Saturday Matinee – Goose Parade, Bimbo’s Initiation, Jurassic Snark, Kitty Town, Allman Bros.


[Found here.]


Bimbo was Betty Boop’s boyfriend/dog pal back when Betty was still a dog in a miniskirt. (Note that Mickey Mouse shows up to mess with Bimbo at 00:28. The Fleisher Bros. were Disney’s closest competitor in the animation business at the time.)


The Best Of Jurassic Park That You Don’t Recall. [via]


Welcome to Kitty Town.


The Allman Brothers’ “Jessica” is one of the great country rock jams. Seems appropriate, since I’ve got a bit of traveling coming up next week.

Have a great weekend, folks, and be back here tomorrow for more hot muffins from the internest.

Saturday Matinee – Tom Waits, Leon Redbone, The Remains, Mink DeVille, The Black Keys

“Ol’ 55” became one of my favorite Tom Waits songs once I found that The Eagles only did a cover.

“Diddy Wah Diddy” is one of my favorite Leon Redbone songs, even though it was  a cover of Blind Blake’s original, not to be confused with Bo Diddley’s DWD. that was covered by Captain Beefheart as well as The Fabulous Thunderbirds (All four versions linked are worth a listen because Bunk knows what Diddy Wah Diddy means.)

The Remains‘ version of Bo Diddley’s song is, um, a version, but the retroness kinda makes up for the lameness of the Boston band’s cover.

Willy “Mink” DeVille was a punk rocker before the Sex Pistols screwed it all up. Moon Martin’s “Cadillac Walk” was a classic, and DeVille did a great cover.

The Black Keys just blow me away, and not just because of the retro rock sound. A 3-man group has to be good to crank, but for two guys to load and pull the trigger is pure awesome.

Have a great weekend folks. Be back here tomorrow.

Ramona Lisa

[Gwen found this.]

Saturday Matinee – Dylan-Suess, Schlüsselfiedel, Humming House, Beatles, Sam Kinison

Dr. Suess’ “Oh The Thinks You Can Think” is a video adaptation with music from the banned “Dylan Hears A Who.”

My new keyed fiddle (“Schlüsselfiedel” in German, “nyckelharpa” in Swedish). This instrument was common throughout the German speaking areas until the 17th century – from then on, it was kept only in the area of Uppland in Sweden, where the art of the instrument was rediscovered in the 20th century.

Humming House’s “Gypsy Django” is kinda fun. Tip ‘o the tarboosh to Bunkarina.

Remastered from the famous rooftop recording, I dedicate The Beatles’ “I Me Mine” to the hypocrites participating in OccupyWhatever, who are making the same mistakes and pulling the same stunts of decades ago.

The late Sam Kinison’s “Wild Thing” is pure awesome. [h/t brick]

The .Gif Friday Post No.198 – Dog Pwnd, Rock Out & Pony Plates

[Found here, here and here .]

Hot Lynx

When I googled “Hot Lynx,” this came up. No explanation offered.

Cool illusion bro.

Gladys Knight sings her hit “Neither One Of Us” a capella. Here’s the original with the Pips.

Think you’ve got a good eye for colors? Try this hue test. (I got a score of 17.)

Throwable 360 degree camera ball has a thingy that detects the whatsit and takes pictures at the whatchamacallit so that you can look at where you were in 3D. If you get one, I want you to lob it into the polar bear exhibit.

The original version of “Do Wah Diddy Diddy” by The Exciters.
(h/t to planetross for telling me something I should’ve told him.)

If you missed the linky quietly added to the sidebar, I’m on Twitter, and I’m collecting followers. No content, one single tweet, that’s it. Retweets will bring you good luck and stuff.

Private First Class Hannibal Shirley Dobbs

The end of the Civil War was near
When quite accidentally,
A hero who sneezed, abruptly seized
Retreat and reversed it to victory!
His Medal of Honor pleased and thrilled
His proud little family group;
While pinning it on, some blood was spilled
And so it was planned he’d command… F TROOP!
Where Indian fights are colorful sights
And nobody takes a lickin’,
Where paleface and redskin
Both turn chicken!
When drilling and fighting get them down
They know their morale can’t droop
As long as they all relax in town
Before they resume with a bang and a boom… F TROOP!

[Story here. Image found here. Click the image for a bonus.]

Saturday Matinee – Personal Hygiene, Leave It To Beaver, Ramones, DC5, MGMT

Let’s get this one out of the way first. State of the art physics demonstration explores and remedies a common benign malady known as “poop splash.” [via].

Leave It To Beaver Beaver Beaver…

The Ramones’ “She’s The One.” Great stuff. I never understood why they never had a top 40 hit.

The Dave Clark Five‘s 1964 cover of  The Contours‘ classic “Do You Love Me” is almost better than the original. (Note that I said “almost.”)

Yeah. I miss it, too.

That makes five, and with that we’re out. Have a great weekend, folks.

1937 – The Year of Cow Pants


From Popular Science for October, 1937.

[Found here.]

Waiting For Sundown


[via]
I miss Drive-Ins. Let me rephrase that – I miss the memories of Drive-Ins. No, let’s try it again – I miss my false memories of Drive-Ins. For the most part Drive-Ins sucked donkeys.

Cold nights, steamed up windows, a full cooler of cheapo beer with crappy movies. Speakers that hung on the driver’s side window that played static in mono, and a whiny date who just wanted to go home because she was freezing and couldn’t stand my buddy in the back seat with his cold whiny date. Because of that, “Flesh Gordon” was one of my least favorite movies of all time.

Once I hid in the trunk with Danny Rat The Dirty White to get in free, getting CO poisoning, watching the B-movie double feature in a lawn chair with warm beer and a pounding headache. Yeah, fun times.

Years later a bunch of us piled into Pecker Pete’s van and went to a multi-screen Drive-In. By then the crappy speakers had been replaced with an antenna clip, so you could listen to the movie over AM radio on your own speakers.

Pecker didn’t have a radio, but at least one of us had seen each of the flicks. We parked in the middle of the lot and watched five movies at once, providing our own narration. The chicks dug it.

I don’t miss Drive-In theaters at all, except for when I do.