


[Found here, here and here. Santa smackdown h/t Gord S.]



The end of a long year deserves a playlist to bring in the new one, and just as we did a mere twelve months ago, here’s a compilation of songs that buzzed my earballs in 2024.
Set 1 – January, February, March & April
Set 2 – May, June, July & August
Set 3 – September, October, November & December
[I omitted most of the tunes from the Halloween playlist, but you can hear them all here.]

[Caveat: I don’t own the copyrights to any of these recordings. They are presented here for entertainment purposes only.]
[More photos with descriptions and credits at https://www.usni.org/magazines/proceedings/2024/december/2024-naval-maritime-photo-contest ]

The Fever, Southside Johnny & The Asbury Jukes (1976) The Fever was written by Bruce Springsteen, with back up provided by members of the E-Street Band. John “Southside Johnny” Lyon, 76, recently (and abruptly) cancelled tours and retired due to unspecified medical issues.
Blue house [via IDHMGO].
Is it safe? [via Feral Irishman].
Las Pelilargas [via Mme. Jujujive].
Swiss orchestra box [via Bunkerville].
Norty Blues Episode 96 (Christmas edition).
The Shadwell Forgeries [via Memo Of The Air].
Post Christmas Farts [via The View From Lady Lake].
[Top image: The Armies of Greenland prepare for war. h/t Gord S.]
From the Archives: 1 year ago. 5 years ago. 10 years ago. 15 years ago.
Snooks Eaglin took Wilson Pickett’s Memphis classic down to N’awlins.
[h/t hotfox63.com]
In 2008, Latvian Blues Band became the first European-based group invited to perform in the Chicago Blues Festival. From Riga, Latvia, members include Jānis ‘Bux’ Bukovskis (guitar, vocals), Jonatans Rācenājs (guitar), Rolands ‘Rolx’ Saulietis (drums, backing vocals), Reinis Ozoliņš (bass), Nauris Strežs (trombone) and Artis Ločmelis (sax).
Clutch picks it up, throws it to the floor and kicks it square in the crackerbockles. From their 2007 album From Beale Street to Oblivion.
Just got a breather from the Christmas festivities, and here comes the New Year barrelling down the tracks. I’m not ready for it, but I’ve had just about enough of 2024. Porchtime? Whenever o’clock.
