Web of Sound and Bona Fide Records, brought Hasil to Lancaster. Carl from the Web, already the size of a bear, became an official Moose so he could rent the place out. The local rockabilly act the Red Roosters opened up along with The Dusters from Maryland, who were made up of ex-members of the Left and the Skeptics. So it was a damn good show from the start, and Rustle Noonetwisting had his trusty tape recorder and camera along as usual to put the spectacle down in the annals of Lancaster music history.
Hasil Adkins got on stage at the Moose Lodge with his cowboy hat tied under his chin, guitar in hand, and sat down behind a drum kit. He really was a one-man band. According to Norton Records liner notes he said, "I can't have no band. I like to change to different chords and can't expect nobody to follow me."
Right off he started thumping out the bass beat and a hi-hat with his feet and bashing the cymbals with the headstock of the guitar (mind you that's the same headstock containing the tuning keys). Hollered, hooted, shrieked, whistled, crooned, cooed, jabbered, yodeled, and yes, even sang some pretty notes into the microphone.
It's good to be in Lancaster.
Yeah, I bought my second guitar out of this city along time ago.
My second guitar comes from Lancaster city....
I'm glad to see you all out here tonight.
Thank you for comin'....
...It's called Punchy Wunchy Wickey Wackey Woo
You got any special songs you wanna hear....?
No More Hot Dogs
Come on baby, don't you be late
I want your head, I want it tonight
Cut your head of at half past eight
I'll have it on my wall about a half past ten...
This ain't no rock'n'roll show ha ha ha ha!
This is me back again cause I need another head.
Just like I said, I'm gonna cut your head off
And you can eat no more hot dogs!
Why's don't I tell you what it is?
I wen' out last night and I got messed up
When I woke up this mornin'
Shoulda seen what I had inna bed wi' me
She comes up at me outta the bed
Pull her hair down the eye
Looks to me like a dyin' can of that commodity meat....
I got a new one coming out.... It's called
She'll See Me Again Well I hope she will anyway, you know.
[Listen carefully to Hasil's special tuning. I'm pretty sure it hasn't been published in Guitar Player magazine yet.]
Can anybody do The Hunch?
Have you got any more you wanna hear?
...Quiver yourself from head to toe
Do your stuff wherever you go
Do your stuff upon the floor
Do your stuff wherever you go
Come on baby, do the chicken-chicken walk....
Peanut Butter Rock and Roll
You got anything else you wanna hear?
[More divergent guitar tuning.]
I Need Your Head
This ain't no rock'n'roll show....
I got about one more tonight. Then I gotta leave.
We want the Haze!
After the show, I took my copy of Out To Hunch up to Hasil Adkins for an autograph, which he was more than happy to oblige. Sounded something like this...He said:
What's your name?The Haze was the real thing.
How do you spell that?
Alright, here you go.