Friday Ephemera
Click and listen. // Cats wearing hats made from their own hair. An allergy nightmare but a fashion triumph. // For a limited time only. // Valaida croons, gets groovy. // Incongruity. // Swapperoo is a game. // “For everyday essentials, like brandy, teabags and Tupperware.” // The Fondoodler also has a “cheese propulsion valve.” // What fungus does in the dark. // This. // That. // A bit of the other. // Canned whole chicken. Because it can be done. // Educators of note. // So ladies, is this ageism or body-shaming? // “When the bass drops, so does the dance floor.” // OK Go. // On poverty misconceived. // The things you can do with some laser-cut paper and patience. // More joys of public transport. // And finally, “Cherry pits and one hazelnut were visible with the naked eye.”
“When I was a lad we ate fried wood shavings and considered ourselves lucky”
Luxury!
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Not for the faint-hearted (h/t Obo the Clown):
https://twitter.com/TheScaryNature/status/801962444453097472
Wait. Isn’t Bernie a Socialist? “Share and Share Alike”?
Credit that Bernie link to TwostedSifter.
When ah were a lad I used to get a good beating for supper.
SJW Insult Generator
Cats with hats #4. I didn’t know The Donald had a cat!
“doing a worthless degree, embracing communism, moving to London, then writing bollocks about things she evidently doesn’t understand”
you left out “picking her nose whilst on television..”
“move to cuba then you insufferable cunt” might be the best response to Laurie Penny ever
Can’t argue with that.
Valaida croons, gets groovy.
No, just no, you don’t add lyrics to a jazz number after the fact, and I don’t care if Johnny Mercer is doing it as in “Satin Doll”, or whomever wrote the crap they tacked onto “C Jam Blues”.
Listen to this and clear your ears.
A very lost explorer finally runs across a local village where everything is fine, they’re perfectly happy to see him, and he’s quite happy to have found something other than being utterly lost. After he gets settled in he realizes that off in the distance can be heard a steady Boom, buhBoom, Boom, Boom . . . after a bit he asks the villagers and they nod and announce Yes, the drums, those are the drums.
What of the drums? They are the drums, yes, the drums.
He’s puzzled, but whatever . . . and several days later, there has been no stop, and he’s still hearing from somewhere off thataway the still steady Boom, buhBoom, Boom, Boom . . . he points out that the sound has never stopped, as far and he can tell, and the villagers respond with They are the drums, yes, the drums . . .
About four weeks later he wakes up one morning, and something seems odd, and he gets up and wanders on into the village, and then finally realizes that all he can hear is the standard sounds of the village and the immediate area. With that realization, he then asks the villagers about it it, and they reply stating that Yes. the drums have stopped, yes.
So???! What happens now?!?!?!?
Now, the guitar solo.
Farnsworth,
I see what you mean (or hear what you mean), but musical compositions get reworked all time, and have for centuries – Mozart reworked Bach, Beethoven reworked Mozart, Brahms reworked Beethoven.
For what it’s worth, the Buckingham-Nicks Fleetwood Mac reworked a Peter Green’s Fleetwood Mac blues number (“The World Keeps on Turning” became “World Turning”). I guess purists would consider me a heretic because I like them both.
No, just no, you don’t add lyrics to a jazz number after the fact,
An appeal to purity doesn’t sit terribly well with how music-making works, or with what music is. And it seems to me there’s a certain irony in being uptight about jazz.
Oh, by the way, Generalisimo Fidel Castro has kicked the bucket.
Oh, by the way, Generalisimo Fidel Castro has kicked the bucket.
50 years too late, sadly.
The Huffington Post had a different take:
“…the controversial revolutionary leader and former head of state of Cuba…”
That’s one way to put it.
In other news:
– Adolf Hitler, the controversial political figure and former head of state of Germany, has committed suicide in Berlin
– Lee Harvey Oswald, the controversial sharpshooter and former Book Depository employee, was shot today in Dallas
– John Lennon, the controversial Liverpudlian and member of the Plastic Ono Band, was shot outside his hotel in New York
– Mark David Chapman, the controversial music critic and J.D. Salinger enthusiast…
Oh, by the way, Generalisimo Fidel Castro has kicked the bucket.
Ayup. Hit the news about three hours ago, and then the world scale headline have been going boing Boing Boing!!!
On an other hand, he handed off to Raul relative ages ago, so I’m just not seeing ‘im getting noted as much of anything more than a rather longer lived edition of Islam Karimov . . .
I see what you mean (or hear what you mean), but musical compositions get reworked all time…
True, Oscar Peterson’s version of “C Jam Blues” resembles the original Ellington version only in that both are in C major, and Peterson eventually works the two note head in. However…
An appeal to purity doesn’t sit terribly well with how music-making works…
It is not a question of purity as much as an appeal to stop turning everything into pop music.
I will grant that Snow doesn’t quite get there in the version linked, but putting lyrics to this, which again hardly resembles the original big band Ellington version, turns it into another Las Vegas floor show tune. “…Speaks Latin, my satin doll…”; right. Mercer or not, that is a bit of reach, and the rest of the lyrics are equally forced.
Finally, I leave you with the whitest white man in the history of whiteness popifying a dogs breakfast out of this.
It is not a question of purity as much as an appeal to stop turning everything into pop music.
Heh. It still sounds awfully close to snobbery and preciousness. Ellington reworked the tune repeatedly, for decades, with various collaborators – at times to wildly different effect, more so than adding a vocal. I don’t find the kind of musical propriety you imply very interesting. What matters, surely, is whether the end result is any good, yes? I mean, if you were hearing the tune for first time, as sung by Ms Snow, in a club or whatever, the vocal wouldn’t sound forced or incongruous – quite the opposite. It works very well, in her ‘39 version at least. (Less so, I think, in her later, blander version of it, or the version by Ella Fitzgerald, which sounds mannered and contrived. Or – I’ve just discovered – the one by, er, Johnny Mathis.)
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… whomever wrote …
Muldoon will please report to the remedial grammar booth.
the whitest white man in the history of whiteness
There were Little Richard, Elvis, and Pat Boone versions of other songs, as well. (E.g., “Rip It Up” and “Long Tall Sally” as well as “Tutti Frutti.”) I enjoyed them all.
It seems as though Science! proves that being a feminist woman is a passion killer for men.
… it seems that ‘impotence’ is a common reaction to stroppy feminists and sexually active women.
To rub it in even more, this was my reaction:
. . . the whitest white man in the history of whiteness . . .
At least there’s Stairway To Heaven . . .
Ladies and gentlemen and the rest of you, I think we have the summary—and it doesn’t involve a four to six hour speech.
At least there’s Stairway To Heaven . . .
I’m not familiar with the kind of thing I’m seeing. But it looks like a work of diabolical genius.
Oh, by the way, Generalisimo Fidel Castro has kicked the bucket.
Is there anything Trump can’t do?
It still sounds awfully close to snobbery and preciousness…I don’t find the kind of musical propriety you imply very interesting.
Of course there are, speaking just of “Caravan”, the Brian Setzer rockabilly version, the decidedly Latin Arturo Sandoval version (without lyrics in Spanish), and The Ventures surf music version all of which are perfectly cromulent, so I am not sure how you get to either point after I point out two Ellington versions, Peterson’s and Pass’, that are nowhere near the original Ellington charts of the respective tunes.
Yeah, you can slap lyrics onto any tune, and you can mix Laphroaig with grape Nehi, that doesn’t mean you should do either.
At least there’s Stairway To Heaven . . .
I’ll see your Pat Boone, and raise you Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds, and Mr. Tambourine Man.
Yeah, you can slap lyrics onto any tune, and you can mix Laphroaig with grape Nehi, that doesn’t mean you should do either.
De gustibus non est disputandum.
De gustibus non est disputandum.
Agreed. And happily, all recorded versions of the thing can still be enjoyed.
So, what else can we bicker about?
So, what else can we bicker about?
Whether the US economic embargo against Cuba is responsible for it being an economic basketcase and an island prison, not Castro’s repressive dictatorship?
The Socialist Troof Brigade is out in force on the interwebs today, as one might expect.
[ Retreats to drink wine and watch old episodes of Elementary. ]
Heh.
Whether the US economic embargo against Cuba is responsible for it being an economic basketcase and an island prison, not Castro’s repressive dictatorship?
Hmmmm. Throwing out occurrences for comparison and review, and I’ve also scrambled the order that I typed ’em in, the point is to look at the entire package . . .
Marshall plan—The US will provide masses of support to other countries.
Truman Doctrine—the US will oppose communism.
. . . Some president’s doctrine, forget whom—The US will call the shots in the Americas, north and south as opposed to anyone outside of the area.
Q Clearance, Robert Benchley, particularly the final speech—Dear middle or south American country that has just effectively gone communist. We of the US are utterly delighted to see the actual citizens of a country do an actual selection of their own government, because that’s how we in the US do it. Therfore, following your recent election, we in the US are going to be your best friends and are quite happy to hand off All the support that you may need . . . .
Vietnam, A Television History—and rather prolly other sources—The South Vietnamese have an election, the election will prolly go communist, and the US panics, proclaiming; OMG!!! the election isn’t going the way we wanted!!!!!!! . . . Oh, Yeah, where’ve I been hearing that one recently?
Lend lease—The US will provide masses of support to other countries, including the USSR.
—and for the outlining of parameters, as an example of totally screwing up an what not to do on a national level, a newly arrived Iranian government invades the US embassy and assorted other crap and pisses off yea many.
The Socialist Troof Brigade is out in force on the interwebs today, as one might expect.
Two squirrels, one doughnut.
“Some president’s doctrine, forget whom”
That would be the Monroe Doctrine.
At least there’s Stairway To Heaven . . .
Where’s David Niven?
#Trudeaueulogies
Speaking of jazz, can someone help me understand why Oscar Peterson and Keith Jarrett, on their live albums, vocalize along with their playing?
No, they’re not scatting or singing, they’re making a decidedly non-melodic “uuuuu-uuu-uuuu” noise, and it totally ruins my listening experience.
Unless, of course, I’m just not hip enough for the recording.
On Twitter I was informed that Castro was not a dictator because we (the U.S.) arm dictators and we (the CIA) tried to assassinate Castro.
By an interlocutor who did not know why Cubans are not allowed to leave Cuba.
I’ve had Telemundo on for a few hours: they’re in Miami where’s there’s dancing in the streets and zero praise or even equivocation about who Castro was. Even the anchors and reporters identified him as tirano, opresor, dictador.
And I second #TrudeaEulogies. It’s wonderful.
Oikophobia
http://a.disquscdn.com/get?url=https%3A%2F%2Fgabfiles.blob.core.windows.net%2Fimage%2F583a6d922812d.jpeg&key=mHTPAf7prD7Zqpu4wC0jcg&w=600&h=654
Oikophobia
Another preening moral degenerate.
Another preening moral degenerate.
Indeed, he seems to have missed the fact that having Syrian males in Syria hasn’t exactly worked out too well.
For Justin, shouldn’t it, like, be called #TrudeauEugooglies or something, eh?
Oikophobia
Hmmm. Pre comb over haircut to prepare for when the hair on the top of the head falls out, bathub ring on chin as a variety of comb under, careful display of irrelevant cup.
Definitely successfully signalling irrelevancy there, all that’s missing is the glasses . . . .
Oikophobia
More from the same chap.
First this.
Followed immediately by this.
Oh, and this too:
Is it a parody account, or is it actually someone who lives with screeching mental feedback inside his head?
A commentary on Modern Art.
Preview: the speaker is not a fan.
Is it a parody account, or is it actually someone who lives with screeching mental feedback inside his head?
Mebbe neither a parody account nor someone with cognitive dissonance, but rather an account created to do very particular signaling?
The “reasoning” would be that as long as the idealized signaling is being displayed, then any actual meaning in what is stated is irrelevant.—Hence also the picture with the pre comb over, the bathtub ring, and the careful corporate identity display.
Is it a parody account, or is it actually someone who lives with screeching mental feedback inside his head?
A USAnian Godfrey Elfwick wannabe, surely? The alternative is almost too much to bear.
http://everydayfeminism.com/2016/08/reasons-to-beware-feminist-men/
I’m betting she got dumped
well it amused me
https://twitter.com/Crazyinnasia/status/802861196764442624/photo/1
Japanese xmas tree
Gojira! Aaiiii!