Bang for your Buck

If Memory Swerves™, 'twas on this day in music history, October 23, 1949, that diminutive Mafioso song darling Francesco Alberto Sinatra released the song-and-dance curiosity "The HuckleBuck®." Originally a polka number out of Patrick Cudahy, Wisconsin, "The ChuckleButt," as 'twas first called, was retooled by song plugger and Jerky Boy Juggy Gayles, on orders of Signore Sinatra himself who said, "I don't Chuckle...no ifs, ands or Butts" and just like that the "ChuckleButt" became the bloody "HuckleBuck," sweeping the hoop-skirted, shiny-panted dance halls like a giantine O-Cedar® horsehair broom. Also recorded stateside by twister Chubby "Checkerboard" Evans, the song was given a righteous jumpstart on this side of the pond by the suit-and-ascot-neck-tied Royal ShowBand from Waterford, Ireland (whose other claim to fame was having the young Beatle Brothers open their show at the Pavilion in Liverpool in 1962.) Truth be well told, we at the station house have become altogether re-enamored with the "ChuckleButt," or rather "HuckleBuck", especially during the QuaranTeam™, as "pushing our partner out, hunching our backs and throwing a little movement in our sacroiliac" seems to be just what Immunology Dr. Ouchi™ ordered. So if you're feeling down in this time of Corona® branded viral contagion, we suggest you follow this simple song advice: "Wiggle like a snake, wobble like a duck, that's the way you do it when you do the HuckleBuck." Right-O!