The Fallacies of Howard J. Osborn and Richards J. Heuer, et al.

[Steve Logan]

Anecdote:  I learned how to surf a couple of days before The Beach Boy's first hit single, Surfin' Safari, was released in June 1962, and three months before their album by the same title was released, so I can say in all honesty that that totally "bitchen" band didn't have anything to do with my initial "stoke," which endorphin "high" was achieved on my very first "paddle-out" on the south side of Scripps Pier on Creighton Robinson's 9-0 Al Nelson "gun".

I guess that make me OG, surfin'-wise.

It's ironic, though, that I, after falling in love with their songs Surfin' Safari and 409, etc, eventually (in the Fall of 1967) fell in love with the music of Jimi Hendrix, who sang the immortal words, "So to you I shall put an end, and you'll never hear surf music again" (in his 1966 song, Third Stone From The Sun) when I heard Purple Haze blaring over and over again from a dorm window one day during homecoming week at TCU (where the school colors are purple and white, and, iirc, we beat Texas Tech on a long 4th quarter touchdown pass from quarterback P. D. Shabay to a wide-open-way-down-the-field Bill Ferguson), and that in 1999 I would, on a regular basis, sing "Hey Joe" for a band called "Traffic Jam" at now-gone Molly's Irish Pub in the now-gone Hotel Avion Building on Ceska Street ... in Brno, Czech Republic.

Whoa, so hardcore.

Little surfer little one
Made my heart come all undone
Do you love me, do you surfer girl
Surfer girl my little surfer girl
I have watched you on the shore
Standing by the ocean's roar
Do you love me do you surfer girl
Surfer girl surfer girl
We could ride the surf together
While our love would grow
In my Woody I would take you everywhere I go
So I say from me to you
I will make your dreams come true
Do you love me do you surfer girl
Surfer girl my little surfer girl
Well
Girl surfer girl my little surfer girl
Well
Girl surfer girl my little surfer girl
Well
Girl surfer girl my little surfer girl

 

[Thomas Graves]

Whoa, so hardcore.

(...)

Logan,

I never liked that one, actually, nor

Sher-ry, Sher-err-err-errrr-reeee-bay-yay-beee, Sher-re-bay-bee! by Frankenstein and the Four Horsemen.

Seems like your cup of tea, though.  The hardcore falsetto, and everythang ...

--  MWT 

[Steve Logan]

Logan,

I never liked that one, actually, nor

Sher-ry, Sher-err-err-errrr-reeee-bay-yay-beee, Sher-re-bay-bee! by Frankenstein and the Four Horsemen.

Seems like your cup of tea, though.  The hardcore falsetto, and everythang ...

--  MWT 

Too much New Jersey and eye-talian for my tastes.

[Thomas Graves]

Too much New Jersey and eye-talian for my tastes.

We finally agree on something.

--  MWT 

[Steve Logan]

We finally agree on something.

--  MWT 

Gee, thanks Moondoggie.

[Thomas Graves]

Gee, thanks Moondoggie.

"Moondoggie"?

Close ... but no cigar.

"Underdog"

Bastard son of  Bob "Bob Dog" Mahon, the 6' 3" 190-pound Juvenile Hall Probation Officer who was quick enough and strong enough to get (former) bad-ass San Diego cop Norm Veasman in a headlock and make him drop his gun on the old Bahia Bridge, in 1964.

... but not "Moondoggie".

Get it?

[Steve Logan]

"Moondoggie"?

Close ... but no cigar.

"Underdog"

Bastard son of  Bob "Bob Dog" Mahon, the 6' 3" 190-pound Juvenile Hall Probation Officer who was quick enough and strong enough to get (former) bad-ass San Diego cop Norm Veasman in a headlock and make him drop his gun on the old Bahia Bridge, in 1964.

... but not "Moondoggie".

Get it?

I know póg mo thóin (you should give that a try)

I know Poch ma hon (you can give that a go too)

Never heard of Bob "Bob Dog" Mahon.

Speaking of surfing , did you know the recently departed "King of The Surf Guitar" was born in my home town?