Monday, March 13, 2023

Kickin' Hippie's Asses And Raisin' Hell

 March 13, 2023

   A Desert Noir from 1971 continues on its merry way. It practically writes itself.
   In the summertime in the Valley of the Sun, it can be ninety-five at midnight, but on Grand Avenue in Glendale it could be even hotter.


   Mr. Lucky's on Grand Avenue featured Country Music upstairs and Rock and Roll downstairs. During the volatile Sixties and early Seventies, a long-haired customer had to pick just the right time (usually in the middle of a hot Country tune) to slip past the buzzcuts upstairs and hurry down the ramp to the basement.

   Meanwhile, the parking lot was a whole other obstacle course where the collisions and the confrontations, the taunts and the threats were no idle matter. Nobody has ever summed up this situation better than this guy:

"And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother. Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinkin' in a honkytonk, just kickin' Hippie's asses and raisin' hell."

—Jerry Jeff Walker, who sang the most popular version, but this classic dittie was written by Ray Wiley Hubbard 


  1. Anonymous7:16 PM

    Great song!!

  2. Anonymous4:47 PM

    I grew up in PHX and got the heck out of there, went to art school in the bay area in the late sixties and the first night on a visit back home Ray Wiley Hubbard was playing at Mr. Luckys, couldn't get a friend to go with me and they missed a real killer show! Who is John Galt?


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