Via cordiloquy: when you see this, post an anti-war song.
Richard Thompson does Phil Ochs (note, he adds lyrics):
Via cordiloquy: when you see this, post an anti-war song.
Richard Thompson does Phil Ochs (note, he adds lyrics):
There are times when I suspect that the entire purpose of the existence of the United States of America is to create the strange set of events that led to the career of Aretha Franklin. Now is one of those times.
I would also like to thank the Internet for letting me download the entirety of Don’t Fight The Feeling: The Complete Aretha Franklin Live at the Fillmore West 1971 which is out of print from Rhino Handmade and costs $250.
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No doubt the lamb can’t get in because the restroom door is locked, and the kid is just screwed.
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Raar?
There was a band in the 1980s called Big Daddy. They did 50s-style covers of top 40 hits. This may sound like a bad idea, but they were great. I especially liked their versions of “Sussudio” and “I want to know what love is”. Their stuff was unsurprisingly on Rhino Records. They had an album called “Cutting Their Own Groove” that was particularly fine.
Anyway their stuff is 581% unavailable. People sell their vinyl albums and their one or two CDs for an average of 70 bucks.
If anyone has digital files of them, or vinyl, or has seen some, let me know! I hunger for novelty.

Follow the Finger! On second thoughts, actually, don’t, as Consumerist says.
One day at Butterfinger Central, someone said: “Hey! I’ve got it! We’ll launch a website, toll-free number, and advertising campaign linking our candy with sticking your finger up someone’s ass! How can this beautiful plan fail?”
Trader Joe has a nice 2001 Chianti for $5 right now. Goes perfectly with this La Brea Bakery french bread.
Packed Mom off to San Miguel de Allende, MX today, then ate at an IHOP while traffic finished. They had the local FOX affiliate’s morning show on. Almost all of it was about American Idol.
As usual, other people’s problems requiring my help drive me out of myself. I can go from emo self-pity to fireman sliding down the pole pretty quick. It’s not that I like it when other people are in trouble; I just like myself better when I can be helpful.
I’m plotting a curry. It will involve poppy seeds.
Adverbs are my enemy.
It must be time to feed the cat. She’s punching me in the face with a curled-up fist-like paw.
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Nick and I talked for about an hour about Orwell and specifically 1984. People use the word “Orwellian” a lot or say “That’s so 1984“, but it’s a lot more than just totalitarianism and the abuse of language. 1984 is rich in detail and just about every single little detail is accurate almost to the degree of prophecy. If you haven’t read it, or haven’t read it in the last decade, go read.
Later I saw a regular whose name I didn’t know reading Orwell from a magazine reprint. I buttonholed him and said “Orwell! Good stuff!” and we had a big talk. He’s a high school teacher and was preparing lessons. I told him about the big fat cheap Orwell essays book. He said “Animal Farm is the book I recommend for my friends who don’t read, because it’s so easy and short and so full of huge ideas.” I really liked him. I also pointed him towards Politics and the English Language, about which he had forgotten.
Then I went to Mother’s and bought groceries and the cost was $19.84. At one point I was on a screen at the checkout that said “19.84: YES OR NO?” and to get my food I had to click YES. I clicked it. They fed me. I loved Big Mother.
In unrelated news I found out that the-silent-one has a GUN hanging in her DOGHOUSE. You’ve been warned.