Tom Archia was, in fact, the front man of the house band at Chicago's Mocambo nightclub, owned by Leonard and Phil Chess. When these brothers went into the record business, with the Aristocrat label in 1947, some of their first recordings were by Tom Archia, including these two "risqué" items. They can be found on the double CD "The Aristocrat of the Blues" (The best of Aristocrat Records, on Chess/MCA).
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Originally Aristocrat single 601. The singer, by the way, was Sheba Griffin. An R&B number with a quite obvious sexual "angle", so to speak :)
FISHIN' POLE I'm goin' fishin' baby, and I've got a long long pole Yes I'm goin' fishin' baby, and I've got a long long pole Fishin' with you baby, in a very deep hole Throw my line in baby, and sink it deep Throw my line in baby, and sink it deep And everything be all reet Now look at my pole baby, it's jumpin' up and down Now look at my pole baby, it's jumpin' up and down Come on and fish woman, and stop your messin' around Pull your line hard baby, so that fish won't get away Pull your line hard baby, so that fish won't get away If you don't catch him baby, we'll fish some other way
Originally on Aristocrat single 602. The vocalist was Jo Jo Adams.
Note the "cool" metaphors in these lyrics!
ICE MAN BLUES I'm the ice man baby, I sell the coldest stuff in town I'm the ice man baby, yes I sell the coldest stuff in town Anytime you get hot baby, call up your ice man and I'll cool you down Every man's got a woman, and every boy's got a chick Every man's got a woman, oo-hoo and every boy's got a chick But you don't have to worry about no ice man, cause your ice man always have his pick You owe me for fifty pounds, yes and you claim you ain't got no dough Listen to me baby You owe me for fifty pounds, and you come around here tellin' you ain't got no dough Well if you pay me some of my money, I ain't gonna put in your box no more I sell ice to all the women To all the finest chicks in town Won't their husbands be real softy When they find out what the ice man puttin' down I'm the ice man baby, yes I sell the coldest stuff in town And won't their husbands be real softy, huh, when they find out what the ice man puttin' down And I sell the coldest stuff in town!
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