Maddy Bailey takes no offense [via].
Frank Zappa conducted Ravel’s Bolero, one of the most boring compositions ever, but added a Reggae beat. Why not?
The Cadillac Three make some fun noise. Never met ’em, but I grew up with some just like ’em. Good people.
Holy crap! Look at the lineup of that John Lee Hooker backup band!
Have a great weekend, folks. Boogie chillun’.
“In the mid twentieth century there was made a series of photographs advertising Soviet “An” planes to western buyers. Some of these photos have been revealed just recently. Party leaders didn’t allow them to be used abroad and the photos were kept in the archives of “Antonov” company.”
[Image and caption found in here. More about the Ukraine-based company here.]
How to make a Miraphone.
László Bíró is possibly the greatest pen name ever.
Marcel Marceau‘s last words were, ” .”
This illusion works only once… as far as you know. If you’ve never seen it, stop the video at 0:55, reset to 0:00 and watch it again. If you’ve seen it before, watch the entire video non-stop, then smack your forehead.
Neither Southside Johnny nor Maria Muldaur wrote the song. Lois Mann & Henry Glover did, and The Swallows recorded it in 1951.
I first heard this song when I was 11. This song sounded so good, but I was curious as to what they were talking about. I’m like “Grandma, what are they talking about?”
She looked at me for a minute and replied, “They’re talkin’ ’bout cuttin’ meat.”
BTW, Lois Mann’s real name was Sidney Nathan.
[Top image: Libellula croceipennis aka “Neon Skimmer” spotted in my side yard.]
Kyoto Tachibana High School Brass Band, November 23, 2017 Rose Parade National Commemorative Parade at Fushimi Osuji Shopping Street.
They memorized the music. They memorized the choreography. They stayed in tune while jumping around and not breaking teeth, and they also stayed in perfect formation. What happens to them in private if they miss a step or crack a note? I’m still impressed [via].
Dušan Kastelic‘s The Box [via]. Reminds me of Lazar.
The Mendes Harmónica Trio blows “Rock Around The Clock.” Check out that double-decker Hohner on the left.
James Cotton (1936-2017) was one of my all time favorite blues harp players. Have at it.
Have a great weekend, folks. Be back tomorrow for stuff.
Le Tunnel De Merde Des Oiseaux
Henri Cartier-Bresson, Brie, Francia (1968)
I bet there’s an expensive car wash at the end of that road.
[Found here.]
Funny & Chair. Guy’s a good sport.
Building a Les Paul style guitar (timelapse). Nice soundtrack, too.
What do the names, Orange Ricky, Blue Ricky, Cleveland Z, Rhode Island Z, Hero, Teewee and Smashboy all have in common?
A lot, according to Page 12.
=D XD XD XD XP
“Just go away, mind your own business, and get over it.“
Pure awesome. If her neighbors were smart, they’d do the same thing she did, then petition the Manhattan Beach city council to rename the street “Insert Emoji Here,” turn it into a profitable local tourist attraction then sell.
From the Save The Planet Department:
“It’s enough to eat a little less. You talk about environmental pollution. It’s enough to poop every other day. That will be better for the whole world.”
Jair Bolsonaro Presidente da República Federativa do Brasil
Either he never said it, or Bolsonaro was yanking somebody’s chain.
A Humble Request. Thanks to all contributors and those of you who continue to donate. The Goal wasn’t set arbitrarily, and we’ve still got a ways to go.
From the Archives: 1 year ago. 5 years ago. 10 years ago.
[Top image: Three sisters from the Strutts family archives.]
Found in here. So cute it’ll make you puke.
Yeah, she’s got it down on the uke, but it was garbage even when Elvis sung it. Adult singers are much worse since they should know better, like this FAIL, this FAIL and THIS MAJOR LEAGUE FAIL.
[BTW, Steve Goodman was the guy who co-wrote and recorded the best damn country song ever. He also wrote and recorded the best damn train song ever.]
This song comes to mind as well. Even Mojo Nixon got it and asplained it perfectly over 30 years ago.
Have a great weekend, folks. Be back here tomorrow to see if I’ve been banned from Twitter again.
When a post hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie,
That’s a Moire.
Bear necessities [h/t bekitschig].
Twilight Zone Radio Show Episode 61.
Gillette lost billions after a bigoted ad campaign.
It’s only 4th Grade Science. (Brilliant captions, too.)
Hans Prinzhorn’s Artistry of the Mentally Ill (1922).
“We spoke with many people today who say that the President should consider coming here to Baltimore … to see for himself.” [via]
READ CHAPTER X and explain to me how the U.S. Democrat Party (and Bernie Sanders’) platform differs from that of mass murderer Josef Stalin. Describe the results.
[Top image from here: “One unlucky day 13,000 years ago, a slight, malnourished teenager missed her footing and tumbled to the bottom of a 100-foot pit deep inside a cave in Mexico’s Yucatán. Rising seas flooded the cave and cut it off from the outside world—until a team of divers chanced upon her nearly complete skeleton in 2007.”]
Right Click For The Tacky Map!
We’re all Fuldkommen Gak now.
Fight Blogslutting. (Psst. Hey, buddy. Got a Buck 4 a Bunk? A dime a day keeps the meerkats away. Cutesy little standy-uppy weasel-lookin' bastards.)
