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Monday, 16 July 2018Reeb Lope-a-dooie Nedloag Hot Links
Sunday, 15 July 2018
In 1893, the average beer consumption [in Cincinnati] was 40 gallons for every man, woman and child – 2-1/2 times the national average. [From Cincinnati’s Rise and Fall as a Brewery Town.]
“Little Kings Cream Ale” is sold in 8-packs of little green 7-ounce bottles across the nation. It was the result of a request by Ted Gregory (aka “The Ribs King“) to the Schoenling Brewery Co. when the beer taps went down and his customers didn’t want to pay for 12-ounce beers to go with their shots of whiskey. TRUE
Fun Facts to Know And Tell Department:
[Via the US Postal Service Website]: The following live, day–old animals are acceptable for mailing when properly packaged: chickens, ducks, emus, geese, guinea birds, partridges, pheasants (only during April through August), quail, and turkeys. Day–old poultry can be delivered to the addressee within 72 hours of the time of hatching, except for Sundays and Holidays. Also included in the list are Baby Alligators, Baby Caimans, Chameleons, Frogs, Lizards, Newts, Reptiles and Amphibians, Salamanders, Tadpoles and Toads, and Giant Bone-Crushing Weasels. (Okay, I added the last one.)
[h/t Mrs. N. Mr. N. opined that the chicken chicks are being used as drug mules.]
Giant Bone-Crushing Weasels are estimated to have been about the size of a Jaguar.
Life at the Boeing Field Apartments reminds me of these classics:
“Gary: Landlord of the Flies.“
Goodman was also the author of The Best Train Song Ever and it saved Arlo Guthrie’s career.
[About the Title: My high-school geometry teacher could speak backwards, phonetically, and that’s how he pronounced “Golden Hudepohl Beer.”]
Saturday Matinee – John Holeman & Dom Flemons, Tony Joe White, D.L. Menard & Kent Gonsoulin
Saturday, 14 July 2018
Hambone was an early precurser to diddley-bow and Rap. Here’s a demonstration featuring John Holeman & Dom Flemons found here. Related posts here.
BTW, that’s “Poke Salat,” not “Polk Salad,” and everyone who heard that song thought Tony Joe White was a black cajun guy.
That’s classic D. L. Menard. Might as well keep rolling with the theme.
Like this.
Have a great weekend, folks. See you back here tomorrow with more victimization and undeserved personal grievances. =D
The .Gif Friday Post No. 542 – The Twiggy Pool, 3D Chest Bubbler & Whoa.
Friday, 13 July 2018
National Heterochromia Day 2018
Thursday, 12 July 2018
Crazy Mad Slippers
Wednesday, 11 July 2018
[Found here.]
“Quick, Robin! To the Bathmobile!”
Tuesday, 10 July 2018
It’s National Carbonate Your Reptiles Day!
Monday, 9 July 2018
[Found here.]
Feelin’ Hot Hot Hot Links
Sunday, 8 July 2018
Fun Facts about Woodstock.
Buster Poindexter‘s weather report.
A cricket chirping, slowed down 800%.
The best advertisement for Tobasco Sauce ever.
Everyone should have The Happy Honk. [h/t MC]
Guy cashes in his Karma Points and walks away uninjured.
National Jukebox: Historical Recordings from the Library of Congress is very cool.
This is my new favorite song again because it fits my attitude.
Holland–Dozier–Holland. You’ve heard their stuff (including this).
Martha Reeves was born in Alabama, but pulled off a convincing British accent in this interview.
More George Orwell quotes here.
[Top image: The thermometer on our patio at 4PM Friday. Saturday morning I had to let the shower run until I got cool water. By Monday I’ll have changed my mind about getting a/c again until the next heat wave.]
Saturday Matinee – God’s Cricket Chorus, The Steve Gibbons Band, Amy Helm & Third World
Saturday, 7 July 2018
God’s Cricket Chorus is awesome. I want that played at my funeral, by humans, followed by “Holiday For Strings.” played by crickets. [h/t Octopus]
Here’s Tom Waits‘ response when asked by NPR, “What is the most interesting recording you own?”
“It’s a mysteriously beautiful recording from, I am told, Robbie Robertson’s label. It’s of crickets. That’s right, crickets. The first time I heard it … I swore I was listening to the Vienna Boys Choir, or the Mormon Tabernacle choir. It has a four-part harmony. It is a swaying choral panorama. Then a voice comes in on the tape and says, “What you are listening to is the sound of crickets. The only thing that has been manipulated is that they slowed down the tape.” No effects have been added of any kind, except that they changed the speed of the tape. The sound is so haunting. I played it for Charlie Musselwhite, and he looked at me as if I pulled a Leprechaun out of my pocket.” [via]
In 1977 The Steve Gibbons Band covered Chuck Berry‘s 1969 recording of Tulane and did a decent job of it.
Amy Helm can wail, and her band jams it down your throat.
Third World‘s classic “96 Degrees In The Shade” seems appropriate given this week’s heat wave (and not for the political message).
Keep cool, folks, and we’ll see you back here tomorrow.
