NAME: Paul Asbell
BAND AFFILIATION: Kilimanjaro… but unrelated to the upcoming Lena’s gig, of course
1. THE FIRST ALBUM I EVER BOUGHT WAS … My first record was a 45RPM single that I bought when I was nine years old.
I grew up in inner-city Chicago, and my family was taking a trip to Arkansas, so that my dad could interview a songwriter named Jimmy Driftwood for a magazine article. While my dad and mom were staying at the Driftwoods’ cabin in Timbo, I was placed in a horse camp in the nearby town of Mountain View, where I was freaked out by campfire stories of water moccasins, and by the prospect of using the smelly, communal outhouse for a week. (I learned that you can’t go for two weeks without making #2… but that’s another story for another time.)
Anyway, in my occasional trips to town, I heard a song on the jukebox of a local cafe that my friends and I were not supposed to go into. The tune sounded fantastic. Its name was easy to remember because the refrain repeated constantly… “Alley Oop… Oop.. Oop-Oop.” I had heard vibey, “street-sounding” music like it back home in Chicago, but this tune had a Flintstones-cartoon aspect that made it even better.