Most people have no concept of the size or depth of the Atlantic Ocean or the distances between continents, so this graphic is useless, inane and awesome at the same time. Very cool.
Now if the Planet somehow managed to violate its orbit and dropped in unexpectedly, Global Warming would indeed be something to worry about.
[Found here. Click for Awesomeness.]
Techno-pumpin [via].
Mr. Toot, by Ylvis. It’s not what you think it is.
Hank Penny wants to pet your poodle.
Best Frank Zappa composition ever. Ruth Underwood was awesome.
Must see. Pay attention to what the Imam says.
Joey Ramone’s mom talks about Joey Ramone with Joey Ramone. Jump to 00:02:00 [via].
Laugh tracks suck donkeys. [Cue Laugh Track].
The Tricks and Traps of New York City. Not much has changed.
Have a great weekend folks and be back here tomorrow, for tomorrow’s another day.
The Blues had fallen out of favor in the U.S. recording market in the 1960s, as it was considered retro and passé. Many talented blues musicians from the ’40s and ’50s were left with few options until British rock bands took notice and revived the genre by covering various classic American blues songs, often without credit, which fomented a resurgence of interest in the original recordings. The British were largely responsible for restarting the careers of such notables as Muddy Waters and Howlin’ Wolf. Even early blues-based rock and rollers Chuck Berry, Little Richard and Bo Diddley got career boosts, and all were more popular in England than they were in the United States at that time.
Riley B. “Blues Boy” King was one of the greatest bluesmen of all time, known for his roaring vocals and understated guitar solos. He paid the cost to be the boss, and this BBC documentary from 1972 is amazing. There’s no posing, no strutting or preening, just straight talk about influences and style in a refreshingly honest manner. There’s no point in posting other B.B. King videos here because this one covers it all.
R.I.P. Mr. King. That’s one hell of a legacy you left us.
The forehead staples are kinda cool. [Found here.]
Yeah. Throw down some crushed rock for parking, get a beer & wine permit, build a porch, buy a couple of chairs, barrels & checker boards, a foosball table, jukebox filled with scratchy 45’s, and maybe some satellite stuff. Live acoustic music on Sunday afternoon. Yeah. I’m there.
[Click for enlarged image. Original undoctored image found here.]
“Squeeze Box” was recorded by The Who in 1975. No sexual innuendo intended they said. Ya, right, I said.
Frank Zappa & The Mothers, Live at The Roxy, 1973. Wait for the slide trombone solo sans trombone. Early polyrhythmic jazz fusion, whether you like it or not.
“Mama Told Me Not To Come” was written by Randy Newman for Eric Burden and The Animals who recorded & released it in 1967. Very cool song sung partially in Ebonics. The best known version was by Three Dog Night in 1970.
“Mama Said” was recorded by the Shirelles, released in 1961 and became an entirely bitchin’ hit.
Big Mama Thornton was talented and scary at the same time. Even the Chess Brothers said she was nasty, wore scars. Here’s her 1965 rendition of “Hound Dog,” written by Lieber & Stoller.
There’s a little something for everyone on this post. Have a great weekend, and be sure too give your Mamas a great big hug tomorrow. If you don’t, I will.
Tacky Raccoons 