This live Schoolhouse Rock cuts out after a minute or so, sorry.
Jack Sheldon provided that perfect railcar voice (suck it, Boxcar Willie), and opened for Lenny Bruce, and played trumpet for jazz artists of the 1950’s and eventually Merv Griffin.
Here’s Your Chance
I know Monkeystador has been trying to attract Pussy Riot’s attention for awhile. Well, they’re playing in Tulsa!
You know it’s true because you read it in Pitchfork!
Pussy Riot will receive the Woody Guthrie Prize in Tulsa, Oklahoma, on May 6, and perform at the city’s Cain’s Ballroom that evening. The prize is given annually to an artist who “best exemplifies Guthrie’s spirit and work by speaking for the less fortunate through music, film, literature, dance or other art forms and serving as a positive force for social change.” The ceremony is part of the Woody Guthrie Center’s 10th anniversary celebration, which takes place from May 5 to 7.
Tulsa is a fun town. Surprisingly hip. We can go to the Dylan Archives while we’re there.
Taschen Is At It Again
I’m Working Too Hard
Both proof that one needn’t be especially proficient as a musician to write killer songs AND an explanation for my recent blargh absence.
The Nerves weren’t around too long but are regarded by some as ground zero for the LA punk and power pop scene. Drummer Paul Collins went on to form The Beat (“Rock N Roll Girl,” “I Don’t Fit In”), bassist Peter Case formed The Plimsouls (“A Million Miles Away”), and guitarist Jack Lee’s song “Hanging on the Telephone” became a massive hit for Blondie when they covered it on Parallel Lines in 1978.
And here’s Collins a few years later with The Beat …
I’m Thankful For This
Favorite YouTube comments …
I never thought angels would need us to pray for them
Inspirational. Being late 40’s, even 50 has yet to stop Corey in his career as a child star.
As a single working class parent through all my struggles trials and tribulations sometimes it’s hard to even feel human and even as the cost of living is going up suffocating me this song some how gives me the strength to get up in the morning and turn the today show OFF
I wish I had this kind of confidence in my life
My Latest Obsession
Rock Band Stems! Here’s “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road,” which I’ve listened to a few times. I’m hearing lyrics I’ve never successfully deciphered before!
0:00 Bass
3:17 Drums
5:50 Electric Guitars
8:26 Strings
11:32 Piano
14:56 Vocals
Nice Gig
But today was the first time someone actually needed dumpster access mid-set… he was really reluctant about interrupting us, if only he knew how psyched we were to have someone throwing garbage into the very dumpster we chose. We were downright giddy. pic.twitter.com/n3Rw22G8Nz
— Brian Rosenworcel (@Bowl_of_Worcel) November 10, 2022
What, Me Worry?
Gone but not forgotten!
This video is only concerned with the artists who contributed to Mad in it’s first two decades – even if some of them carried on for longer. I’ve got nothing against those who came later but I’m selfishly only dealing with the ones who inspired and influenced me as I grew up. They taught me more than 4 years of college ever did. Apparently in the early Kurtzman comic years Mad was printed in colour, although all the examples I found were black and white only, and according to a particularly grumpy viewer Dave Berg didn’t die until 2002. Mea culpa.
They Called Her … The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane
This trailer scared the shit out of me as a kid. Turns out, it’s based on an excellent Laird Koenig book from 1974. I just finished it on Kindle, so I may have to see if I can find the movie streaming somewhere.