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Part II
Bio
Part III -
Memphis Louie an
the Rockin'
Firebirds of
Death
The Rockin
Firebirds of
Death : L-R
Leroi Z
Coondawg,
Memphis Louie
Studebaker,
Etheridge
Lockjaw Jones
Ist, Levi Mac
'an Sheonaidh
Rickenbacker,
Bob Bitchin's
Right Elbow
The Summer of 85
was Emil-free,
as the Shrink
had gone off to
ride the freight
cars a’hoboin’
around North
America before
beginning an
exchange year in
Vancouver. With
all these songs,
the rest of the
band were keen
to go ahead and
do something, so
Meantime
frontman
Roddy Huggan
was recruited to
cover vocals and
harmonica.
The
Subterraneans
had been so much
identified with
Emil and his
unique style
that the band
reckoned that
they’d better
adopt a
different name
for the purposes
of gigging with
Roddy. After
several days of
fretting, Leroi
had a dream one
night and awoke
with the name “Memphis
Louie an The
Rockin’
Firebirds of
Death”
written on the
bedside table.
Consequently
Roddy, as
frontman, had to
become
Memphis Louie
Studebaker.
Etheridge, a
diehard
Jethro Tull
fan on the
side, was a
member of the
Stornoway Folk
Club, an
organisation
otherwise made
up almost
exclusively of
people from
south of the
border – and I
ain’t talking
Hearachs - in
possession of
facial hair and
lucrative
employment with
the local
authority. When
the folkies
decided to have
a “Rhythm
and Blues Night”
upstairs in the
County Hotel,
Etheridge
managed to
secure a slot
for the band. A
full 2 guitar,
bass and drums
set wasn’t
permitted, so
Etheridge played
the hi-hat again
(or did he?).
The performance
was slightly out
of tune and not
up to practice
quality.
At this point
Zink Sputnik
decided he’d had
enough and
called it a day.
He hadn’t been
happy with the
Firebirds’
musical style
for a while and
the lacklustre
gig in the
County was the
last straw.
Unfortunately,
just as Zink
headed away for
the bus to
Gress, Bob
Bitchin’
appeared and
announced that
the band had a
second slot to
play that night,
down at a
charity ceilidh
in the Royal.
Despite the lack
of a rhythm
guitarist and
constant
heckling from
the late
Parkend Scribe
(still blacked
up after doing
his politically
correct comedy
act earlier in
the evening),
the Royal set
was pretty good
and got quite a
response. Leroi
was feeling smug
at the bar
afterwards when
an emotional
young lady came
up and asked him
“Hey, cove,
what’sh the name
of your band?”.
Leroi told her.
“Well, you
didn’t play
Freebird and
you’re f***ing
sh*te”. Right.
Zink was
replaced on
rhythm guitar
almost
immediately by
Neil “The Hippy”
Shaw, a pal
of Memphis
Louie’s from
Back, who
adopted the band
handle “Levi
Mac ‘an
Sheonaidh
Rickenbacker”
for reasons best
known to
himself. Levi
was pretty
familiar with a
lot of the
material and
very keen, so
the band kept
practising in
the hope of
getting a gig or
two more before
the Summer was
out.
Memphis Louie's
reliance on a
sheet of paper
for the words
attracts
undisguised
contempt from
music
professional
Etheridge. The
Synthesizer and
the music stand,
by the
way, weren't
nothin to do
with the
Firebirds.
There’s a pretty
good quality
practice tape
made up from
these sessions,
once again
recorded on
Leroi’s ghetto
blaster. Most of
these practices
in the Summer of
85 took place
down at Tong
Studios, Leroi’s
garage being out
of bounds by now
because of the
racket.
Levi, as his
original
nickname might
suggest, was a
bit of a peace
campaigner on
the side, and as
a consequence
was involved
with the
organisation of
a benefit gig in
September 85 for
“Hebrides CND”
at the
Royal Hotel.
This wasn’t
everybody in the
band’s cup of
herbal tea,
notably Leroi
who was actively
seeking
employment in
the nuclear
missile industry
by this time,
but a gig was a
gig and it was
probably going
to be the last
chance to play
before college
restarted.
On the night
(5/9/85), it
transpired that
the acts who
actually showed
were a great
combination:
Swedish TV,
The Meantime
and
Memphis
Louie an The
Rockin’
Firebirds of
Death.
It might not
mean much now,
but in 85 these
were the only
active rock
bands in the
island who were
trying to do
something
original(ish).
Swedish TV’s
material was
nearly all their
own, The
Meantime played
a mix of
originals and
quality punk and
post-punk
covers, and any
covers that
Memphis Louie
played might as
well have been
originals given
their age and
obscurity. In
its limited
mid-80s way it
was the
Leodhasach
equivalent of
seeing
Elvis, Jerry Lee
and Johnny Cash
on the
one bill at the
height of their
powers. Or the Stooges,
the
MC5
and err...
You know what I
mean.
Somebody was
dancing so it
can't have been
that bad...
No-one in the
bands had
managed to tape
the occasion,
but luckily
there were a
couple of
drunken
bootleggers
there with a
dodgy cassette
player and even
dodgier
batteries -
Ejected
Dark Visit
drummer
Alan Dick
and his pal
Roddy
“Actor” Morrison
can be
heard throughout
the tape they
made, the witty
badinage
deteriorating
to “That’s my
cymbal they’re
playing… yay …
f***…” as the
night wears on.
The Firebirds
closed the night
with the
13th Floor
Elevators’
“You’re
Gonna
Miss Me”
(by which time
the tape had run
out), and that
was it.
Etheridge
Lockjaw Jones
1st decided that
it was time to
go out on a high
note, Leroi and
Memphis Louie
were off to
college, and the
Rockin’
Firebirds of
Death were no
more.
So that was the
end of the
Subterraneans’
line – 21 August
1981 to 5
September 1985.
RIP?
Well, not quite.
Near enough
everybody in the
band went off
and did other
musical stuff
afterwards,
although none of
it was ever
anything like as
good. Check out
the
Spinoffs and
Links pages
to see what
happened later.