GIVE TIL IT HURTS!

Austin clawback underway?

P’raps possibly, yeah. T’is a consummation devoutly to be wished for what was once a helluva fun Texas town.

Austin started to lose population in 2023, as the crush of exhausted citizens fleeing the “blue dot in a red state” started to exceed the number of incoming settlers. It wasn’t a huge number, just 2,500 net out-migration that year, but it was still significant in that the net incoming tide of people had been reversed.

While news of Austin losing population was shocking at the time, the trend has continued to accelerate. There was a net loss of 13,400 people in 2024.

With residents fleeing, there is a glut of houses for sale, and prices are plunging as the real estate bubble bursts. This is also deflating prices on homes in the surrounding suburban and exurban counties.

To the tune of ~20% or so in some places. Too bad, so sad. Onwards.

It is my hope that some of the depopulation is because of blue state colonizers returning to their natural coastal habitats, thus leaving Texas a little bit redder overall. Of course, there is also a steady exodus of regular people from Austin – those who just can’t take it anymore. From personal experience, I know that it is a goal of many normies to leave the oppressive and theocratically woke eco-leftism of Austin, as well as the social disorder it has wrought. My wife and I were among them.

Back when Austin was simply weird, it was a delightful melting pot of politicos, educators, hippies, rednecks, musicians, and regular suburban Texans. Music bound those groups together. I can attest that I spent a lot of evenings in my younger days at joints like the Broken Spoke, Continental Cafe, and Green Mesquite, catching great new acts, some of whom went on to significant success.

Unfortunately, Austin has also been pretty effective in killing off its legendary music scene. Apparently, tech bros and AWFLs just don’t foster a music scene the same way that hippies and rednecks once did, and now even the legendary SXSW Festival is largely ditching the music aspect that got the whole thing going.

You can never go home again, but I’ll always enjoy that musical legacy. Which reminds me, I probably need to put some Rusty Wier or Jerry Jeff on my stereo bluetooth, it’s been too long.

Jerry Jeff Walker, Rusty Weir? No offense, but screw that noise, buster. You want a true taste of the good old Austin music scene, now sadly defunct, ain’t but one place you really need to look for it.

Gott DAMN, man: Jimmy Vaughan, Preston Hubbard, Fran Christina, the inimitable Kim Wilson? Texas blues just don’t come no more Texas blusier than that right there.

I was privileged enough to have the great Kim Wilson autograph not just one but TWO (2) of my beater-classic Ford dashboards after we opened for the Fab T-birds, the 61 Galaxy and, later on, the 67 Fairlane. Should be pics around here someplace or other, but damned if I’m gonna go digging around on this hard drive to find ‘em right now. Enjoy another T-birds clip as compensation.

End of an era

And good riddance.

BLM Plaza in DC dismantled after 5 years as bill threatens to withhold city’s funding
Work to dismantle the Black Lives Matter Plaza street mural in Washington, DC, that was put up in 2020 following the killings of George Floyd and Breonna Taylor began on Monday.

Reconstruction at the site of the huge, yellow-painted letters close to the White House follows calls to withhold the city’s funding unless it removed the mural and renamed the location “Liberty Plaza.”

“The mural inspired millions and helped our city through a very painful period,” Bowser said.

“But now we can’t afford to be distracted by meaningless congressional interference. The devastating impacts of the federal job cuts must be our number one concern. Our focus is on economic growth, public safety, and supporting our residents affected by these cuts.”

Plans by House Republicans to scrub the divisive BLM mural were revealed in a Post exclusive earlier this month.

Monday’s dismantling of the mural was greeted with triumph by many conservatives — and slammed by those on the left.

“The world is healing,” wrote the Libs of TikTok account on X, run by pro-Trump influencer Chaya Raichik.

“The only people celebrating the dismantling of the Black Lives Matter Plaza in DC are racist fragile white people,” wrote another.

Let’s see now: racist, check; fragile, check (if you hit me in the face with a brick, do I not bleed?); white, check. Yup, ya got me—guilty as charged, on all counts. NOW what, fuckface?

New category for this sort of thing, inspired by the awesome, blistering Minor Threat song.

Update! For more of the impossibly brilliant DC hardcore of the legendary Minor Threat, check out this complete MT discography on YewToob. All the Minor Threat classics are here: I Don’t Wanna Hear It, Filler, 12XU, Small Man Big Mouth, Bottled Violence, Screaming At A Wall, et al. There really never has been anyone quite like ‘em, I must say.

Personal pet peeve

This one has been making my teeth grind for years now. To wit:


See that “honeypot” bushwa? Near as I can make out, it was Rush Limbaugh who originally popularized this verbal faux pas. The correct term used by the intel community since forever is honey TRAP, not POT. Please make a note of it, lest you wind up putting yourself on the fightin’ side of me.

Man, that Roy Nichols sure knew his way around that sweet sounding Tele of his, didn’t he?

A tragic loss

Hopefully only a temporary setback, but still truly horrible news from an old and dear friend.

“I cannot play guitar.” Rockabilly legend Brian Setzer reveals he has an auto-immune disease that prevents him from playing guitar
Setzer said the effects of his illness became apparent during the Stray Cats’ 2024 summer tour, the group’s first road stint in five years

Brian Setzer announced he has been diagnosed with an autoimmune disease that prevents him from playing guitar.

The rockabilly electric guitar legend made the news public on February 13 via Facebook:

Hi everybody,

I just wanted to check in with you all. Towards the end of the last Stray Cats tour I noticed that my hands were cramping up. I’ve since discovered that I have an auto-immune disease. I cannot play guitar.

There is no pain, but it feels like I am wearing a pair of gloves when I try to play. I have seen some progress in that I can hold a pen and tie my shoes. I know this sounds ridiculous, but I was at a point where I couldn’t even do that. Luckily, I have the best hospital in the world down the block from me. It’s called the Mayo Clinic. I know I will beat this, it will just take some time.

I love you all,

Brian

Although there is no cure for autoimmune diseases, their symptoms can be mitigated with a range of treatments. With any luck, Setzer will be able to play again soon.

Setzer is by the far the best-known and most successful rockabilly guitarist in rock and roll history. He first found success with the Stray Cats in the 1980s, when he helped relaunch the rockabilly genre decades after it has fallen from popularity.

“Rockabilly is so near and dear to my heart,” the guitarist told Guitar Player in 2023. “There’s just something exciting about it, and it never goes out of style. You can always add your own wrinkle to it and take it somewhere else.”

Truer words etc. Brian, I doubt you’ll ever see this, but in case you do please know that my thoughts, hopes, and prayers are with you, brother. You’re one of the very best guitarists I know or ever have known, so I know it’s a bitter pill indeed to have to swallow—Depuytren’s Contracture left me unable to play anything but the most rudimentary, primitive licks as of about 5-6 years ago or so myself—even moreso when music has been your life, for most of your life, as it has been for you and me both. Hang tough, never give up the fight; I just know your tremendous courage, determination, and strong heart will see you through in the end.

Update! A little inside-the-music story that illustrates one of the biggest reasons I think so highly of Setzer: my brother has always been quite close not only to Brian but the entire Setzer family, enough so that when Brian’s dad passed away the fam insisted on flying Jeff up from NC for the funeral. Myself, I’ve never met Brian’s dad OR mom, nor have I ever been out to the Setzer clan’s Old Home Place out on Lawn Guyland. Whereas Jeff, y’know, has.

Anyhoo, the thing that always got me was, ever since then each and every time I’ve run into Brian, opened for the BSO, whatever whenever wherever, the very first words out of Brian’s mouth to me have been, and I quote: “So how’s Jeff doing, Mike?” No exceptions, not a single one. That always impressed the heck out of me, made me feel good, and brought home forcefully what a decent, thoughtful, just plain good guy Brian is.

I gigged regularly with a half-assed little side-band trio in NYC which included oldest Setzer sibling Gary on drums for a year or thereabouts, and played little brother Kenny’s wedding after-party down in Miami with another side project of mine—a party Brian and his lovely wife also attended, hanging out at our big ol’ table drinking free open-bar booze and shooting the breeze with us well into the wee hours.

Now, for some bizarre reason I’ve been informed many times over lo, these many years—as is also the case with Mike Ness and, truth be told, my own self as well—by people I neither knew nor wished to know that “Ohhh, that Brian Setzer is such an asshole, what a dick!”

Who even knows the reason why, I certainly don’t. Some too-drunk chick trying (and failing) to coax him into a fast Green Room, tour bus, or parking lot fuck? A random dude who felt himself short-changed in the attention department in the impromptu post-show grip ’n’ grin line, perhaps? Don’t know, don’t care. In any event, you’ll never, ever get me to put a yes to that “Brian Setzer is an asshole” proposition. I know firsthand that it simply ain’t so.

Good luck and best wishes for a full and speedy recovery, Bri. God willing, you’ll pull through and have the last laugh on everybody ere the end.

Enduring classic(s)

Lakeside Joe posts the renowned Dave Brubeck chestnut, “Take Five,” the one and only hit record I know of written in 5/4 time. Joe calls it an “enduring classic,” and that it most certainly is. Reminded me of another good ‘un I’ve been hearing of late on the local jazz station I resort to when the Wokesterism and PC horseshit ceaselessly pissed out by my usual classical station starts to work my last nerve.

Great melody, bangin’ arrangement, and the brass and wind sections are dialed in tighter’n Dick’s hat band: enduring classic? I’d say so, yeah.

A blizzard of Ozz

C’mon, man, who DOESN’T love the legendary Ozzy Osbourne? How could anyone NOT love the guy?

Ozzy Osbourne announces final show with Black Sabbath amid health struggles: ‘This is his full stop’
Ozzy’s out.

The British rock star, 76, announced on Wednesday that the original members of Black Sabbath are reuniting for the first time in 20 years for his final show.

The “Back to the Beginning” charity concert will take place July 5 at Villa Park in England. Tickets go on sale on Feb. 14 at LiveNation.

“The all-star event will celebrate the true creators of heavy metal and will see @OzzyOsbourne play his own short set before joining with Black Sabbath for his final bow,” read the announcement, shared on Osbourne’s X account.

Osbourne himself said, “It’s my time to go Back to the Beginning….time for me to give back to the place where I was born. How blessed am I to do it with the help of people whom I love. Birmingham is the true home of metal. Birmingham Forever.”

The lineup is truly…well, talk about your Who’s Who in the metal/hard rock world.

In addition to the Black Sabbath members (Osbourne, Tony Iommi, Geezer Butler and Bill Ward), the performing lineup also includes Metallica, Slayer, Lamb of God, Alice in Chains and Anthrax.

The concert’s music director, Rage Against the Machine alum Tom Morello, was quoted saying, “This will be the greatest heavy metal show ever.”

The advance poster for the show:

Yep, that’s pretty much everybody who’s anybody, I should think. Bet my old friend Brent Hinds from ATL is thrilled all to hell and gone to be on this incredible bill.

Dancing through the tears

 Crank it up. Trust me, you’ll be glad you did.

“Every night it’s the same/I feel your heart turn cold as rain…” DAY-UMMM. As perfect an example as can be imagined of how truly powerful a good country-song lyric can be, with that fat baritone guitar riff driving the point home from intro to outro and at all points in between.

Update! How envious I am of my old friend Eddie Angel, who as Emmylou’s lead guitarist for a good few years had the signal honor and privilege of playing this wonderful song onstage all those nights.

Short and Sweet for The Last Day of 2024

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One more time

At the top of today’s AoSHQ Music Thread, CBD says:

Who knew The Ramones did a Christmas song!

To me The Ramones are the quintessential rock band. They never took themselves seriously, had an absolute blast, and their music was punchy and loud and short.

U2 they ain’t, and thank God for that!

Agreed, wholeheartedly, excepting that “never took themselves seriously” business. As anyone who has ever read an in-depth interview with them knows, the Ram-Ones took their music extremely seriously; one of their greatest accomplishments, to my way of thinking, was maintaining an engaging, self-deprecating sense of humor in the way they presented both themselves AND their music.

It reminds me somewhat of how people who don’t know or care much about Elvis Presley will dismiss him by saying “Oh, he was always just a pawn, he didn’t know what he was doing, he had no clue.” Not so, not a-TALL: even a cursory listen to the Sun sessions, or the endless re-takes of powerful songs such as “Suspicious Minds,” “Green Green Grass Of Home,” or “Lord, You Gave Me A Mountain” says something entirely else. Hell, he recorded thirty (30) takes of, oh, what song was it, “Hound Dog,” I believe, before he was satisfied with it. He ended up going with take 29, which in itself says a heck of a lot about how involved, exacting, and instinctively accurate Elvis’s creative process was, at least until, in his later, sadder years, he lost faith in the songs (most of which, admittedly, were pure dreck) and basically sleepwalked through his last few studio sessions so perfunctorily it’s downright chilling.

For some reason, CBD provides neither a link to nor an embed of the aforementioned Ramones vid. Coincidentally enough, however, I’ve had said Ramones vid idling in a YewToob playlist for quite a while now. Almost stuck it in with this year’s Christmas music posts, but decided to hold off at the last minute.

Not exactly one of my favorite Ramones songs, coming as it does from Brain Drain, which, although there are a cpl-three good songs on there, is not exactly one of my favorite Ramones albums. “Merry Christmas” etc has all the hallmarks of one of Joey Ramone’s 60s-pop compositions, which…okay, okay, those aren’t exactly my favorite Ramones songs either. My personal preference was always the snarly, hyper-adrenalized blasts of punk-rock aggression penned by Dee Dee. Best song from Brain Drain, IMNSHO? Gotta be this:

Ahhh, now THAT’S more like it.

Update! Just now hit me that this post could never truly be complete without the Platonic ideal of a Dee Dee Ramone song.

Pounding drums, throbbing bass, buzzsaw guitar, incoherent vocals—see what I mean? From the Too Tough To Die album, which I think is way better than Brain Drain. Shoot, the first song alone beats Brain Drain all to hell and gone.

Inspiration is where you find it

Glenn ends tonight’s Open Thread post thusly, and I quote: “Never give up! Never surrender!” Which provides me with the perfect excuse to re-run two (2, now 3, in fact) of my all-time favorite punk anthems.

Rough, raw, two minute blasts of bare-knuckles punk rock fury. Nothin’ like it but more of it, sez me.

Ahhh, them were the days.

Update! Indulge this decrepit old coot in a bit of nostalgic reminiscence, please. Never got to see Blitz, but I did catch the Exploited at the dear old Milestone in CLT way back when, and I gotta tell y’uns, it was one hellaciously good show. Pounding, pulsating, throbbing, earsplittingly loud; lead vocalist Wattie Buchan stalking the stage with all the uncaged menace of a starving panther; the rest of the band tight as an over-tuned piccolo snare head, each attacking his respective instrument with violent brio—it was pure dynamite, nothing less than a thrilling revelation for this youthful Hardcore aficionado.

Stalked the Milestone stage my own self who even knows how many times. The place has a history so rich and varied (the Go-Gos? The Police? The Rockats? The Bad Brains, Minor Threat, the Circle Jerks, Black Flag? Paul Cook and Steve Jones from the Sex Pistols? No freakin’ WAY, dude!) it’s nigh on impossible for the uninitiated to wrap his head around. Can’t tell ya how happy it makes me to see that the venerable old girl still survives.

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Scary Halloween music

Via my brother-from-another-mother BCE, this one should fit the bill. A preface, from Big Country himself.

Mongolian throat singing with metal and traditional Mongolian musical instruments… and another side note: The two string ‘guitar’ is a morin khuur which is the national instrument of Mongolia and is known as the “horse-headed fiddle”… in a few of their videos, you can plainly see the Swastika imbedded in the neck as it was originally intended to be, but freaks out the left so badly…

These guys are as awesome as you can imagine live as well. Funniest thing: NONE of them speak any English except the lead singer who’s main phrase was “FUCK YEEEEEAH!!!” which was hysterical…

He ain’t lying about all that, friends, as you can see.

More, from the “About” page of this downright frightening musical ensemble’s official website.

In 2019, an NPR story put a spotlight on “a band from Mongolia that blends the screaming guitars of heavy metal and traditional Mongolian guttural singing,” accurately highlighting the cultural importance and unique musical identity of THE HU. Founded in 2016 in Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia, THE HU, Gala, Jaya, Temka, and Enkush, are a modern rock group rooted in the tradition of their homeland. The band’s two most popular videos, “Yuve Yuve” and “Wolf Totem,” were produced by the band’s producer Dashka. The band’s name translates to the Mongolian root word for human being, and their unique approach blends instruments like the Morin Khuur (horsehead fiddle), Tovshuur (Mongolian guitar), Tumur Khuur (jaw harp) and throat singing withcontemporary sounds, creating a unique sonic profile that they call “Hunnu Rock.”

Their debut album, 2019 ‘s The Gereg, debuted at #1 on the World Album and Top New Artist Charts. With it, the band have accumulated over 250 million combined streams and video views to date and have received critical acclaim from the likes of Billboard, NPR, GQ, The Guardian, The Independent, Revolver, and even Sir Elton John himself.

Proving their global appeal, THE HU have sold out venues across the world in North America, Europe, Asia, and Australia, with scheduled festival appearances at Coachella, Lollapalooza, Download Festival, and more, creating a community of fans from all walks of life. They quickly grabbed the attention of the industry, leading to collaborations with Jacoby Shaddix of Papa Roach and Lzzy Hale of Halestorm. And most recently, the band received praise from fans and critics for their Mongolian rendition of Metallica’s “Sad But True,” which Metallica picked up on and invited them to record ‘Through The Never’ for their Metallica Blacklist album released in 2021 alongside other high-profile guest artists like Miley Cyrus, Chris Stapleton, Phoebe Bridgers, J Balvin, St. Vincent, and so many more. The band has also explored eclectic ways to reach audiences with their sound, most notably writing and recording music for EA Games’ Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order.

The aforementioned Metallica cover is pretty awesome as well, but what really struck me most of all wasn’t so much the music but the gracious, becomingly humble acknowledgement at the end of the YT vid:

Like millions of people around the world, Metallica has been a huge influence and inspiration for us as music fans and musicians. We admire their 40 years of relentless touring and the timeless, unique music they have created. It is a great honor to show them our respect and gratitude by recording a version of “Sad But True” in our language and in the style of the HU.

Well, you can’t say fairer than that. And all’s well as ends better, as my old Gaffer liked to say, bless him.

Update! Dagnabbit, don’t know how, but this gin-yoo-wine CF institution almost got by me this year.

Ahh, the wonderful old chestnut from Jumpin’ Gene Simmons—no, not THAT Gene Simmons, the earlier, funnier one. I’ve run his version of “Haunted House” every Halloween on Ye Aulde Colde Furye Blogge for more years than I care to remember; it mortifies me to think that this year I durn near forgot. Thankfully, though, this tired old brain came through for us ere the end.

MORTIFIES, get me? A-HENH!

Updated update! What the hell, a backgrounder on Temüjin, a/k/a Genghis the Khan seems apropos.

Genghis Khan (born Temüjin; c. 1162 – August 1227), also known as Chinggis Khan, was the founder and first khan of the Mongol Empire. After spending most of his life uniting the Mongol tribes, he launched a series of military campaigns, conquering large parts of China and Central Asia.

Born between 1155 and 1167 and given the name Temüjin, he was the eldest child of Yesugei, a Mongol chieftain of the Borjigin clan, and his wife Hö’elün. When Temüjin was eight, his father died and his family was abandoned by its tribe. Reduced to near-poverty, Temüjin killed his older half-brother to secure his familial position. His charismatic personality helped to attract his first followers and to form alliances with two prominent steppe leaders named Jamukha and Toghrul; they worked together to retrieve Temüjin’s newlywed wife Börte, who had been kidnapped by raiders. As his reputation grew, his relationship with Jamukha deteriorated into open warfare. Temüjin was badly defeated in c. 1187, and may have spent the following years as a subject of the Jin dynasty; upon reemerging in 1196, he swiftly began gaining power. Toghrul came to view Temüjin as a threat and launched a surprise attack on him in 1203. Temüjin retreated, then regrouped and overpowered Toghrul; after defeating the Naiman tribe and executing Jamukha, he was left as the sole ruler on the Mongolian steppe.

As it happens, the vast empire established by the great Genghis Khan remains the largest of all time, by a broad margin. The Brits, the Spaniards, the Dutch? Stop it already, you make me laugh.

The Mongol Empire of the 13th and 14th centuries was the largest contiguous empire in history. Originating in present-day Mongolia in East Asia, the Mongol Empire at its height stretched from the Sea of Japan to parts of Eastern Europe, extending northward into parts of the Arctic; eastward and southward into parts of the Indian subcontinent, mounted invasions of Southeast Asia, and conquered the Iranian Plateau; and reached westward as far as the Levant and the Carpathian Mountains.

The Mongol Empire emerged from the unification of several nomadic tribes in the Mongol heartland under the leadership of Temüjin, known by the more famous title of Genghis Khan (c. 1162 – 1227), whom a council proclaimed as the ruler of all Mongols in 1206. The empire grew rapidly under his rule and that of his descendants, who sent out invading armies in every direction. The vast transcontinental empire connected the East with the West, and the Pacific to the Mediterranean, in an enforced Pax Mongolica, allowing the exchange of trade, technologies, commodities, and ideologies across Eurasia.

The empire began to split due to wars over succession, as the grandchildren of Genghis Khan disputed whether the royal line should follow from his son and initial heir Ögedei or from one of his other sons, such as Tolui, Chagatai, or Jochi. The Toluids prevailed after a bloody purge of Ögedeid and Chagatayid factions, but disputes continued among the descendants of Tolui. The conflict over whether the Mongol Empire would adopt a sedentary, cosmopolitan lifestyle or stick to its nomadic, steppe-based way of life was a major factor in the breakup.

After Möngke Khan died (1259), rival kurultai councils simultaneously elected different successors, the brothers Ariq Böke and Kublai Khan, who fought each other in the Toluid Civil War (1260–1264) and also dealt with challenges from the descendants of other sons of Genghis. Kublai successfully took power, but war ensued as he sought unsuccessfully to regain control of the Chagatayid and Ögedeid families. By the time of Kublai’s death in 1294, the Mongol Empire had fractured into four separate khanates or empires, each pursuing its own interests and objectives: the Golden Horde khanate in the northwest, the Chagatai Khanate in Central Asia, the Ilkhanate in Iran, and the Yuan dynasty in China, based in modern-day Beijing. In 1304, during the reign of Temür, the three western khanates accepted the suzerainty of the Yuan dynasty.

The Kubla Khan mentioned above is the self-same fellow written of by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, if I remember right. No less exalted a literary personage than the incomparable Rudyard Kipling memorialized Coleridge’s short pome thusly: “Remember that in all the millions permitted there are no more than five—five little lines—of which one can say: ‘These are the pure Magic. These are the clear vision. The rest is only poetry’.”

I shan’t argue. I still remember—having been brought up in the long-gone days when the government schools were in fact schools and not indoctrination centers and therefore still bothered to teach their young charges about the foundation-stones of Western arts and letters such as Sam Coleridge and Rudyard Kipling, to name but two—the opening couplet of Coleridge’s opium-fueled flight of fancy:

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree

Meh, that stuff’s old as dirt, older than that musty, dusty, rusty US Constitution thingamabobber, if such a thing is possible. Probably isn’t even an XboX version of it available, I betcher. I mean, seriously, dude: “Xanadu”? “Kubla Whatsit”? “Damsels with dulcimers,” whatever those might be, sitting around drunk off their asses on “the milk of Paradise,” all that other horsepuckey? SNOOZAPALOOZA!!!

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Serendipitous musicallality

Woke up at around 3, 3:30 this morning with a post about Aerosmith already assembling itself in my head when somehow, some way, the incomparable Barrence Whitfield elbowed his way into my creative process. I dragged myself up out of bed, went to the can to take a leak (bipedal males should take a moment to thank their lucky stars for being able to enjoy life’s simple pleasure of standing up to pee), grabbed a cup of java, and off we go…

I first got hipped to the man they call the Round Mound Of Beantown Sound and his fine band back then, the Savages, when I was living in the town of Ocean Drive, SC by a DJ who gigged weekly at the bar I worked at, Fat Harold’s HOTO Tiki Bar location—Harold’s On The Ocean, that would be— beachfront under the grand old Ocean Drive Beach and Golf Resort. HOTO’s is still around, or it was last time I was down thataway a few years ago, at least. Sadly, Fat Harold, the old skimflimp (in Pogo parlance), is long gone himself.

Harold’s other joint (of three, actually), only a cpl-three blocks up the way (a tumbledown little roadhouse with a big outdoor dance-deck yclept the Pad), is of course a bona fide legend in the Shagger/Beach music community. To be honest—even though I’ve been going to OD, Myrtle Beach, and Cherry Grove ever since I was a little kid and even spent a summer living in OD and bartending for Fat Harold back in the early 80s—I’ve never once set foot in the Pad for some odd reason, couldn’t tell you why. Never learned how to dance the Shag either, although years after he died my mom shocked the living hell out of me with the revelation that my dad had actually been a world-class Shag dancer, even had a big box full of trophies he’d won in various Shag competitions stuck up in a corner of the attic someplace. Blew my mind, I tells ya, I did NOT see that coming. Dad never said a word about it, not that I ever heard.

At any rate, modern Beach music sucks the big green weenie if you ask me, although the early stuff—basically just good old-school R&B and rock and roll, mixed with a little smidge of real true blues—is a whole ’nother story. Judged by that definition, this makes Barrence’s stuff the genuine Beach music article, no more nor less, so small wonder a DJ at HOTO’s would be playing him. First up, dig if you will this perfect-for-Halloween selection: “Bloody Mary.”

The rest of the Barrence Whitfield tunes I’ll tuck below the fold. Take my word for it, you’re not gonna want to miss a one of these gems; in my whole entire life, I’ve never heard anybody quite like the guy.

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American music

Wherein the great Aaron Copland demonstrates once again why he tops the very short list* of American composers who truly, truly matter.

*That list consists, in my not at all humble opinion, of three (3) names: Copland, George Gershwin, and Lenny Bernstein. Although I freely admit that a damned good case could be made for including Ray “The Genius” Charles on that list also.

Update! I’ve run this one before, but what the hell, I see no reason to resist an encore: the National Youth Orchestra’s spirited performance of the well-known and ever-popular companion piece to the above “Saturday Night Waltz” from Copland’s Rodeo—HOE-DOWN!

Any questions on why I call him the GREAT Aaron Copland, people?

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Vichy GOPe: Putative "Republicans" who talk a great game but never can seem to find a hill they consider worth dying on; Quislings, Petains, Benedicts, backstabbers, fake phony frauds

Fake Phony Fraud(s), S'faccim: two excellent descriptors coined by the late great WABC host Bob Grant which are interchangeable, both meaning as they do pretty much the same thing

Mordor On The Potomac: Washington, DC

The Enemy: shitlibs, Progtards, Leftards, Swamp critters, et al ad nauseum

Burn, Loot, Murder: what the misleading acronym BLM really stands for

pAntiFa: an alternative spelling of "fascist scum"

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"America is at that awkward stage. It's too late to work within the system, but too early to shoot the bastards."
Claire Wolfe, 101 Things to Do 'Til the Revolution

Claire's Cabal—The Freedom Forums

FREEDOM!!!

"There are men in all ages who mean to govern well, but they mean to govern. They promise to be good masters, but they mean to be masters."
Daniel Webster

“When I was young I was depressed all the time. But suicide no longer seemed a possibility in my life. At my age there was very little left to kill.”
Charles Bukowski

“A slave is one who waits for someone to come and free him.”
Ezra Pound

“The illusion of freedom will continue as long as it’s profitable to continue the illusion. At the point where the illusion becomes too expensive to maintain, they will just take down the scenery, they will pull back the curtains, they will move the tables and chairs out of the way and you will see the brick wall at the back of the theater.”
Frank Zappa

“The right of a nation to kill a tyrant in case of necessity can no more be doubted than to hang a robber, or kill a flea.”
John Adams

"A society of sheep must in time beget a government of wolves."
Bertrand de Jouvenel

"It is terrible to contemplate how few politicians are hanged."
GK Chesterton

"I predict that the Bush administration will be seen by freedom-wishing Americans a generation or two hence as the hinge on the cell door locking up our freedom. When my children are my age, they will not be free in any recognizably traditional American meaning of the word. I’d tell them to emigrate, but there’s nowhere left to go. I am left with nauseating near-conviction that I am a member of the last generation in the history of the world that is minimally truly free."
Donald Surber

"The only way to live free is to live unobserved."
Etienne de la Boiete

"History does not long entrust the care of freedom to the weak or the timid."
Dwight D. Eisenhower

"To put it simply, the Left is the stupid and the insane, led by the evil. You can’t persuade the stupid or the insane and you had damn well better fight the evil."
Skeptic

"There is no better way to stamp your power on people than through the dead hand of bureaucracy. You cannot reason with paperwork."
David Black, from Turn Left For Gibraltar

"If the laws of God and men, are therefore of no effect, when the magistracy is left at liberty to break them; and if the lusts of those who are too strong for the tribunals of justice, cannot be otherwise restrained than by sedition, tumults and war, those seditions, tumults and wars, are justified by the laws of God and man."
John Adams

"The limits of tyranny are prescribed by the endurance of those whom they oppress."
Frederick Douglass

"Give me the media and I will make of any nation a herd of swine."
Joseph Goebbels

“I hope we once again have reminded people that man is not free unless government is limited. There’s a clear cause and effect here that is as neat and predictable as a law of physics: As government expands, liberty contracts.”
Ronald Reagan

"Ain't no misunderstanding this war. They want to rule us and aim to do it. We aim not to allow it. All there is to it."
NC Reed, from Parno's Peril

"I just want a government that fits in the box it originally came in."
Bill Whittle

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