Category: Cool
Un Champignon Heureux.
Yeah, it’s an entirely bitchin’ tree fungus and it spins, but only very slowly. Don’t know what brand it is, but it’s on the north side of a tree somewhere in Cooper Mountain Nature Park, Beaverton Oregon.
WARNING:
Never eat this kind of found stuff unless you have a microscope and can positively identify the spores, and then don’t eat it anyway, even if you cook it. Some fungi can kill within an hour, others in painful hours or days, others do it silently without symptoms. You won’t know what happened until you wake up dead. [More here.]
[Image found in here, and the vid link above has a really annoying soundtrack.]
How To Draw Elbows: A Tutorial
This made me smile, so I lifted it (including comments) from somewhere in here: Approxknowledge. Nice work.
“how to draw arms ? ? holy f**k”
“holy f**k is right… but… does it work with legs???”
“yes!!”
“but how much extend”
Art Snark is Awesome.
Saturday Matinee – Subconscious Herd Mentality, THE Rope Trick, Kim Wilson & The Fabulous Thunderbirds (plus Flight 93 Trailer)
Herd mentality experiment [via].
That explains a lot.
This is THE rope trick [via]. Now let’s rock and roll.
Kim Wilson has always amazed me. One of the best blues harp players around, Wilson doesn’t get the recognition he deserves, IMO. I’m no slouch on a Hohner chromatic with a Ham Radio bullet mic, but I sure as hell can’t pull off what he does.
Kim Wilson & The Fabulous Thunderbirds (featuring Jimmy Vaughan) jam with Stevie Ray Vaughan in a tribute to Ray Charles‘ classic “What’d I Say” circa 1984.
Have a great weekend, folks, and remember to put your Flag out on Sunday if only for the passengers and crew of Flight 93.
The .Gif Friday Post No. 451 – Breakfast Club Scramble, Korolev Rockets & Head Butt Flip
Flogging someone with a dead pig really wasn’t my idea. Honest.
Dude’s strong as hell, but she’s still got the gun, and the Creepy Red Cabinet isn’t entirely innocent either. Who wears a turquoise jacket with yellow pants and blue shoes, anyway? I think that was her idea.
[Found here.]
Mr. Pants is watching.
[Found here.]
Saturday Matinee – I Dig Safety, I Feel Like Saying a Beatnik Poem & Tom Waits
This is the way it is, baby. I Dig Safety, and it’s about time you paid attention to it. Don’t let the title fool you; this could save your life, and it’s got a cool hip soundtrack with bongos, courtesy of Xerox [1969].
The Utoobage description sums it up: “A great clip from the 1958 teen B movie High School Confidential. This clip features Phillipa Fallon as a beat poetess. That’s Uncle Fester, AKA Jackie Coogan on piano behind her. Turn your eyes inside and dig the vacuum.” Here’s the whole awesome [via]:
High School Drag
My old man was a bread stasher all his life.
He never got fat. He wound up with a used car,
a 17 inch screen and arthritis.
Tomorrow is a drag, man.
Tomorrow is a king sized bust.
They cried ‘put down pot,’ ‘don’t think a lot,’ for what?
Time, how much? And what to do with it.
Sleep, man, and you might wake up digging the whole
human race giving itself three days to get out.
Tomorrow is a drag, pops, the future is a flake.
I had a canary who couldn’t sing.
I had a cat who let me share my pad with her.
I bought a dog that killed the cat who ate the canary.
What is truth?
I had an uncle with an ivy league card.
He had a life with a belt in the back.
He had a button-down brain.
Wind up a belt in the mouth with a button-down lip.
We cough blood on this earth.
Now there’s a race for space.
We can cough blood on the moon soon.
Tomorrow’s dragsville, cats.
Tomorrow is a king size drag.
Tool a fast shore, swing with a gassy chick.
Turn on to a thousand joys.
Smile on what happened, or check what’s going to happen,
You’ll miss what’s happening.
Turn your eyes inside and dig the vacuum.
Swing For A Crime is a great compilation of hep cat music interspersed with audio snippets from B-movie suspense thrillers (including the distinctive voice of Lee Marvin hollering “Oh you pig! You lyin’ pig!” from the 1953 movie The Big Heat). I have it on vinyl.
The only performer I know of that was able to recreate the hep cat beatnik persona successfully is Tom Waits.
Have a great Labor Day Weekend, folks.
[Yeah, I fixed it, and I know it’s not Memorial Day Weekend. That’s what happens when you realize it’s almost midnight and you’ve been messing around too much on Twitter to post anything coherently. –Bunk]
The .Gif Friday Post No. 450 – Dance Hard
I modified the top one a tad, second one was cropped and culled for size (they’re all way too skinny in the meat department, but the one on the left rocks). Third is pure awesome. Anyone who’s been to Seattle knows that everyone there dances that way.
[Found here, here and here. More Dance Hard .gifs in our archives.]
James Dean’s Last Stop
James Dean’s Last Stop in Lost Hills, California, was where he and his mechanic stopped to gas up his Porsche 550 Spyder and get something to eat before heading off to Salinas for a road race. Most of you know the rest of the story.
Why did I post this? The Missus and Bunkarina went on a roadtrip to see Bunkessa, stopped in Lost Hills, so I axed Mr. Google for a map. The James Dean mural came up and it led me to photographer Ofer Wolberger‘s quirky collection entitled “Life With Maggie.” [More about Wolberger here.]
Tacky Raccoons 