Powder Blue Mercedes Queen

Paul Revere and the Raiders

As teens, my chum Peabo and I would drive around town just to have a place of our own to listen to music. My baby blue Chevette of Death was our mobile listening booth.

We kept at the ready a bargain bin eight track of Paul Revere and the Raiders. We skipped the message stuff—no “Indian Reservation” for us—instead repeating the bopping pop with the pumping Hammond.

When I told Peabo about Smut Turntable and hinted that I took requests, he sent this clip and wrote, “This is my brand spankin' new favoritest song ever! How did I never hear this before? The Scissor Sisters need to cover this immediately!”