Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Put him in the crab cooler, see how he likes that

Every SCTV celebrity impression was eerie good, whether it was Bob Hope coaching Woody Allen on how to write a script for a road movie starring Bob Hope and Woody Allen, or whether it was Joe Dimaggio, welcoming us to his new chow house, just down the street from Santo's, right across from Furillo's, & kitty corner from Calavito's. And not so much because the cast & guest stars spent a lot of time trying to sound or look like the celebrity, but because the writers worked so hard to get to the actual weirdness of the actual celebrity. Joltin' Joe -- Smooth Mr. Coffee, but also a guy who'd lose his temper at Marilyn Monroe. Here's Bill Murray as Joe, Eugene Levy as Dom, and Martin Short as Vince.

Monday, November 3, 2014

Masterpieces -- we gotta paint 'em

Oh the streets of Rome are filled with rubble -- ancient footprints are everywhere!

But still! Maybe today



Maybe any day now



things are gonna be different

Thursday, October 30, 2014

But I don't take no one's advice

I don't go for this all guys are dummies stuff you see on TV where every woman's a patient saint & every guy's a dolt, but when it comes to the war of the sexes I guess it might be a little bit true. All I know for sure is most of us guys are getting our butts kicked. Well anyway, move it on over. Scoot it on over. This dog house here is mighty small but it's better than no house at all.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

It's getting near dawn

Played at ear-splitting and (I later found out) permanent inner-ear damaging volume, this song rocked my world at the age of 14. Before hearing this I owned just two albums (which i still love every bit as much today as I did as a wee virgin lad) and for which i inadvertently but almost permanently memorized every lyric: Rubber Soul & Highway 61 Revisited.

Cream was the first band I ever heard that I didn't (initially at least) stress on the lyrics. Because the sound just floored me. When I learned it was just 3 guys making all this noise I didn't believe it. (Were they the world's first power trio? They sure were to me.) Then I slapped on the headphones, turned it up as high as it would go ... and became a believer.

That Ginger's beat follows every 60s TV Western version of an Indian War Dance just makes it sweeter: BUM dum dum dum/BUM dum dum dum.

But the bass riff is the most solid foundation & the first thing i learned to pick out on a guitar and piano (and i suspect i'm not the only one in that regard). Jack Bruce rest in peace. P.S. Turn it up.



PS late breaking news, pls check out this:

Goodbye to Jack Bruce