Nacido el 12 de enero de 1941 en Londres, Long John Baldry fue un fenómeno británico que supuso un impacto en la cultura pop de su país aunque nunca logró conquistar la escena internacional. En los 60, formó Steampacket, un supergrupo con Rod Stewart, Julie Driscoll y Brian Auger. Más tarde formó Bluesology con el teclista Reg Dwight (que pronto se convertiría en Elton John). En 1964, los Beatles lo llevaron como invitado a los especiales de TV británica en 1964.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
(Note; The preamble to this song, titled "Conditional Discharge", features Long John telling the story of his early days busking for pennies, is played at half speed over the same blues progression, mostly on the piano.)
DON'T TRY TO LAY NO BOOGIE-WOOGIE ON THE KING OF ROCK AND ROLL (by Jeff Thomas)
E 1. Don't tell me none of no lies, woman, 'cause all you know, I've told. Don't sell me no alibis sister, 'cause all you've got, I've sold. A You better leave that midnight sneaking, to the one who worked it out, E I don't want to hear no back talk, speakin', go on shut your mouth. B7A7 And everything's gonna work out tight, if you act like you been told; E7 Just don't try to lay no boogie-woogie, on the King of Rock and Roll.
2. Don't feed me no T.V. dinners, when you know I'm used to steak. I don't need no rank beginners, when it's time to shake the shake.
You'd better pull your things together, reach in and dust it out, And if you feel that you just can't dig it, then I guess you don't know, what it's all about.
It ain't a matter of pork and beans, that gonna justify your soul; Just don't try to lay no boogie-woogie, on the King of Rock and Roll.
(Solo Verses)
3. You weren't alive, when I started to jive, so don't put none on me. You didn't arrive, 'til late forty-five, but your head's stuck in fifty-three.
You got what it takes, to keep the heads a-spinning down at the old rib shack. But you come off, just like a fool grinning, in the back of a red Cadillac.
You can't come across the "Atsville Bridge" until you pay the toll. So don't try to lay no boogie-woogie, on the King of Rock and Roll.