Thursday, February 26, 2009

Friday, February 13, 2009

Thanks Abe !




I have been driven many times upon my knees
by the overwhelming conviction
that I had nowhere else to go.

My own wisdom and that of all about me
seemed insufficient for that day.

Abraham Lincoln

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Who's on First ?


Wandering, wandering.
came across this fascinating concept, thanks to the net, that wouldn’t have otherwise arrived. So i'm wandering about those shores, besides CT, surfing the net, and one night ee come across this supposed "folk singer" W2B by the name, supposedly, (never can be sure these days) of "John Houx" who hails from rails and sails west of the Hudson. And he deeply, deeply upsets me with these renditions of standards, he'd not otherwise likely touch had he not likely been adopted, if he even was. So why assume a “virtual” upbringing, environment, that may not have existed. Or to “pre-conceive,” albeit prejudice, such beginnings. But that is the question of the ages.. From Homer to the Chelsea Hotel, blessed and wasted in the bliss of so much along the way. Where nothing, nothing makes sense for these few to see, as others don’t, or can't.

So this Houx (pronounced “who”) was born in ’84 and I thinks, why should I care.. I mean how can he be any different. His father probably owns 10k shares of Apple @ ‘91 prices, and his boy, his boy’s feet may never touch the ground. But do they?

As I understand song and understand the concept for which song and entertainment “there from” arrives, I, personally, need to be questioned. I don’t like a passive debate. And I don’t like someone to tell me “how it is.” Whether by “beat,”(BPM 120 - 160) or the color of dress or flashing light. I learned enough of that in soCal via “Saturday Night Fever” and “Dirty Dancing.” I want to derive from the context of the landscape, brush strokes, the characters, the exact scene of the battle, the dilemma, at the most pristine level possible. It most definitely should be like an “Opera” for me in the naked, most unobtrusive sense. If you want to hear bad Opera via the prism of condensed milk, listen to “Dead Man Walkin” over a few martinis and some Xanax. Nothing in DMW would ever chance a piano bar ears any night in NYC, while Houx sparks mine from a phone “call-in” portal, via the net, from so many miles away. And this “folkie” WTB calling in starts playing his corn bread Cali tunes mixed with some standards, cross pollinating the most unlikely of origins coming together. And I yawn.. Somewhat in thanks that something, or someone, out there, challenges as he may and fights like me.. Thinks, perhaps, like me.. But clearly, can’t sing like me!

http://www.phoningitin.net/shows/351-John-Houx

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

What a nugget in the rough !

Elvis Costello, apparently making one of his first TV/Video performances.
Great songs stand on their own, especially when they're so, so naked.

Sunday, November 02, 2008

I Definitely Need to Go Back to School ! But for now, Thanks HowCast!

"HowCast" has come up with everything from "how to take a bath," "bath your dog," to "having sex in a car!"





Monday, September 08, 2008

"ELP - 'Somewhere out there, These brown eyes'"

Somewhere, out there,
These brown eyes.
That I can't see,
But I can feel,
These brown eyes.

Hidden by,
A test of time;
Looking there,
Back at me.
These brown eyes.

I wish that I,
Could touch the hand;
The young man then,
Inside of me.

Running on,
That heart in hand;
Reaching out,
Caressing them.
These brown eyes.

If it were,
inside of me,
I'd like to know,
A chance again,
These brown eyes.

___________________________

My very first concert ever and ELP stole the show. The Eagles opened with "Take It Easy" and the rest was bliss.. What a show.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

More Go-Go than PTA Meets the Eyes

“The P.T.A. is great preparation for dealing with the K.G.B.,” President Palin murmurs to Todd, as they kiss in the final scene while she changes Trig’s diaper. “Now that Georgia’s safe, how ’bout I cook you up some caribou hot dogs and moose stew for dinner, babe?” (Maureen Dowd - NY Times column "Vice in Go-Go Boots?"

Maureen Dowd couldn’t be more sympathetic to the rigors of public office and raising a family. Not that having either should be a prerequisite for criticism or skewering. As if America hasn’t been punished enough for all the embarrassment “W” brought. If nothing has registered yet in the conscience of this great land, I think they deserve go-go boots in the White House with our commander in chief (waiting to be) briefing and dictating slightly larger mouths to feed abroad, while enfant suckles bosom with many “eye’s wide shut.” Breast feeding mothers of America really need to unite.

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