The missus’ Uncle Harry was there. The Japanese were strafing the airfield, and Harry dived under the heaviest piece of equipment he could find. He found out later that it was an ammo truck.
Harry survived the attack. Many did not.
That’s a scan of my late Dad’s rubber stamp. He used on all his snail-mail correspondence.
Police Blotter: Clawson Police Chief Harry Anderson says a woman dialed 911 when she heard what sounded like a violent altercation between her neighbors at a Maple Road apartment complex.
“One of the neighbors had heard somebody yelling – a female yelling … she was possibly being hit – yelling, ‘Stop! No!’” The concerned party also said that, in between shouts, she heard a repeated loud noise. And now, the rest of the story…
It’s only “…a group of migrants moving up from Central America towards the border with the US.” Yeah, right. You know they’re bad news when even los Mexicanos quieren que se vayan.: “We want the caravan to go; they are invading us. They should have come into Mexico correctly, legally, but they came in like animals.”
The “music” is irritating as hell, but with the videos it becomes awesome. If I embedded it correctly, it should play 13 short clips in sequence, and you can jump to the next one if you wish.
[Found via here.]
Old radio shows used similar sound effect techniques.
“Radio is the theater of the mind; television is the theater of the mindless.” – Steve Allen
Also note that the vid was a GM-sponsored short, so the good guys catch the bad guys in the end because the good guys are in a Chevrolet and the bad guys are only on horses.
“Rarg is a land so perfect that the sun never rises until it is absolutely sure that everyone is awake. It is a wonderful place where everyone loves learning and making new discoveries. Until one day, an astonishing discovery is made… a discovery that might just be a problem.”
So where do we go from here? Oh, hell. I know: a sappy cover of Santo & Johnny.
Buzzchopper‘s other stuff sounds like Surf Ramones to me, and they opened for Mink Stole in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, 2010. Last time I passed through Harrisburg, you couldn’t buy beer or wine in a convenience store or in a supermarket, and that means that something’s seriously wrong with that place.
To all our frozen friends back east, awesome happens at about 1:00.
Have a great weekend, folks, and be back here for leftovers.
What’s wrong? The decor is horrible, the colors clash, the cat is locked in the ice box, there’s no beer in the fridge, there are no visible firearms and Veronica’s not naked.
Awesome lineup, that. Recorded on August 27, 1974 at KCET in Hollywood, California.
Frank Zappa—guitar, percussion, vocals;
George Duke—keyboards, finger cymbals, tambourine, vocals;
Napoleon Murphy Brock—sax, vocals;
Ruth Underwood—percussion;
Tom Fowler—bass;
Chester Thompson—drums.
Awesome lineup, that. Recorded circa 1989
The Tonight Show Band Snooky Young – Trumpet
[That excellent video was sent down the memory hole just days ago for some unknown reason. What black-hearted soul would do such a thing? Let’s do this instead.]
Awesome lineup, that. Recorded circa 2010. The Tom Stormy Trio featuring Rhythm Sophie
Sophie – vocals
Tom Stormy – drums
Gábor Kiss – guitar
Buddy Benkey – double bass
Have a great weekend, folks. See you back here tomorrow and we’ll do stuff.
Young people don’t know what it means to live under socialism because they’ve been lied to all their lives about it. They’ve never spoken with anyone who risked their lives to fight it and/or escape it.
Grampa told me of a gaffe he and his brothers used in church. It’s called “The Angel Speaks.”
Get a thick wire coathanger, cut a 4-inch section. Bend it into a “U” shape, then bend the ends 180 degrees down. Get two small rubber bands and loop each one through a metal washer, hook the bands onto each side of the “U”. The gaffe is ready.
Wind up the washer tight, hold it in place, then sit on it, preferably on a wooden pew. When the time is right, lean over, raise a cheek. The washer is released with a loud “BRRRAAAAP!”
Depending on the design, preparation and control, you may be able to get up to 3 farts out of it.
Oh, and always look at the kid next to you in complete disgust each time you rip one. This works on steel folding chairs, too, but the noise sounds like a jackhammer.
Stop-motion pumpkin carving is awesome. Many gourds sacrificed their lives [via].
“If you steal the kill, and nobody is hurt, that’s when you can relax.”
Hunting without killing is ballsy as all get out. Psych out the predators and steal their stuff before they figure out what’s going on and they kill you [via].
The Growlers is an excellent name for an excellent semi-retro band. I love ’em.
Bite The Buffalo is an excellent name for an excellent semi-retro band. I love ’em.
Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll do something different tomorrow. Or not.