Tag: 1930s

Thirsty.

At the Drinking Fountain, New York, USA, 1930s.

[Found here.]

The All-In-One Radio Of The Future ca.1935

This telephone, radio, video, news link, photo transmitter/receiver, printer included a “Like” function to transmit audio applause. It was an all-in-one Victrola on steroids, a paleo Smart Phone that went up to 11.

[Images found here and here. More here.]

1930 Zukunftsphantasien

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Space Station – Check.
Smart Phones – Check.
Steam Powered Dirigible from Australia via Tehran – Pending.

(Note that die Frauen trinken und Rauchen stumpft in the park next to the airstrip while keeping tabs on die Kinder.)

[Found here via here.]

The .Gif Friday Post No.337 – Hover Screen, Kitteh Spaghetteh & 1930s Fauxtography

Touch Screen

Spaghetti Kitty

On The Wing

[Found here, here and here. Yeah, I messed with the 2nd one a tad – stabilized the image, reversed & looped it and tweaked the timing, just because.]

“Where Do We Go From Here?” Real Life Jenga.

Jenga Stairs

“Damn. Gotta pound out another exit, Danny. Guess I’ll see ‘ya on the other side, mate. Look after me missus.”

[Found here; related post here.]

Saturday Matinee – The Cowans, Fats Waller, Art Tatum, George Clinton & Leon Redbone

Before you get all humpy like this is just a last minute hodge-podge throw-it-together post for the Saturday Matinee, chill. It’s all good, and it’s all connected in an odd sort of way…

September 2008: Fran & Marlow Cowan played an impromptu recital together in the atrium of the Mayo Clinic. The song is Arthur Clough’s “Put On Your Old Grey Bonnet” from 1910.

Fats Waller‘s “Aint Misbehavin'” (1929) was my introduction to early jazz before I knew who Fats Waller was. 1930s Jazz = Best Jazz in my book.

And then Art Tatum ripped it all apart and completely rebuilt the engine.

Gonna jump a few decades to Miles Davis‘ “Tutu.”

George Clinton‘s Mothership! [via Coldwarrior] One more? Heh. You got it.

Yep, Leon Redbone on Carson, playing “Diddy-Wah-Diddy,” which is somehow apropos for Mardi Gras gris gris gumbo yaya.

Have a great weekend folks, and be back here tomorrow for more fun.

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