Henri Lanos (1859-1929) was a French illustrator and painter whose work appeared in French magazines like La Caricature, L’Illustration and Je Sais Tout. He was member of the Société des Artistes Français (French Artists Society).
3-point perspective (1 point + zenith + right) is awesome. He even detailed rivets, and showed Paris’ 1855 Palais de l’Industrie in the distance.
I got one of these as a present when I was a tad. The slide was inoperable as it was for looks only, and I recall that I annoyed a lot of adults with it. Somehow it disappeared for a long while, but reappeared a couple of years later.
No idea where it is now.
[Found here.]
Iraq war veteran (Airborne Infantry) bought a plot of farmland in rural Virginia and discovered that something came with it. Grab a mug and listen to his story.
Junior Wells‘ performed his 1960 hit “Messin’ With The Kid” live in 1993. The Blues Brothers did a decent cover in 1978, and this version by The Healers is killer.
The Healers have one fine lineup, and one fine cause.
Roy Buchanan (1939-1988) was one of the greatest unknown blues guitarists in modern history. Have a listen to “Roy’s Bluz” live in Austin Texas, 1976. [Related posts here.]
Have a great weekend, folks. Got a nice assortment of Hot Links for you to sift through tomorrow.
No it doesn’t.
It looks just like a late ’60s piece of crap station wagon.
Nice try.
“The children stretch out in the back, gaze up at the stars through the sun roof and they’re off to sleep in no time.”
Yeah, sure. Carbon monoxide poisoning puts you right out… been there, done that. Then you wake up with a pounding headache. Dad’s 1972 Ford Country Squire did it to me.
Years later it happened again. Danny Rat and I were hiding in the trunk of Raul’s Buick to sneak into the local drive-in theater without paying. We paid in brain pain that night, and I never did it again.
TRUE.
[Image found here.]
The exploitation of Peter Max.
Cool EcoVid, but why the porn soundtrack?
Desert Blues – Jimmy Rogers, 1929.
Desert Blues – Skeets McDonald, 1965.
Desert Blues – Ricky Nelson, 1967.
Desert Blues – Leon Redbone, 1975.
More versions listed here.
If in Riverside, California, take this tour.
If in Wilmington, Delaware, take this tour.
If in Lynchburg, Tennessee, take this tour.
Max Mueller II, mayor of Idyllwild, California, is a real SOB and everyone knows it.
Mom ordered a t-shirt from China for her 3-year-old and it came with a surprise bonus feature.
And it’s all supposed to be spontaneous. Yeah, right.
Un-Aborted Pro-Abortion woman tries to make the argument:
“Let’s eliminate suffering by killing those who MIGHT suffer.” Pheew. Even Planned Parenthood founder Margaret Sanger was against abortion as a contraceptive (except for blacks). The entire premise is false.
From the archives: 10 years ago. 5 years ago. 1 year ago.
[Top image from here.]
Leon Redbone was an iconic performer who reinvigorated the music of the late 19th to early 20th century, including blues, ragtime, dixieland jazz and country. That he pulled it off in the mid 1970s is an interesting commentary of the state of music of the time (mainstream rock was sucking donkeys). You couldn’t get more retro than Leon Redbone at that time, and he stepped right into the mix.
Rolling Stone described his repertoire as “so authentic you can hear the surface noise of an old 78 rpm.” During a 1974 interview (prior to release of any album) they asked where he first played in public. Redbone responded, “In a pool hall, but I wasn’t playing guitar, you see. I was playing pool.” Apparently he was pretty good at it.
I learned of the song “Ain’t Misbehavin‘” via some sheet music my late grampa had, and I liked the tune. I’d never heard of Fats Waller before I heard Leon Redbone’s version.
Then I heard Redbone’s over-the-top absurd version of The Sheik of Araby, a cover of this (1937) which was a cover of this (1922). I became a fan.
In the early ’80s I saw Mr. Redbone perform at The Golden Bear (a small but famous venue with no bad seats). His props were a rattan chair, a side table with a lamp, and his guitar. He was in the middle of a song when he saw the flash of a Kodak Instamatic camera. With lightning speed, he stopped, grabbed a Polaroid Swinger and took a photo of the photographer, then sat quietly humming until the image appeared. He held it up to view.
“Ahhh. Not a bad likeness.”
Then he resumed the song exactly where he left off.
I wasn’t aware of this until today, but there is a documentary on Leon Redbone. Here’s the trailer:
“He was always mysterious, he was always coming and going. It was almost like he was there one second and he’d be gone the next… and you never knew where he’d gone or why or how he’d even left, but suddenly he wasn’t there anymore.” – Jane Harbury, Publicist.
Here’s a link to the full documentary if you’re interested. It’s only 16 minutes, but it’s worth it.
Leon Redbone, you were a breath of fresh air into the stagnant late 70s music scene. May You Rest In Peace.
[Related posts here.]
Here’s another.
Okay, I think I see a pattern. Here’s one more.
Okay, I’ll stop, but not before I link to this Danier Leather commercial.
Alvin Lee & Ten Years After‘s “I’m Going Home” is one of the greatest speed metal rock tribute songs ever, and this live version dates to 1969 – Woodstock. TYA had only one Top 40 hit.
How ’bout some Samantha Fish?
Definitely dangerous. Hand her something with four wires nailed to it and she’ll jam it down your throat. I want to hear what she can do with a diddley bow.
That’s Justin Johnson playing classic Son House on a custom-made glorified diddley bow.
Have a great three-day weekend folks and please remember what Memorial Day is all about. See you back here tomorrow.
[2nd & 3rd .gifs found here and here. Top .gif was created from video found here, uploaded to Giphy, stole it back since they don’t give credit or allow downloading anymore, messed with it using JASC Animation Shop. Background story here.]
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