Catchy Tuesday features Bastard-sanctioned outfit The Chats, with a classic band television interview.
Rip It Up
We may never know what happened to Elvis.
If only I knew some well-connected Memphians.
Enjoy Mr. Pop.
Are You Loathsome Tonight?
I think I could put almost any modern country song here, as they are nearly all appalling. The dopey two-step beats, the horrible twang, the cowboy hat affectation, the utter lack of curiosity or twist in the songwriting – i.e. it’s funny that you love your country when you haven’t explored it beyond your barn.
Enjoy!
All Your Face Are Belong To Us
For $29.99 a month, a website called PimEyes offers a potentially dangerous superpower from the world of science fiction: the ability to search for a face, finding obscure photos that would otherwise have been as safe as the proverbial needle in the vast digital haystack of the internet.
A search takes mere seconds. You upload a photo of a face, check a box agreeing to the terms of service and then get a grid of photos of faces deemed similar, with links to where they appear on the internet. The New York Times used PimEyes on the faces of a dozen Times journalists, with their consent, to test its powers.
PimEyes found photos of every person, some that the journalists had never seen before, even when they were wearing sunglasses or a mask, or their face was turned away from the camera, in the image used to conduct the search.
I’m sure that this technology will only be used for noble pursuits.
Freak Out, Freaks
This Was Quite A Ride
… experiencing it as it happened, and now watching this.
Some solid tunes amidst the abhorrent soft rock. Boney M was in here two or three times and I swear I’ve never heard of them.
Aliens!
In his recent biograpy, Living on a Thin Line, Dave Davies reports that aliens re-routed his sexual energy:
The 75-year-old rock star believes his mind was overtaken by aliens in 1982, when on tour in the US, and Dave claims they “blocked any sensation down there.”
He explained: “They told me I must not have sex and, although I was able to walk normally, my groin and pelvis suddenly became numbed, like they’d blocked any sensation down there.
“The reason being, they told me, was they wanted to transmute my sexual energy to a higher vibrational level.”
Dave was preparing to play a gig in Virginia when “things got weird very quickly.”
The guitarist recalled feeling “oddly disembodied.”
“I couldn’t understand why I was feeling so peculiar. I didn’t feel physically ill. This was different.
Dave also remembers hearing voices in his own head.He said: “It was like my brain had flicked on a new psychic switch. After the initial jolt, I didn’t feel panicked or alarmed.
“These voices had a commanding presence, but were also non-threatening, calming even. My senses were overwhelmed.
“Where were these voices coming from? Were they floating close by? Or an alien force from many thousand miles away? I began to feel their presence.
“I could already hear them. Then I felt them physically and my nostrils were filled with different smells – again nothing unpleasant or sinister.
“In fact, the smells – of fresh flowers like jasmine and magnolia – had a fragrance so full I felt like I could have scooped them up with a spoon.”
Dave was with his lover Nancy Evans at the time, and he remembers being controlled by the “intelligences.”
He explained: “I’d entered into a telepathic exchange with mysterious beings. The intelligences, though, would only let me tell her what they wanted her to know.”
I’m going to need our resident Kinksologist to break this down,
but in the meantime enjoy some Kinks:
Tone Loco
So great. He thought it sucked but the producer told him to leave it in.
Mark Twain Should Win The Jon Stewart Prize
¿Por Qué No Los Dos?
I like BOTH versions of this tune. Apparently they’re from Memphis.