Rockabilly: Lee Rocker Live, Onedia Bingo and Casino, Green Bay, WI, March 5, 2006

This place sucks! It’s not about the music. That’s all I could think about as I arrived at Oneida Bingo and Casino Lounge to see Lee Rocker play on the first night of a three night stay. The Casino Lounge is located on the main floor with all of the lights flashing, bells ringing, and slot-slanted eyes wearily wandering from spinning wheel to coin cup to cigarette stub. The stage is separated from the crowd by a moat bar. Each seat at the bar has an in-bar slot machine, so the good seats for watching the show were at first all occupied by gamblers with their beer chasers lined up. The rest of the bar seating areas are then separated by an aisleway behind the bar stools. Add in the fact that there are three large pillars making obstructed view seating the norm, and Oneida Casino definitely sucks for music.
However, things improved when two gamblers went to seek their fortunes elsewhere, leaving open barstools for my friend and me. Once Lee Rocker started slapping his upright bass, the negatives of the surroundings were swept away by the rockabilly that eventually meant most of the Lounge crowd was there for the music. The tour bus couple who had been sitting there with their cheap food were soon nowhere to be seen. The in-bar slots got to take a break, because most people were simply tapping their hands to the music and not to make the video screen numbers spin. It’s a testimony to Lee Rocker and the band that they pulled together a potentially uninterested crowd, the music drawing in those who wanted to rock out on the band’s rhythms.
The set kicked off with the title track of the previous album, Bulletproof, the flames on that rockabilly sound immediately beginning to flare. This was followed by “Race Track Blues” from the new album, Racin’ the Devil, which featured a fingered solo from Buzz Campbell.
With two songs to lay the groundwork, showing that there’s plenty more to come, Rocker launched into the next tune by saying, “This song’s been very good to me.” A bass heavy, guitar vamp styled “Rock This Town” got the crowd even more rocking, caught some people’s attention (“Oh, Rocker was in the Stray Cats”), but it also got the oldie-but-goodie out of the way to make room for us to see what else this cat’s been up to.
I often got the feeling that the sound was taking me back to some gym in the 50’s like its Back to the Future, but you can really experience it. As Rocker said after the show in an interview, he’s not trying to just treat rockabilly like “a museum piece, because they tore it up in the 50’s.” He’s OK with the rockabilly pigeon hole, because “it’s what I came from.” However, he aims to change it up which shows on the diversity of Racin’ the Devil.
“She’s Gone,” a love song to Rocker’s cherry red 1959 Ford Skyline, is like the rockabilly inspiration for a Smithereens song with Dale’s guitar solo painting the flames on the side of the car. “Blue Suede Night,” co-written with Carl Perkins, has the strut of “Stray Cat Strut” with Jimmy Sage’s drums jamming it up with a rumble.
Speaking of “Stray Cat Strut,” the band’s version showed how that song was always more about Rocker’s bass line than other Stray Cat hits. Throughout the night, besides Rocker’s lead vocal, you could hear how the bass leads so much of the sound—as it should with the band being built around Rocker’s King double bass. Plus, even when Rocker spins that bass, picks it up to play it like a guitar, or stand on it while still playing, that flashy flair never trumps his tremendous pluck-slap style.
The rockabilly where he came from on “Rock This Town” was followed by the country talkin’ blues of “Runnin’ from the Hounds.” While Brophy Dale does a slide guitar thing, the vocal sound is reminiscent of Bob Dylan’s talking style and the country talking blues on Hayes Carll. The song hitting the Americana charts recently, “Lost on the Highway,” is a country-influenced rock ballad with some hints of John Hiatt.
The night closed with “That’s Alright Mama,” the band kicking out the song like the Elvis I want to remember, and then blending right into the Jimmy Reed/Smokey and the Bandit song, “Eastbound and Down.” As the song says, “I’m loaded up and truckin’,” and that night with Lee Rocker and the boys, I was loaded up on rockabilly, trucking to the rhythm that we all could use.
Thank you to Lee Rocker and band and Alligator Records for the review copy and help with this article.


