It's not as though I'm trying to start a revival but...
I woke up singing P.J. Proby's crowning U.S. chart achievement, "Niki Hoeky", this morning. Leave it to Proby to do this with an ode to marijuana. Not that I would know this without having been told because it's all jibberish to me. That is probably why I can enjoy it without craving a brownie.
Pat and Lolly Vegas, the composers, would go on to form Redbone and P.J., of course, would continue on with his usual shenanigans.
