2005-02-26

To the person whose advertisement I saw in the entryway to Sioux Falls Music

Just a word of friendly advice: if a person is looking to sell something, that person should spell the item correctly on the sign advertising the sale. A good example would be "acoustic," which only has one 'c'.

This goes for anybody really, not just musicians. It's probably smart to spell things correctly if you're advertising their sale. The incorrect spellings tend to betray a lack of the item's true worth, or a lack of knowledge about the subject area. Maybe it's all part of your plot, I don't know.

Oh, and I would like everybody to go back up to the title of this post and read it out loud to themselves in a snotty voice. And say "ad-VER-tise-ment," not "AD-ver-tise-ment."

Trust me.

Why am I up at 7:25 a. m.?

2005-02-24

A few songs for the overnight (ten, to be exact)

1) Universal Sound - Kool & The Gang
2) This Is Not America - David Bowie & The Pat Metheny Group
3) Stomp Igor - by Robert Patterson - North Texas Wind Symphony
4) Wave/Mother Nature's Son - Brad Mehldau
5) Dirty Harri - Fred Wesley & The J. B.'s
6) Crash And Burn - Sheryl Crow
7) Ruby - The Apples In Stereo
8) No Such Thing - John Mayer
9) If You're Ready (Come Go With Me) - The Staples Singers
10) Hurts So Good - Millie Jackson

Sorry, John Cougar Mondale. Different song.

And as 11), Theme from "What's My Line?" plays (I believe it's one of those LeRoy Anderson ditties), I must take my repose, right in the middle of my bed, arms outstretched, crucifix-style.

He just kept the pose.

Driving home tonight, after playing at the Sunbird Lounge, I was driving peaceably up Minnesota Avenue, having turned off of Russell. A guy is wandering across (into?) the street, and I see him in more than enough time. I start to slow down. He slows down. I slow down some more. He seems to be moving into whatever path my car takes, on purpose. By the time I reach a full stop, he's about 50 feet away, standing crucifix-style in the middle of my lane, arms outstretched, head thrown back. As I drove carefully around him (veering to the left edge of the five-lane road), he just kept the pose.

So what did you guys do tonight?

2005-02-22

Fear And Loathing

What a strange day yesterday, finding out that Hunter S. Thompson died. Evidently he killed himself with a gun. He liked guns, and he liked living on and beyond the edge. One time he supposed he had enjoyed thirteen lives or so, occasions where he probably should have died, but pulled back from the precipice.

As I drove through Barstow, California, last April, I was reminded of the unforgettable first line of "Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas:" "We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs started to take hold." Thompson was at his best before he got famous; his madcap style of inserting himself irrevocably into the story, whatever he was covering, made him wildly successful. It drove editors nuts, it drove a bunch of youngsters into alternative journalism, and the fame probably drove Hunter mad. It appears his best work ended by 1978 or so, much like Stevie Wonder, and so it's easy to forget just how revolutionary he was.

Hunter S. Thompson was told by the still-unknown Jimmy Carter in 1975: If you run for president, I'll gladly support you! Thompson was best buddies with Ken Kesey and George McGovern, with Jann Wenner and Pat Buchanan. He, alone among the surviving counterculture icons, never really sold out. When "Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas" was finally made into a movie, Thompson made Johnny Depp live with him for four months, and called him "Ray" the whole time. When visiting journalists came by his place in rural Aspen, he would make them mow his lawn before he would grant an interview. He was assigned to do a story on motorcycle gangs in 1965, so he joined the roughest one... and got his ass stomped. For crying out loud, he invented a new genre, "gonzo" journalism. His buddy named it. So far, Thompson has proved rather inimitable in it, much like Marley's preeminence in reggae.

Thompson got the politics bug after covering the riots at the Democratic National Convention (he was assigned to cover the Convention itself, but had much more fun with the protesters). In early 1969 he and some of his buddies started the Freak Power ticket and ran their own candidate for mayor of Aspen, a 29-year-old biker dude named Joe. And he lost by ONE vote. In fact, it was the Aspen liberals who changed the election, voting for the Republican in a barely successful ploy to stave off Freak Power. Much like the Ventura win in Minnesota's gubernatorial race, Freak Power tapped into a deep apathy among young voters, and encouraged them to participate in the system in order to change it. When he ran for sheriff a couple years later, his campaign posters featured a red fist with a "Peyote" button. Thompson ran on what he described as a "straight mescaline ticket... marijuana got lost in the mix." He won 42% of the vote.

Thompson's book "Fear And Loathing: On The Campaign Trail '72" describes his experiences on the road during the Nixon-McGovern election. With ominous clarity, he talked of his admiration for McGovern but his worry that McGovern's "play-it-safe" approach after receiving the Democratic nomination would get him trounced in the national election. Shades of Howard Dean? One gets the impression that if a politician were to come out blazing, and keep up the pressure all the way through an election cycle, some amazing things could happen. That scenario is terribly unlikely, I know, but it's at least POSSIBLE, and we can imagine it because of people like Hunter S. Thompson.

One more thing: any of you Dead Pool Lottery players that had the Hunter S. Thompson-Sandra Dee-John Raitt ticket, see TBogg to collect your winnings.

Here's today's Random Ten, "H S T" edition:
1) Diamond Dogs - David Bowie
2) Theme From "The Muppet Show" - Spooncat! (March 2002 in Yankton)
3) Banana Co. (acoustic) - Radiohead
4) The Lost Generation - The Sly, Slick, And The Wicked
5) Will You Be There - Michael Jackson
6) We Do This - Prince
7) She Came In Through The Bathroom Window - The Beatles
8) Motion Picture Soundtrack - Christopher O'Riley
9) Ala Walee - Ernest Ranglin
10) The Scientist - Coldplay

2005-02-20

Weekend Wrap

First of all, congratulations to "Dig Bunny" and "Mack Truck (she's all right)" for entering the Spooncat! Ten Minute Club.

Second of all, a hearty thanks to all our friends who stopped by Phil's the last couple of nights. After a strange, sloppy, and oddly satisfying night of adventuring on Friday, last night's show was an all-star cavalcade of percussionists. A shout-out to the following people who joined us in song this weekend: Brian S. (slinky, vocals, percussion), JB (percussion), Moe (percussion), Spangler (percussion), Tobin (percussion), Dietr (kazoo!), Zachypoo (vocals and a rip-roaring birthday kazoo solo), The White Trash Prophet, and, of course, Dom (percussion). Yikes. Good yikes.

I'll gladly start collecting votes in the comments for Favorite Moment and Bullshit Moment of the weekend.

We'll be back at Phil's for St. Patrick's Day, armed with a few new songs, none of which will likely go to ten minutes. Although...

My vote for Favorite Moment was the country version of "Anyone" from late Saturday night. "Magic" was also, well, somewhat magical. My Bullshit Moment was those damn panties I was wearing on my head. There, now you'll all have to think of a different Bullshit Moment.

Tonight's Random Ten:
1) The Family And The Fishing Net - Peter Gabriel (Plays Live)
2) In Time - Earth, Wind & Fire (Faces)
3) Hometown Waltz - Rufus Wainwright (Want Two)
4) Machine - Various Artists (Burning For Buddy)
5) Spa Club Mania - This Wine Is Mine (A Love Leaflet)
6) Wonderful - india.arie (Acoustic Soul)
7) Good Thing - Fine Young Cannibals (The Raw & The Cooked)
8) I Am I Am - Smokey Robinson (The Ultimate Collection)
9) The Birth Of A Penguin (Part 2) - Danny Elfman (Batman Returns soundtrack)
10) Too Hot Ta Trot - The Commodores (The Best Of The Commodores)

2005-02-17

Mondale's Revenge

You see, this 80's superproject I'm doing with some other guys, we need a name. I would like to use "Mondale" in the name of the band, because I like to name my side projects after people who had no chance in the dice history rolled for them (see: The Solano Lopez Orquesta). Anyway, my first thought was to call it "Mondale's Revenge." Then, after a night of drinking with Mike Hart, we got it to "John Cougar Mondale," which is pretty damn good. He also referred to it the other day as "Just Another Manic Mondale."

Does anybody have any thoughts as to a Mondale name?

Maybe this Random 10 out of my 1410 Eighties hits will help:

1) Love Is The Seventh Wave - Sting
2) Mad About You - Belinda Carlisle
3) The Lover In Me - Sheena Easton
4) Holding On - Steve Winwood
5) Welcome To Heartlight - Kenny Loggins
6) Sex (I'm A...) - Berlin
7) Party All The Time - Eddie Murphy
8) Neutron Dance - The Pointer Sisters
9) Mirror Man - THe Human League
10) Your Wildest Dreams - The Moody Blues

I gotta admit, I got a soft spot for that Moody Blues tune. That's what designer drugs will do for you, I guess...

We'll see you all tomorrow. I'll bring the Lil' Debbies, you bring a change of clothes and your cleverest rhymes.

Today's Random Ten

1) Movies Of Myself - Rufus Wainwright
2) Sad Souvenirs - Marvin Gaye
3) Manhattan Style - Trio Da Paz
4) The Root - D'Angelo
5) The Simple Boy - Beta Band
6) Rikki Don't Lose That Number - Steely Dan
7) A Little In Love - Cliff Richard
8) A Little Soul - Pulp
9) Mourning Glory - Ween
10) I Will Be There - Glass Tiger

I tell you, the wretched 80's filler stuff can really be a buzzkill sometimes. I'm an ARCHIVIST. I don't care.

Jacky Terrasson is trying to tell me something about the wretched filler stuff: #11) "I Should Care."

2005-02-15

Sexy Satie

Erik Satie, a very eccentric French composer for the piano, wrote a piece that was a 32 bar snippet... repeated 800 times. The piece was performed several times in America during the Fluxus and avant-garde heydays of the Sixties, and two or more piano players would rotate in shifts to perform the work, which would take longer than a day to complete. Audience members describe the initial pleasure of the melody and tune, turning to discomfort as it repeats, turning to revulsion as it pounds away into your conscience, and then... and then you lose track of time. The clarity of thought, or the meditative setting, or whatever it may be for that particular audience member, is stunning and irreplaceable. Anyway, were a long way from the Fluxus movement, and I guess this is a long way of saying NO, Willis P, the next inductee into the Ten Minute Club will not be "Gene The Dancin' Machine" from the Gong Show, repeated as often as tolerable. NO.

However, I admire the research Willis P has done on the existing Ten Minute Club. Willis is exactly right on his three certainties (Half, Breathe In, King Rat) and his three hunches (How To Run The World, 2 In The Bag, Men From Mars). Those are six of the nine members. The other three: All U Got 2 Do Is Ask (in the early days, when this song would occasionally play the role of closer, it got pretty interminable), Whatcha Tryin' To Do (one night at Phil's I chose to name all the presidents during the breakdown and we really built up some momentum...), and Propaganda.

Willis is also right about a couple of nine minute songs, although he can't verify they ever went ten: Sittin' On Top Of The World, My Old School, This Is What I Say, We Must Keep Going (version 2), Pump Zooey, Soon, and Monkey Boy have all crossed nine. Even if you count the Kool & The Gang trilogy as one tune (Hollywood Swinging, Rhyme Time People, and Spirit Of The Boogie), it still only topped out at 9:09. By 2001, we had "refined" our act to the point that very few tunes got to be that long. Still a lot of lengthy jams, but switching gears more often.

So this weekend, which tune or tunes should cross over, as it were? Should it be a funk bomb, like I'm Gonna Make It? A groovy tune off the new album, like Dig Bunny or Anyone? A forgotten original, like 8 Hours or Pump Zooey? Don't miss it, folks! Or, at least, don't miss more than the first five or six minutes...

A helpful smile in 70's style

Dateline Hy-Vee: February 15, 2005

What a bonanza for Jeremy, as he picked up paper products, some Honey Nut Cheerios, a new toothbrush, and other stuff. First was "Family Affair" by Sly And The Family Stone, followed by "Mama Told Me (Not To Come)" by Three Dog Night. Lastly, as I'm in line to checkout, I could faintly hear it. Was it? Really? Was this too good to be true? Then, as I took my bags and strolled out the door, I heard it. "Get It On (Bang A Gong)" by T. Rex.

Here's to you, Hy-Vee.

I'll have to make a special trip Friday to pick up some Oatmeal Creme Pies, maybe even some... Star Crunch?

Is it a lot?

2005-02-14

The ten-minute club

One of my goals for this weekend's shows at Phil's Pub is to introduce a new Spooncat! song into the Ten-Minute Club. Over the years, we've been known to, um, meander once in a while and quite a few of our songs have gone over ten minutes at various shows at various stages of our "development." I think we need to play a song for ten minutes this weekend, a song that's never been that long before!

So, two questions for you all:

1) which song should it be?

2) can you name the nine confirmed members of the Ten Minute Club? There are a bunch of songs on the margins, where I know we've done long versions, even nine and a half minutes, but that I CAN'T CONFIRM ever went over ten. Willis P Styles, are you up to the challenge?

Finally, why not a Random One list, from the Ten-Minute Club:

1) King Rat, 16:13 - January 22, 1999 at Phil's Pub.

Naps goes, "We have one remaining number... no--make that eight hundred!"
Yahmo goes, "What is this, the fucking Olympics?"
The 'Sha goes: "If you'd like to hear a groove, press one. If you'd like to..."
Yahmo goes: "WHO'S PLOWED?!? YEAHHH!!!"
All-Pro Sandberg grabs the mic: "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IF YOU DON'T GET UP NOW, YOU DON'T GET UP EVER!!"

January 1999 was a loud, plowed time, for all of us. We'll do our best to continue the tradition in four days.

It's a pretty good day to be a Minnesota sports fan

Today, two momentous events are announced in the annals of Minnesota sports history: first, Arizona businessman Reggie Fowler and Vikings owner Red McCombs have apparently agreed in principle on the sale of the team. Fowler and his group of investors must pass muster with the ruthless NFL Finance Committee, but should that happen, I suspect Fowler will have no trouble garnering the 75% of other owners' votes needed to join the club. Secondly, Twins ace Johan Santana signed a four year, 40 million dollar contract with the team, guaranteeing his services for the next four seasons.

Four seasons is an eternity in professional sports. For instance, four years ago, the Twins best starter was Joe Mays. Joe Mays! He had one good year, and that was it. Eric Milton and Cristian Guzman made the American League All-Star team, and now very few Twins fans are disappointed to see them on other teams. Eddie Guardado was not yet the team's closer, and Joe Mauer hadn't finished high school. A lot changes in four years.

This signing isn't a smart fiscal move, but it's a very smart political move by Terry Ryan and the Twins. Realistically, the Twins, even if they had lost the scheduled arbitration hearing for Santana, only needed to pay him about 6.8 mil. Next year, a reasonable raise after a similarly spectacular season would net him 10. After that, he'd be a free agent, and the Twins could reasonably compete on the open market for his services. The team has done this twice with Brad Radke, and it appears they value solid starting pitching more than any other commodity, an astute baseball decision. Anyway, the next four years under that scenario would cost maybe 44 million, a 10% raise over this guaranteed money, and it would have the benefit of two more offseasons to gauge Santana's health and durability. Remember, last year was the first time Santana pitched a bunch of innings. After Joe Mays' breakout season of 2001, the team rewarded him with a 4 year, 29 million dollar contract, and he's been hurt or lousy ever since. The expensive signing of Eric Milton after the 2000 season is similarly viewed as a risky business move. However, Santana is not like any recent Twin. Simply put, he very well could be the best pitcher on the planet for the life of this contract, and the Twins couldn't afford to let him go. The more political component of the signing is probably even more important: Santana's a big name, and the Twins signed him. As small-market teams see their top players leave for greener pastures (the pun is inherent, isn't it?), the Twins kept theirs. They have Morneau and Mauer signed for cheap for the next three years, and they have exclusive rights for the next five. Radke and Hunter and Silva are signed through 2006. There is a stable of newcomers in the pitching staffs of their minor-league affiliates, and there are a bunch of major-league ready arms at AAA, like Scott Baker and J. D. Durbin and Boof Bonser and Dave Gassner. Last year, the Twins didn't have this luxury, and they ended up signing the ageless Terry Mulholland to pitch for their team. If Mulholland wasn't available, one suspects the Twins would have signed the junkballing veteran from the movie Major League. "Up your butt, Jobu." They were a bit desperate.

Needless to say, I'm excited about the Twins. They have question marks, but some very emphatic exclamation points as well, and all the key parts of their team appear locked in for this year and the next. Is it April yet?

Now, in the other news, Reggie Fowler is poised to become the first black owner of a professional franchise. He's a former pro player, and I think he'll strive to win on the field, rather than just in the balance books. Hopefully, each of these teams will get new stadiums to play in. I certainly don't blame the taxpayers for voting down rotten proposals. I blame Red McCombs and Carl Pohlad for being avaricious in their greed and shortsightedness. Hopefully, Fowler will be different. He's already had substantive meetings with Anoka County, and a 750-acre site in Blaine has already been approved, as well as a sales-tax to finance the building costs in part. A new owner looks to be competitive and make a splash. The first BLACK owner will be scrutinized needlessly and far too much; but it will probably result in a lot of care and attention to the product, the Minnesota Vikings of the next couple years.

There! Look! Both of these things are fixed now! It's just like the wedding day, where you can't imagine any of the awful things that will stem from what looked like a terrific development at the time. Hey look, I've become bi-pedal! Now we humans will be able to farm the land! What's that smoke?

February 14: Random Ten, special love edition

Now, before I start, clearly I have enough soul music (and wretched 80's smashes) that I should be able to produce some real winners (?) in this list.

1) Your Love - The Outfield
2) The Power Of Love - Huey Lewis & The News. The Eighties are, um, winning so far.
3) Recipe For Love - Harry Connick, Jr.
4) Method Of Modern Love - Hall & Oates
5) I Love Rock 'N Roll - Joan Jett & The Blackhearts
6) A Child Is Born - A South Dakota Acoustic Christmas. From 2002's "Light Of Love" show, where me and Sugar D guested...
7) Who Loves You Better - Lyle Lovett
8) Love To Be Loved - Peter Gabriel
9) Love Jones - The Brighter Side Of Darkness
10) Stone Love - Kool & The Gang.

Well, that's about as dispassionate a "love" list as you can get, I suppose. And how about the God-awful production on the 1987 Kool & The Gang sound? Believe it or not, that was the SAME BAND that recorded Jungle Boogie, back when real instruments were used.

Okay, I'll do a funk and soul music only Random Ten:

1) Respect Yourself - The Staples Singers
2) My Precious World - Desmond Dekker
3) Dynamite - Sly & The Family Stone
4) I Don't Want Nobody To Give Me Nothing (Open Up The Door, I'll Get It Myself) - James Brown
5) Headline News - Edwin Starr
6) Let's Get Serious - Jermaine Jackson
7) You Must Believe Me - The Impressions
8) Stop Draggin' Around - Lenny Kravitz
9) You Can Leave Your Hat On - Joe Cocker
10) Higher - Robert Blackwater's Blackwater Surprise
11) Annie Christian - Prince
12) Fly Like An Eagle - The Neville Brothers
13) The Bump - The Commodores
14) I Can't Wait - Greazy Meal
15) Don't Say Goodnight (It's Time For Love), pts. 1 & 2 - The Isley Brothers

There. I just figured I'd keep going until I found at least one love song. I have to admit, I like the way my iTunes is thinking today.

Okay. Enough Isley Brothers.

2005-02-12

"Dave..."

So, last night I stopped by the Top Hat for last call after my jazz gig, and this guy is there with whom I had entered into a conversation about '80's hits maybe a week ago. And he recognizes me and goes, "I thought of one! It's that short Canadian guy, you know..."

"Bryan Adams?"

"No."

"Good. You thinkin' of Corey Hart?" I start singing a little bit from "Sunglasses At Night." He shakes his head, and he appears to be getting frustrated that I can't read his mind.

"Men Without Hats? Loverboy?" I was naming any Canadian bands or artists I could think of. He says, "No, COME ON! This guy was a heartthrob. Early eighties! Dave something. Dave..."

At this point Troy Randall has wandered toward the table and points to the guy and goes "Rick Springfield."

"That's the guy!"

Here's a toast to Dave Rick and all his hitz

2005-02-10

Today's word: caterwaul

What a great word "caterwaul" is. I think everyone should try to use it in a sentence today.

Here's a word I don't care for: "tanning."

Particles And Waves

Next weekend, February 18-19, Spooncat! is doing shows at Phil's Pub. Mark your calendars for these, the "Particles And Waves" shows. Let's all celebrate the duality of light's composition! Perhaps, very late in the night, after he's done with his gigs, we'll feature birthday boy Joel Brovoleit on the steamiest trombone Phil's has ever heard!

It will certainly be an occasion for Bronko to play a little trombone, however drunk. The most egregious example of this was probably February 17, 1997. That night, a Monday at Phil's, was Rainmaker's very first night with the band. At the end of the show we careened into a fifteen-minute version of "All U Got 2 Do Is Ask," where I implored Jon to play, since it was his birthday anyway. Jon starts out by doing his fifth-grader-on-the-trombone impression, which is funny as hell, but then, as I listen back to what he played AFTER the fifth-grade stuff, well, that only sounds to me like eighth grade or so. Still funny as hell, but in a more uncomfortable way. Sort of like the difference between when baby drools (cute) and when grandpa drools (not so much).

Here's a sample of actual dialogue from Monday, February 17, 1997, at Phil's Pub:

Napoleon: "There's going to be at least eight thousand people there, wearing nothing but army fatigues... and derbies like, from World War I."
Captain: "Derbies?"
Bronko: "You know, like the horses."
Napoleon: "WORLD WAR ONE!
'Sha: "You can blend in..."

That was also the night that Trixie and I decided that it would be better off if we were just friends. "Dom, I think I've found the perfect woman for you. If Omar would move out of the way, say hello to... Trixie!"

The setlist from show 2, captured for all posterity, shitty mix and all, on tape cassette: Bronko's Groove (something we drunkenly made up), The Gist, Propaganda, Bias, How To Run The World, This Is What I Say, an interlude I've titled "Rub Her Nose," Mack Truck, Don't Do It, and All U Got 2 Do Is Ask.

How about a round of applause for the Rainmaker and the eight-year anniversary of his first gig with the Spooncats!

I'll be making it up as I go along this weekend.

The next three nights I will be doing jazz gigs in Sioux Falls; tonight at the Brickhouse Brewery, with the Sioux Falls Big Band, from 7:30-10:30 (note the early start), and Friday and Saturday with the esteemed Standard Time downstairs at the esteemed Touch Of Europe. I'll be making it up as I go along...

Also, on Friday, I'm pleased to announce that the Yankton High School Band will be performing a composition of mine at the South Dakota Music Teachers Inservice and SDBA convention in Brookings. The piece, "Custer's Band", is regional-specific about Yankton and the Dakota Territories' first real celebrity musicians, the group led by Felix Vinatieri (yes, relation to Adam!) that was hired by General Custer to accompany him on his travels. Travels might be too nice a word. Okay, so I named a composition after a genocidal lunatic! To be fair, Custer's band didn't do any of the massacres, they just played tunes, and they acted as makeshift medics when things went very wrong.

Tomorrow night there is also a cool show happening. Several area songwriters, including our best friend Doktor Barkey, will be performing a show where the proceeds benefit some worthy cause, like tsunami stuff. You know what they say: "A friend is someone who will help you move. A BEST friend is someone who will help you move... a body."

Here's another question: Is there a pop tune already out there that samples the drumbeat from "Dizzy" by Tommy Roe? As I was walking down to the Smeggwein residence last night, it sure seemed like that Dizzy beat was blaring from someone's vehicle, and these two white girls were all groovin' to it. I could probably look this up, but the process of discovery would be more interesting if a reader has the information at their fingertips. Thank you...

Here's today's Thursday Ten, where you need consecutive T's to play:

1) Soul Dance Number Three - Wilson Pickett. What a strange name - are you telling me Wilson only came up with three of these. Certainly he had many more, both before this and even a few after this. Why is this one the only song he couldn't name?
2) Head Over Heels - Go-Go's. Charlotte Caffey is one of the writers. What's weird about this is that somebody feels strongly enough about the Go-Go's to fill out the "composer" information on iTunes. I only do that with classical genres.
3) The Fitted Shirt - Spoon. Yessssssss.....
4) When The World Ends - Dave Matthews Band. Again, yesssss.... By now, I've forgotten all about how loud that clap is on the chorus of the Go-Go's song.
5) What Do You Do/The Glory Of Love - Lyle Lovett. A period piece from the first Large Band album.
6) Little Wonder - David Bowie
7) Hottentot - John Scofield. From "A-Go-Go," a terrifically groovy album where Scofield teamed up with the Medeski, Martin & Wood boys.
8) Shipbuilding - Elvis Costello & The Attractions. Yesssss...
9) She Still Loves Him - Jellyfish. The "Bellybutton" album is one of those that you stumble upon. It wasn't on the radio, but somebody you know tells you you HAVE to hear it. Once you do, you're hooked.
10) Absolute - Scritti Politti.

What a good list. Notice the dominance of pop/rock tunes on the double T list.
And as they all pack up their gear to go home, Bill Evans is on with number eleven, "Melancholy Baby." Go, cat.

2005-02-07

Ten Ten

Here's the "ten" random ten:

1) "Tender Is The Night" - Jackson Browne
2) "Back On The Chain Gang" - The Pretenders
3) "Lullaby For Kirsten" (by Leslie Bassett) - North Texas Wind Symphony
4) Listening Wind - Talking Heads
5) "Wild Wild Life" (Extended Mix) - Talking Heads
6) "Tears At The Birthday Party" - Elvis Costello with Burt Bacharach (due to the silly "easy listening" categorization)
7) "Somewhere Down The Road" - Barry Manilow (fucking ditto)
8) "Tenderness" - General Public
9) "Stop, Look and Listen" - Belle & Sebastian
10) "Tighten Up" - Archie Bell & The Drells

I tell you what, that Barry Manilow song might be the WORST eighties song I have added to the iTunes yet. But, you see, I'm an ARCHIVIST. And Archie Bell and Belle and Sebastian sounded great this morning.

11) "Too Many Wounds" - Hank Harris. What the hell? This is an absolutely terrific song, but Hank's 2002 album "Fantasyland" is anything but EASY listening. Wow.

Dateline Hy-Vee: February 7

"Machine Gun" by the Commodores. It sounded terrific, too.

The Legitimacy of the Unnamed

One of the common de-humanizing elements of slavery, such as that practiced in our country until 1865 or so, was the tendency for slave-owners to avoid calling their possessions by name. Once you give something a name, perhaps you have to spend more attention on it, and it enters the part of your brain where all the other stuff with names is, like puppies or your own children. Names are important. My hunch is that there is a bit of the "don't-name-it" psychology at work with the largest problem, by far, facing the human race and its continued existence: global warming.

I haven't seen "it" called "global warming" much lately, and I suppose that can't be coincidental. After all, the Administration has continually shifted its Newspeak when it comes to Social Security, referring to "privatization" until they realized no one wants that, and then "private accounts" and then, currently, to "personal accounts," which polls better, and even "personal security investment accounts," which Brit Hume used with a straight face the other day. The words matter. Orwell knew that, and the leaders he lambasted so cleverly certainly knew that, and know that. So, I've seen "climate change" bandied about (although a better description might be "climate destruction"). How bad will it be? We don't know, exactly. The recent comprehensive studies ALL appear to tell us "it" will be worse than we thought. Maybe "it" doesn't have a name because "it" is not easily defineable.

Well, I'll call it "global warming", even though the acceleration of that warming may paradoxically bring on a rapid new Ice Age. It would happen if the Gulf Stream collapses. The Gulf Stream, you probably know, is the warm circular flow of air that makes New England and most of Europe different from Siberia. If that collapses, they clearly can't have games in Fenway Park anymore, because the air temperature would never rise to a point where all the snow would melt. It would be winter all the time. Days like last Friday would happen, where it was 64ยบ F in Sioux Falls, and those days would be treated as the anomalies that they are. How likely is this scenario? It has a 45% chance of occurring this century, according the world's largest consortium of climatologists. Another European study warns that the Gulf Stream collapse is 70% likely if current pollution trends continue. And remember, Europe has nothing to gain my making this stuff up.

As I was growing up, I remember being fascinated by the heights of the world's tallest mountains, especially Mount Everest. Revised in 1999, the mountain's official height is 29,035 feet. That's rock, though; the surveyors make it a point to ignore the snowpack at the peak of the mountain. In any case, Mt. Everest has lost a little over four feet of ice in the last few years. That shouldn't seem like a big deal. Four feet. Even if it does mean that, obviously, the entire Himalayan region has lost a few feet of ice in the last few years. Still, no biggie. How much flooding and damage can four feet of methodical, gradual melting do?

Not much, except most of the animals at the bottom of the mountain have had their habitats change as a result of the extra water. Again, this stuff, in isolation, doesn't seem like a big deal. It certainly doesn't sound unmanageable.

Although the Himalayas aren't where most of the ice is. Most of the ice is in Antarctica, where half of the thickness of the sea ice has been lost over the course of thirty years. A chunk the size of Rhode Island broke off last year, causing radio host Tony Kornheiser to say "That's not news? FREAKING RHODE ISLAND?!" It was very funny stuff, but, alas, apparently it isn't big news. There are sheets of ice the size of Texas in the intricate pile of Antarctica, and it's melting. The new studies indicate that sea level projections were very conservative in earlier rounds of climate predictions. It's likely that warming has already started in earnest, that weather-based natural disasters will only become more damaging and more frequent, and that human society may reach the point of no return in only a few years.

All scary stuff, but what are the odds of the ice sheets actually melting, and the sea levels rising, say, 3 or 4 feet? According to the projections by Nobel Laureates, as well as the UN-commissioned study, and even the new study by American climatologists, the odds of that are... 100%. Still, what's four feet? Build a wall, right? So a few beach houses need to be moved or refortified, or something. After all, the only U. S. towns that would be heavily damaged by a permanent rise in sea level are Seattle, Portland, Los Angeles, Oakland, San Fransisco, San Diego, Long Beach, San Jose, New Orleans, Miami, Washington, D. C., New York, Chicago, Detroit, Buffalo, and Boston, among many others. If the Greenland ice sheet melts, even one-tenth of it (this would happen if the Gulf Stream collapses, because the warm air that is normally pushed up by the cooling effect of ice sinking in the water would reverse, staying in the Greenland area), London and Paris and Oslo and Stockholm and Madrid and Copenhagen and, well, basically Europe has a lot of adjusting to do... The fact is, about nine out of every ten people lives right by water. They're the only ones who are immediately affected by these dire projections.

Sioux Falls isn't even affected, not by that. We would have other problems to deal with. What would we eat? Where would we get our petroleum, once the port cities are submerged? Even if we figure out how to maintain shipping lanes in the U. S., how will they fare in Caracas or Aden or Riyadh or Cairo or Kuwait City? I'm just asking. I don't know the answer. And also, would we be prepared to deal with the new tropical diseases that previously never entered our region of the U. S.? Bugs will move. It's easier for them. And there's a lot of them. What's the percentage of all animal life that are bugs? Eighty, something like that? I have no worries that the bugs will be able to shake off any losses they sustain in their "transition habitats." They made it pretty well through the last major extinction period. Oh, and one more thing: where will all the people from the coasts move to?

Global warming presents real dilemmas for society's survival. Our current political parties seem to be doing nothing about it, the gravest form of neglect. I mean really, this administration, in spite of the vast professional, specialized analysis to the contrary, still believed that Iraq had killer weapons, and we invaded. Seriously, the rationale has come to "we couldn't take the chance." And yet global warming, where there is MUCH LESS disagreement among the world's specialists in the climate-related disciplines, the government's attitude appears to be: unless you can totally prove it, I don't believe it. And there may be more to it than that. Sadly, many public figures are unconcerned about the prospects of global catastrophe because they feel it won't come to that: Jesus will return and save them. Take that, carbon dioxide! I know, I know, it seems smarmy, but it's true. James Watt was Reagan's first Secretary of the Interior. In 1981 he derided the pleas of environmentalists in much the same snarky language I used earlier: Jesus will come back, so it isn't an issue, etc. He got fired. Since then, public officials have been loathe to discuss this aspect of their faith publicly. But do you believe that End-Times mania is less now than it was in 1981? Do you really believe that government is less populated by fervent fundamentalists now than it was in 1981? If you honestly believe that, I have some oceanfront property to sell you. Sure, it's in Utah, but it's looking more and more like a savvy buy.

2005-02-05

A Saturday quickie

I didn't watch the State Of The Union address last Wednesday. I did read the transcript of the speech, however, as well as some wildly divergent analyses of the speech and its effectiveness. It does appear that there are many, many whoppers in the President's remarks, including a few of the baldest variety. It reminds of the words of one my friends, "I don't WANT politicians to tell me the truth! But we need better liars than this!"

Anyway, the SOTU isn't important, not today. For today, I announce to you that the State Of The Early Eighties Preservation Society is sound, and hopeful.

Speaking of sound:

1) China Girl - David Bowie
2) Too Shy - Kajagoogoo
3) I'll Tumble 4 Ya - Culture Club
4) I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues - Elton John
5) Crimson And Clover - Joan Jett & The Blackhearts
6) Too Much Time On My Hands - Styx
7) Miami Vice theme - Jan Hammer
8) Caught Up In You - 38 Special
9) Centerfield - John Fogerty
10) Freeze Frame - J. Geils Band

Give it up for roller rink tunes! GIVE IT!

2005-02-02

Here are a few songs you may not be aware that we used to perform.

"Apache Rose Peacock" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

"She Blinded Me With Science" by Thomas Dolby

"The Horse" by Cliff Nobles & Company

And of course, the theme from the television show "Taxi."

Three not-so-random tens... (It's thirty, really)

I'm really enjoying seeing other people's lists. How great a song is "Dear Catastrophe Waitress?"

First, a Random Ten from our All-Eighties bloc:

1) Less Cities, More Moving People - The Fixx
2) Mornin' Train (Nine To Five) - Sheena Easton
3) Opportunities (Let's Make Lots Of Money) - The Pet Shop Boys
4) Catch Me I'm Falling - Pretty Poison
5) Urgent - Foreigner
6) Me Myself And I - De La Soul
7) No Reply At All - Genesis
8) Someday - Glass Tiger
9) Let's Get Serious - Jermaine Jackson
10) Candy - Cameo

Jeebus. At some point, knowledge of 80's pop songs turns from an asset into a liability, don't you think?

All right, next up is a Random Ten from the Funk & Soul bloc:

1) Cruisin' - Smokey Robinson
2) Precious, Precious - Jackie Moore
3) Baby Let Me Kiss You - King Floyd
4) Don't Wonder Why - Stevie Wonder
5) Future Shock (Dance Your Pants Off) - J. B.'s
6) An Introduction To The J. B.'s/Doing It Do Death - J. B.'s
7) The Plan - Poets Of Rhythm
8) Practice What You Preach - Poets Of Rhythm
9) My Girl - The Temptations
10) Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin) - Sly & The Family Stone

I've played three of these before (1, 9, and 10). The J. B.'s and The Poets Of Rhythm show up twice, which is just one of them random things, I guess. The Introduction To The J. B.'s is the one where the announcer guy with the famously hip voice says, "Ladies and gentlemen, there are seven acknowledged Wonders of the World. YOU are a-bout to witness the eighth!" Good stuff.

Finally, the all-Spooncat! random ten:

1) Now I Have To Frost This Cake Now (alternate mix)
2) Magic (Seven Trillion Bunnies)
3) Satellite - Poppadox, September 7, 2001
4) 2 In The Bag (album version)
5) Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin) - Skinner's (Brookings), May 1, 2002
6) Champions Of Hockey (demo)
7) Open Sesame pt. 2 (Kool & The Gang cover) - Poppadox, March 16, 2001
8) Breathe In - The Rock (Marshall, MN), October 30, 1999
9) Getting Easier (album version)
10) King Rat, all nineteen minutes of it - Poppadox, September 6, 2001

The King Rat was a drunken riot. Both of Captain's recent demos (#1 and #6) made the list. A couple of groovy covers, although the performance of the Kool & The Gang was truly awful.

I just listened (on cassette) to a fascinating 1997 show from Phil's Pub. Coming soon, by St. Patrick's Day, because WE HAVE TO, is the Official Spooncat! Phil's Bootleg. It will probably end up being two or three discs, filled with startling and strange performances of songs, some familiar, some long forgotten, some spontaneous. Let's just say the version of "Men From Mars", with the alien noises, the crazy voice screaming through the wah pedal, the slide whistle, and the childhood lullabies, will be worth one disc all by itself. Another goodie (?) is when Bronko was hammered and we changed "Decimal Places" to "Eskimo Places." I don't remember why we did it, but it was really something.

Something and terrible, to quote Little Lester.

Dang.

I never say "dang," but it's useful enough when you're typing, especially after you go and compose a long post about current events and then Blogger crashes on you. Oh well. Just know that I was ROLLING ROCKS TONIGHT, DUDE.

2005-02-01

Current events are fun and random!

1) Tarzan Boy - Baltimora
2) All I Need - Air
3) The Work, pt. 1 - Prince
4) Tell Me Why - The Beatles
5) Ewok Celebration (from "Return Of The Jedi") - Spooncat! (Halloween 2000)
6) Why Would You Wanna Live - Wilco
7) The Vagabond - Air
8) Honour Your Mother And Your Father - Desmond Dekker
9) Bye Bye Blackbird - Jacky Terrasson
10) You Deserve A Break Today, from the Intellivision in Hi-Fi soundtrack

I know Random Tens have become uncool, but that's all the more reason that Spooncat!blog will CONTINUE with them! What a strange list! Most people will only fill their iPods with "respectable" songs, so they will automatically appear cool when they do a Random Ten. Seriously, it's become Heatherized. Not me! I have Intellivision theme songs, in outrageously bad four-note polyphony, on my computer, and if one of those pops up after Jacky Terrasson, SO BE IT. The Ewok song is a classic, too. In fact, the #11 song playing now is great fun ("Excentrifugal Forz" by Frank Zappa).

All right, you people with lots of tunes. You know who you are. Give it to me!