Wednesday Morning OT – Unladylike Music for Women's History Month

Good Morning to those who celebrate. Older kid while leaving the house for school said, "Is your muffin buttered? Would you like us to assign someone to butter your muffin?"

Isle of Wight – Available Light

I said, "Excuse me?"

"What?" etc...

So "Chaise Longue" has been stuck in my head all day long. All day long, on the chaise longue. That whole album is a series of ear worms. My favorite video of the bratty pop-punk group from the Isle of Wight (or at least one of them is) is the one with the lobster claws. "I've got Buffalo 66 on DVD" will never not be funny:

Well, that's not ladylike at all. At All. Spent a while compiling tunes by women about sex, drugs, & rock 'n' roll. Stuff that Doris Day would never sing, zero radio play, middle finger to Emily Post. Brain short-circuited somewhere between Karen Finley's "Belgian Waffles" and Betty Davis's "F.U.N.K." There's too much. (Betty Davis is incredible though, and you should listen to her screech and growl. A lesson in music history from Ms. Mabry, NSFW of course:

)

Here's one of my all time favorites. An old dirty song by Trixie Smith, from the late '20s or early'30s:

Scandalous! 

THAT MOMENT YOU REALIZE you have no idea

what a victrola looks like and 

don'twant to spend the next five hours

trying to draw an accurate one.

ditto men's fashions.

If you wish, betwixt the grumblings, please post an impudent number by the so-called "fairer sex". The older the song, the better. That is all. Good day.

EDIT–That was a sloppily written post. I'm distracted and will try to do better next time. As apology, please accept this sloppy distracted cartoon I made just for you. It's an old joke that's lived in the back of my head for about twenty years. I never bothered writing or drawing it before because it was too idiotic to see the light of day. Until now. This I  present to you, gratis – "Beck, Where It's At, 1929":

Let's call it even.