The Sublime : The Stones … Captain Jack's Dad doing what he does best
The Ridiculous: The Osmonds … Scary teeth, scarier trousers, scariest dancing
The Best: Patti in '76 …The real reason I have a thing for weird skinny girls
Much as I used to have the hots for Linda Ronstadt (for about two weeks around the time of the Hasten Down The Wind album cover) these horsies are bronze, so the Stone Poneys get disqualified on a technicality.
I was going to add the Sundays' version of Wild Horses (as it was featured in Buffy and you know I'm a Buffy obsessive) together with America's Horse With No Name, but I thought three tracks was enough to last a cup of coffee and nobody likes to hang around a blog longer than that.
A wise move, unless of course you're in the mood for some scary, Mormon big-haired retro trash fun with way too many teeth. I must confess I sat all the way through it, gasping in horror.
Of the three choices I'm going with the Stones, although I met Ms. Smith briefly at a book signing this past summer and she was perfectly pleasant for the one second she had to deal with me.
I watched the Osmonds for a second and had to turn it off. Their attempt at hard rock looks the equivalent of pandering, an attempt to make money because "that's what the kids were into," not really who they were.
Does 'new pony' count? It came up on my random play the other day and I wondered whether there exists a recording of that awesome performance you and the guys put in at the blues night? You know the one.
Ha ha Pea some of those blues nights were great weren't they.. I have some terrible photos of us at some of the gigs, but not a recording.. wonder if Dive has got one.
Wow, Petrea, you met Patti Smith? She's been a hero of mine for so long now … sigh.
As for the Osmonds … Sheesh! I remember that time in the early seventies when chart music died for me. Mercifully I had Bowie, Steely Dan and Joni to keep me sane until punk shook up the snow globe again.
Pea, that was indeed a classic, but sadly nobody recorded it. We played it at our last studio get-together but when I came to check it I found the camera had run out of memory so it seems there's a hoodoo on that song.
Hahahaha, Speedway! The internet is a strange place.
Mum, I'm afraid not. We'll try again at our next session.
We didn't exactly meet as in shaking hands and chatting for hours over tea. The Los Angeles Times book fair draws some big names. I am not one to wait in line but it did it for my brother, who had some books he wanted her to sign. There was a very long line for her but luckily I got there early and she wasn't tired yet. I took pictures.
Oooh! Pictures! I love book fairs. You get to meet all sorts of wonderful people and (with me at least) not realise who half of them are until afterwards.
We've got a couple more coming up. The West Hollywood fair (http://www.westhollywoodbookfair.org/) features famous names, but I'm most excited to meet Ransom Riggs, who wrote "Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children." I haven't read it, but it has the most terrific book trailer ever. This is a 7 minute video about the making of the book trailer, which is even better than the book trailer. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_VM5ikr2rwY
Whooee, what a fabulous video, Petrea! I hope you get to meet him and have time for a proper chat. I'm intrigued by the book, the title of which makes me think of Edward Gorey (yay).
Back when I was a student, four of us broke into a deserted Tudor mansion (now unfortunately a huge hotel and golf resort) and found an old, dusty harmonium. We spent hours drinking several bottles of wine and playing spooky tunes on the gasping harmonium, making up ghost stories until, sometime in the early hours of the morning … There was a terrific crash! It was probably only the wind blowing something down but we ran out of there like cats with our tails on fire and didn't stop running for a mile. The video brought it all back. Fun times …
Those places are pretty hard to find these days, Petrea. We're a tiny, overcrowded island and nowhere stays empty for long. If I come across any I'll take my camera.
Speedway, write to the Belgian embassy. I'm sure that anybody actually WANTING to go to Belgium would be given free tickets and accommodation. Over here it's just somewhere you occasionally have to go through to get somewhere else. The only thing of interest there is a carrot museum.
A carrot museum! Really? Does the woman who has cakewrecks.com aware of that?
What happened to Belgian chocolate, or was that a global/urban myth? Is it possibly because the houses are like the ones in the video, decayed and dying?
A little late, but love the Stones and Patti Smith!(I had to pass on the Osmonds...) I read Patti Smith's "Just Kids" and Keith Richards' "Life" earlier this year. Fascinating stuff. Your spooky house story was fun! Reminds me of some treks during college days. And Belgium has a carrot museum?? Next we'll be reading about a break-in; suspect: a wascaly wabbit....
Patti and Keef certainly have lives worth reading about, Ms.M. Hee hee, for the Waascally Wabbit! Phil (who goes to Belgium a lot for work) tells me the carrot museum is tiny but I still want to see it. One of these days you'll have to write about your college treks.
Wow, I caught this a few days late. Thanks for the Keef and Patti! I love them both! I am very interested in reading both of their books. I used to have the hots for Keef in around 1972 but I always liked the bad boys and naked mohawk carrot jockeys. And Donny didn't even rate a listen in my book.
Keef sure was pretty back then, Neetzy. It was a dreadful period to be a teenage boy, however; all the girls listened to Donny or David Cassidy so for a musician, dating was hell. I had to sit through so much aural crap in girls' rooms (not to mention the posters) the end result was barely worth the mental torture.
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How 'bout something by the Stone Poneys?
http://youtu.be/BQ9DH_lsCSs
Much as I used to have the hots for Linda Ronstadt (for about two weeks around the time of the Hasten Down The Wind album cover) these horsies are bronze, so the Stone Poneys get disqualified on a technicality.
I was going to add the Sundays' version of Wild Horses (as it was featured in Buffy and you know I'm a Buffy obsessive) together with America's Horse With No Name, but I thought three tracks was enough to last a cup of coffee and nobody likes to hang around a blog longer than that.
I skipped the Osmonds altogether. Bleh.
A wise move, unless of course you're in the mood for some scary, Mormon big-haired retro trash fun with way too many teeth. I must confess I sat all the way through it, gasping in horror.
Of the three choices I'm going with the Stones, although I met Ms. Smith briefly at a book signing this past summer and she was perfectly pleasant for the one second she had to deal with me.
I watched the Osmonds for a second and had to turn it off. Their attempt at hard rock looks the equivalent of pandering, an attempt to make money because "that's what the kids were into," not really who they were.
Does 'new pony' count? It came up on my random play the other day and I wondered whether there exists a recording of that awesome performance you and the guys put in at the blues night? You know the one.
OK, I can live the ponies not being stone.
Neil Young - 'Horse with No Name'
http://youtu.be/MoVFd-KKKmw
and Fred the running horse
http://youtu.be/awNswNUZ35I
Ha ha Pea some of those blues nights were great weren't they.. I have some terrible photos of us at some of the gigs, but not a recording.. wonder if Dive has got one.
Wow, Petrea, you met Patti Smith? She's been a hero of mine for so long now … sigh.
As for the Osmonds … Sheesh! I remember that time in the early seventies when chart music died for me. Mercifully I had Bowie, Steely Dan and Joni to keep me sane until punk shook up the snow globe again.
Pea, that was indeed a classic, but sadly nobody recorded it. We played it at our last studio get-together but when I came to check it I found the camera had run out of memory so it seems there's a hoodoo on that song.
Hahahaha, Speedway! The internet is a strange place.
Mum, I'm afraid not. We'll try again at our next session.
We didn't exactly meet as in shaking hands and chatting for hours over tea. The Los Angeles Times book fair draws some big names. I am not one to wait in line but it did it for my brother, who had some books he wanted her to sign. There was a very long line for her but luckily I got there early and she wasn't tired yet. I took pictures.
Oooh! Pictures!
I love book fairs. You get to meet all sorts of wonderful people and (with me at least) not realise who half of them are until afterwards.
We've got a couple more coming up. The West Hollywood fair (http://www.westhollywoodbookfair.org/) features famous names, but I'm most excited to meet Ransom Riggs, who wrote "Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children." I haven't read it, but it has the most terrific book trailer ever. This is a 7 minute video about the making of the book trailer, which is even better than the book trailer.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_VM5ikr2rwY
Whooee, what a fabulous video, Petrea! I hope you get to meet him and have time for a proper chat. I'm intrigued by the book, the title of which makes me think of Edward Gorey (yay).
Back when I was a student, four of us broke into a deserted Tudor mansion (now unfortunately a huge hotel and golf resort) and found an old, dusty harmonium. We spent hours drinking several bottles of wine and playing spooky tunes on the gasping harmonium, making up ghost stories until, sometime in the early hours of the morning …
There was a terrific crash!
It was probably only the wind blowing something down but we ran out of there like cats with our tails on fire and didn't stop running for a mile.
The video brought it all back.
Fun times …
I would love to explore old places like that, especially with a camera. It wouldn't hurt to have a bottle of wine as well.
Oh, I love the video! What a great adventure! I want to go! I want to go, too!
Those places are pretty hard to find these days, Petrea. We're a tiny, overcrowded island and nowhere stays empty for long. If I come across any I'll take my camera.
Speedway, write to the Belgian embassy. I'm sure that anybody actually WANTING to go to Belgium would be given free tickets and accommodation. Over here it's just somewhere you occasionally have to go through to get somewhere else. The only thing of interest there is a carrot museum.
A carrot museum! Really? Does the woman who has cakewrecks.com aware of that?
What happened to Belgian chocolate, or was that a global/urban myth? Is it possibly because the houses are like the ones in the video, decayed and dying?
A little late, but love the Stones and Patti Smith!(I had to pass on the Osmonds...)
I read Patti Smith's "Just Kids" and Keith Richards' "Life" earlier this year. Fascinating stuff.
Your spooky house story was fun! Reminds me of some treks during college days.
And Belgium has a carrot museum?? Next we'll be reading about a break-in; suspect: a wascaly wabbit....
Patti and Keef certainly have lives worth reading about, Ms.M.
Hee hee, for the Waascally Wabbit! Phil (who goes to Belgium a lot for work) tells me the carrot museum is tiny but I still want to see it.
One of these days you'll have to write about your college treks.
Wow, I caught this a few days late. Thanks for the Keef and Patti! I love them both! I am very interested in reading both of their books. I used to have the hots for Keef in around 1972 but I always liked the bad boys and naked mohawk carrot jockeys. And Donny didn't even rate a listen in my book.
Keef sure was pretty back then, Neetzy. It was a dreadful period to be a teenage boy, however; all the girls listened to Donny or David Cassidy so for a musician, dating was hell. I had to sit through so much aural crap in girls' rooms (not to mention the posters) the end result was barely worth the mental torture.
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