Friday, October 24, 2008
Sue & Dwight/Little Jimmy’s Chicken Pickers
Sue & Dwight/Little Jimmy's Chicken Pickers
The Cameron House, Toronto
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Accompanied by her husband Dwight on piano,
Sue Peters is singing her lovely little heart out.
And as the rain falls outside,
on-stage banter has talk of the two growing up in Winnipeg.
From large tumblers,
"everyone drank Manischewitz wine in Winnipeg
because it was cheap", Dwight tells us.
Sitting at a round black table alongside the piano wall,
Dennis is wearing a purple t-shirt.
Sue tells us they didn't pass the musician's subway audition,
and Dwight tells us the Argos lost last night.
But no worries…
Nigel is the afternoon bartender
and Good Times Will Come Again.
This is acoustic roots music
and Dennis sings along with great enthusiasm.
Sue's high on DayQuil and red wine,
and there's a lonely-looking pink egg sitting at her stool's feet.
"Marching to her own percussion
She sometimes misses a step
In her journey through this life
And it hasn't stopped her yet".
Even on DayQuil, red wine and pink egg,
Sue Peters can shake, sing and smile all at the same time
for a raunchy Sylvia Tyson cover…
"Went to the corner, just to ease my pain
It was just to ease my pain
I got drunk and I got sick and I came home again".
I myself feel like crap today, but I didn't get drunk.
There's some confusion over Bob Dylan's title...
Is it Rocking Chair or is it Easy Chair?
"Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
Railings froze"
and the duo is now a trio when
You Ain't Going Nowhere is sung through a hand-held mic
by a guy who,
moments before was sitting on the other side of the room,
bringing smiles and applause as he sings…
"Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere"
A stubby Red Cap bottle now separates Dwight and I,
over conversation about Schwartz's Hebrew Deli in Montreal.
Having road-tripped to Quebec once with three meat-eating men,
I felt like crap.
Finding myself parked outside of the famous deli the morning after
a String Cheese Incident at Club Soda,
I got back seat dizzy watching
long thick sticks of sausage sway back and forth
in animated Italian-like conversation between front seat hands.
The most overwhelming stench of meat filled the entire van.
I groaned, "but I'm a vegetarian",
as I hurled all over my hangover.
From the recording Darlings of the Open Stage,
Last Village Waltz is the set-ender...
"so we'll have another
and another again
we'll drink to the memory of all our old friends".
I love waltzes, but I still feel like crap.
Little Jimmy's Chicken Pickers are now taking over the stage,
filling in for the Cameron Family Singers.
Slim Chicken announces, "I hope you like Rush
because today is all-acoustic Rush Saturday".
Brendan, otherwise known as Picker B
but who I know best as
the drunken barkeep in Tequila Vampire Matinee,
is on acoustic guitar and vocals.
Slim Chicken is on the other acoustic and vocals
along with an oriental chick on upright bass.
They open with a double shot of weather covers:
When the Rains Came by Fred Eaglesmith is followed by
Louisiana 1927 by Randy Newman.
Slim Chicken swaps the guitar for mandolin
singing, "they're trying to wash us away",
as more folks stumble in from the Queen St downpour.
And for some reason I wanna call Slim Chicken, Chris
"fifteen years ago I learned this next song off a cassette tape",
Chris tells us.
"does anyone remember cassette tapes?"
And when I heard the words..
"It ain't me
It's the people that say
Men are leading the women astray
But I say, it's the women today
Smarter than the man in every way",
I'm taken back to a previous life.
This song was originally written by Harry Belafonte.
But I got to know Man Smart, Woman Smarter
through the Grateful Dead.
No wonder Chris mentioned cassette tapes.
Unlike String Cheese,
Red Cap beer and long thick sausage sticks
or pink eggs, DayQuil and Manischewitz wine,
nothing went better together than Dead shows and cassette tapes.
And in Dead-like style,
Little Jimmy's Chicken Pickers slid in a little Iko Iko tease
before segueing a Dead Head into a Hollywood actress...
"Winona Ryder, gonna miss me when I'm gone!"
http://www.sueanddwight.com/
http://www.myspace.com/chickenpickers
The Cameron House, Toronto
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Accompanied by her husband Dwight on piano,
Sue Peters is singing her lovely little heart out.
And as the rain falls outside,
on-stage banter has talk of the two growing up in Winnipeg.
From large tumblers,
"everyone drank Manischewitz wine in Winnipeg
because it was cheap", Dwight tells us.
Sitting at a round black table alongside the piano wall,
Dennis is wearing a purple t-shirt.
Sue tells us they didn't pass the musician's subway audition,
and Dwight tells us the Argos lost last night.
But no worries…
Nigel is the afternoon bartender
and Good Times Will Come Again.
This is acoustic roots music
and Dennis sings along with great enthusiasm.
Sue's high on DayQuil and red wine,
and there's a lonely-looking pink egg sitting at her stool's feet.
"Marching to her own percussion
She sometimes misses a step
In her journey through this life
And it hasn't stopped her yet".
Even on DayQuil, red wine and pink egg,
Sue Peters can shake, sing and smile all at the same time
for a raunchy Sylvia Tyson cover…
"Went to the corner, just to ease my pain
It was just to ease my pain
I got drunk and I got sick and I came home again".
I myself feel like crap today, but I didn't get drunk.
There's some confusion over Bob Dylan's title...
Is it Rocking Chair or is it Easy Chair?
"Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
Railings froze"
and the duo is now a trio when
You Ain't Going Nowhere is sung through a hand-held mic
by a guy who,
moments before was sitting on the other side of the room,
bringing smiles and applause as he sings…
"Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere"
A stubby Red Cap bottle now separates Dwight and I,
over conversation about Schwartz's Hebrew Deli in Montreal.
Having road-tripped to Quebec once with three meat-eating men,
I felt like crap.
Finding myself parked outside of the famous deli the morning after
a String Cheese Incident at Club Soda,
I got back seat dizzy watching
long thick sticks of sausage sway back and forth
in animated Italian-like conversation between front seat hands.
The most overwhelming stench of meat filled the entire van.
I groaned, "but I'm a vegetarian",
as I hurled all over my hangover.
From the recording Darlings of the Open Stage,
Last Village Waltz is the set-ender...
"so we'll have another
and another again
we'll drink to the memory of all our old friends".
I love waltzes, but I still feel like crap.
Little Jimmy's Chicken Pickers are now taking over the stage,
filling in for the Cameron Family Singers.
Slim Chicken announces, "I hope you like Rush
because today is all-acoustic Rush Saturday".
Brendan, otherwise known as Picker B
but who I know best as
the drunken barkeep in Tequila Vampire Matinee,
is on acoustic guitar and vocals.
Slim Chicken is on the other acoustic and vocals
along with an oriental chick on upright bass.
They open with a double shot of weather covers:
When the Rains Came by Fred Eaglesmith is followed by
Louisiana 1927 by Randy Newman.
Slim Chicken swaps the guitar for mandolin
singing, "they're trying to wash us away",
as more folks stumble in from the Queen St downpour.
And for some reason I wanna call Slim Chicken, Chris
"fifteen years ago I learned this next song off a cassette tape",
Chris tells us.
"does anyone remember cassette tapes?"
And when I heard the words..
"It ain't me
It's the people that say
Men are leading the women astray
But I say, it's the women today
Smarter than the man in every way",
I'm taken back to a previous life.
This song was originally written by Harry Belafonte.
But I got to know Man Smart, Woman Smarter
through the Grateful Dead.
No wonder Chris mentioned cassette tapes.
Unlike String Cheese,
Red Cap beer and long thick sausage sticks
or pink eggs, DayQuil and Manischewitz wine,
nothing went better together than Dead shows and cassette tapes.
And in Dead-like style,
Little Jimmy's Chicken Pickers slid in a little Iko Iko tease
before segueing a Dead Head into a Hollywood actress...
"Winona Ryder, gonna miss me when I'm gone!"
http://www.sueanddwight.com/
http://www.myspace.com/chickenpickers