Dick Dale Biography
Richard Anthony Monsour better known as Dick Dale is an American rock guitarist and was born on May 4th, 1937 in Boston, Massachusetts.
He is also known as The King of the Surf Guitar. He is of Lebanesse descent and Polish-Belarusian descent also. His grandparents were farmers in Whitman, Massachusetts. He strted playing music, a piano, when he was just 9 years old. He wanted to be a cowboy singer and admired Hank Williams.
He was raised at Quincy and completed his 9th grade at Quincy High School in 1954. He spent his senior year and graduated from Washington Senior High School. He learned to surf in California at age 17. Due to his Arab heritage, Dick had strong interest in Arabic songs. This in turn led to his development of Surf Rock music.
Dick Dale Age
He was born on May 4th, 1937 in Boston, Massachusetts. He is 81 years old as of 2018.
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Dick performed, My First Love, Runnin’ Wild and Muscle Beach, with The Del-Tones in Muscle Beach Party, a 1964 film. They then performed both sides of Secret Surfin’ Spot in the famous 1963 film, Beach Party.
Dick Dale Tour
Thursday 20 December 2018
Belly Up Tavern, Solana Beach, CA, US
Saturday 25 May 2019
The Coach House, San Juan Capistrano, CA, US
Dick Dale Songs | Dick Dale Music
- Misirlou
- Let’s Go Trippin’
- Surf Beat
- Ghost Riders in the Sky
- Third Stone From the Sun
- Peppermint Man
- Surfing Drums
- Scalped
- Bandito
- Nitrus
- Nitro
- Terra Dicktyl
- Cotton Picking
- A Run for Life
- Let’s Go Trippin ’65
- The Eliminator
- The Scavenger
- Fish Taco
- One Double One Oh!
- The Wedge Paradiso
- Secret Surfin’ Spot
- Death of a Gremmie
- Ooh‐Whee Marie
- Jessie Pearl
- Shredded Heat
- HMFIC
- Caterpillar Crawl
- We’ll Never Hear the End of It
- Speardance
- F Groove
- Stop Teasing
- Take It Off
Dick Dale Misirlou
Desert shadows creep across purple sands.
Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans.
There, silhouetted under and eastern star,
I see my long lost blossom of shalimar
You, Misirlou, Are the moon and the sun, fairest one.
Old temple bells are calling across the sand.
We’ll find our Kismet, answering love’s command.
You, Misirlou, are a dream of delight in the night.
To an oasis, sprinkled by stars above,
Heaven will guide us, Allah will bless our love.
Dick Dale Pulp Fiction
Soundtrack album by Al Green, Amanda Plummer, Bruce Willis, Chuck Berry, Dick Dale, Duane Whitaker, Dusty Springfield, His Del-Tones, Jerome Patrick Hoban, John Travolta, K.o.o.l, Maria McKee, Maria de Medeiros, Ricky Nelson, Samuel L. Jackson, Soundtrack, The Centurions, The Gang, The Revels, The Statler Brothers, The Tornados, Tim Roth, and Urge Overkill.
Has the following songs;
- Pumpkin and Honey Bunny / Misirlou
- Royale With Cheese
- Jungle Boogie
- Let’s Stay Together
- Bustin’ Surfboards
- Lonesome Town
- Son of a Preacher Man
- Zed’s Dead, Baby / Bullwinkle Part II
- Jack Rabbit Slims Twist Contest / You Never Can Tell
- Girl, You’ll Be a Woman Soon
- If Love Is a Red Dress (Hang Me in Rags)
- Bring Out the Gimp / Comanche
- Flowers on the Wall
- Personality Goes a Long Way
- Surf Rider
- Ezekiel 25:17
Dick Dale Tribal Thunder
The album has the following songs;
- Nitro
- The New Victor
- Esperanza
- Shredded Heat
- Trail of Tears
- Caravan
- The Eliminator
- Speardance
- Hot Links: A. Caterpiller Crawl B. Rumble
- The Long Ride
- Tribal Thunder
- Misirlou
Dick Dale Ghost Riders In The Sky
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A ploughin’ through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost herd in the sky.
Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel,
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders comin’ hard
And he heard their mournful cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost riders in the sky.
With sweat,
They’re ridin’ hard to catch that herd but they ain’t caught them yet
‘Cause they’ve got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin’ fire
As they ride on, hear their cry.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
Ghost riders in the sky.
“If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
A-try’ng to catch the devil’s herd
Across these endless skies.”
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost herd in the sky.
Dick Dale Nitro
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