Poppa Chubby at Knuckleheads, a Stan Koron Favorite
By El Dormido
New York City blues capo Poppa Chubby carries a certain magnifico-destructo
punkblues-guitarshredder cachet for me. He evokes a sleazy, gritty vision along
the lines of the Fugs “Slum Goddess.”
Somehow I ended up with Poppa Chubby’s 1995 release, Booty and the Beast, with
the Freddy King tune on it, “Palace of the King”, plus the 1998 release, One
Million Broken Guitars.
The Freddy King cover surprised me because the dude does not look like a blues
acolyte but someone who would fit in at a Ramones' wake at CBGBs. Not far off
since he at one time backed Richard Hell of Voidoids fame.
I was up for a Thursday night match with the Bronx Bomber at Knuckleheads.
Anyway, I like Knuckleheads. I feel comfortable at Knuckleheads. They let me in
the door at Knuckleheads.
Not to mention there is the inevitably familiar assortment of the impassioned,
the jaded, the faded and the perennial: KKFI’s Bill O’C as MC, Lady D lighting
up the place, my favorite friendly redhead emanating party favor, Herb chillin’
like a civilian, Shannon taking the night off from the Rhythm Kings. Comfortable
like that at Knuckleheads.
Chubby had spent April in Europe and was in the middle of a 4 date swing
entitled “Electric Chubbyland: Poppa Plays Hendrix.”
Chris Reddan, the drummer, squeezed into our table, and bummed a light. Just out
of high school, he was a hyper puppy ready to go. He joined Nicholas Dimatteo on
bass to fill out the band for Chubby.
Now, as to Poppa Chubby, besides the quasi-a sinistre aura, he carries solid
credentials. He records for Blind Pig Records and produces sessions for them,
including Magic Slim’s CD "Blue Magic”. Reddan mentioned Chubby had just
finished producing a session for fellow New York bluesman Bill Perry.
But as to Hendrix night at the saloon, Chubby starts with “Spanish Castle
Magic.” He takes off after the first chorus, inserts a sonic texture, that
space-church sound, reminiscent of Hendrix’ coda to the Woodstock ‘Star Spangle
Banner” improve,. He continues with crystalline shimmers, playing through the
song structure with facile improvisation. He throws in his own touch, his own
twist, while never losing the essence of the tune, demonstrating that he knows
the music from the inside but is no slavish imitator.
“Axis Bold as Love” is given a sure and certain reading through all those
intricate passes. “Fire” is done with a controlled, modulated fury. “Foxy Lady”
is a churning, hard working effort, Chubby using the song’s rhythmic figure as a
springboard for his own explorations, returning and departing repeatedly from
the familiarity of the tune.
Chubby slips in the Chick Willis “Stoop Down, Baby”, and it gets dancers out on
the floor. He follows with “Back Door Man”, supercharged finger picking, a
little slide to sweeten the pot, and a twisting, turning solo that demonstrates
how Chubby molds and shapes the music into different forms, making the song over
into a completely different piece of music than from what he started. A funky
“Sex Machine” comes next and showcases bass and drum solos.
“Voodoo Chile”, and Chubby gets into tone, a little feedback, and a lot of Poppa
fingering the guitar into ecstatic utterance. “Hey Joe” gets a traditional
reading, and “Little Wing” follows me out into the night air as I reluctantly
make my exit.
Yeah, I had to leave before the first set was over but it was a good 2 hours by
the time we hit the door. Substantial. You know when a guy gives you that much
straight out of the box, he ain’t gonna stop for nothing.
Poppa Chubby works out. His extended solos are eminently listenable. The music
changes shape as he progresses through inventions assembled on the fly,
rhythmically and melodically. He doesn’t overplay but is forceful, wielding his
sure technique with power, not to blow you away but to carry you with him.
His masterful and sure technique makes anything he does worth listening and
dancing to. While this Hendrix extravaganza was not a typical show, Poppa Chubby
represented as a blues instrumentalist that needs to be heard again by all
concerned.