Monday, June 2

Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom.

John Lee Hooker scatting on Maxwell Street in the Blues Brothers.

My mother saw this one in the theater, and then saw it again, with us kids. I think it was my first R movie, but the scenes were too close to home to miss, Mom thought. Nevermind the language, she knew we needed to see this one.

The car chase scene through the abandoned Dixie Square Mall? The street scenes, where my Dad worked on Lower Wacker? The Cook County clerk's office, manned by none other than Steven Speilberg? The whole movie really...

Come on, Baby.
Walk Your Walk.
Talk Your Talk, Baby...
Ah, boom, boom, boom, boom...
Elwood: We're on a mission from God.
Jake: We'll put the band back together, do a few gigs, we get some bread. Bang! Five thousand bucks.
Elwood: Yeah, well, getting the band back together might not that be that easy, Jake.
Jake: What are you talking about?
Elwood: They split, they all took straight jobs.
Jake: Yeah, so you know where they are. You said you were gonna keep in touch with them.
Elwood: Well... I got a couple of leads, a few phone numbers, but I mean, how many of them visited or even wrote you, huh?
Jake: They're not the kinda guys who write letters. You were outside, I was inside. You were supposed to keep in touch with the band. I kept asking you if we were gonna play again.
Elwood: Well, what was I gonna do? Take away your only hope? Take away the very thing that kept you going in there? I took the liberty of bullshitting you, okay?
Jake: You lied to me.
Elwood: It wasn't a lie, it was just bullshit.

ADDED: And of course, who could ever forget this scene?
You Better Think! But remember how her man done dropped her fast, and left when the boys were back in town?

Ah, Freedom!

Speaking of...
Warden threw a party in the county jail.
Prison band was there, and they began to wail...
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing,
should'a heard those knocked out jailbirds sing!
...
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone.
Little Joey blowin' on the slide trombone.
Drummer boy from Illinois went crash-boom-bang!
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.