This just came aross the Associated Press wire:

"Rock-a-billy artist Hasil Adkins, a one-man band whose
screaming vocals and freestyle approach to rhythm
landed a cult following, has died. He was 67. Adkins'
body was found yesterday at his Madison home , where
he lived alone. The cause of his death has not yet been
determined. Adkins first emerged in the 1950s, only to
disappear again. European fans kept the rock-a-billy
rage alive,and when the Cramps dida remake of "She
Said", his records became hot again."

Truly a legend. My fav track: "Let's Do What We Did When We Did What We Done Last Night" RIP Haze.

Karl

Holy Shit ...sad news. I love his stuff...A one man rockin' machine.

Get Out Of My Car...We Got A Date...classic stuff!

Rest In Peace
Love Ya Hasil

ROCKMAN

I suppose I need to find one of Hasil's recordings--never got to see him perform.

He will undoubtedly be one of the first inductees into the West Virginia Music Hall of Fame (if it ever gets built).

BP:

The disc "Out to Hunch" on Norton Records is one of the easiest to find and contains a lot of his greats, including the incomparable

NO MORE HOT DOGS

(HASIL ADKINS)

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Well, I'm gonna put your head on my wall
Just like I told you baby
You can't hide no more
You can't eat no more, no more hot dogs
I'm gonna put your head, I put it on my wall

Now, baby don't you be, be afraid
'Cause you don't wanna eat, eat none today
Gonna put your head on my wall
Ad then you can't eat no more hot dogs

Oh yeah, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Oh yeah, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Come on baby, don't you be late
I want your head, I want it tonight
Cut your head of at half past eight
I'll have it on my wall about a half past ten

Yeah, come on baby, I want that head
Come on baby, I want that head
I want your head to hang on my wall tonight
Now honey, don't you be afraid
'Cause I'm gonna cut your head off
About a half past eight

Just like I said, I'm gonna cut your head off
And you can eat no more hot dogs
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Rock-a-billy artist Hasil Adkins dies
By JOHN RABY, Associated Press Writer

Rock-a-billy artist Hasil Adkins, a one-man band whose screaming vocals
and freestyle approach to rhythm landed a cult following, has died at
67.

Adkins' body was found Tuesday at his Madison home, where he lived
alone. The cause of death has not been determined but it does not appear
to be suspicious. The body has been sent to the state medical examiner's
office, Boone County Sheriff's Deputy J.M. Thompson said Wednesday.

"Someone had gone to check on him and had found him," Thompson said.

Guitar. Harmonica. Drums. Foot-rhythm instruments. Adkins played them
all - often while singing. A yodel, screaming and a high-pitched
female's lark were some of his many voices.

The son of a coal miner, Adkins learned to played guitar before he was
10. He claimed the only time he practiced his songs was on stage.

Known to his fans as The Haze, Adkins struggled for decades to get
noticed. In a 2002 interview, he said he mailed out thousands of tapes
and records over a 30-year period while fishing for a record deal.

Even Richard Nixon got one, courtesy of U.S. Sen. Robert C. Byrd,
D-W.Va. The president's reply to Adkins came on White House stationery
in 1970: "I am very pleased by your thoughtfulness in bringing these
particular selections to my attention."

"Hasil was one of a handful of artists I think (who) are truly unique
and truly individual. There aren't very many people whose music you can
identify in seconds. But he was one of them," said Michael Lipton, a
Charleston musician and writer who wrote stories about Adkins for
newspapers and magazines and later became friends with Adkins.

"And like those kinds of singular artists, they have good nights and bad
nights, on a good night it was the most rhythmic, primal music I think
I've ever heard," Lipton said Wednesday.

"On a bad night, it was still good."

Adkins was the original star of Norton Records, a label built around the
primal recordings Adkins produced in his mountain home, beginning in the
Eisenhower era.

"People told me they wondered how I could stick with it, so many
heartaches and letdowns. I had 'em by the hundreds, millions I guess,"
Adkins said. "I said, well, I didn't start to quit."

Adkins, who claimed to have written more than 7,000 songs, first emerged
hooting and wailing in the 1950s, only to disappear again. European fans
kept the rock-a-billy rage alive, and when the Cramps did an early 1980s
remake of Adkins' "She Said," his records suddenly became hot again.

What Adkins sang about was just as unique as his delivery, which was
fueled by a 2-gallon-a-day coffee habit.

New York-based Norton Records combined new and previous recordings to
release "Poultry in Motion," a collection of 15 Adkins songs about
chicken from 1955 to 1999.

His "Chicken Walk" and "The Hunch" became two short-lived dance fads.

There also were tunes like "Chocolate Milk Honeymoon" and "Boo Boo The
Cat."

Despite his antics, acquaintances described Adkins as good hearted.

"He'd do anything for you, sing any song for you if he knew it," said
Juanita Pridemore of Washington Heights.

Adkins often performed at Charleston's Empty Glass bar, where some
out-of-town acts stipulated that he open for them.

"It was just amazing. It was like nothing you've ever heard," said
Leslie Nahodil, a Boone County nurse who met Adkins during his
occasional visits to her hospital's emergency room. "It was just pure,
homespun, country rock-a-billy music.">>


ROCKMAN