Biff Rose....

I adore the guy. And, not just because I grew up listening to his music and know all the words on one side of one album (the side with "Buzz the Fuzz", "It's Happening" and those other excellent, excellent songs) or that he writes great one (or two) liners that I use quite often, but also because he's this kinda guy:

Well thank you, ****...Yes i still play,write,sing and am working on an album right now..My producer is GOD..that's Walter in Denver..We turn walter into wine....Lots of controversy surrounding these two albums I'm making one last spring and one this spring due to the nine eleven...All is changed..So has the sentry...Love and thank you...b.

This was in response to an email I sent him about two years ago. His response is dated 3-2-02. I've kept it that long....
I'm sitting here debating with myself whether or not to also post the email I sent him....it's goofy. Exactly the same as I write here...a year and a half before I ever wrote a word of a blog...lol. Aw, hell...may as well. Here ya go:

Mr. Rose,
Hi. My name is **** and I'm 38 and I literally grew up listening to
you sing. I know all the words to and will sing at the drop of a hat
your coolest song "Buzz the Fuzz". As a matter of fact, I sang it to
my boyfriend just yesterday. Traffic was annoying me, among other
things, so as I was picking pocket lint outta a small bit of weed I had, I
said "Opps, that's a fuzz" and that was all it took. Did the whole
song. Voice changes, inflections and all. Thank you for that.
Actually, I know all the songs on the same album side as "Buzz". I
even use your liner notes from "Children of the Light" sometimes. My
two favorites are "There are two ways to handle women and no one
knows either of them" and "The fastest way to a man's heart is thru
his left ventricle". I still have my parents original albums of
yours. I'll still play them, too. But, I'd love to find both of
them on tape or CD somewhere. I think on-line will be my best bet,
altho, I'd rather do it the old fashioned way-you know, buy it, have
it, play it all on the same day. Oh well, I'll do what I have
to....eventually.
In the mean time, I found this E-mail address and decided to write
and just say "Thank you" again, for the way your mind works and
displaying it. You make me feel less alone. And you're funny as
hell. I like your work...a lot. I only wish I had been old enough
to see you back when. I'd have loved to be a part of all that.
Maybe, in some small way, I am. I heard you, still sing your songs
and tell people about you when the opportunity arises. I am a (38
year old) fan. So, once again-"Thanks" and I hope you have as much
fun in life as you've given me.....

****
(srv200163 at yahoo dot com....there is a picture of me on that
profile..if you want to see what I look like...Seems fair to me-I
know what you look(ed) like...Bye!

I just reeeeally wish I could find that album on tape. I still have the album, myself. It's in your shed, Dad, along with the other 300 of 'em. I don't have a turntable. I don't think they even make them anymore...
Tell ya what, though...if ANYBODY, anywhere, ever is able to tape that album for me, not only would I exchange cash for it, I'll also make ya a batch of homemade, soft, chewy Tollhouse cookies. With walnuts, even, if ya want.
Yeah, I miss Biff THAT much.

In the meantime, enjoy (again) the lyrics to 'Buzz the Fuzz' from memory.

"Buzz the Fuzz" (Gawd how I wish I could just post this song...the music of it is what makes it soooo cool...)

Once there was a fellow and his name was Buzz.
He was just rookie cop, just a baby fuzz.
He partolled the Sunset Strip,
In the land of the free and the home of the hip.
He protected you and me,
Until he met a girl named Alice D.

Alice was a girl that all good hippies dread.
And, they called her Sweet Alice D. Head.
Alice, it was plain to see,
Was full of pot and STP.
She'd attract a great big crowd,
Because her inner peace was
MUCH TOO LOUD.

Buzz did the thing a good fuzz must.
He shoved his gun in Alice's chest and said
"This is a bust..."
Shone the flashlight to her eyes...
She began to hyp-no-tizzzze
Buzz said
"What a wild sensation.
This must be halu-halu-cina-cina-tion-tion-tion...."

Loooove is so sensational,
When you fall in love with eyes di-la-tional.
Buzz said
"Alice, you I like.
Come take a ride on my fuzzy bike.
Soooon, it will be getting dark,
and weee can watch the stars from Griffith Park..."

So, they both went out and dug astrologee-ee-ee-eee-ee-ee.
Through their mutual hallucin-alitee-ee-eee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee.
Now they're taking pills and shots and
Buzz is not afraid of Watts.
Buzz and Alice D. have shown the way of where the fuzz might be someday.

Buzz is still a cop, of course.
He's the pusher on the force.
He's protecting you and me
From e-e-e-evil women like
Poor Alice D.

Biff Rose...you still rock, Dude. I love ya. Here's his site.

Posted by: Stevie at 02:57 PM

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