Well, my situation is desperate but not serious. Healthy enough but still looking for work. Worrisome.
This is the promised Buddy Holly podcast. When I get work I’ll buy a decent microphone and talk some, probably just monotonous telling you what you’ve already heard.
This podcast tries to pick up some of the greater covers of Buddy Holly tunes, followed by a couple of tribute songs including the sizzling and powerful “Day In The Life” by Big Daddy, the bothos laden “Theee Stars” by Eddie Cochran and the bouncy and totally fun track, “Buddy’s Song” by Bobby Vee, where all the lyrics are from Buddy Holly tunes!
It ends with a lot of popular and some rarer tracks, a lot featuring Buddy on acoustic guitar where he proves that a man armed with a guitar can rock the joint. I guess it also proves that guitar lessons can make you popular at parties. The six strings that made a man out of . . . me, I guess.
Next up the dreaded Christmas podcast!
Bobby Fuller Four – Peggy Sue-Pamela-Love’s Made A Fool Of You
Pat Monahan – Maybe Baby
Mud – Oh Boy
JD Southern – Everyday
Shoes – Words Of Love
Sonny Curtis – Talk About My Baby
Troggs – Peggy Sue
Roky Erickson – Peggy Sue Got Married
Rolling Stones – Not Fade Away
Detrit Cobras – Heartbeat
Marty Stuart – Crying, Waiting, Hoping
Nick Lowe – Changing All Those Changes
Everly Brothers – That’ll Be The Day
Ricky Nelson – Rave On
Frank Bacon – Shiela
Imelda May – I’m Looking For Someone To Love
Albert Lee – Learning The Game
Chris Bailey – It Doesn’t Matter Anymore
Jackson Browne – True Love Ways
Cee Lo Green – (You’re So Square) Baby I Don’t Case
Country Rockers – Rock Around With Ollie Vee
Big Daddy – A Day In The Life
Chuck Travis – Gone Too Soon
Eddie Cochran – Three Stars
Bobby Vee – Buddy’s Song
Tremelos – Peggy Sue
Steeleye Span – Rave On
MP3 Because it is so much worse than the aac version
Click images for desktop size: “Zebra Rider” by Benda I don’t sleep well. A lot of reasons; dreams, anxiety, pain. I find that listening to something distractting at least shuts down some of the issues. For a while the distraction has been old time radio podcasts.
Right now my favorite are the 1940/50’s Bud Collier “Superman”. Superman was always so rigid and cool despite that. He was something solid that never shifted his perspective.
One thing that the radio series reminds me of, very often vividly, is that Superman was not only for truth, justice and the American way, but that he defined the American way as good sportsmanship and tolerance and on the constant vigil against evil. Evil was corrupt politicians, hateful business men who tried to turn honest working men and women into slaves to further their own selfish ambitions. These evil men stirred up hatred and bigotry in order to control the workers they were intended to nurture and protect.
Superman fought this stuff in the 40’s but it still exists today, it doesn’t bother to conceal itself anymore, this apocalyptic evil, it has used super villain powers to twist and distort laws, placed evil men in power who believe that innocent men belong in prison and that justice is only for the wealthy.
You could join the Superman Crusader club and get a, probably, bit chin silver like adjustable ring for only a box top and a dime (in cash-no stamps). You did have to agree to be tolerant, a good sport and to always help others; debts owed to you are meaningless while debts you owe are paramount (not talking about money debts – the Kinney Corp tried to turn Superman into a shill – it couldn’t take) Pretty trivial stuff unless you mean it.
Most people think I’m pretty far right wing or they figure I’m a liberal. It’s because I believe in
Click images for desktop size: “Green Shoes” by Vargas people and I think that dogs and most other animals have as many rights as people.
I’d say I’m pretty right wing. For my little trite reason; I think that justice is ephemeral and what matters most is freedom.
I discard the present day right as fanatics and nuts, if only for this insane belief that corporations are people. Corporations have spents billions on creating the most corrupt Supreme Court in US history to get them to lie and claim that corporations are people. They’re not. They were never intended to be. It’s one of the reasons that people are allowed to hide behind the corporate veil. The corporate veil allows them to be inhuman and evil, androids with no emotions committed to profit at any human cost. It lets them hide and get tax benefits for their “smarts”.
Recently BP was convicted for manslaughter for the people they killed in the Gulf Oil Spill. Dick Cheney’s corporation, Haliburton, was also convicted. There were different charges, I don’t remember them exactly. They were heinous.
Who is in prison for these offenses? No one because corporations aren’t people.
I’m just upset. Two weeks ago it looked like my wife and my remaining puppies might find a little bit of peace and some small ease. My wife’s step-father left her a small inheritance. It was his final hope that she have some of that small hope and peace.
I think part of the problem that ensued are partially my fault. He asked me about Mare being the executor. He was worried about his daughter being upset by this. My step father talked in ellipses and spirals. What I heard was that his daughter was always angry and had always been angry, even
Click images for desktop size: “Spider’s Web” by Grey when she was a child. He loved her and was afraid of her feeling left out of his will. I thought there would be no problem with her being co-executor with my wife.
I was wrong. I’m sure her step-sister does not see herself as evil. She just spreads the lie that she is protecting herself. To herself she is probably just getting some revenge against my wife for marrying into her family and against her slacker brother because he dared to be born.
She refused to sign the papers disbursing the small estate. It cost my wife a couple hundred hours of work and it cost us a few thousand dollars and it cost us the house where we could live together.
I fear her father would be disappointed that she has gone against his explicit wishes. ( hope he came to his decision without considering my hasty advice.
Of course the [evil] stepsister waited until it was certain we lost our deposit etc. My wife defends her. That’s just one reason I married my wife.
I’m glad I don’t have any family anymore.
I still miss my puppy everyday. Some days more than others.
Patti Page-(How Much Is That) Doggy In The Window
Cat Stevens-I Love My Dog
Lolas-Plenty Of Dogs
Tampa Red-Let Me Play With Your Poodle
Ronnie Self-Ain’t I’m A Dog
Nina Simone-Mr Bojangles
Candy Butchers-Call Off The Dogs
Don Woody-Bird Dog
Doughboys-Keep Your Dog Off Me
Soledad Brothers-Walkin’ The Dog
Elvis Presley-Old Shep
Everley Brothers-Bird Dog
Delbert Barker-No Good Robin Hood
Astronauts-I’m Gonna Buy Me A Dog
John Entwhistle-Mad Dog
Junkyard Dogs-Born To Cry
Adam And The Ants-Dog Eat Dog
Chuckie Chandler and The Chandeliers-Rockin’ Moondog
Mel Price-Little Dog Blues
Big Mamma Thorton-Hound Dog
Gene Vincent-Bird Doggin’
Nomads-Call Off Your Dogs
Jeff Dahl Trio-I Wanna Be Your Dog
Cliff Johnson-Go Away Houndog
Rubinos-Cats And Dogs
Russ Tolman & The Totem Polemen-Portrait Of Blue
Marques Brothers-Let Me Play With Your Larse
Beach Boys-Wouldn’t It Be Nice
Jackie Wilson-(Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher And Higher
Patti Page-See That Doggie In The Shelter
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My puppy has been gone for 23 days. I still mourn her. I still miss her because every morning I wake up expecting to see her standing there ready for another day of adventure.
This podcast is not about her. Not that much. For nearly a year I’ve been gathering up songs about dogs. And I intentionally avoided things like the “Singing Dogs”, which are cool in doses but pretty much just tedious.
The Patti Page bookend songs are pretty self explanatory as are the rest of them. A couple of the songs aren’t so much about dogs but they are about my dogs, which makes their inclusion mandatory.
The Beach Boys and Jackie Wilson tracks are because that is how I feel about dogs. When my wife was in Canada and I was down here a neighbor asked my wife, “Where’s that crazy guy who was always out in the yard dancing with the dogs?”
The crazy guy was me and the Beach Boys and Jackie Wilson were two of the guys we’d always dance to.
There’s not been much to interest me. No great movies are startlingly great music. One thing of small interest is the resurgence of power pop. Radio 2 in Spain has even put together a string of shows featuring some of the old power pop bands! Since I either shared a stage with these guys or went to see them in the 80’s I find them interesting. I do take a perverse pleasure in the fact that most of them have aged far worse than I have . . . It also brings that long held fantasy of a come back!
Then I read about another popster dying (Scot Miller of “Game Theory” being the latest) and I remember Peter Case lying in the hospital and I miss my puppy all over again.
Click images for desktop size: “The Blue Beetle” by Unknown Before I was a teen I wrote an article about The Flash for a fanzine called Rocket Blast Comic Collector. At 11 I didn’t see much difference between fanzines and magazines or between high school athletes and major league players.
There was no pay for the article. It never occurred to me that people would pay you for writing words. I was disappointed, not by the lack of money but by the response of the publisher. I thought I’d written the greatest love song to The Flash imaginable. All I got was an index card that said, “Good article.” It wasn’t even signed!
I was irked.
I found out a few years later that the fellow who published the Rocket Blast was 19. He had cystic fibrosis. He was in a wheel chair and he did all of his typing by holding the pencil in his teeth and punching the keys on an IBM Selectric one at a time with the pencil.
Inside I discovered what the word churlish meant and wondered how you could apologize for unspoken irkedness.
That fanzine is a funny thing to have pop into my mind. Tomorrow the team I assisting coaching with are playing for the league championship.
I wouldn’t expect anyone to be surprised at this except this is a basketball team . . .
They’ve tried to throw our team out of the league. They tried to throw the head coach I’m mentoring out of the league. The HC is 23 years old and this is the first time he’s ever coached. He made mistakes but they were all forgivable ones. I came down on him harder than they did.
They tried to throw one of our players out of the league. He’s a warrior, so you know I like him. He plays basketball and he also plays baseball for his high school team. So I double like him.
Click images for desktop size: “Medusa” by Boris Vallejo If we win the championship they want me to accept the trophy and make a speech. I’m pretty sure they expect me to rail against the league and the shabby way we feel we’ve been treated by them. What I’ll probably say is something like championships are a rare thing to play for, and rarer to win. How many people ever get the chance to say I did my best and my best was enough.
The greatest man I ever met was the late Coach Eddie Robinson. He was the football coach at Grambling who for a while had more victories than any coach in NCAA history.
Coach Robinson told me how he used to have to mark out the field and place the line markers before games. While he was doing this he realized how much he loved coaching. He said to love coaching you had to love the athletes you taught. In later years he realized that to merely be a decent coach you had to love your players.
I turned this into my own bromide I constantly preach, “No coach ever won a game and no player ever lost a game.”
To me that means the joy a coach receives is consummate to the way his players perform and behave. That is a game is lost because a guy loses his temper and gets ejected it is up to the coach to teach the player to keep his temper, to find out what burns inside of him to the point of bad behavior. If a game is lost it’s because the coach hasn’t taught the player how to make the play. He hasn’t given the player the tools to succeed.
It’s the coaches job to instill the desire to improve and to learn and study enough of the game to know what to teach the players and how to teach them.
Click images for desktop size: “Film Fun” by Bolles When the team wins it is the players who strived, who pushed themselves to places that they had never imagined they could enter, accomplish dreams that they never knew they were capable of. All the coach can do is be proud that he is associated with them.
That’s why winning is only important in that it gives us the chance to see what we can accomplish.
Each of the players, the ones on our team and the ones we competed against has improved this season. I’ve seen it from all of you and I was proud of all of you, proud to play against you and to play with you.
Or something like that. Hopefully better than that.
The gentle dog had his surgery to remove a nasty tumor. The word today is that he is, for now, cancer free. There’s still some small worries ahead but he’s still feeling fine enough to bite me every chance he gets.
The deaf dog is doing fine after her second heart worm treatment. She absolutely refuses to lie quiet and calm for a month . . .
Giant dog still wants to kill deaf dog and is incredibly jealous of all the attention gentle dog is receiving after his surgery.
Criminal dog is still laughing at us all.
And my puppy is still grumpy and still in love with me.
The last podcast is still available up ion the title bar menu. It seems sort of redundant to keep reposting the thing here.
I’ll have the 10th one ready this week. I’m surprised that they’re popular. Very perplexing to me. I figured a half dozen people would care and didn’t worry about it. It looks like about 500 downloads each so far. I’m surprised is all.
Of course the only questions I receive about them are on the order of what kind of gear do I listen to this music through. Mostly homemade stuff, or hand built if you want to sound fancy . . .
I’ve disabled comments again. Too much spam, like in the tens of thousands a day. Jerks.
Click images for desktop size: “Beacon” by Darcy There’s been a lot going on. Too much really, and all that sort of stuff that to understand this story I have to tell you this other story first and then this other story third.
There’s the old sufi story, “When sewn into a bag of oats one can panic or one can be like the mouse and slowly eat your way out.” Or one can think about other great stories and the state of the world. Hence, here’s my list of the five greatest American novels.
- The Long Goodbye by Raymond Chandler – To me, this is still the greatest American novel. It doesn’t explain the world just the fabric and soul of a nation as encapsulated within Los Angeles. As everyone knows, as Hollywood goes so goes the world. In this story about friendship and devotions all the people are portrayed as human, faces loved by someone. Everyone has dreams, desires and a trace of nobility if one is open enough to see it. Even the evil and contemptible offer something glorious to the world and if you can’t see it then it is because of the evil in you. There’s plenty of politics here, all of the self serving and corrupt type. Politics makes even men of vision and hope finally succumb to the weariness of this world till they become as callous and embittered as the evil they seek to destroy.
Robert Altman made of movie of this. It was terrible beyond believe.
- The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck – Sadly, almost ridiculously this book is more pertinent today then it was to its contemporaries. The only thing is that the “bosses” have gotten more corrupt, more clever, and more ruthless and more heartless. This story holds up to the light the evil we have accepted and come to envy. How we have forgotten the Populism and drive that led us to love our fellow man is made clear in the way minor characters in the story are now harbingers of a grim future as apocalyptic as any cheesy sci-fi novel’s worst dreamings.
It’s a story of people. The Joads are easy to identify with, in their simplicity, dumbness and urge to survive. That life is a black top highway is common knowledge to all of us from the
Click images for desktop size: “Beauty Admiring a Warbler in a Plum Tree” by Tsuki Setti Far West.
This book is so full of story and people that just skimming the film from the top of it like the skin from a hot cocoa gives enough material to make a great movie. And that happens so seldom except with those heavy Russian novels that are portentous and no fun at all.
This book entertains, horrifies and educates. Looking at the past we can see our present and foretell the future. Politics, yeah we got it by the bucketful, and it’s the politics we wish didn’t exist.
- The Journal of Albion Moonlight by Kenneth Patchen – America wasn’t a superpower yet. Believing in her was betting on the underdog, the mongrel. It’s easy now to be a jingoist xenophobia. We won and now we’re fading out to join those other great empires of the past.
Patchen’s novel takes the same journey as the Joads took in Grapes of Wrath, but it is a different highway through a different country side. One where Adolph Hitler and Jesus Christ are hitchhikers riding in the same back seat of the same old Buick. And Hitler and Christ are only incidental characters we note almost in passing.
It’s a violent uncompromising vision of America. Accurate too. Right up to the final disintegration.
- The Naked Lunch by William Burroughs – We need great books that make us laugh out loud. I first read this is high school. I passed it along to my friends and before long the entire team was yelling quotes at each other in the hallways and classrooms. We gave certain teachers and coaches nick names based on characters in the novel. Now I wonder what the school thought about their best, handsomest champions shouting out things like :I am the great Slashtubitch. You cannot fake the orgasm on me. I can tell if you come by the wiggle of your big toe.”
They made a weirds movie of this book, by David Cronenberg. The movie wasn’t great at all. The novel is and will take you to an America ruled by caricatures who give into their basest desires and then put off the evil and monstrosities as being for our own good.
- Ironweed by William Kennedy – The story of a second baseman.
They made a movie of this book. When they announced it I said to people that it could be a great movie so long as they didn’t cast Jack Nicholson and Meryl Streep in it. So of course it starred Jack Nicholson and Meryl Streep and of course it sucked.
This is an amazing book.
This is the latest podcast. I’m still surprised that there are as many downloads of these as there are. Who knows why.
I’m proud of this one. It’s what I wanted my wife’s birthday podcast to sound like.
The Cool and The Crazy 8
Travoltas – Endless Summer
Plimsouls – Good Times
Dorktones – Everlasting Love
Ramones – She’s A Sensation
Third Bardo -Five Years Ahead Of My Time
Florian Munday & The Mundos – Rip It Up
Mink Jaguar – Red Queen
Boss Martians = Hey Hey Yeah Yeah
Bill Loyd – Trampoline (alt)
Wet Willie – Shout Bamalama
Exciters – Tell Him (unedited)
Red Cross – Yesterday Once More
Chesterfield Kings – Somewhere Nowhere
Jello Biafra – Convoy In The Sky
Teen Machine – Bitchin’ Camaro
Crimson Ghost – Attitude
Trashmen – My Woodie
Astronauts – Our Car Club
DiMaggio Brothers – Every Breath You Take
Bob Dylan – You Belong To Me
Eddie Cochran – My Way
Big Daddy – Eye Of The Tiger
Everly Brothers – Gone, Gone, Gone
Blasters – Samson And Delilah
Outsiders – Time Won’t Let Me
Brogues – I Ain’t No Miracle Worker
Plan 9 – I’m Not There
King – Come As You Are
Herb – The Work Song
Yep – Waterloo Sunset
Come Ons – Strangelove
Toxic Audio – Lean On Me
Click images for desktop size: “Admiral Skull” by Frank HamiltonI’m going to have to remove all the mp3’s from the site.
I’ve spent a lot of energy in not monetizing this site. And I get approached a lot. I find it strange. I mean I track the 100 or so visitors that come here a day. I don’t track them but I like the little counter at the bottom of the page. It counts the number of people who come here to the front page and that manages to exclude the number of google image searches and the ilk. I like to think of people enjoying the pretty pictures but i don’t feel the need to count them. Some people do though. I guess if you count the people I don’t know the site has about 47,000 visits a day. Which is still not that many.
That also doesn’t count robots. Little apps that crawl the whole structure of the site. I have most robots turned off in robot.txt but , of course, complying with robot.txt is voluntary.
About a half dozen of these robots are looking for mp3’s. Which is no big deal except these robots generate html links to sites that sell the mp3’s for money. Which I think is creepy and wrong. But what bugs me is that they never asked me or even told me what they were doing and a few of their rather lazy customers assume that I get a cut or get pay from these sites!!
I think there are enough places in this world who view the world as a walking wallet and enough people conniving how best to extract money from you. I wanted to make sure that this thing of mine was a haven from that. It’s the point, among a myriad million other diffuse points, of this thing.
So I guess the best thing is just to delete the mp3’s.
The podcasts stay though. No one has figured out to extract money from them yet!
It’s been a bad week for me. I hope for no one else. I had to go back to work. Bad news. I live in a “Right to Work” state. That means workers have no rights. I mean none. Not even the right to a
Click images for desktop size: “A Letter” by Vargas coffee break or a lunch 15 minutes. No rights whatsoever. And plenty of employers who contrive to exploit that.
Our new little white puppy had to go in for heart worm treatment. I once had another little girl who died of heart worm so I’m a bit obsessive about it. They inject the dog with arsenic to kill the heart worm. They use long needles in the lumbar region. Then it’s important, as in life or death important, that the little girl stay as quiet and as unexcited as possible for two months!
The first night the little girl cried woefully and it agony all night. The next day she had to be rushed to the vet. It seemed she was having a bad reaction to the pain killer she gets for the heart worm treatment.
That night the giant (100 lb. plus) dog broke through the baby gate and attacked the little girl. She had to rush to the emergency vet. Three hundred bucks and a lousy patch up job later and she was still alive and all right and probably regretting ever being “rescued”.
She’s such a sweet and gentle thing she bears no grudge or anger. She tore me up pretty badly but that was always just her panic and pain. The pain she did to my body was minor to the pain and guilt I felt for letting her down and being remiss in protecting her.
She smiled at me today and that makes it better.
I’m still angry with giant dog.
This is a failed podcast. I wanted to tell an emotional story to celebrate my wife’s birthday. Somehow it comes off as just a bit of an uptempo mess that’s pretty much subject to incorrect interpretation. But there’s some great tunes here and you can dance to it. And, get right down to it all these podcasts are for my wife anyway.
The Cool and The Crazy 7
Lady, That’s My Skull
Gene Pitney & George Jones – I’ve Got $5 And It’s Saturday Night
Shonen Knife – Bitzkrieg Bop
Ricky Nelson – There’s Good Rockin’ Tonight
Bob Luman – Let’s Think About Living
Strangeloves – I Want Candy
Elvis Brothers – Motormouth
Wanda Jackson – Riot In Cell Block Number 9
Beat Farmers – Hollywood Hills
Preston Epps – Bongo Rock
Buckinghams – I Call Your Name
Phantom Rocker & Slick – My Mistake
Adam Schmitt – Can’t Get You On My Mind
Spirit Of Troy – Hang On Sloopy
Boss Hoss – Go! Go! Go!
Travoltas – Barbra Ann
Me First & The Gimmee Gimmees – Sloop John B
Los Planatronics – Shape Of Things To Come
Del Shannon= Reason To Believe
Starry Eyed & Laughing – Chimes Of Freedom
Byrds – 5D
Dl Byron – Listen To The Heartbeat
Downbeat 5 – Dum Dum Ditty
Roy Orbison – You Got It
Trashmen – New Generation
Weird Al Yankovic – Canadian Idiot
Boss Martians – She Moves Me
Equals – Police On My Back
Bomboras – David’s Mood
Jigsaw Seen – The Daily Planet
Gene Pitney – It’s Over
Click images for desktop size: “Bettie Page” by Dave StevensThere was a Christmas I remember. It was years ago, back when the world was larger and death and destruction were out there but we were having too much fun to care.
I had my first car, a ’49 Pontiac with an amber Indian;s head on the hood. That Indian Head added at least 5 hp at least. It was 6 AM Christmas morning. I was old enough to have a car but young enough to get up at ^ AM Christmas morning. I threw my board in the car (a 6′ 2″ twin fin) in the back and headed to Malibu because it was Christmas and it was Malibu.
It was warm enough to need just a vest. There were no suntans blowing but it was still 4 foot and glassy. There were about 6 guys out so after an hour I decided to head up to Mummies which is a nice peeling left that ends in a back crushing shore break. I had a great time having the beach to myself. It was getting about noon and I was hungry for food and company so I headed up the coast and County Line.
County Line is the border between Los Angeles and Ventura County so you unfortunates who don’t surf can follow and not feel left out.
County Line is a cruddy beach but real accessible by car. It’s just a beach break but just across Highway 101 is Neptune’s Net. Neptune’s Net is a landmark, a place where the surfers mingle with the surfers and the dazed tourists who don’t understand but want to.
You can get anything you want at Neptune’s Net, so long as its beer or can be fried or steamed. Bob Dylan built a mansion up at Point Dume, he came in there. So did Roger McGuinn. Neil Young hung around Zuma and he’d be there sometimes. Lots of stars and celebrities, surfers and bikers. It was the where Messiahs went when they needed to relax.
It was Christmas so Neptune’s Net was closed. There were still about 20 people there hanging in the parking lot and using the picnic tables: Malibu Max and Malibu Mike (who weren’t related) a few kids like me, a couple of unaffiliated bikers and more girls and women then men and boys. There were a couple of CHP Interceptors and the cops in uniform were lost in the good times. People were
Click images for desktop size: “Untitled” by Unknownplaying dominos, drinking beer and having a pretty good time.
Someone had a key (I told you it was that kind of place) and soon we were eating oysters on the half shell. The steamer was going so we were eating prawns as long as your hand. The guitars were out and it was a fine old Christmas party.
When suddenly a flock of birds flew overhead. It was a big flock and they were flying low. A flock of Blue And Gold Macaws. About 30 of these massive birds flew over our heads. Thirty of the largest flying birds, as big as eagles.
LA is warm enough to surf on Christmas but it’s not tropical and parrots are not natives. And County Line is not very rural and it’s not the jungle. Malibu Max explained to me that they were exotic pets that had escaped from their homes. The owners had let their clipped wings grow back in so the birds just took off and then they had found each other.
They looked magnificent with their vibrant colors blocked against the verdant sky. Years later I’d see the flock in LA, dive bombing the towers in Century City or cruising the dome in Griffith Park.
The flock seemed to be eternal, sometimes large and sometimes small. It doesn’t pay to think about the birds too much. Like I said, LA isn’t tropical, it doesn’t have the food those big birds need. There’s avocado trees, some figs and some citrus. At night they have to sleep in the palm trees and fight with the tree rats to get some rest. They’re not bright and shiny except when they’re high up in the sky. They don’t return him either. They stay in their flock and survive, survive for about 5% of their 80 to 100 year natural life span.
They’d rather live like vagabonds in an alien place then live on perches or caves. That’s LA for you, I guess.
I didn’t know any of that stuff then. I only knew I;d seldom seen anything so pretty as that flock of birds on Christmas Day. It was even cooler seeing them than being a teenager drinking beer with cops and adults.
Click images for desktop size: “Abstract” by Apple Inc The flock flew out over the ocean. They glinted in the sun when they turned. I don’t know why they flew out over the water. Maybe looking for a home? Then got discouraged when they saw no land? They flew out and turned around and the party restarted.
That’s it. Not much of a story but it’s not often you get to see something so beautiful, so forlorn, joyous and tragic all in a minute.
I’m still in physical therapy for my shoulder. It’s a mess. The physical therapist is from Santa Cruz. How he left Hollywood by the Sea for here is something that needs asking. I see the opthamologist on Friday. My job has been legislated out of existence effective January 4th. I’m much more happy than concerned about that.
My wife has been sick, It didn’t stop her from going to her class today. She’s in training to be a volunteer to care for the shelter dogs. I’m jealous she gets to do that.
She’s also still an assistant basketball coach, with me. Basketball? Yeah, I know.
We’re busy and looking forward to Christmas.
The only bad news is that iTunes 11.01 is still totally terrible and totally six.
The puppies are all good. Had some fits getting a vibration collar for the deaf dog, but Radio Tech has been super helpful.
The new Christmas podcast isn’t too exciting either. Still it’s gotten a lot of downloads via iTunes and podcast.net. A lot to me, not a lot to the internet. There;s some great songs in there and some sentiment.
The Cool and The Crazy 6 – True Yule
A House – Here Comes The Good Times
Grip Weeds – Hark The Herald Angels Sing
Brian Setzer – Getting In The Mood (For Christmas)
Beetles – Jingle Bell Rock
Big People – Piece For Christmas
Deadbeat Poets – Christmastime In Painesville
Buck Owens – Santa Looked A Lot Like Daddy
Ray Stevens – Santa Claus Is Watching You
Holly Twins (With Eddie Cochran) – I Want Elvis For Christmas
Ziggens – Instant Christmas
Lolas – Little Drummer Boy
Jon Auer – Let It Snow
Elvis Presley – Santa Bring My Baby Back To Me
Hank Snow – Reindeer Boogie
Jack Scott – There’s Trouble Brewin’
Cathy Sharpe – North Pole Rock
Andersons – A Million Dollars For Christmas
Black Haloes – Homeless For Christmas
Everley Brothers – Christmas Eve Can Kill You
George Jones – Lonely Christmas Call
Weezer – We Wish You A Merry Christmas
Jim Backus – Why Don’t You Go Home For Christmas
Del-Vets – I Want A Boy For Christmas
Adam Faith – Lonely Pup In A Christmas Shop
Johnny Preston – I Want A Rock And Roll Guitar
Surfers – Here Comes Santa In A Red Canoe
CONNECTION – Merry Christmas (I Don’t Want To Fight Tonight)
Platters – Here Comes Santa Claus
Lord Douglas Byron – Surfin’ Santa
Edd ‘Kookie” Byrnes – Yulesville
Straight No Chaser – Carol Of The Bells
Three Aces And A Joker – Sleigh Bell Rock
Media Whores – All I Want For Christmas
Sheb Wooley – The Purple People Eater Meets Santa
Frankie Lymon – It’s Christmas Once Again
Reno Bo – There’s A Light
Shonen Knife – Space Christmas
Dickies – Silent Night
Click images for desktop size: “Creepy-October 1965” by Frank Frazetta The dream is over. USC lost our second game of the season last night. They lost in dismal fashion. The great thing about football is that it is just a season. Each season is one lifetime but each lifetime always features a reincarnation of a new lifetime.
The season is not completed. There is still plenty to play for beyond pride.
My wife is still in Canada. My right arm is getting worse. The dogs are happy with just me but they fight to get my attention. For some reason me petting them is important.
My job? It is still there and the pay check has not bounced.
I finished my Halloween podcast. It’s already available via podfeed.net and iTunes
The Cool and The Crazy – Halloween 2012
Zacherely – Halloween Hootenanny
Mink Jaguar – Poison In Your Heart
Billy Taylor – Wombie Zombie
Ghoultown – Banditio Sunrise
Ronnie Dawson – Rockin’ Bones (demo)
Rockin’ Gene Simmons – Haunted House
Zacherely – Let’s Twist Again Mummy Time Is Here
Rob Willis – The Cat
Frankie & The Fashions – Witch Doctor
Swingin; Neckbreakers – No Costume No Candy
Ben Colder – Shudders And Screams
Sheb Wooley – Purple People Eater
Gore-Gons – Ghosttown Gunfight
Rob Zombie -Dragula
Zacherely – Dinner WIth Drac
Deadbolt – Billy’s Dead
Big Bopper – The Purple People Eater Meets The Witch Doctor
Misfits – Ghoul’s Night Out
Johnny Cash – The Man Comes Around
Newports – I’m In The Ground For Good
Reverend Horton Heat – The Halloween Dance
Untamed – Tears In Dead Eyes
Bobby Boris Picket – The Monster Swim
Revels – Dead Man’s Stroll
Satan’s Pilgrims – Frankenstomp
Three Suns – Danny’s Inferno
Zane Brothers – Dracula
3-D Invisibles – Hot Rod Hearse
Bert Convey – The Monster Hop
Deadly Ones – Mad Drummer Pt 2
Cub Koda dba Brownsville Station – The Martian Boogie
Dream Syndicate – Loving The Sinner, Hating The Sin
Zacherely – Happy Halloween
And it is close to election time again. I’e been incredibly disappointed in Obama, from his weak not life saving health care plan to his broken promise to close Gitmo. He is also the first President since Bush to actively seek to deprive us of our civil rights and liberties. I was further astonished by his not seeing lobbyists in his office but to take them into the Justice Department and other branches of government. He has not been a good or successful President. He has the look of the bullied kid who keeps trying to make friends with the weaker bullies.
I was going to vote for Jill Stein of the Green Party, but Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan are the vilest, most contemptible politicians in history. McLain at least believed what he said and Palin was just insane and not responsible for her idiocy. These guys think that money means your smart. They lie about everything, including their running times!
Romeny-Ryan would destroy this country and make it safe only for the wealthy fiefdoms where they could watch over their fascist slaves.
Only because these fascist lying scum are his opponents do I find myself having to vote for Obama.
Click images for desktop size: “Claro De Luna” by TitusBoy My wife has had to return to Canada. Her step-father died: pancreatic cancer. It was sudden and without much, if any, preparation.
She is holding up to it well enough, better than could be expected.
I’m alone with the four dogs, soon to be a fifth. We’re happily making each other crazy.
I have to go back to walking to work again. It’s healthy, I suppose, if it is fatiguing. Carrying all my groceries again and all the rest of it. The physical effort makes loneliness a bit more apparent.
And it makes it more obvious that I am glad I am past that moment of grief in my life. One thing that should bind us all together is that we all have or will have to bury our parents. Our parents are the most important people in our lives. Love them or hate them they made us what we are. Their passing always marks a void and delineates the mortality we only possess without owning.
My sadness for my wife is no little binding.
This is my 3rd podcast. The first one had 376 downloads, the second also had 376. I uploaded the 3rd to iTunes and to podcast.net and it’s received 247 downloads so far.
I’ll take the requests into consideration.
The Cool And The Crazy 3:
Love And Mayhem In 90 Minutes
Zeke – Hello There Ladies And Gentlemen
Sand Rubies – Memories Are Made Of This
The Phantom – Love Me (alternate take)
Mink Jaguar – Leave us All Behind
Freddie And The Hitchikers – Sinners
Richard Cheese – People Equal Shit
Sonny Burgess – Ain’t Got A Thing
Grip Weeds – Rock & Roll Love Letter
Jan & Dean – I Gotta Drive
Ronnie Spector – Don’t Worry Baby
Mary Weiss – Nobody Knows (But I Do)
Chymes – He’s Not There Anymore
Human Beinz – Nobody But Me
Flares – Footstomping Part 1
Mystery Action – Shake
Ritchie Valens – La Bamba
Jackie Wilson – Reet Petite (The Finest Girl You Ever Want To Meet)
Sparkles – Hipsville 29 BC
Cliffhangers – What A Girl Can’t Do
Travoltas – That Thing You
Insiders – The Price Of Love
Electric Light Orchestra – Do Ya
The Crest – Trouble In Paradise
Dorktones – Man WIth Money
Del Shannon – Stand Up
Jan & Dean – A Beginning From An End
Del Shannon – Lost In A Memory
Plan 9 – I Like Girls
Lolas – The Only People In The World
Dream Syndicate – Let It Rain
Alan Price – O Lucky Man!
Nylons – Drift Away
Dion – Drip Drop
Buddy Holly – Love Is Strange (demo)
I’ll be making a podcast for Halloween, then, by a request that cannot be ignored, a podcast for the doggies.
When my wife gets back we’re bringing in another puppy. A deaf bull terrier – female. She;s white with black spotted ears.
One thing that has impressed me with my wife is that even though she is near over come with grief she was able to get an amazing amount done: taking care of others, dealing with the paperwork and legalese that accompanies a modern death, getting the house ready to be sold . . . so much more than that. She could have allowed herself to be overwhelmed but she did it all and mostly by herself.
The Cool and The Crazy 2: Zipguns and Switchblades
Dave Wronski – For A Fistful Of Dollars
My Chemical Romance – Teenagers
Supersuckers – Pretty F*cked Up
Tip Toppers – Outsider
Arthur Lee – 7 And 7 Is
Lolas – Something You Oughta Know
Nomads – She Pays The Rent
Rubinoos – Peek A Boo
Don & Dewey – Jungle Hop
Classie Freddie Blassie – Pencil Neck Geek
Boss Martians – Have You Ever Seen
Chesterfield Kings – Richard Speck
Los Lobos – I Wan’na Be Like You
Dick Dale – The Wedge
Randy and the Rainbows – Denise
Monkees – You Just May Be The One
Jackie DeShannon – Trouble
Albert Lee – Learning The Game
Mel Smith & The Nightriders – Pretty Plaid Skirt (And Long Black Sox)
Esquerita – Hole In My Heart
Johnny Cash – The Devil’s Right Hand
Ramones – Out Of Time
DiMaggio Brothers – Every Breath You Take
Little Steven & Southside Johnny – It’s Been A Long Time
Fire Apes – Only You Could Make Me Happy
Cliff Hillis – Dizzy
Steeleye Span – Rave On
Rooks – Folk Hero
Link David – Slippin’ And Slidin’
Gene Vincent – The Day The World Turned Blue
Plimsouls – Zero Hour
Tammy And The Lords Of Misrule – Wig Wam Bam
Johnny Kannis – King Of The Surf
Davie Allen and the Arrows – Bongo Party
Link Wray – Home Is Where The Heart Is
Kooks – Victoria
Flatt & Scruggs – Foggy Mountain Breakdown
You can subscribe to the podcast at PodFeed.net or at iTunes. You can subscribe to it via AppleTV which I think is cool. Or you can just click on the graphic above. Right click to save. It’s “enhanced” which means it’s got album covers and stuff.
I’ll probably make more.
Shoulder is still bugging me. Went to the doctor. My wife spent all the time in the exam room with me. She’s scared.
Her father’s still in hospital and I don’t look as indestructible as I used to, I guess. I’m doing great for someone who should be in bed! But I need sleep. A lot of grief from the shoulder keeps me from sleeping. Survivable, is what I think.
My wife is going back to Canada this week to see her father and to get the house ready to sell so we can have a real place to live down here.
I’ll miss her.