Anya ,'Same Time, Same Place'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
I'm also a little sad that I know this much about the Trek movies.
And I'm embarrassed, yet somewhat relieved, that I don't.
I'm having a real hard time feeling sad about CBGB's.
I agree. And the bookings there for years now have been atrocious. But still, I saw some great shows there back in the 80's, and it is worthy of being honored in some way, even if it needs to shut its doors.
Explaining records (LPs or 45s or even 78s) to kids nowadays is virtually impossible.
Not when they grow up with a living room filled with them, and they go shopping for 45s on an occasional basis.
In honor of CBGB's: Buffista Music IV: The Undiscovered Country, Bluegrass and Blues.
Oh My Fuckinggod U Gottabekidding
ETA: That is what OMFUG stands for, isn't it?
According to a post on I Love Music, Fats Domino is missing. He told his manager on Monday that he intended to ride out the storm in his 9th Ward home, which is currently flooded to the roof. No one has heard from him since. Allen Toussaint is with the Superdome refugees. There's a handful of other NOLA musicians whose whereabouts are unknown.
Including, according to a friend of a friend of his, Alex Chilton. He was planning on staying in the city - gave his car keys to another musician and told her to go.
Poppy Z. Brite (wrong thread, I know) almost didn't leave -- thank God she did.
According to a post on I Love Music, Fats Domino is missing.
Aw, hell. Here's hoping he's alright.
Corwood, here are a couple articles for your blog, one from Slate about media coverage & race and one from Salon about policy decisions that probably exacerbated the hurricane's effects. I wasn't aware of the latter, but some of the stuff a friend mentioned in a "we fled & we're okay" email made a lot more sense after reading it. I'm looking for another one I read about hurricane patterns but can't find it. The upshot: hurricane frequency goes in cycles & we're in one of the up cycles. Historically speaking the increasing frequency is not a surprise, but because of climate change they tend to be more severe and, even more important, more people live in places that were avoided in the past because they were dangerous (e.g., flood plains.) Leonard Lopate had a guy on today (maybe the same one) talking about these problems. Should be archived later this afternoon.
just because:
I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison.
I didn't know that about Chilton, but I recall one of my friends telling me he lives uptown the last time I was down there.
And thanks for the links, Joe. I've read a couple of those since I posted last on my blog, but haven't yet had the heart to add anything.
I only know the Johnny Cash version of "Wichita Lineman" -- it was on an Americana compilation I got a while back. I like that, thiough.
Top 5 TV series:
(smacks forehead) The Simpsons! D'oh. And it's even on topic because the music is totally the shit and does a great job of making an unreal world at least as real as ours. NE music was always weird, but really appropriate too, and very cool.(In my provincial, not-hip opinion) On The Wire, the music is sort of appropriately inappropriate, but they have played some really great blues and Irish music and like that, but mostly just stuff comes from the radio like it would so cops start stake-outs stuck with "Big Girls Don't Cry" or something stupid like that. There was a sad radio related scene once when one of the teen dealers didn't know about losing radio stations when you travel because he'd never been anywhere, but it was funny because instead of the Jam 107 or whatever in Balmer, he got Garrison Keillor on NPR which he hated and said "Philly radio is whack." Or NY, I forget.