Sunday, August 31, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
From Alexandria, Virginia...
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Another of my favorite fantasy authors - a real treasure and a great master of the English language.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
If I Had a nickel for every time this has happened...
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
It's been quite some time since I've mentioned WFMU's blog - an amazing site that I heartily recommend for all serious pop music fans.
I love it when people come up with ideas to relieve the vapid wealthy of their money...
I have this old Caedmon record and always enjoyed it.
Monday, August 25, 2008
What can I say...probably my all-time favorite album by my all-time favorite performer. A mini-encyclopedia of Rock'N'Roll history and East Coast iconography. It begins with a drum attack lifted right out of Carole King's "Locomotion", and ends with a wail in the night, "trying to make an honest stand". Tramps like us, babe, Tramps like us....
A fave, that first album helped get me through that year at William & Mary...
Sunday, August 24, 2008
I want to get the pieces carved from wooly mammoth ivory!
Destroy All Monsters came out of Detroit, and were one of the coolest of the early American punk bands. Classic.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
(Thanks for the link, Perry!)
I've always loved this version. Reminds me of innocent Summers....
A nice slam against Disney, here. (I had an Official Beany's beany in my childhood, the rotor would fly off, etc. - very cool).
I must admit, this guy was a pretty good sport....
I believe someone has finally captured my mind on film.... This looks so cool. It reminds me of the last Dougstock! (If I could only remember the last Dougstock...).
This is wonderful....
Friday, August 22, 2008
But I know my Scottish history...The Beanes Clan have arisen....
One of my faves. An influence on my calm demeanor and charitable outlook...
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I have tried to find this, but have failed in seeing any good deals on it...
(Thanks for the link, Linda!)
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
And so, once again, we are presented with that most ludicrous of myths - the "Good German". I've written about this in the past, and will only say that the way von Stauffenberg and his fellow conspirators is and have been portrayed is the biggest crock of shit, ever. The real resistance was microscopic, brave, had absolutely no chance of survival, much less success; and was more noble and idealistic than all the stupid generations of "vons" combined. And while we're at it, Tom Cruise, his massive ego, and his idiotic ideology, can kiss my ass, too.
I suspect I'm one of the few people who remember this show. It wasn't great - but it was cute, and had its moments. Some of the scenes with Ficus were great.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
A wonderful song, and I first heard it on the radio about this time 35 years ago....
An uber-guilty pleasure. I've always enjoyed this wicked little bit of fluff, although I firmly believe it's about beastiality....
I will be typing this up with carbon paper and mailing copies out to all of you, soon. Those of you whom I don't have a mailing address for, I'll dial on the phone - if I have the Exchange Name...
But I like Portmeiron!
(Thanks for the link, Mathew!)
Monday, August 18, 2008
(Thanks for the link, Mathew!)
(Thanks for the link, Mathew!)
RIP Nancie Mantz
Very Sad news. Nancie Mantz, co writer with Annette Tucker of "I Had Too Much To Dream Last Night", passed away a couple of nights ago. She was a friend of the band and a very creative person. Condolences to her daughter. We will play in LA on the 10th of August and her dynamic song will have a special meaning for us that night, I am sure.
Nancie Mantz was a songwriter whose 1960s work in collaboration with Annette Tucker helped jump-start the psychedelic punk boom and, 15 years later, became one of many flash points for the paisley underground. Mantz was principally a lyricist, trained on piano, guitar, and violin but proficient on none of them. Her focus was words, and she was good enough as a song-poet to get signed to Four Star Publishers in the early '60s -- her collaborators there included the company's head, Dave Burgess, and 1960s Crickets member Glen D. Hardin, as well as a young composer with bigger aspirations named Harry Nilsson. She collaborated with Hardin and Nilsson, among others, and had some successes with Keith Colley ("Human Kindness," "Ladder of Success") and with Burgess ("He's a Big Deal"), but it was when she was teamed with Tucker that some very interesting lightning seemed to strike. Tucker had gotten a band called the Electric Prunes signed to a company owned by engineer turned producer Dave Hassinger, who had gotten them a contract with Reprise Records and now needed some songs that could be potential hits. In the interim, Tucker had presented her with the proposed title "I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night)," which the pair knocked off as a finished composition in less than an hour. Presented to Hassinger and the Prunes in a demo sung by Jerry Fuller, it was recorded by the Prunes in their style and hit number 11 nationally, and suddenly Tucker and Mantz were turning in seven songs (plus two more written by Tucker and Jill Jones) to Hassinger and the Prunes for their debut album. I Had Too Much to Dream (Last Night) was a landmark psychedelic punk album, and a unique creation from a major label, as well as the best showcase that any rock-era songwriter this side of Jimmy Webb ever had for his or her work. Among Mantz's most personal contributions to the album -- though one the band didn't fully appreciate -- was the gentle ballad "Onie," which Mantz had written for her own daughter, Tracy, but her most striking contribution may well have been the raunchy psychedelic punk showcase "Are You Lovin' Me More (But Enjoying It Less)." Some of Mantz's more conceptual songs, such as "The Toonerville Trolley," were less successful, but on the whole the album was a great creative showcase. It was also to be the last, as only three of Tucker and Mantz's songs would appear on the next Prunes album, Underground, and none of them would be recorded as well as the stuff off the first album. The Tucker/Mantz team saw subsequent success as another song, "I Ain't No Miracle Worker," was recorded by the Chocolate Watchband and also later topped the charts in Italy. Mantz continued writing songs through the end of the 1960s, and saw hits with the Newbeats and the American Breed. She gave up composing in 1970 following the murder of her mother, and in the ensuing years left the music business.
(Thanks for the article, Perry!)
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
It was about this time of year, (in '71), that the radio started to play cuts from Every Picture Tells A Story. One of the greates pop albums of all time, (If you disagree with me, I urge you to seek out the Wizard of Oz, as you are in need of a heart, a brain, and courage. And go back to Kansas...). Thirty seven years ago. Amazing.
DC's Finest. A gifted songwriter and Treasure. A beautiful song about an interesting subject. Some of us are deeply attached to material objects and the memories that they trigger. I can certainly understand those who think it's a silly concept; nevertheless, the feelings are significant for many of us. I've surrounded myself with such things; indeed, the Manor is full of them, practically haunted by them. They are familiar, the known, the trusted, and the symbols of people, times and places that, combined, pretty much make up me. I'm sure that sounds strange, even pathetic, to many folks - who seem to forget the past almost as soon as it's created, much less keep reminders of it. So be it...
Beautiful song, always reminds me of calm Summer days canoeing out of Fletcher's Boat House.
I always loved this tune.
This just seems so neat!
I don't blame 'em - you never want to turn your back on a Nilla.....
Clearly, I've found the location for my new secret lair.
I always loved Ed "Big Daddy" Roth's illustrations. A major influence on a warped childhood....
Friday, August 15, 2008
I was always liked the East Side Kids...
Thursday, August 14, 2008
An almost forgotten date in American history...
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
That's nothing. You've not experienced danger and terror until you've played "Extreme Lawn Darts" here at the Manor....
I am NEVER EVER going to take a piss within 1000 miles of the Amazon.
According to that imminent authority, H. G. Wells, this is exactly the moment that those dastardly Martians will choose to attack, unleashing their mighty armada of death upon the Earth. But those of us "in the know" are ready for them. I have a whole room of aluminum foil caps, and enough guns, bourbon, and ammunition to make the bombing of Dresden look like a marshmallow roast. I am leaving immediately for Grover's Mill, NJ. and, as a secret weapon, am travelling all the way with my feet immersed in ice water, with the car air conditioning set to full blast. I will personally infect every one of those bastards with a cold virus, if it's the last thing I do. This time, we're ready....
For more of the true story, I refer you here. You have been warned.
((Actually this may be false: http://urbanlegends.about.com/library/bl_mars_encounter.htm. What the hell, I've always wanted to see Grover's Mill, and you can't be too careful about these martian invasion things....))
(and a big thanks to Lee for alerting me to our impending doom!)
First broadcast on this date in '97. Filthy, obscene, blasphemous, insulting, gross, and absolutely Essential.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
One of the prettiest love songs. Enough nostalgia. See ya tomorrow.
The mind falters, but I believe it was around November of '74 that future-brother-in-law Rick and I went to see Harrison at the old Cap Center. The show was a mixed bag, and Billy Preston helped carry it for the first hour or two. But, finally, George hit his stride with a ten minute version of this song, and it is one of my fondest concert memories.
Another wonderful memory flogger. I'll always have a crush on Pet.
It was the Summer of '69, and my family was vacationing at my Uncle Harry's place. Eddie bought this album and played it at least once each day throughout that season, and now I associate it forever with that place and those times. It is pretty weird and ironic to associate the late 60's with a time of innocence. So be it.
I know, I know, it's contrived. I still love this song.
The Greatest Band You've Never Heard Of
A great, great song. It's easy to forget that Heart were very cool back then in the Fall of '76.
The ultimate in Halloween-oriented radio returns! Great stuff! Brilliant! Essential!
This sounds like a skit from "In Living Color". By the way, did I mention that I was a Bourbon Inspector?
Oh! The Humanity!
(Thanks for the link, Mathew!)
Monday, August 11, 2008
This could be pretty neat.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
some songs for August
Some of my fondest memories from childhood are the fun my family and I had travelling across the country in a travel trailer. This video brought back some of those memories.
A few of these look like they're right out of a dentist's office...
I just love this kind of stuff! Brilliant!
One of my faves. Premiered on this date in 1932. Remember, the password is ALWAYS "Swordfish"...
Saturday, August 09, 2008
Friday, August 08, 2008
(Thanks for the link, Peter!)
It is amusing that a man who can make a difference here, HELL, THE Man, is reduced to whining about what so many of us go through constantly - the unfathomable and wretched state of software directions, intuitiveness, and ease of use. For those of you over 45 - remember when computers were going to SAVE time? It is incredible to me, both at home and in my job how god damned obfuscated so much of this shit is. Yes, it does amazing things, but do so in such a confusing and convoluted manner that I am shocked at how much success I do have with computers. Right now, I am battling both Windows and AVG's stupid "Security" package. I think the main security consists of it so overloading my system that I can barely get to the Internet, much less get a virus from it. I doubt most hackers would have the patience to try and send something to me, Continental Drift looks like Le Mans compared to my connection speed. Right now, I am typing out information about twice as fast as it takes for a similar amount to download and make it past the Maginot Line of this alleged firewall. Meanwhile, Windows has lost/destroyed a dll file that is soooo obscure that I can find no listing of it on Google. My whole computer wheezes away as if it were in some sort of asthmatic hell. Every time I boot up, I receive one of these unbelievably terrifying, yet worthless, messages that the system has determined that an "unknown" system is starting up - do I want to allow it. It doesn't tell me what it is, doesn't even give me the file name. I just have to guess, without a shred of information provided, as to whether or not I am about to unleash the seven hells of cyber-fuckery upon my system, or just allow Microsoft Office* to start up. (*Yes, the krauts at AVG appear to treat things like Microsoft Word as some sort of dread plague, and I always receive the most dire warnings when it kicks in, asking me to manually "allow" such an obviously safe program to run. This system is for the uber-paranoid. It's afraid of everything. I may have actually found a bunch of Germans who would surrender to the French - they are that wimpy. And, like the above article - their directions are worthless.
And so we come back to Bill Gates, dealing with incompetent minions who make more in one year than I'll see in twenty, and all he does is send 'em some pissy little email. Blow me. The solution is to fire the asshole who completely messed up the job, (and no god damned golden parachute - not one penny. Let his coworkers see him miss a few mortgage payments - they'll get the idea), tell his replacement why he was canned, and that the same will happen to them if things don't change immediately. The problem with the computer industry is there are so many people in it who aren't any good at what they do. Just because one is brilliant at writing code doesn't mean you're good at managing others, or designing usability, or have good table manners, etc. (There are a few of you reading this who are good in more ways than one - and I've told you so, but you appear to be exceptions). It's an immature industry, and consumers have let it get away with murder, and so, apparently, has Bill Gates.
Thursday, August 07, 2008
An awful show, but also weirdly interesting the way it's thrown together. And, most importantly, it features the great Margaret Hamilton's last performance as a witch! That alone makes it memorable.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
A sad update
Linda is holding up well, but she loved her mother dearly and looked after her. There will be many changes and reminders of loss in the weeks and months ahead. Sometimes, growing older seems to be little more than tallying up those losses.
The date for this keeps moving around, but I believe this is the "official" date. I also highly recommend the mustard museum - neat stuff!
Monday, August 04, 2008
Sunday, August 03, 2008
A very neat little stop motion film on the Lovecraft tale.
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Classic. Probably my favorite song by the Seasons.
Love this song, and I was always liked their cover of it.
some fun Cthulhu kitsch
You'll get my chardonnay when you pry it from my cold dead hand...
One of my faves - sharp, beautiful, and always charming. A legend. With William Powell, she displayed the ultimate married couple.