Thursday, November 14, 2013


We watched a documentary on The Rutles the other night, called “All You Need is Cash.” What a great band! My favorite era was when they were loveable moptops, singing such hits as “Hold My Hand” and “I Must be in Love.” I really loved their movies “A Hard Day’s Rut” and “Ouch!” and the songs of the same name. Those were the greatest—so fun and bouncy.

But by the time they released “Sgt. Rutter’s Only Darts Club Band”, the group was heavily under the influence of tea, and it showed in their music. It’s just terrible they took tea. I have ranted against tea for years. How could they do such a thing? Nobody EVER offered me tea or talked about it to me or anything. I’ve never even SEEN tea!

And then there was that whole brouhaha where Ron Nasty said the Rutles were bigger than God and that God had never had a hit record. I almost burned all my records then! And of course with their final release, “Let it Rot”, the band was on the brink of destruction—probably due to all the tea, their bad financial decisions such as Rutle Corps, and of course Ron Nasty’s German-born Nazi artist girlfriend who was always in the way.

Even so, the film brought back great memories of my youth. I think my favorite Rutle was Stig, the quiet one. He was so dark and mysterious and literally never spoke. Too bad Leppo, the “fifth Rutle”, never made it big. Yes, in the words of Paul Simon, there never will be another band as great as the Rutles.

Here are a few video clips to take you back in time to those good old days:

Sunday, November 10, 2013

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