{"id":497,"date":"2010-05-16T16:18:41","date_gmt":"2010-05-16T21:18:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/funky16corners.lunarpages.net\/?p=497"},"modified":"2013-09-16T08:48:52","modified_gmt":"2013-09-16T13:48:52","slug":"wayne-cochran-goin-back-to-miami","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/funky16corners.com\/?p=497","title":{"rendered":"Wayne Cochran – Goin’ Back to Miami"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nThe Mighty Wayne Cochran!!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Listen\/Download – Wayne Cochran – Goin’ Back to Miami <\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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Greetings all. <\/strong><\/p>\n

Hey everybody!
\nWelcome to the new week.
\nIs everyone ready to get their eyebrows singed?<\/em>
\nIn the many years (decades) that I\u2019ve been chasing records, there are records that I will seek forever, ultimately unrequited.
\nThen, with a tip of the chapeau to the supernatural, there are the records that are meant to be mine, pushed into my view, and delivered to my crates by the intervention of what the denizens of the mystic east once referred to as kismet.<\/em>
\nToday\u2019s selection is one of them.
\nNot too long ago, I purchased a video collection of performances from a Detroit dance party show, mainly because it featured video of one of my all time faves, the mighty Jerry-O<\/strong>. So, some time goes by and eventually the DVD popped through the mailslot, after which I had only to wait for some of that good \u2018alone\u2019 time, on account of nobody else in this crib has the slightest interest in watching fuzzy, third generation bootleg video of people they don\u2019t know, lip-synching on a long forgotten TV show while a bunch of bored teenagers do the frug in the background.
\nThat time finally came, and I settled in with a cold drink and some potato chips to enhance the viewing experience.
\nThings started out well enough, with some footage of Detroit garage greats the Rationals <\/strong>(I\u2019m a big garage punk fan, too) and rolled right along to a variety of 1966\/67 stuff, all groovy. In fact there were (including today\u2019s selection) no less than three mindbending revelations (for me anyway) that will all appear in this space in the weeks to come.
\nAnyway, I\u2019m really digging this video, when who should pop up on the screen but my old fave, Mr Wayne Cochran<\/strong>.
\nIf you don\u2019t know Wayne Cochran, you really ought to, because in the annals of whiteboy soul, Wayne and his giant, psychedelic mushroom cloud of a hairdo cast a big shadow. When you first see film of him performing it is immediately clear that he was trying his damndest to be the white, chubbsy-ubbsy James Brown<\/strong> (circa 1965), but when you have the chance to soak in the breadth of his catalog you begin to realize that he was something more than that, i.e. possessed of a genuinely unique, remarkably enthusiastic take on rock and soul music.
\nAnyway, I was watching the video, and then the host of the show introduces Wayne and says that he\u2019s going to do a song called \u2018Goin\u2019 Back to Miami\u2019.
\n\u201cOK\u201d, I thought. \u201cI\u2019ve never heard this one before\u201d.
\nThen, in a flash, the entire landscape of Cochranistan underwent a radical change, erupting in a white hot blast of flame that pretty much knocked me on my ass.
\nI mean, holy flaming fuckballs<\/em>\u2026I\u2019d heard a lot of Wayne Cochran, but none of it, no matter how right, tight and out of sight came within a mile of \u2018Goin\u2019 back to Miami\u2019.
\nIt was as if Wayne got ahold of Otis<\/strong>\u2019s \u2018I Can\u2019t Turn You Loose\u2019, poured rocket fuel all over it and threw a match on it.
\nBLAMMO!!!<\/strong>
\nMy eyes were rolling, my hair was standing on end and the musical card catalog in my head was upended and spilled on the floor, never to be properly shuffled again.
\nThere was Wayne, poured into a suit three sizes too small, swiveling about the stage while the band, complete with capes (no shit!) work it out behind him.
\nThere\u2019s a video out there of Cochran performing this same song live on the Jackie Gleason<\/strong> show,<\/a> with Wayne in a suit the color of a key lime pie absolutely burning up the stage, working the call and response with the band, that has to be the craziest thing Gleason ever whipped on the folks at home. It\u2019s not hard to picture some old guy smacking the side of his TV set wondering what the fuck had gone wrong.
\nSo, once things came to a halt, I tore into the interwebs in search of a vinyl copy of same.
\nImagine the depth of my crestfallen-ness when I came up snake eyes.<\/em>
\nNo matter where I looked \u2013 aside from CD comps \u2013 I could not locate ‘Goin’ Back to Miami’ anywhere.
\nI saved the search, and went back and assuaged myself by playing the video repeatedly.
\nA few days later, I repeated my search and found a copy, up for auction, with one bid (standing at 99 cents) from a seller who lived about five minutes from my house.
\nI assumed that the first bidder must have laid down a serious chunk of change, so I entered a significant maximum bid, instantly driving the price up to the princely sum of one dollar and thirty seven cents (!?!?) which is where it stayed until the auction ended, with yours truly the victor (to whom, according to legend, belong the spoils*).
\nIt was as if the keeper of the great book of vinyl suddenly noticed a forgotten, dog-eared page, opened it and discovered that it had been written that this very banger of a 45 was destined for my record box, and with a wave of his hand (or magic wand, or tone arm), made it so.
\nA few days later the 45 hopped out of the mailbox and into my greedy meathooks right onto the turntable, and the next thing you know, abba-zabba, zip-a-dee-doo-dah, biff-bang-pow<\/em>, I\u2019m playing it, and replaying it at the kind of high volume generally reserved for amped up teenagers, the hard of hearing and those of us swept up in a transformative religious experience (my case being the latter).
\nAnd so, I placed it on the platter and let the wonderfulness flow up through the stylus where it passed into the computer, transmuted into the ones and zeros of legend so that this two minutes and forty seconds of nuthouse soul might be shared with you all.
\nSo strap yourself in, crank up the volume and let it rip.
\nYou will not be disappointed.
\nI promise.
\nYou can thank me later.<\/p>\n

Peace<\/strong><\/p>\n

Larry<\/strong><\/p>\n


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*This particular scenario has played itself out, in very similar ways, many times before. Enough so, that were I a superstitious\/religious type I might be inclined to suspect some kind of divine intervention.
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