December 13th is actually an important day in rock history. Well, maybe I should say an important day to rock, anyway. Yes, on this day in 1949, little Teddy Nugent came into the world. Seriously, Sweaty Teddy really is that old.
To be honest, I was never a rabid Nugent fan. I saw him live back in the day. He put on a heck of a show, but in general, I could pretty much take him or leave him, so I generally just left him. I think maybe I was scarred for life by the cover of Cat Scratch Fever. I mean, the man looks like he’s channeling Charlie Manson on the cover. I don’t change the station if he comes on the radio, but I’ve never rushed out to spend my money on his music, either.
With one exception.
Ask a couple of dozen people to name one of Nugent’s song, and most of them will mention Cat Scratch Fever. You might get a Free For All, maybe a stray Wango Tango every now and then. Nothing wrong with any of them, but for my money, it’s Stranglehold. I have no idea why, and to be honest, I don’t really care. Just turn it up, OK?