Revised, Updated and Expanded Edition
Much of the slang popularly associated with the hippie generation of the sixties actually dates back before WW2, hijacked in the main from jazz and blues street expressions, mostly relating to drugs, sex and drinking. Why talk when you can beat your chops, why eat when you can line your flue and why snore when you can call some hogs? You're not drunk - you're just plumb full of stagger-juice and your skin isn't pasty, it's just cafe sunburn. Need a black coffee? That's a shot of java, nix on the moo juice.
Containing thousands of examples of hipster slang drawn from pulp novels, classic noir and exploitation films, blues, country and rock'n'roll lyrics and other related sources from the 1920s to the 1960's, Straight From the Fridge, Dad lays down the righteous jive, perfect for all you hipsters, B-girls, weedheads, moochers, shroud-tailors, bandrats, top studs, gassers, snowbirds, trigger-men, grifters and long gone daddies.
'If you enjoy watching noir films, listening to blues or jazz, reading pulp novels or poring over certain song lyrics, this "dictionary of hipster slang", a guide to hep as it was spoken through the first half of the last century, will prove indispensable.'
- Tom Boncza-Tomasewski, The Independent Online [read the full review]
If you enjoy watching noir films, listening to blues or jazz, reading pulp novels or poring over certain song lyrics, this "dictionary of hipster slang", a guide to hep as it was spoken through the first half of the last century, will prove indispensable. Of course, in company with a clued-up playmate, you could just enjoy confusing people. That was, after all, the point of it all: playing games with the straight world when it was still relatively easy to be outrageous. The fact that the phrases are often quoted in context doesn't just manage to make the book unnaturally compulsive, it also shows how important the language actually was.
From "ball the jack" (as in "I mean, I don't really think you and Moms were balling the jack together" from Carson Bingham's 1961 novel Run Tough, Run Hard) to "ashes" ("She said I could haul her ashes better than any other man, she said I could sow my seed anytime in her ash can," from Bob Clifford's "Ash Can Blues", c1930) or "driving" (for instance Casey Bill Weldon's blues recording "Hitch Me to Your Buggy and Drive Me Like a Mule") there were many ways of getting some "Hey-hey" (sex). Of course, if you really wanted to "flip" (go wild, get excited, real gone) there were other ways to "dig those mellow kicks" (enjoy yourself). Some deep-sea diving, perhaps? Dig?
Tom Boncza-Tomasewski, The Independent Online
'Now there's a new way of talking. Or rather, there is an old way of talking ripe for revival. Jive has returned. it's all thanks to Max Décharné's recently published Straight From the Fridge, Dad - a Dictionary of Hipster Slang, the lexicon for the hep cats of London's most swinging trotteries.'
- The Times
'If you are the kind of hep cat who harbours a burning urge to gas the slobs, then the righteous Max is the man. He shoots the works to fascinating and often hilarious effect.'
- Esquire
''Vomit on the table' and speak like a 1950s hipster'
- The Guardian [read the full review]
''so lovingly prepared that it feels like you have been given a private invitation into a lost world of cool...' - 3a.m. Magazine interview'
- Cathi Unsworth, 3a.m. Magazine [read the full review]
'uses rock'n'roll songs and exploitation flicks to teach you how to jive talk like a pro'
- NME [read the full review]
A Dictionary of Hipster Slang this book might be, but thankfully author Max Décharné - formerly drummer of swamp punks Gallon Drunk - is talking about 501-clad, whiskey-swiging, Jimmy Dean lookey-likeys rather than Williamsburg-based, American Apparel-wearing, PBR drinking schmos. Peppered with sleazy pulp fiction pics, this updated version of Décharné's book uses rock'n'roll songs and exploitation flicks to teach you how to jive talk like a pro.
NME
'perfect for the wannabe hipster and will slip neatly into the inside lining of any zoot suit'
- Chris Wiegand, Richmond Review [read the full review]
'There's no question that in the pages of Straight from the Fridge, Dad, everyday speech is put through some hilarious and convoluted permutations. But you don't have to take that on faith. Just cop a squat, cast your lamps on the book's leaves and dig its mellow kicks.'
- Rick Reger, Chicago Tribune
'engrossing and reminds us of so many things that once dominated the psyche of the last century'
- Nick Obourn, trueslant.com [read the full review]
'a ten-fold increase on the previous release, photos, book covers, musicians and hip characters of their day, they're all here and more'
- Retro to Go [read the full review]
'expanded with lots of new entries and lurid illustrations'
- Mojo [read the full review]
Max Décharné's Straight From the Fridge, Dad - a guide to the hipster argot and jive talk of jazzers, beatniks and hepcats from the 1920s to the 1960s - has been (see right). Or as Max has it, 'Hang out yer hearing flaps, all you jazz hounds, snowbirds, lush tomatoes, juiceheads and gassers doin'stir for third-degree pulchriturde. These here gong-kickers and voodoo boiler-merchants would sell hell to a bishop.' Got that? Good.
Mojo
'Got enough bread to burn a wet mule? Stowing a bundle? Earning an easy scratch? Why not invest a little of it in Max Décharné's Straight From the Fridge, Dad, an illustrated dictionary of hipster slang?'
- Lauren Laverne, Grazia [read the full review]
Got enough bread to burn a wet mule? Stowing a bundle? Earning an easy scratch? Why not invest a little of it in Max Décharné's Straight From the Fridge, Dad, an illustrated dictionary of hipster slang? Then, next time someone asks you to 'Shoot me a sherbert, Herbert', you'll be able to tell whether they're a No-Goodnick from Creepville or a Ding Dong Daddy.
Lauren Laverne, Grazia
'A useful reference book, and a whole heap of fun for browsing through with your fellow cats and groovers'
- Lenny Helsing, Shindig [read the full review]
I have to ‘fess up, I’ve never happened upon this particular title before – how unhip am i? This is a newly updated, revised, and expanded third edition that now includes illustrations.
A useful reference book, and a whole heap of fun for browsing through with your fellow cats and groovers, all painstakingly compiled by Max Décharné – of the very suave London rock’n’roll group, The Flaming Stars. Straight From the Fridge, Dad is a fairly comprehensive trawl through much of the hep and often colourful language, strange phraseology and choice wordplay beloved of the original jazz, blues and beatnik scenes of bygone decades, generously peppered with many two-bit pulp paperback cover reproductions to feast your eyes upon. These include the book’s front cover, from Carson Bingham’s Run Tough, Run Hard, Richard S. Prather’s Dig That Crazy Grave, and Raymond Chandler’s shocking murder mystery, The High Window. Plus there’s the odd 45 label shot thrown in for good measure, like rockabilly group Myron Lee & The Caddies with their deadly-sounding ‘Homicide’ from ’58 on Hep.
So if you’ve ever wondered about the meaning behind such quizzical-sounding words and phrases as ‘Lacquer crackers’, ‘Third degree pulchritude’, ‘Sailin’, ‘Greetings, gate, let’s dissipate’ and ‘High, fly and too wet to dry’, then fret no more bub, as Décharné lays it out here all copasetic like. Incidentally, as anyone who’s watched it will tell you, the title is a slightly roundabout way of saying cool, as spoken in the 1960 British flick Beat Girl, starring Adam Faith. ‘Great dad, great, straight from the fridge.’
Lenny Helsing, Shindig
'You'll surely be interested in having a new way to irritate your friends with obnoxious and obscure ways of saying 'to have sex' or to 'get drunk' (give 'burn rubber' and 'burning with a low blue flame' a whirl). Décharné has done a lot of homework here, but reading his book doesn't feel like school.'
- Katie Haegle, Philadelphia Weekly News
'No wonder hipsters felt misunderstood: they said 'agitate the gravel' instead of 'depart' and 'puff down the stroll' for 'drive down the street'. Their euphemisms for sex included ashes, cabbages and at least two kinds of pastry. The title phrase? A hipster way of saying cool.'
- Joe Blundo, Columbus Ohio Dispatch
'An afternoon spent poring through a vocabulary-building guide for your inner hipster is time well spent. In Straight From The Fridge, Dad, Décharné has compiled the most righteous slang from film noir, blues, country, jazz and pulp fiction; with annotations and examples galore, it's guaranteed to turn a rube into a real wild child.'
- Entertainment Weekly