T5CE : Bruce Springsteen (27 July 1974)

Top 5 Concerts Ever : #2

Bruce Springsteen - Celebrity Theater - 07/27/74

Thanks to Google and the Internet, the exact date for this concert can be tracked down.

The concert took place more than a year before Bossamania hit the USA with the release of the album Born To Run. Springsteen had released two awesome albums so far - Greetings From Asbury Park and The Wild, The Innocent, & The East Street Shuffle. But he was largely unknown. Except in four cities - Philadelphia, Cleveland, (I forget the third), and Phoenix.

Phoenix was gaga over him, thanks largely to KDKB giving heavy play-time to those two albums. Originally, only one concert was scheduled for 27 July, but it sold out quickly, and a second one was added - on the same night. When's the last time you heard of a rock group doing two shows on the same night?

For those of you unfamiliar with Celebrity Theater, it is a small venue - maybe a couple thousand seats max. The stage is in the middle, and slowly rotates, which means every seat in the house is a great seat, although everyone at some time is looking at the back of the band.

The audience was stoked, stoned, and ready to rock. Bruce had his classic "East Street Band" line-up, including Clarence Clemons (sp?) on sax. And what a show it was! Solid, steaming rock-&-roll for two hours. I was at the early show, and to this day, I don't see how BS&tESB managed to have enuf energy for a second concert.

HIGHLIGHT : The opening number that night was the 60's rock/Motown classic - "And The (S)he Kissed Me". Its never appeared on any Springsteen album, but it left the whole audience with their jaws on the floor, and the band had us eating out of the palms of their hands for the rest of the night.

LOWLIGHT : The opening act was a folk singer named Danny O'Keefe, who did a 45 minute set of his songs, solo, and on acoustic guitar. I'm sure Mr. O'Keefe is a fine act, but the crowd was ready to party, not sink into reflective meditation on some thought-provoking lyrics.

We booed each song, and screamed for Bruce! About halfway thru the set, O'Keefe put down his guitar, took the mike, and said something like this :

"Look. I am being paid by Bruce Springsteen to do a 45 minute set of music. I am contractually-bound to do so, and indeed I will do so, whether you are booing me or not. All the screaming in the world won't bring Bruce out here one second earlier. Now you can boo if you like, but I am going to play my scheduled set anyway".

Of course, we booed that too. Now, 23 years later, I have to issue an apology to Danny O'Keefe for our inhospitable actions that night. Maybe I'll pick up a used Danny O'Keefe LP at Rockaway Records (now called 'The Rock Zone') as penance.

T5CE - #3 : Beat Farmers (ca 1990)

Top 5 Concerts Ever : #3

The Beat Farmers - ca. 1990 (downtown Tempe)

The Beat Farmers were a San Diego-based band that gained considerable popularity in the SouthWest, but not much beyond that. They combined good Springsteen-esque rock-&-roll with a country-&-western flavor. They have an entry in Wikipedia, so refer there for a better history of them.

I first crossed paths with the BF's when a friend gave me a copy of the 1987 album pictured above, "The Pursuit of Happiness". It is awesome from beginning to end. "Viking Lullabies" is also a fantastic album, and if you want to get a feel for a BF concert, pick up "Live, Loud, and Plowed". All are available at Amazon.

We got to see them somewhere around 1990. They played outside, in downtown Tempe. If there was an admission fee, it was cheap - maybe $10 or so. For that price, we took 8-year-old Jason along. This may have been his first concert.

The heart & soul of the BF was Country Dick Montana, who played the drums and was one of the three lead singers in the band. You haven't heard Kenny Rogers' "Lucille" done full justice until you hear CDM's version (which can be found on the LL&P album).

HIGHLIGHTS : Any and all songs where Country Dick was the lead singer.
Also, in the middle of one of his songs (and he usually left his drums and came to the front of the stage when he sang lead vocals), Country Dick apparently got thirsty, so he hopped on the shoulders of someone in the front-row if the audience, who piggy-backed him over to the concession stand and bought him a beer. Meanwhile, the rest of the band just kept playing the song melody, and waited for him to get back, beer-in-hand, and still on piggy-back, to finish the vocals.

LOWLIGHTS : None at the concert. But on 08 November, 1995, Country Dick Montana died (onstage) of a massive heart attack at the age of 40, bringing to an end one of the best obscure rock-&-roll bands of all times.

T5CE - #4 : Elton John (1974)

Top 5 Concerts Ever : #4
Elton John - 1974 (Big Surf)

Big Surf is a wave-making water park in Tempe. Water slides, swimming, tanning, and surfing (naturally) during the day. Not much to do at night though, so they hold concerts there. No seating; you just pay a given price, bring your towel and sit on the ersatz 'sandy beach' wherever you fnd an open spot.

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Goodbye Yellow Brick Road came out in October 1973, so this concert must've been in the spring or fall of 1974. GYBR was probably Elton's most ambitious album ever - a variety of musical styles (prog, reggae, R&B, and of course, rock-&-roll!), and not a dull stretch at all throughout the double-LP.

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I was impressed (but not surprised) by Elton's piano skills. And his band totally rocked that night. Davey Johnstone (lead guitar) is awesome. I doubt Elton John concerts in 2007 would be as good. I'm thinking it would be mostly "see Elton tickle the ivories" and not much else. After GYBR, he put out one more great LP (Madman Across The Water); after that, it was mostly just sappy love songs.

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But back to the concert at Big Surf. This is 1974, so we're talking 10,000 hippies. all stoned out of their gourds, passing doobies around, sitting on a beach at night, without a bad seat in the house to see Elton and company. Can it get any better than that?

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HIGHLIGHT : The band's encore song - Saturday Night's All Right For Fighting. About a 15-minute version (or so it seemed) of the band cutting loose a la Bruce Springsteen.

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LOWLIGHT : Hmmm. Can't think of anything. Sand in the joints, maybe?

T5CE - #5 : Meat Loaf (1994)

Top 5 Concerts Ever : #5

Meat Loaf - Bat Out Of Hell 2 - (1994)

A high-energy performance from a guy who is just as good live as he is in his MTV videos. Not a lot of pyrotechnics; just good rock & roll, Jim Steinman lyrics, and of course Meat Loaf singing his lungs out.

BOOH2 came out in 1993, so we probably saw him in 1994. I'm not sure where we saw him, but it was downtown Phoenix somewhere. Maybe AWA, maybe not. Cheap Trick was the opening act, which is ironic because, according to Wikipedia, Meat Loaf opened for them in the early 70's. Mr. Loaf did almost everything from the BOOH1 and BOOH2 albums.

HIGHLIGHTS : Paradise By The Dashboard Light, naturally. But also - a brief speech by Meat Loaf. After introducing all the members of the band, he then said to the audience "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, from the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU for being here tonight!"

You see, BOOH2 was his amazing comeback album. And if you read about his "lows" in between BOOH1 and BOOH2, you'll know how grateful he was for being back on the concert circuit again. The thanks were genuine. Now just try to imagine Mick Jagger ever saying something like that.

LOWLIGHTS : Cheap Trick was basically hawking their new album (Woke Up With A Monster), and that album sucks. Also, Jason's friend who went with us *free* (cuz we bought a ticket for someone else who then cancelled out on us), had this annoying habit of shrieking at the top of his lungs when no one else was shouting/cheering/clapping. I think he just wanted to hear himself in the big arena, but of course those around us were giving him dirty looks.

BOTTOM LINE : An awesome concert! And if he comes to Phoenix on his 2007 tour, we'll be there.

Getting LP's at an auction is like...

LP's from an auction are like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get. Today I "won" 300 LP's at the city auction. Six big cases of unseen vinyl. I outbid several other vinyl aficiendos (sp?) who were probably Used Record Stores. I won't give the $$$ I spent, except to say it came out to about 30 cents per disc.

The other time I got vinyl thru an auction (about 15 months ago), I got about 120 LP's. About half were rock-&-roll, and about 75% were in too bad of shape to play on the turntable.

This time, only about 5% of the LP's are unplayable. But there's no R&R. Just a bunch of (mostly) 50's/60's "easy listening" stuff - the kind my Dad used to have. "Artists" like Jackie Gleason, Benny Goodman, Englebert Humperdink, etc. And a host of unknowns of the same ilk.

Here's one example :

References to Bridie Gallagher can be found on Google, but she doesn't even rate a listing in Wikipedia. She's an Irish singer from the 1950's. About as exciting as the Lennon Sisters, singing "traditional" (for that time) Irish melodies. But without an Irish accent, fake or otherwise.

My dad would love this album. I prefer U2. But I'll listen to a bunch of these (and scan and post their album covers here), just so Liz won't yell at me for wasting money. Oh yeah, the six big cartons of LP's are cluttering up half the floor in the computer room. It won't be long before I'm given an ultimatum about that.

Economically, the most fascinating portion of this lot was about 30 old 78's. Alas, my turntable doesn't play that speed. So I think I may post those to eBay to see what kind of $$ they fetch. Gotta recoup some of my outlay.

Anyone interested in owning this fine LP, Bridie Gallagher - Moonlight in Mayo (circa 1958), drop me a line. Soon. Otherwise, it has a life expectancy of a kitten at the city pound. If no one picks it up in 72 hours, it'll be put to sleep.

The Kingston Trio - in Concert

I've been a Kingston Trio fanatic for a long time, and last weekend, we finally got to see them in concert. It was in a small venue (Chandler Center For The Arts), which meant there were no bad seats.

Alas, none of the original members are with the group anymore, so this is a second-generation line-up. One of the originals, Dave Shane, lives here in the valley, and made a guest appearance to sing two songs, including Tom Dooley. But his health is frail (we'll cut him some slack, since he's in his 70's), and after the second song, he headed back off-stage for some needed oxygen.

They sang all the hits (except The Reverend Mr. Black), and gave us 2 hours of music for $4o/ticket, so one can't complain. And I snagged a CD/DVD for $20.

All in all, a good concert, although I wouldn't put it in my "Top 5 Concerts Ever". Which seems like a good topic for another post, so start thinking about your own T5CE.

Rock & Roll Half-Marathon

For the third year in a row, Liz ran (power-walked, actually) in the PF Chang's Rock & Roll Half-Marathon. This year, that meant rolling out of bed at 4:30 AM on a Saturday morning, to be at ASU @ 6:30, to catch the shuttle and be in downtown Phoenix by 7:30.

This year, it just so happened that Phoenix was having some of its coldest weather in 10 years. So Liz and Michele got to freeze their socks off from 7:30 until 10:00, which was when their "corral" finally started the race.

Despite the chill, they managed to do the 13.1 miles in a personal-best time. to wit :

2005 : 3 hours, 36 minutes

2006 : 3 hours, 44 minutes

2007 : 3 hours, 31 minutes

The pics (above) come gratis from the race organizers, but they're small and lo-res. So my apologies if they don't enlarge nicely. Liz is undecided whether or not to do this again next January, but I'm betting she ends up doing it.

A Wheel of Time note

According to Wikipedia (which we all know is never wrong), by the time I finish The Knife of Dreams; Book 11 of Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series, I will have read a total of 9,685 pages (all paperback). Don't even ask how many words that is. But there is good news. Again according to Wikipedia, this marathon series will end with Book 12, even if (according to the author himself) it take 1000-1500 pages. Note to Robert Jordan : Good-flippin'-luck, dude. You have enough loose ends floating around in the first 10 books to start your own lint-ball.

TWIR - 1812 Rivers Of War (by Eric Flint)

This Week I Read : 1812 Rivers of War (by Eric Flint)

Rating : B-

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Eric Flint has a bunch of "Alternate History" books out, the majority of which deal with a 20th-century West Virginia town transported back in time to 1632 Germany. 1812RoW is the first in a second AH series, this one dealing with how a minor change in a battle (Sam Houston receiving a small wound instead of a major one) alters the rest of the War of 1812.

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The only problem is - not much history is changed. Yeah, Sam Houston becomes the hero of the battles of Washington DC and New Orleans, but the outcomes remain the same. So if you're looking for some tangential history line, you're going to be sorely disappointed. True, this book serves mostly as a set-up for the second book in this series - where Arkansas becomes a free territory right after the end of the war - where blacks and Indians can live on their own terms. But 535 pages of non-alternate history is a lot to read just for a set-up.

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OTOH, is you read this book as a historical novel, then its quite good. Most people's knowledge of the War of 1812 can be distilled down to four vague facts :

1.) It started cuz the British kept stealing our navy men.

2.) John Paul Jones said something about not giving up the ship.

3.) Two years into the war, the British burned Washington D.C. (normally, this means "game over; we win!". but for some reason, they decided to play on.)

4.) We won the Battle of New Orleans, which is important because without that Johnny Horton would've had one less hit song. (Everybody sing now - "In 1814, we took a little trip...")

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This book does a great job of fleshing out the details of the war - particularly how the roles of the Indians (Choctaw, Chickashaw, Creek, and Cherokee) and Blacks (both slaves and freedmen) interplayed with the British, American (and to a lesser degree the French and Spanish) sides. So if you like History, then by all means get this book. But if you want to read some Alternate History, then pick up his novel "1632" (which is on my bookcase waiting in line to be read), or wait for "1824 The Arkansas War" - which is out in hardback, but who wants to shell out 4x the $$$ instead of waiting for the paperback? As for me, I'm now starting into Robert Jordan's "Knife of Dreams" - Book 11 in the Wheel of Time series. I'll have 837 pages to see whether the plot advances one iota, something that hasn't happened in 4 or 5 volumes.

TWIP - Heroes of Might & Magic 5

This Week I'm Playing : Heroes of Might & Magic 5 (HOMM5) First let me say I'm addicted to HOMM3. A fabulous game in its own right, then made "best-ever" by a random map generator that means you never need to play the same scenario twice. I've been playing HOMM3 for years, even keeping an outdated PC with Windoze-95 on it just for this game. Alas, HOMM4 was somewhat of a flop, and the HOMM team went out of business. Now, years later, Ubisoft has resurrected the series.

What's to Like

The 3D graphics are stunning. There are dozens of new and re-done creatures to learn to use. And new spells and new artifacts. There's even a random map generator, abeit that comes in a separate Expansion Pack add-on for an extra $40. I haven't installed the RMP yet, so stay tuned.

What's Not To Like

First, all that 3D generating slows the game play to a crawl. Those graphics may be stunning, but I'd trade some of the detail (do we really need to see every leaf in the trees?) for a speedier game. Loading previously-saved games especially bogs down the old PC. Second, the PC requirements are steep. Pentium-4 at the minimum. For a turn-based game?? Gimme a break. Third, there's a paucity of individual scenarios to do. Maybe 6 total for the single-player mode. And forget about choosing what race you want to be; you'll be whatever Ubisoft decides. What is it about the maxim "Less razzle-dazzle graphics; more and better game-play" that's so difficult for game-programmers to comprehend? Fourth, there's no manual for the game. After a week of playing HOMM5, I still can't tell you how many races there are and/or give you a complete list of the spells. But I'm betting that, for yet another $40, there's an HOMM5 how-to book at Best Buy. Finally, the anti-crack device sucks big time. Basically, the installation scans your PC for virtual drives, and if it finds one (even if its unrelated to HOMM5), it refuses to load the game. Yeah, yeah, Ubisoft. I know you think this will discourage people loading cracked versions. But I think instead, its going to encourage them to find the cracked version, so they can keep their virtual drives.

Final Verdict

TBD. So far it's holding my interest. But we'll see whether the bad lagging eventually drives me back to playing HOMM3. I have a feeling I'll be installing the expansion pack shortly.

This week I read...

Rating : C+

I'm way behind on my James Patterson reading. His best efforts involve serial killers and the homicide detective Alex Cross. Unfortunately, Black Market has neither. Wall Street gets blown up, and we spend most of the first half of the book going on wild goose chases. Finally, the story begins to move, and there are a couple nice Dan Brown-esque twists in the latter stages. Still, one yearns for a deranged psychotic killer to show up and slash someone to pieces - anyone - just to spice things up. What is eerie about this book, however, is the way it foreshadows September 11. Black Market first came out in 1986, and if you substitute the Twin Towers for Wall Street, you get a scenario with uncanny similarities. Perhaps in 500 years, someone will decide that Patterson was a 20th-Century Nostredamus. All-in-all, it's a decent story, but its never gonna be your favorite Patterson book.

More Xmas 2006 Pics (a)

A couple more Xmas pics to close out 2006. I'm not saying our three dogs are spoiled rotten, but they each have their own Christmas stocking. Alas, the concept of "each dog opens his own stocking" is lost upon them.

More Xmas 2006 Pics (b)

Jason, Whitney, and Preacher came over and opened presents with us on Christmas morning.

More Xmas 2006 Pics (c)

A nice photo of Jason and Preacher. Preacher is a huge pit/lab mix, but he's a lover, not a fighter. He wandered in to the towing company a year ago, bedraggled and cut up from apparently coming out on the losing end of a dogfight. He thinks his new life with Jason and Whitney is much better.

Christmas at the Ludwigs -2006 (a)

2006 Christmas Day festivities at our house. 14 people and four dogs. The kids were extremely well-behaved the entire day. The dogs were reasonably well-behaved, except for Huxley and Jynx who got into a rip-roaring fight while opening their gifts, leaving a gash in Liz's arm.

Christmas at the Ludwigs -2006 (b)

Many thanks to everyone who came. Special kudos to all the cooks; the food was excellent! Lots more pics available. If I get ambitious, I'll post them on a stand-alone blog; but don't hold your breath. BTW, in the above pic, Bill is NOT poking his eyes out on the candles in the centerpiece. :-)

This week I read...

Rating : B- . A sequel in a prequel to Frank Herbert's "Dune" Trilogy. Written by his son Brian, and Kevin Anderson. Tell me, how do two authors write one story? Does one of them write the nouns, and the other one the verbs? Methinks Brian Herbert is here mostly so the family name is on the cover. As in any prequel, the main raison d'etre for this book is to line up everything for the original Dune episode. But the basic plot is the overused "humans versus machines" line. Gee, where have we seen that before? Terminator, Star Wars, Battlestar Galactica, and so on. Is it now politically incorrect to slay any living beings? Can't anyone come up with a storyline that doesn't involve the evils of Artificial Intelligence? Literature-wise, this is "Dune Lite". Which is not necessarily a bad thing. "Dune" was an awesome book, but "Dune Messiah" and "Children Of Dune" were each a new level of tediousness and obscurity compared to their predecessors. Reading "CoD" was (for me at least) more of a labor than a pleasure. This decline in quality seems to be inherent in Trilogies. "Clan of the Cave Bear" is a masterpiece, interweaving a captivating storyline with a bunch of great archaeology. But its sequels go downhill quickly. "Valley of Horses" slowed to a crawl, and "The Mammoth Hunters" is nothing more than a 600-page Harlequin Romance set in caveman times. Pee-Yoo! And don't even get me started about Robert Jordan's "Dragon Reborn" series. We're on what, Book 11 now? And the plot hasn't progressed one bit since about Book 5. (But I will still buy and read the newest one - out just in time for Christmas). But back to Dune Battle of Corrin. Overall, it keeps one's interest despite the trite storyline. Papa Herbert's chapter-beginning quotes are better (and of course, more esoteric), but at least there's less mysticism and more action in DBoC. And none of the characters (including the Bots) are the essence of pure evil and/or pure good. So we'll give it a B-, and go dust-off and re-read Dune.

Tribute To John Bolton

The promised song. Dedicated to that paragon of diplomacy and tact, and to be sung to the tune of "(The Wreck of) The Sloop John B", Beach Boys-style. "Oh I am the dupe John B, The preznit appointed me, Around UN Plaza I did roam; Spewing my spite, Prepared for a fight, (oh yeah) But I feel I screwed up, I wanna go home. So hoist up old John B's rear, See how the people all jeer, Call me a loser and more, let me go home; I wanna go home, Why don't you let me go home (oh yeah), I feel I screwed up, I wanna go home. All the UN, they hate my guts, They think I'm an ignorant putz, Cuz I wanna pack up their bags and send them all home; Dubya, I tried, Please don't cast me aside, (oh no) I feel I screwed up, I wanna go home. So hoist up old John B's rear, See how the people all jeer, Call me a butt-hole and more, let me go home; I wanna go home, Why don't you let me go home (oh yeah), I feel I screwed up, I wanna go home. Well the Congress got in a funk, They said the preznit's strategy stunk, Cuz he gave me the job after all of them had gone home; Senator Reid, He says I'll never succeed (oh no), I feel I screwed up, I wanna go home. So hoist up old John B's rear, See how the people all cheer, Call me a whack-job and more, let me go home; I wanna go home, Why don't you let me go home (oh yeah) This is the worst trip I've ever been on. (Repeat chorus)

UN Reaction

How the UN felt about my song to John Bolton...

Christmas Preparations (01)

Decorating for Christmas is divided 50:50 at our house. Liz spends 50 hours (literally) making sure that every square foot of the house (plus the back porch) has some sort of holiday decor. And I spend 50 minutes putting up a couple strands of lights outside on the front of the house, in "minimalist" fashion. The weeklong (for Liz) ritual ends with the putting up of the Christmas tree. Jason comes over and helps her decorate it. And Jynx stays out of the way (kinda) by staking out his territory under the tree.

Christmas Preparations (02)

And Honeybee and Huxley provide moral support by watching the tree-decorating from the nearby rocking chair.

Bye Bye Bolton...

Another bozo leaves the Dubnutz regime. John Bolton stands out as a shining pile of sh*t even among all the other turd blossoms (Rove, Cheney, Wolfowicz, etc.). Dubnutz sent this idiot to the UN by means of some crafty maneuvering, knowing that even the Republican congress had serious misgivings about him. Now, with the Democrats coming to power in January, there's no chance at all that Bolton will ever get approved. We'll dedicate a song to this right-wing nut job. I'll post it shortly; I've still got a couple rhyming schemes to smooth out. The song I'm tweaking is... well, it should be obvious. Let's just say its a tune that both the Beach Boys and The Kingston Trio covered. Bye bye, Bolton. You won't be missed.

Culture Weekend

Most of the time, when I come into contact with culture, I treat it with penicillin until it goes away. But this past weekend, we actually (and willfully) went to see a play - a musical no less - at the Orpheum Theater. It was quite good. Of course, it helped that we had killer seats (Thanks, John & Jeri!) - 2nd Row, Center Stage. I could've spit into the orchestra pit, but Liz told me not to. No photography was allowed, so the above playbill cover will have to do. I won't rate it, because I'm prejudiced against musicals in general; to the point of where I sometimes embarrass Jason & Liz. This coming Friday, we're going to see André Rieu. More culture. Stay tuned.

This weekend I watched...

The Lakehouse, starring Sandra Bullock & Keanu Reeves. We'll give this movie **** (out of 10*). It loses 5 stars automatically, cuz it's a chick-flick. But beyond that, one has to admit, it is rather entertaining. Bullock & Reeves make a good, romantic pair. Guys, the movie will suck you in at the beginning, due to the time anomaly of Keanu living in 2004, and Bullock living in 2006. Alas, just as you settle onto the couch, it becomes clear this is going to be long on the romance, and short on action and scientific curiosity. Of course, since I'm a time-traveler myself, I can tell you that the movie's depiction of this is not the way time/space-folding actually works. The cosmic builders do NOT put wormholes in mailboxes. My advice - watch this movie with your wife or GF (but not both at the same time) to score brownie points. It'll certainly hold your attention better than Under A Tuscan Sun or Love Story.

This Week I Converted...

Another Classical Piano LP that I haven't seen available anywhere as a CD. Sergei Rachmaninov's "The Ampico Recordings - Volume 2". The tracks were originally recorded between 1919 and 1929 as "piano roll recordings". Decca then re-issued them on vinyl in 1979 and again in 1985. This is the 4th classical piano LP I've converted, and the best of the bunch so far. I don't know if I'm developing an ear for this genre, or if I'm just getting luckier each time. FWIW, the four artists I've converted & listened to thus far are : 01. Ignace Paderewski o2. Vladimir Horowitz 03. Russell Sherman 04. Sergei Rachmaninov I've been asked to convert another dozen or so classical piano albums, so stay tuned.

Happy Holidaze!

Happy Thanksgiving to all you turkeys out there! This decoration was given to us by the new lady on the cul-de-sac. Ostensibly, it was just a friendly, neighborly introduction. But between the lines, there was a bit of "I want you to have your own planet when you get to heaven" tripe. Sorry lady, I'm not into holy underwear. Still, it's a cute use of a pineapple, doncha think?

Catalina Island Blog !!

At long last, the pics of the Catalina Island Surprise Birthday Bash are up on a blog. You can see them at www.ter-catalina.blogspot.com Or you can click on the "See my complete profile" link at the top of this blog, scroll down to the bottom, and click on the link there. A couple comments to those new to blogs. If you want to see a bigger version of any pic, just put your cursor on it (it should change into a white hand), and left-click. Also, please feel free to leave comments. Bloggers love them. The comment box is formatted to where anyone can write one. But if you choose the "anonymous" setting, please sign your name at the end of your comment so I know who visited the site. There is a "letter verification" box for all comments. This is to confound the computerized spam machines, not to make life difficult for you. Just type them in the box when you're done writing your comment. That's about it. For the record, I wasn't along for the bash, so some of my comments just might be made-up. Also, I may have gotten some of the names wrong; I apologize to any and all if I did.

Ode to Ted Haggard

My my, another right-wing, gay-bashing, holier-than-thou televangelist gets exposed as a hypocrite and a liar. How do people fall for this malarkey? Oh well, we'll do him honor with a poem. Ted, this one's for you, sweet-cakes.

A fine tele-preacher named Haggard

Did meth with a gay till he staggered

He denied it at first

Then confessed with a burst

"I just wanna be Jimmy Swaggart!"

Another Terlist! Jobs for RumDumb!!

Dear Donnie. I heard you resigned today. Which is a nice way of saying they canned your butt. I'm sure you will have a lot more free time on your hands, and given your limited IQ, you probably won't know what to do. Here's a couple things I've come up with. 01. Enlist. I'm sure you're aching to know what the troops in Iraq really think of you. What better way to find out than to enlist and volunteer for duty there? You'll get to see parts of Iraq you've never seen before - like places outside the Green Zone. Try not to get hit by friendly fire. 02. Become a guest commentator of Faux News. They'll love you there. They think (and I use that term loosely) just like you. 03. Become a contestant on Fear Factor. Oh, I have a great idea for this. Rummy gets water-boarded! After all, you don't think its torture - just a bit of discomfort. Let's see how you do. Try not to giggle when they're doing it to you. 04. Take some Night Classes. Maybe Criminal Justice 101. But something like Public Speaking 102 is a good choice too. See next suggestion. 05. Become a recluse. Because there's a lot of people that are going to want to question you. Under oath. Like the Senate. And the House. And the World Court. If you disappear, maybe they'll forget about you. But I doubt it. They'd all like for you to explain the above photo. In American Law, someone who aids a murderer carry out his killings is equally guilty. All for now, Rummy. No need to thank me. It was my pleasure.

27th Anniversary (a)

We celebrated our 27th Wedding Anniversary this past weekend. It was technically last Friday, but we knew we'd be too tired to go out then, so we went out Saturday night instead.

27th Anniversary (b)

Liz found this swanky (for Arizona) place in Tempe. On 7th Street, one block east of Mill Avenue.

27th Anniversary (c)

Almost all the tables were outside, which makes for a pleasant ambiance in early November. But I don't think I'd want to be there in the summer.

27th Anniversary (d)

Most of the entrées were $22-$26. For the two of us, plus an appetizer (fresh fruits, cheeses, and crackers), one bottle of wine, and 20% tip; the tab came to $130. Definitely a special-occasion only place, but we enjoyed it thoroughly.

Electronic Voting

It is estimated that 1/3 of the voting next Tuesday will be done electronically. This is dangerous, since the Repugnicans in power are fearing the worst, and this regime has shown that they're perfectly comfortable with doing unethical and illegal things like vote-fixing. Liz and I have opted for early voting by mail for years, so it doesn't really affect us. Various companies and individuals have demonstrated that skewing the electronic results is remarkably easy. Diebold, the maker of the electronic voting machines, claims that's just hogwash, without any evidence to disprove the hackers. And of course, the unasked question is : What if someone within Diebold wants to skew the results? Without a paper trail, about the only way to know if Diebold is compromising the votes is when Exit Polls don't match up with the "count". Curiously, this happened two years ago in some very critical Ohio precincts, when the fate of the Presidency came down to that state. Even more curious, there are several initiatives out there right now, demanding that those taking Exit Polls not be allowed within 100 feet of the polling places. Essentially, this destroys the integrity of the Exit Poll. One has to wonder why anyone would want to work so hard to do this. Go vote next Tuesday! It's time for a regime change, and it starts by removing the lackeys in Congress who have allowed Dubnutz to take away our constitutional rights. And pay close attention to how the Exit Polls and the "Count" correlate. Especially late in the night in some of the "up for grabs" districts.

Happy Halloween!

I hope you spent the night in an oak grove, celebrating Samhain.

Catalina Island (Preview)

Pics of the Catalina Island shindig coming soon!

Mash-Up Madness

Mash-Ups (sometimes one word : "Mashups") are a new musical art-form phenomenon. In a nutshell, the artist takes tracks from two separate bands and re-mixes two songs (one from each album) together, thus "mashing them up". If you go to Amazon.com and search for "Mashup" you'll find they carry 2 or 3 CD's in this genre. However, the most-famous mash-up is a combination of The Beatles' Sgt. Peppers and the Beach Boys' Pet Sounds. An aspiring musician / techno-geek named Clayton Counts re-mixed the songs from these two albums, and distributed a few copies among his friends. He even got a couple radio interviews and one or two mentions in music magazines, due to this new art-form. The tracks are interesting, but unimpressive. By Clay's own admission, he did the whole job in about an hour. This isn't serious music; it's something you'll listen to for about 5 minutes when totally drunk (or otherwise) and say, "Weird. Now can we listen to actual songs?" However, that's not the way the goons at EMI Music (Capitol Records) saw it. They have brought suit against Clayton, wanting not only mega-$$$ for "lost revenue", but also demanding the identities and IP addresses of everyone to whom Clay sent a copy. Clay, being an aspiring musician, isn't worried about the money. EMI can take every cent he has, and it still wouldn't make it out of small-claims court. But he is refusing to turn over the names & IP addresses to the jerks at EMI. Support Clay and his fight against the EMI bastards! Boycott EMI and Capitol Records! You can google "Beachles" and/or "Clayton Counts" to read the full story and see what else you can do in this matter. The claim of "lost revenue" is bogus. This is "art" at best; "techno-geekery" at worst and the actions by EMI are nothing more than malicious bullying for no reason.

This Week I Converted...

Russell Sherman is a concert pianist of minor renown. He's famous enough to show up when you Google his name; but he's not big enough to be found in Wikipedia (yet). This LP was in somewhat bad shape. Lots of scratches had to be removed, many of them major. To boot, one Intermezzo on Side B had to be scrapped because it constantly skipped forward. Not much can be done about that. The old "penny on the tone-arm didn't work this time. That being said, we'll give this album ***** **½ (out of 10*). I like him better than Paderewski and Rubinstein. For the record (pun intended), Paganini wrote the original music; Brahms wrote variations of Paganini's themes; and Russell Sherman gives you his interpretations of Brahms' variations. Confused? Me too. Still, I haven't found this disc in CD form anywhere, so it was neat to bring this music back to life.

Jury Duty - US District Court

Yes, the Federal court wants Yours Truly to do his civic duty this month. Everyone should serve once on a jury, in order to build one's confidence in the judicial system. Ah, but I did this about 8 years ago. A monumentally boring 3-week (!!) 'breach of contract' civil case. So this time I was determined to do my best NOT to be picked. My (first) date to appear was this past Wednesday. The case might have proved interesting - (attempted) distribution of the sacred weed. And I was #10 on the jury list, which meant I'd be on the jury unless I did something to make them not want to take a chance on me. Which I did. This time, I used the "autistic psycho" posture. I simply stared at the wall across the room from me, refused to laugh when everyone else did (there were lots of opportunities for this), and answered the qualifying questions like I was giving a deposition. Flat monotone, with a minimum of details. (But no lies). It worked like a charm. They passed over me in favor of a bunch of schoolteacher types. Everyone was happy. The only catch is, I'm still 'on call' for the rest of the month, and have to call in every weekend to see if I have to report a second time. FWIW, the last time (the breach of contract case), I adopted a "know-it-all" posture, figuring one side or the other wouldn't want me and my (supposed) knowledge on the jury. Wrong strategy. The lady beside me took a "total idiot" posture and wasn't picked. I lost three work weeks.

A TerPoem

This is for all my friends and colleagues who bought the Repuglicans "Contract With America" bullcrap. Holy Foley was a perv, Holy Foley had some nerve, Holy Foley wasn't wholly holy.