I'm at work so I can't watch this at the moment

Ditto. That guy's site is awesome and addictive. Look near the lower right corner for links to previous entries, grouped by month.

I first visited after James Brown died. I think Tom Scola linked to one of the FMU deejay's blogs which linked to Dante Fontana. I don't think this is the Love Power Peace show, but it's the same band in Paris, probably the same week.

Bo Diddley for Hec. Check out the Duchess! Yow!zah!

I'm not a huge fan of jazz guitar, but I do love Jim Hall. And Bob Quine loved him so much he stole his look. Okay, I made that up, but I wouldn't be surprised if Quine loved his playing. Hall backing Sonny Rollins around the same time as the Bo Diddley clip.

Anyone who's listened to my Buffistamixes knows I love Spike Jones. Well, the City Slickers had as many visual jokes -- including banjo player Freddy Morgan just being kinda goofy looking -- as aural ones, it's great to see them as well as hear them. Dig the guy with the paddleball!

A rather daft and loopy interview with Moz in the LA Weekly in which it is revealed that he grieves for his cats and comes to the aid of injured squirrels (and still loves Glam).

My favorite part was him talking about the cemetary in LA he'd like to be buried in, Hollywood Forever:

I like it... I stumbled across Johnny Ramone’s stone — I thought his stone was very nicely placed. And I sat there for a very long time, and I felt quite good about it. I felt it was a nice position, and it was nice that his bones were under the soil that I was sitting on. So, yeah. That’s my spot. And I have considered putting money down for reserving a spot.

Mama Ramone died:

On Sunday January 28, Charlotte Lesher, mother of Joey Ramone suffered a heart attack in her home in Rego Park, Queens home , and passed away. \"Mama Ramone\", as Joey called her, was 80 years old, but her youthful sparkle and lust for life kept her looking and feeling half her age. Charlotte is survived by her younger son Mickey Leigh, a first class guitarist on the New York scene.

An artist and bohemian with a diamond wit, razor intellect and a heart bigger than the ocean, Charlotte was instrumental in nurturing the talents of the early Ramones. During the 1970\'s, she owned a gallery called the Art Garden in Forest Hills. Joey and Dee Dee practiced in the basement, grew pot plants and sometimes they slept there, barricaded behind cartons to avoid detection. After Joey died in 2001, Charlotte and Mickey honored his memory by hosting an annual birthday bash that would become an in-gathering of the Post-Ramones Empire, featuring some of old school and neo-punk\'s greatest bands.

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My favorite part was him talking about the cemetary in LA he'd like to be buried in, Hollywood Forever:

I like it... I stumbled across Johnny Ramone’s stone — I thought his stone was very nicely placed.

S and I go walking in that cemetary all the time. It's only a couple of miles from our house, and they don't mind visitors (unlike some other cemetaries **cough**forestlawn**caugh**). Johnny's stone is quite wonderful, as are many others. Doug Fairbanks and Doug Fairbanks Jr. have side-by-side sarcophagi overlooking a coi pond and with an unobstructed, direct line of sight view on the Hollywood sign. There are also geese and peafowl wandering the grounds freely. The peafowl will run away if you look at the cross-eyed, but the geese will sometimes want to throw down with you.

Amazing to think that if we had gone out on the right day, we could have enjoyed a quiet sit with Morrisey, looking at Johnny's stone and meditating peacefully. That would have been pretty cool.

Jon B., your post in press is very exciting. I hope it works out. It's like a starlet being discover in Schwab's.

Jon! That's so exciting!

Jon, that's so cool!

::am now tempted to filk "Jukebox Hero" to be about a guy with a theremin::

Jon, how awesome is that! If I had a camcorder and lived in Boston, I would totally be there for you, man.

Yay, Jon!

Awesome news Jon. I wish I had a video-corder to help you out (or even knew anyone who did).