Wacka Wacka Week Part 1

Welcome to Part 1 of Wacka Wacka Week, a week where we will be celebrating all that is great about Wacka Wacka.

But what the hecking heck is Wacka Wacka I hear you cry? Which makes you an idiot and me even more greaterer. For Wacka Wacka is the sound that ruled the late sixties / early seventies when soul and Latin music got all funkified and every police flick had a theme tune that went “wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka”. Eejits, the lot of ye.

It was a time of things being groovy, gear and fab, in a wholly unironic way. A time when chicks knew that their job involved dancing badly and gyrating stiffly while the band went “wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka”. A time when men played whirlygigs, when trumpets all sounded like Herb Alpert and Mike Flowers / Austin Powers hadn’t ruined EVERYTHING! Bandits.

Part 1 of our celebration takes in a couple of absolute gems.

Chico Rey and The Jet Band – Stiletto and
Hugh Montenegro – Secret Agent Man

Over in Chico time, there is some crazy ass percussion and wild brass, this time attempting to portray the soundtrack to a bad US rom-com probably starring the lassie out of Bewitched. The real one, not the godawful ‘reimagination’. Or the Irish pop group. This one. Grrr.

Over in the made up country of Montenegro, there are screechy, high pitched strings and cheesy brass, this time attempting to portray the oh so wacky goings on in bachelor land, probably with Tony Randall in a v neck sweater. Happy days for him, as he’s pictured below with the soon to be beheaded Jayne Mansfield.

Back soon with more “wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka-wacka”.