Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Raiding Dad's Stash

Ugggghhh...I wanted to have a nice big post for y'all, but honestly, I'm currently knocked on my ass with one of the worst mega-colds I've ever had. I went through 3 rolls of toilet paper blowing my nose today, and there's no sign of letting up. I've got each nostril plugged with toilet paper as I type this. Charming. Blaggghhh, I hope I can make it to the Andre Williams book reading and show in Detroit on Saturday! Anyway, needless to say, this update has less research, a little less rambling, but my head hurts so bad I couldn't even work on artwork I NEED to get done, today, so fuck it.

In today's post, I bring you some old "Rodding and Re-styling" magazines. These all belonged to my dad when he was a teenager in the early 60s(he turns 65 this week). When he went into the army in '63, they became my uncle Christopher's. When Christopher got killed in Vietnam in '68, they got stored and forgotten about in a closet at my grandmas house(talk about hoarding awesomeness...I still cringe when I think of the things that got shoveled into a dumpster by my folks when she died!). These were unearthed when my grandma died, and given to me. I still love flipping through these things as much as I did when I was 11. There's probably 50 in all. Here's a few favorites...

This killer '34 Ford roadster was built by owner Don Vargo, and the famous Alexander Brothers of Detroit. The Alexander Bros. also built the '32 Ford on the cover of the Beach Boys "Little Deuce Coupe" LP.

This is the most famous car in the bunch...Ed Roth's Beatnik Bandit. Maybe the coolest show car in history. The Beatnik Bandit survives to this can see it at the National Automobile Museum in Reno, Nevada. Look out for more on Ed Roth, and the underground monster hot rod culture he created, in future updates.

This '56 Oldsmobile was, according to the article, built by a 21 year old for $3500...That wouldn't cover the upholstery today.

That red Henry J is UUUUGGGGLLLLLYYYYY! But it was built for only $200!

...I have no idea why this totally bad ass '34 Ford truck wasn't on the cover instead.

I had a blown up version of this cover on my bedroom wall when I was a kid.

This was a '56 Corvette. I kinda like it...but I think given the choice, I might take a stock '56 Corvette instead.

Those Harley fenders look as strange on this '32 Ford Coupe as the googie print upholstered wheel cover does on the '32 Ford roadster.

Speaking of being sick, this '39 Bantam dragster is pretty SICK!....

...But not as sick as this hemi-powered Ford!(and neither is as sick as how I feel!)

Here's more...To cool!

I'll post more car magazines, both more from my dad's 60's stash, and some I've bought over the years, in the future. But now it's time for some cold medicine and bed.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Pulp Friction; a quick peek in my big box-o-steamy, sleazy smutty paperbacks

A few years ago, I was walking downtown to the Remember the Alamo antique car cruse, here in Coldwater. "The Alamo" was a drive-in restaurant here in the 50s and 60s where all the hot rodders used to hang out. the building is still there, but it's a butcher shop last I knew. Anyway, every year the city puts up orange cones for about a mile stretch of the main drag, and reserves one lane each way for old cars to cruise.

Anyway, I was walking down there, and I came across a garage sale. There were a lot of cool vintage dresses and stuff, so I headed back home and called Melanie so she could snatch 'em up. I head back and meet up with Melanie, and start digging. She finds TONS of stuff, but I'm not finding anything too great for me, and think about heading back downtown, when I literally trip over a box. I open it up, and it's FILLED with old trashy sex novels...probably 100 in all. They varied in condition from nearly pristine and seemingly unread, to falling apart and taped together...the majority being in pretty decent shape, for 50 year old books. I didn't see a price, and I only had about $10 on me, so I started picking out a few of the coolest looking ones. They were all too cool, and I couldn't make up my mind, so I hoped for the best, and asked the lady running the thing how much it would cost for the whole box. 10 cents. Sold!

Since then, I've added considerably to my collection, but the books from that box are still the best. Most of them are from Saber, Fabian, and Vega...3 imprints started by sleaze publisher and failed writer, Sanford Aday of Fresno, California. Most of the books are from between 1957 and the mid 60's. I've read a few of 'em, and they are so cheesy, the pages may as well be Kraft singles. Sanford Aday had a reputation for publishing books with taboo subjects, such as homosexuality(still very illegal most places at the time), incest, interracial relationships(also illegal in many places at the time), and violence...needless to say, he was a constant target for obscenity charges...and he ended up doing time in the pen.

This first one, "The Mirrored Orgy", is from 1965. Several of the books say "Saber TROPIC Books", which I assume is a reference to the 1964 Supreme Court overruling of Obscenity charges against Henry Miller's "Tropic Of Cancer".

"Desperate Moments" was first printed in February, 1958. This is the 2nd printing from January 1959. Inside the cover of a few of the books, including this one, it says Johnny C. Sims Jr. Johnny Sims also left little paper bookmarks in a few of the books with the page numbers for all the juicy parts listed. Johnny Sims also left a couple receipts in a couple books...He apparently favored Pabst Blue Ribbon beer, Lucky Strikes, and books about violent sex.

"I Peddle Jazz" It's from 1960, and skimming through it, I see they call the cops "fuzz" a lot and say "Daddy-o" even more, but I've never read it.

"High Beat", from 1962, is a Beatnik murder mystery romance book set in Berkley.

"Joy Killer" is from 1960, and according to the blurb on the back, is "One of the most hilarious comedies ever to satirize the marital behavior modern man and his modern wife in this modern world of ancient taboos". Sounds Riveting.

I was just flipping through "The Girls Of Club Sappho"(1963), and I just made another discovery...A handbill(I'm assuming also from 1963) for shows at Buck Lake Ranch, Angola, Indiana(about 20 minutes south of here). Faron Young, Kitty Wells, Skeeter Davis, Larry Chene vs Crusher Cortez and El Gaucho vs Gino Britto...a Bloody Grudge Match!, Minnie Pearl, ect...

I have 2 copies of "B-girl Decoy"...I've actually read this one. It's about an undercover cop playing a hustler to break up a mafia run prostitution ring. She starts falling for the gangster bandleader of the club she's working, and he turns out to be an undercover cop too...What luck!

Finally, I give you 1959's "Sex Life of a Cop". My copy is beat to hell, and it's not the most interesting cover, but this is probably the most important book in the bunch, because this is the book that landed publisher Sanford Aday in prison. Of all the racy books he published(and I'm saving the best and weirdest ones for another post!), it's this book, that doesn't even have a dirty word between it's covers, that got him busted in 1963, because cops weren't happy with the picture he painted of them(The book suggests that cops might be dishonest and corrupt, how dare he!). He got charged with a federal offense of sending obscene material through the US mail(to, of all places, Michigan...where I found the book!), and sentenced to (depending on where you read it) 10 or 25 years, and $19,000 or $25,000.

Here's the cover of the 1967 edition, that I lifted from