back with a bullhorn. "Is there a problem?" A smile, a wave, a retreat into the back of the Escort. How did I not have shotgun???

Whitney said...

Good set from that show. Too many Green inclusions, but that was the tour.

Mark said...

Makes sense that Kemba is 10. Twas the 10 year anniversary of his namesakes game winner against Pitt yesterday that kicked off his ridiculous March run. Still by far the most impressive two tournament March run by a wide, wide margin.

rob said...

they played three encores? no wonder that dude wanted to know what time it was.

Whitney said...

It was Otis who wanted to know what time it was. We wanted to make last call at the Delly.

rob said...

of course. that's right. what an affront to that other dude, though.

Whitney said...

I just remember that he responded to Otis’s request for the time with “hey man, I’m pissed off.” To which Otis replied, “Well, I’m pissed off now, too.” Then... wham! And not in the good George Michael way.

Marls said...

That’s more the Andrew Ridgley way.

Dave said...

nice whit! your voice sounds great, crisp and lots of space around it. I've got to remaster my song so it sounds as good . . .

rootsminer said...

Pipe down with the Ridgley slander Marls. And don’t even think about coming after Garfunkel or Oates!

Whitney said...

The Fighting Christians’ hopes were dashed.

Mark said...

Impressive finish by Jalen Suggs. He’s damn good on both ends of the floor. Good size for a PG, engaged defender and an evolving offensive game. He doesn’t jump off the screen when you first watch him but he’s got a competitive greatness to him.

TR said...

On the topic of Jalen Suggs, I am all in on the Zags this year. Mark Few seems like a decent dude, and not just b/c he resembles our old fraternity Major Tom. I always love me a mid-major contender. They are undefeated. And they are fun as hell to watch. Only caught part of tonight’s game b/c I was striving for mediocrity on a paddle tennis court, but an impressive effort to avoid a letdown loss.

TR said...

I loved Ridgeley’s solo song Shake when it came out. And I say that with no irony. But a little retrospective shame.

Final point - I bristle at criticism of Dave Matthews Band. I think a lot of folks hate it b/c it’s so popular w/ douchebag white people. It’s not Dave’s fault that it’s so popular and accessible. Yeah, I hate Satellite too. But if you can’t dig Two Step or #41 or his take on All Along the Watchtower or the great Dave Matthews/Tim Reynolds double album (Live at Luther College), I think you’re bringing some baggage into your opinion. Wow, I sound like Whit arguing against me.