Last week I posted this picture:
Then I wondered about the origin of the ubiquitous Trollface.
Trollface first appeared in 2008 on the website DeviantArt. Although the internet icon is sometimes called “coolface,” its creator, “Whynne” said:
“It’s trollface, not coolface. Eat a dick.”
And the late great Jim Varney (aka Ernest P. Worrell) shows how it’s done:
So now you know. Fun facts to know and tell, courtesy of Tacky Raccoons.
[Update: Jump to 2:40.]
Grady Martin was probably the greatest session guitar player in country music (that’s him on an electric double neck). He was the creator of what’s now called Rockabilly, but it was early Rock and Roll. Give him credit also for fuzztone.
That brings us to The Johnny Burnette Trio and “Lonesome Train.” Great early rock. Burnette was the guy who had a hit with a cover of Tiny Bradshaw‘s “Train Kept A-Rollin.” (Grady Martin played for Johnny Burnette in the mid 50s.)
So here’s The Yardbirds‘ 1966 version of “Train Kept A-Rollin”, with Jimmy Page.
Why stop there? Let’s jump to 1977 with Aerosmith’s version of the 1951 R&B song.
What? You haven’t heard Tiny Bradshaw’s original version? Well here you go.
And with that we’re out of here. Have a great weekend, folks, and be back here for more fun tomorrow.
Oddness. The 1st .gif is from an unknown TV advertisement. The 2nd is from the 1924 silent movie “Aelita: Queen of Mars.” The “Katzenclavier” dates to the 1500s long before .gif animations were invented.
Shortly after recording what was arguably their best album at Abbey Road Studios, the Fab Four crossed that now famous intersection and posed for this publicity shot. (L to R: Paul, George, John and Ringo.)
Some say the Beatles were too popular, but you’ve got to admit that without “the British Invasion” of the 1960s there’d likely be no Tacky Raccoons.
[Image found here, crossposted here.]
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Update: This is disturbing.
Okay, before you think you’re clever and rename it as a you-know-what, there’s more to this picture than you think. We’re talking Zen convergence.
The modern copy machine owes it’s existence to cat fur and Chester Carlson. Never heard of him? I’ll make it easy for you. Click here.
[Image found here.]
Here’s to all the diggers.
Using letters, diaries and photographs, The Sunday Age recounts events through the eyes of the diggers who battled on amid despair and death. Jonathan King reports.
APRIL – THE LANDING
The great challenge for the Anzacs on April 25 was to land at Anzac Cove against formidable opposition from the Turks and then dig in. We are now within a mile of the shore and the din has increased… the whole side of the mountains seems to be sending forth tongues of flame and the bullets fairly rain upon us… the water is churned up from rifle fire, machine-guns, Maxims, shrapnel and common shells… seven of the boys in our boat are killed and God knows how many in the others.
A Kosovo Serb peels an Easter egg during an Orthodox Easter service in a fire-gutted Serbian church, burned in 2004 by ethnic Albanians, in Mitrovica, 40 kilometres (30 miles) north of the Kosovo capital Pristina, April 5, 2010.
[More great images, including this one, from here. The history of the Easter Egg may be found here.]
This is a true story.
Several times in my childhood my parents abandoned me, but they always left me with a baby sitter, a complete stranger who they paid, just to keep her honest. My favorite babysitter was Veronica. She wore velour sweaters and had a faint little mustache. I had a kindergarten-age crush on her because she was nice.
My second favorite babysitter was Miss Mary Eileen. Now SHE was a freakin’ hoot.
That’s Miss Mary Eileen on the left with her cousin Miss Bevel.
They both lived in a house that was walking distance from mine.
Miss Mary was my favorite. She was a lot of fun. Let us climb on the furniture and stuff. She liked rock n’ roll, too, and brought over 45s of songs my parents wouldn’t allow me to listen to.
Later on, Miss Eileen married a handyman named “Lefty.” I don’t recall his real name, and they moved into a townhouse up the hill.
Mary and her husband opened up a successful restaurant/bar that was very popular, especially with the left-leaning bohemian crowd.
She and her husband raised four sons (youngest 10, eldest 20 in this pic from 1998).
Here’s her youngest son Bobby (nicknamed “Wilt the Tilt” by his classmates) in his senior year in High School, in front of his grandfather’s house.
Eventually Mary and her husband retired to this comfy little cottage in the same neighborhood she grew up in, and they lived happily ever after.
THE END.
[Click the image to see the awesome coolness of Capitol Records.]
Cooking for A**holes. (Is a language warning really needed?)
A Google search for “Church of the Toad of Light” brings up this article: Milking the Toad.
NatGeo Infinite Photo is infinite.
Big ‘ol honkin’ animals in the city.
Very cool .gif artistry here.
Cold case cryptology: The FBI is asking for public help with decoding a message found in the pocket of a murder victim. It doesn’t appear to be gibberish as at least one series of characters are repeated. I suspect it’s some kind of mnemonic. More here.
Heh. If you’re going to steal a truck, better know how to operate a clutch. [Found here]
Clarence Carter‘s “Slip Away” was one of the prettiest R&B tunes of the 60s. Here he is in 2010 with an excellent live version.
Small Faces‘ “Hey Girl” from 1966 is fun in a trolley.
The Turtles, featuring Flo & Eddie, with “The Story of Rock and Roll.” About the only redeeming quality of this sappy song (besides the intro) is a nice move at about 01:45.
There should be no introduction needed for these guys. (Watch the dancer on the left… she’s doing a modified boogaloo.)
With that, I’m out. Have a great weekend folks – be back here tomorrow for more fun.
Tacky Raccoons 