This one takes me back to my college days. I grew up listening to a slew of different kinds of music, but I was always partial to the Big Band Era. Glen Miller, Cab Calloway, and the like. When Jon Favreau’s epic Swingers premiered in 1996 and I saw Big Bad Voodoo Daddy featured prominently, I knew I had found something special.
I actually saw them play in a few different venues and met them through a friend of a friend. Just a heads up, when the lead singer of a band sees you at the bar and says, “Hey (MC’s real name)! Thanks for coming up for the show, man!” it goes a long way to impress the chick you were just throwing around the dance floor.
God bless Scotty Morris.
Sadly, The Derby (the movie and real life location BBVD played frequently) is now a freaking Citibank. Pardon me whilst my twenty-something self dies a little inside.