Thursday, November 19, 2009

Let it Swing a Bit

Our next selection is a little beauty from 1962. Check out the great sound those 12-string acoustics make in Walk Right In by The Rooftop Singers.




Hey! It's a Thursday Two-fer Lunch Block of Rock. Here is "Walk Right In" as only the Japanese can perform it.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Funny? Awkward? Both. But Mostly Funny.

Way way back in 1980, when I was all of 14 or 15, I joyfully purchased Frank Zappa's album "Joe's Garage". I felt pretty cool and all grows up as the album was full of naughty words and weird stories about machines and probes and private parts.

My mom, who had never taken any interest in the music I played, must have been watching a parenting show, or had one of her talks with Herb's mom wherein they both decide to crack down on their boys and take matters in hand. Because I came home from school late one day and there she was, in front of the stereo (an awesome six-foot long wood cabinet with lots of buttons and dials) playing the album and reading along with the lyrics. I walked in as this song came on...




If you're bored, just skip ahead to 4:40.

The song finished. She sighed, got up, handed me the record and walked away. And like the good Ontario WASPs we are, we never spoke of it.

Dollhouse Canceled. Finally.

Fox finally pulled the plug on 'Dollhouse'.

And only 13 episodes too late.

Yes, we'll miss Ms. Dushku



but not the writing, or the plots, or the characters. Or the show.

Don't worry. "Chuck" will be back on soon. And with Chuck, you get Yvonne. It's a good deal.



No, I'm not tired of that picture. Why do you ask?

Raging Against Reason

The Raging Tory: Atheists amuse me.:

"To be honest, arguing with an atheist often feels like I'm poking an animal locked in a cage with a stick. Rather cruel, but it can't physically hurt me. Just screams and cries. Its all I seem to get from an atheist."

The same way poop-flinging chimps in a zoo think they have the upper hand. You have to recognize which side of the cage you're on Justin.

H/T to the Canadian Cynic.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Reno Tips


When you rent one of these (it's an electric jackhammer KD),






make sure the handle on the side isn't broken, or your three hours of trying to shape a concrete step will leave you with the Jackhammer Blues...



By jackhammer blues I mean two hands devoid of function for several days. Manipulating cutlery will be out of the question. And don't have a job that requires typing. Or a blog.

Another good reno tip is to consider the custom-fit door. Getting a door that fits an opening can help you avoid hours of chiseling, and then more hours with the above mentioned jackhammer. Consider what your time is worth. My weekend is worth a custom door.

Oh, another good idea is to avoid having an engineer for a father-in-law. Engineers haven't met a problem they (think) can't lick, and when they retire they have lots of time to break off pieces of your house. Structural wall pieces. With a jackhammer. Which is another weekend of work. And they hover. Lots of hovering.

But, it all works out, you get a new door, and that that sense of accomplishment and achievement that comes from hoeing your own row.

Nahh, I never feel that way. At least there is a massive clean up job. That, I can do.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

THE LIST by Rosanne Cash

Here's a post I sent to the draft bin and then promptly forgot. Months later, I can't think of anything better to say than Sonny did when he first brought this to my attention.

"I don't know if Rosanne Cash's CD 'The List' was even nominated for an award. Seeing as New Country Radio and Country Music Television totally ignored her daddy until after the guy died, I don't reckon Rosanne would have even been considered for recognition for a CD compilation of covers of her pa's favorite country and western songs.

But I like it. Because for one thing, they come from a list by Johnny Cash of the one hundred essential country and western songs and given to his then-eighteen year old daughter as a form of education. So, you know you can't get much more Country than this. And for another thing, if there's one voice I appreciate more than that of John R. Cash, it's his daughter's.

Some of these songs are new to me - 'The Long Black Veil,' 'Miss the Mississippi and You.' Some are obvious selections - 'Sea of Heartbreak,' 'Take These Chains from My Heart,' "Heartaches By the Number,' and Patsy Cline's 'She's Got You.' Hell, Rosanne Cash could put out a whole CD just devoted to Patsy Cline.

Some, like the hauntingly beautiful '500 Miles' are old friends who keep me company in the wee hours of the morning at work. And this is what makes this CD the better record. All of these songs are timeless. In the obvious sense that they'll be sung and listened to for more than the next hundred years. Taylor Swift's songs won't be.

But they're also timeless in the way that you can listen to them any time of the day or night. That's what makes a GREAT song. I can dig Taylor's she-bop classic 'You Belong With Me' at any time - but not before noon and not after one-o'clock in the a.m. It's bright sun-shiney pop and doesn't stand up to scrutiny too well much after dusk.

Not so with the songs on 'The List.' They all meet the Test of Time. They sound just as good on a Saturday morning as they do while you're making supper or later at night when you're trying to get laid - or at three o'clock in the morning when you're alone and in the mood for feeling sorry for yourself."