Category: Cool

Saturday Matinee – Buena Vista Social Club; Tito, Poncho & Celia; The Iguanas

“El Cumbanchero.” The Buena Vista Social Club is awesome. Tip o’ the Tarboosh to Rodan for reminding me of them.

Continuing with Afro-Cubano jazz, here’s Tito Puente, Poncho Sanchez y Celia Cruz, with “Quimbara.” No idea what that translates to, but I guess it’s a dance style.

This was one of The Iguanas best songs, and the video doesn’t do it justice. (Here’s the studio version w/o video. As an aside, in the live video, the bass player looks like me in my 20s, but with a better haircut. Heh.) Since The Iguanas were from New Orleans, let’s move in that direction…

New Orleans is gonna be in the news again in a couple of days, but not for the right reasons. I suggest we ignore the msm and enjoy the music instead.

Have a great weekend and we’ll see you back here tomorrow.

The .Gif Friday Post No.140 – Black Hole Lens, Hippo Munch & Cat Bath

[Found here,  here and here.]

Nose Harp

[Found in Strider’s awesome collection of crap.]

Someone Remembers

[Found here.]

How To REALLY Piss Off A Golden Retriever – Part 2

One of these days her owner will be asleep, and Brittney’s gonna make her move. Golden retrievers are like that… always patient, always plotting. As for her owner, well let’s just say it’ll be a couple weeks before he can sit comfortably again.

[Images collected from here. Related post here.]

Saturday Matinee – TUC, Fleet Foxes, Sirens, SRV & Neil with Bruce doing Hendrix doing Dylan

The Unknown Comic, LIVE! [I showed up once as The UC at a party in college, came in unannounced and ran through 15 minutes of cheap jokes, left to change clothes and toss the bag, and returned as myself. People were still asking the host “How did you get HIM to show up?”]

Bunkarina turned me on to this vid from the Fleet Foxes, a band out of Seattle.

Fleet Foxes reminded me of the soundtrack to “Cold Mountain,” but since I couldn’t find a video of the Sacred Harp Singers of Liberty Church, I’ll go with “O Brother Where Art Thou” and The Song of the Sirens.

Okay, we’re gonna break out of that deadend theme and jump to a Stevie Ray Vaughan classic, “Texas Flood.”

Here are Bruce Springsteen and Neil Young completely blowing a rock classic. “All Along The Watchtower” was an acoustic Bob Dylan song that Jimi Hendrix electrified and made a hit. Even Dylan started playing Hendrix’ version.  The lyrics make no sense, but if you reverse the order of the verses, it does. Kinda.

Have a great weekend, folks, be back here tomorrow.

Noses Revisited

I have rowses and rowses of noses and noses
And why they all growses I really can’t guess.
No lilies or roses, just cold-catching noses,
And when they all blowses, it’s really a mess.

They runs and they glowses, these sneezity noses,
They drips and they flowses, they blooms and they dies.
But you can’t bring no noses to fine flower showses
And really expect them to give you a prize.

But each mornin’ I goeses to water with hoses
These rowses of noses that I cannot sell,
These red sniffly noses that cause all my woeses,
Why even the crowses complain that they smell.

Why noses, not roses? Well, nobody knowses.
Why do you supposes they growses this thick?
But since there’s no roses come gather some noses —
I guarantee each one’s a good nose to pick.

–Shel Silverstein (1932-1999)

If you have a child and you’ve not purchased any of Shel Silverstein’s illustrated tomes, I hope your chili always burns, and that it always be cold. [Image found here.]

Blown Away

Don’t read too much into it, I just liked the colors.  The duckie survived, unharmed, except for a couple of piercings.

[Image found in here.]

Prove it.

The more I study this photo the funnier it gets. Obviously the guy got tired of repeatedly answering the same question, so there must have been a lot of people stopping by unannounced.

The answer to the puzzle appears to be the unusual scarecrow behind him – a giant snake head that waves in the breeze, overlooking a field of bird and bunny food and disturbing the neighbors for miles around. I want one.

[Image found somewhere in here.]

Hulkmobile Babe Magnet

Yep. That’ll sell a car fast. Hop in, piss off Dr. Bruce Banner, and duck. Nice 8-cylinder sled in any case. Definitely qualifies as a bonafide babe magnet, even without the fender skirts.

[Image found there. More Babe Magnetage here.]