I was well into adulthood before I sorted out that I had spent most of my youth misunderstanding, and mis-singing a line from "Twisting The Night Away."
For years, I (and c'mon, admit it, you too) sang:Here's a man in evenin' clothes
How he got here, I don't know
But man you oughta see him go
Twistin' the night awayHe's dancin' with the chick in slacks
She's a movin' up and back
Oh, man there ain't nothin' like
Twistin' the night away
"He's dancin' with the chicken slacks."
Hey, I assumed that Chicken Slacks were some kind of 50s apparel that had faded out of existence. It's no more implausible than a "Poodle Skirt."
I got a good laugh a few weeks back, when I happened to be standing in front of Alison Hammond's "Local Music Cafe" CD library, and saw this album on top of a pile:
Well, they get points for humor.
You can hear the band The Chicken Slacks below, and in this episode of The Local Music Cafe.
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Hear the Chicken Slacks on Youtube.
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