Bunkessa suggested I post Claude Fontaine. Nice stereotypical reggae groove, but her fake wispy voice kinda turns me off.
I’d rather hear this.
Jerry Reed was a hoot.
Then something happened on 4 May 1970 and a bunch of morons chimed in, like these guys:
Took me a long time to realize that CSN&Y were nothing more than a bunch of musically talented idiots.
See you back here tomorrow.
He was a musician as well.
[Found here.]
[UPDATE: That’s not a still. It’s apparently a steam engine. See comments below.]
From the map inset:
“THE NEW STYLE WORLD MAP IS MADE BY CUTTING CROSSES AT 6 EQUIDISTANT POINTS ON THE COVERING OF A SPHERE WHICH IS THEN LAID OUT FLAT.
THE BUTTERFLY MAP
SHOWS THE WORLD JUST ABOUT AS ONE SEES IT ON A GLOBE WITHOUT EXAGGERATION OR DISTORTION OR ERRORS OF DISTANCE, AREA, OR DIRECTION. LONG DISTANCE FLIGHTS ALL OVER THE WORLD CAN BE ACCURATELY COMPARED ON THIS MAP AS ON NO OTHER.”
Bernard Joseph Stanislaus Cahill (1866–1944), cartographer and Architect, was the inventor of the octahedral “Butterfly Map” (published 1909; patented 1913).
At the start of his professional career in 1896, Cahill participated in the Phoebe Hearst competition for the design of the U. C. Berkeley campus. He was elected an Associate Member of the A.I.A. in 1899. He wrote articles for the “California Architect and Building News” and later for “The Architect and Engineer.” An early advocate of city planning, Cahill helped to define the concept of a “civic center” with his 1904 design of the San Francisco Civic Center, which he felt was the basis for the plan adopted by the city in 1912. He continued to be involved in the plan for the city, and wrote letters to the editor and articles expressing his ideas on the proper plan.
A specialist in mausoleum design and mortuary architecture, Cahill designed the catacombs and columbarium for the Cypress Lawn Cemetery, the Independent Order of Odd Fellows (San Francisco), Evergreen Memorial Cemetery Memorial Building (Oakland), the St. Mary’s Cemetery mausoleum (Sacramento), and the Diamond Head Memorial Park in Honolulu [more here].
[Map found here.]
Puke.
Arguing on Twitter is like…
How to introduce yourself to a dog.
The Mystic Knights of the Oingo Boingo.
From the Fun Facts to Know and Tell Department: The English words “banana” and “yummy” supposedly come from Wolof, a language spoken in Senegal.
Awesome. Honda airbags were recalled a few years ago and now the replacement airbags have been recalled also.
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A scene from The Party, a 1968 cult movie starring Peter Sellers.
I’m at a loss. Annoying death metal band lip-synchs to annoying pop band.
Favela means “slum” or “shantytown” in Portuguese. Awesome happens about 0:40 in. More here.
The Fabulous Thunderbirds were (and are) entirely awesome. Great lineup, including Jimmie Vaughan.
Yeah. Wait. That.
Have a great weekend, folks. Might have to go dark next week due to unfortunate family business, but don’t worry. We’ll be back soon enough.
About midway through the Cleveland Air Races in 1946 an event placed somewhat inconspicuously on the program was dutifully announced over the public address system. The man said that a Navy Flight Exhibition team in four Grumman Bearcat fighters would demonstrate Navy precision flying in formation. On the team were a Lieutenant Commander, a Lieutenant and two Lieutenants Junior Grade. They were all Naval Aviators with combat records.
[…]
Such a four-plane formation employed so skillfully in the last war [WWII] gave cause for its leader, out-numbered fifteen to one, to exclaim without hesitation,
“Red Leader to Carrier, I have 60 Zeros surrounded and am proceeding to attack!” All of his four planes got back and were accredited 17 “kills.”
This week in 1946 Chief of Naval Operations Admiral Chester W. Nimitz ordered the creation of a flight demonstration team. In 1949, the team took the name Blue Angels.
This 1950 Proceedings article explains the Blue Angels’ early history.
That’s Robert “Junior” Lockwood Jr. (1915-2006)
I had no idea of Lockwood’s pedigree when he showed up at an early morning jazz appreciation class I took in college. For him, it was all about the blues, and his lecture/demonstration blew me away.
He was taught guitar by Robert Johnson (1911-1938), the legendary King of the Delta Blues (and the Grandfather of Rock and Roll) hence the nickname Robert “Junior.”
Most of Robert Johnson’s songs have been covered by modern musicians, but I hadn’t heard the original “Hellhound On My Trail” until today. It’s got unusual chord patterns and rhythms:
You sprinkled hot foot powder
All around your daddy’s door.
Here’s Eric Clapton’s version from 2004, and it’s just as disturbing.
Have a great weekend, folks, and remember that everything’s gonna be alright.
What sort of man reads PLAYBOY?
One reason why there is an Electoral College [via].
“Mom! The dog’s digging in the yard again!” [via].
Don Rickles’ date didn’t believe that he knew Frank Sinatra.
The Vote Song. “Oh darling, I promise, that if I am elected, yes, I’ll do anything that you want; anything your heart might desire, I’ll give to you.”
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One Year Ago. Five Years Ago. Ten Years Ago.
[Top image found here.]
[Found here.]
Tacky Raccoons 