There have been a large number of letters posted to Dr. Delvis with complaints about the Cramps review; A Date with Elvis. It seems some folks have taken exception to the insight the black race liberated the white race from turgid christian hymns. Now the letters demand proof.
Well ladeeez and gentlemen let me introduce to you "Ride Daddy Ride", a collection of songs recorded between 1927-1953. Neil Kellas writes the sleeze notes managing to introduce Oscar Wilde's view of onanism "cleaner,more efficient and you meet a better class of person" to introduce 18 portions of shack breaking erotica. These were the soundtracks to the sexual revolution, safely chaperoned in presegregated America into race clubs. However they were always pounding to be let alone of the lean to and seek a wider, wetter more succulent audience.
So you get tracks such as "It ain't the meat its the motion" by the Swallows swings with one leg pressed firmly into guiding the action. "Ride Daddy Ride" croons Fats Noel in perfect rhythm. Blind Boy Fuller needs guiding to his "Sweet honey hole" whilst Papa Jackson feels vexed in "You put it in, I'll take it out". The tracks blooze, jump and swing through a night of ribaldry.
It gives an insight into sex before the sexties, nights of holy passion banging to the beat on a Saturday night before the Monday blues kicked in. Friday night meant one day away from excess all areas. No wonder segregation died away, it wasn't because of morality, it was because fun needed liberating.