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.
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.
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.
I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison.And I went to pick her up in the rain.
the music is sort of appropriately inappropriate
C'mon, the use of the Pogues' "Body of an American" was one of the most appropriate uses of music on any tv show I've seen.
C'mon, the use of the Pogues' "Body of an American" was one of the most appropriate uses of music on any tv show I've seen.
I'm partial to "The Beast In Me" on The Sopranos. Northern Exposure had some great, and unusual musical cues too.
Well, duh, Corwood. But that was a wake, right?(And a truly beautiful tribute to one of the creators that died.Sniff.) Not just day to day. And consider this an advance directive...I want that funeral. Complete with Bitches in corsets telling each other I was a giant pain in the ass. My actually being laid out in leather pants on the pool table can be left to bullshit consensus, okay, bunk? I'm sort of the Cole of the Bitches, I think. Comic relief...foil, you know, "Queen of the Dunkers" "The Beast in Me" was perfect, too, Hec.