Great baseball fakeouts.
Armadillos can deflect bullets.
Norm MacDonald shreds a heckler.
[NPC, NSFW, NSFK, h/t Octopus.]
In case you missed it, Prancercise® is a fitness revolution.
All the matter that makes up the human race could fit in a sugar cube. More fun facts here.
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“Check out the Prancercise Website Here: http://www.prancercise.com This video shows the 4 modes of Prancercise® .You can visit me at http://www.prancercise.com where you can learn more about Prancercise®: “A springy, rhythmic way of moving forward, similar to a horse’s gait and is ideally induced by elation.” copyright 1989, taken from my book Prancercise®:The Art of Physical and Spiritual Excellence, now available to the public for the first time!”
Good God. How embarrassing. And hilarious [via].
Awesome. I want to know the size of her pet door [via].
Lindsay Buckingham got fired from Fleetwood Mac and I don’t know why. I also don’t care.
[Somewhat related Beat Farmers recording here.]
I don’t care about Mick Fleetwood either, but he was/is one hella talent.
Cadillac in the Swamp is a torrid, steaming album, powered by the gutsy, powerful songwriting and singing of harpist Anthony Thompson. Smokehouse reworks the deep, swampy groove of New Orleans and Delta blues, adding the electric energy of Chicago blues. Thompson is a raw, greasy harmonica player, evoking the classic licks of Little Walter. He’s not as good a singer — his range is quite limited — but he is a forceful and emotional vocalist and he’s one hell of a songwriter; unlike many of his contemporaries, he is not afraid of tackling big social issues. Guitarist Robert Thomas is equally impressive, spitting out firey solos and muscular riffs throughout the record. That musical dexterity and sinewy energy shines throughout Cadillac in the Swamp, a first-rate modern blues album. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine, AMG Enjoy !!!
I don’t know where that recording came from, but it sounds a lot like Howlin’ Wolf to me. Nasty blues with a very cool video.
Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll be back here tomorrow.
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At least he tried, but that he was proud enough to get his missus to take a photo of this creepy atrocity is a different story.
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The Tilt-A-Whirl was the only ride I ever puked on. I was about 6 years old at the time, and it happened here.
See that blurb at the bottom left? The Runyon Cancer Fund is a charity founded in 1946 (named after famed newsman and writer Damon Runyon) and is still in operation over 70 years later.
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“Maintenance and Sanitation Products.”
One can only guess what he’s hiding in that drum…
[Found here.]
He might not realize it, but the octopus is tasting him. [Found here, via here.]
Everybody’s coming to David Byrne‘s house. Everybody. [via].
Nice lip synch & choreography to Cab Calloway‘s December1948 recording of “Everybody Eats When They Come To My House.” (Everybody eats, except for one guy).
Okay so now we’ve got a food theme going.
The Rutles were one great parody band (perhaps surpassed by 
but even that is arguable). The album “All You Need Is Cash” is so spot-on that those who don’t know it was a hoax think it’s the real Fab Four Try it. It really sounds like a Beatles Greatest Hits compilation.
Dylan Hears A Who is awesome, also. Lemme know if you want a .zip file that includes the CD liner notes.
Have a great weekend, folks. See you back here tomorrow when we’ll discuss unprovable allegations from over 30 years ago attempting to destroy an honorable man’s career, family and life by people who have no ethics and want to eradicate the U.S. Constitution by fiat.
That octopus is awesome.
Did you spot the subliminal scary clown?
It’s the ghost of Buddy Hackett. He was awesome.
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Ann Mitchell is the one for you. She’s a hoot, a lotta fun, but steer clear of her Dad and her three older brothers and you won’t end up wearing a plaster cast.
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I could do without the silly mask gimmicks, but Les Claypool and Buckethead jam it down your throat. Sounds like it was partially derived from an old Zappa groove.
Béla Fleck and the Flecktones are nothing less than amazing. “Sinister Minister” was performed at Mountain Jam VII on 3 June 2011.
This is reported to have been Frank Zappa’s last public performance, directing the Ensemble Modern, Alte Oper, Frankfurt, Germany, 17 September 1992. Zappa died less than two years later, days shy of his 53rd birthday. From the UToob link:
It was his last professional public appearance, as the cancer was spreading to such an extent that he was in too much pain to enjoy an event that he otherwise found “exhilarating”. Recordings from the concerts appeared on The Yellow Shark, Zappa’s last release during his lifetime.
And now for something completely different.
Have a great weekend, folks, see you back here tomorrow.
Tacky Raccoons 