In the course of my long…ish life, I’ve had the good fortune to be exposed to a wide variety of musical genres from an early age. My dad had quite an extensive record collection, heavy on Big Band 78s (It took me a while to figure out that not all 12″ vinyl discs were designed to be played at 33 ⅓ RPM,) show tunes, and most memorably, Spike Jones. (I dedicate this to Mr. Ilium and his lovely lady.)
Of course, music also came into our house over the airwaves. My mom usually played what was then called “Middle of the Road” music on the radio that sat on the shelf over the kitchen sink. Of course, she also occasionally entertained us with live music from her limited piano repertoire, particularly her (intentionally) comically exaggerated warbling of “She’s Only a Bird in a Gilded Cage,” which miraculously failed to sour me on music entirely. A little later, my oldest sister began listening to Top 40 radio nonstop, breathlessly waiting for the station to play the latest single from Bobby Sherman. Even more miraculously, this, too, failed to put me off music.
From my maternal grandfather, who adored The Mikado (and a local high school production of Yeomen of the Guard,) I developed a weakness for Gilbert & Sullivan operettas. In grade school at least once a year, we were shuttled downtown to the venerable Memorial Hall to get a taste of classical music from the Dayton Philharmonic Orchestra. In junior high, I discovered the vocal quartet The Manhattan Transfer, which introduced me to jazz. Long story short (I know, I know – too late!) I’ve developed pretty eclectic, though admittedly somewhat dated musical tastes. I don’t listen to much music that’s being put out there these days. My excuse is that I’m waiting to see what lasts.
Of course, there’s one large category of music that can’t really be pigeonholed into a specific style or genre. It’s defined more by its wide appeal than by any unique musical characteristics. That would be so-called “popular” music – “pop” for short. From our point of view, it seems that pop music couldn’t possibly have existed before recording and radio. How would enough people have heard it for it to become popular? Yet somehow, probably through the combination of traveling music (OK, I’ll say it – MINSTREL) shows and sales of sheet music, Steven Foster became the 19th century’s “King of Pop.” Go figure!
In the last century or so, advances in technology have made it possible to preserve sound for playback and to transmit waves through the air that came out of a little box many miles away as sound. And that’s not even to mention satellite radio, streaming services, and all the various sound recording storage formats (except I guess I am mentioning them.) These technologies have exposed us to exponentially more music than ever. You no longer have to leave your home nor learn to play an instrument to enjoy this music – or hate it. Much of it has sunk into well-deserved obscurity, but many examples have stood the test of time. I was reminded recently of a song I hadn’t thought about in decades, and for better or worse, I began to play with the idea of creating a written version of “Name That Tune” for all you Glibs, hinting at the identity of popular songs from the last hundred years – a “pop quiz,” if you will (or won’t.) I didn’t say it was necessarily a GOOD idea, but it WAS an idea.
I’ve selected songs, one from each decade (well, TWO in one particularly prolific decade) starting in the 1920s that either I especially like or I think may be significant to Glibs in some convoluted way, and I’ve tried to give just enough hints for you to guess the title and the artist associated with the song. I hope you’ll enjoy playing along. The Glib who guesses the most songs and/or artists (in the event of a tie, time stamps on your comments will identify who got there first) will win that most precious of commodities that money can’t buy – bragging rights! If you’re completely flummoxed by the whole thing, please feel free to talk amongst yourselves (as if you wouldn’t anyway.)
I’ll post the answers (at least the answers I intended) on the following schedule, depending on when this post…posts. If it’s a midday weekday post, the comments with my answers will probably have to wait until I get home from work, and so will be well into PM Lynx comments. If it’s an evening post, I’ll comment with the solutions the following morning in the shortly-before-AM Lynx Glib gathering, sometime between 6:30 and 7:30 a.m. US EDT.
Here are the clues:
1920s
This isn’t necessarily my favorite song from this decade, but I thought it particularly appropriate for this crowd because the title of this classic is a euphemism, maybe even The Great American Euphemism, at least in the context of The Great American Songbook. The lyrics catalog the dire consequences of engaging in the euphemistically-referenced activity. The song was first popularized by a (((guy))) who, based on his name, clearly missed his calling to perform music that was not only much less risqué but not even secular. My favorite cover of this classic was performed by Cyndi Lauper and Tony Bennett on my favorite album of hers.
1930s
For this decade, I’ve selected two songs that, though written by different people and released one year apart, I’ve come to associate with each other. The first states the narrator’s intention to communicate in the guise of his absent beloved. The second warns against prevarication in the expression of a common emotion. Both have been recorded many times by many different artists, but were popularized early on by the same legendary figure, one of the greatest (and largest) piano players and all-around entertainers of all time, who left us much too soon and who was always on his best behavior.
I first began to link these two songs together when a musician friend performed one of them and I was immediately put in mind of the other. The more I thought about it, the more I thought they could be sung simultaneously if put in the same musical key. If they don’t have exactly the same chord changes, they’re darn sure close enough. And sure enough, an exhaustive search of the Internet finally turned up a video of a duo doing just that, which I’ll share when all has been revealed.
1940s
This song was popularized by the best-selling solo singer of the decade (who also regularly teamed up with other solo artists and groups, not to mention appearing in many movies, one of which introduced this song.) though this was not his best-selling song. It’s a good warning to children not to behave like certain animals but instead to consider… astronomical activities as a means to self-improvement and/or advancement. (There’s a delightful modern parody of this song that’s a particular favorite of several musicians of my acquaintance. I’ll share it during the “reveal.”)
1950s
I associate this song with the song I selected from the ’40s, mainly because it, too, is one that’s kid-friendly – you can safely share it with your children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, even the neighbor kids without fear that you’ll be called upon by Children’s Protective Services or the cops when the young’uns sing it in front of their teacher or youth pastor. It’s safely in the pop realm, not the nascent rock & roll of the decade. It was popularized by the artist who took over the crown of Most Popular “Mainstream” Pop Singer from the guy who ruled the ’40s, and this guy retained his place on that throne for decades, long after Mr. ’40s was reduced to singing improbable holiday duets with glam rockers on TV Christmas specials. This song is motivational, insisting that phenomenal feats are possible if one has lofty aspirations.
1960s
Now I’m going to get obscure for a few decades, as we’re getting into the era that’s within the musical lifetimes of more of you (besides Fourscore.) You have been warned.
Written by the female half of a Canadian couple at the center of The Great North American Folk Music Scare of the late ’50s and early ’60s, this song was covered (and altered somewhat – improved, IMO, and most definitely pop-ified) by an American band led by the brother of a member of The Kingston Trio (which, over its long history, has had WAY more than three members, so that’s not as much of a hint as you might have hoped.) It is this cover version, which probably qualifies as a “one hit wonder,” that you are to identify, though you get a bonus point for identifying the writer. [Disclaimer: it still qualifies as a folk song, not just a pop song, because it contains the lyric “ramble.”] The subject matter has to do with the narrator’s quite-possibly-obsessive thought processes regarding a certain individual. It is not to be confused with a song with a similar title by a certain redheaded dope-smoking country singer, which song is also not to be confused with a song with a similar title (but only released as a B side and album track) by a certain TV musical family in the ’70s (another bonus point for identifying the latter song.)
1970s
Speaking of the ’70s, this decade’s song was released as a solo single by the former lead singer of a successful ’60s BritPop band who were not nearly as reclusive as their name might suggest. It urges a young girl to disobey her parents, and who doesn’t love a nice, bouncy bubblegum song that encourages that sort of thing? Since this may be one of the most obscure songs I list, I’ll narrow it down a little – it came out in the first half of the decade, before the scourge of disco took hold of the airwaves. And one final hint: based on his name, you might expect this Englishman to go out in the midday sun.
1980s
This…unique, avant-garde song (which was about as much spoken as sung, so yeah, maybe it’s a stretch to call it a pop song, but hey – it got radio airplay, at least in my college town! And some of you know ’80s music way too well for me to use any of the usual suspects) was written and performed by an artist who was probably as much “performance artist” (not to be confused with “performing artist”) as musician. It starts by describing recollections of mental activity which occurred during REM sleep, the meaning of which the narrator finds indecipherable. The song was released as a single, but damned if I can find any info about whether or how well it charted after it’s release near the middle of the decade. But at least we still have the artist’s late husband.
1990s
I’m hoping these last few won’t be quite as obscure. I’m sure you’ll tell me if they are.
The title is simple and short. The band is named after a sports term – okay, it’s a baseball term, if you must know. Okay, it’s a kind of pitch, but that’s the only other hint you get! The song, based on a tragic real-life event, transforms the sad story into an upbeat anthem to the freedom of taking to the open road, specifically by a couple of folks who might be running away from their kids. (My old band performed this one, and we always dedicated it to the friend and superfan who’d gotten stuck raising several of her grandchildren. We also stuck a snippet of an early ’60s hit in the middle, one that Tom Petty briefly refers to in passing in what is arguably his best song, one I believe is one of the best rock & roll songs ever.)
2000s
These last two songs get the fewest hints because even you youngsters are likely to remember them. And because I can’t think of any other clues that wouldn’t give them away.
The song in this first decade of the new millennium describes the unnerving encounter between a young woman, a dark animal, and a large plant. It prominently features the Bo Diddley beat and thus is automatically cool. Woo hoo.
2010s
The title includes a musical term and an emotional term. You might paraphrase it as “Beat of Affection.” (And I mean “Beat” strictly in the musical sense, you sadistic perv!) This title has been used for multiple songs by multiple artists, but only one (as far as I know) has been by a band named after a simple, common article of clothing that can safely be washed in hot water (though maybe not dried in a hot cycle – it might shrink.) The band had an earlier, ostensibly more successful song with the name of a notorious Biblical chick with a penchant for barberism. (Yes, I meant to spell it that way.) The song I’m looking for is apparently the band’s last single to chart, at least to date. I always visualize hula dancers when I hear it, but maybe that’s just me.
Well…that’s it. It’s too soon to do the 2020s, and I don’t I think know any songs from this decade anyway.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaand…..GO!
1940s sounds like “Swingin’ on a Star” by Bing Crosby from the movie Going My Way. (That movie is one of the worse jobs the Academy did picking winners, as everything else released in 1944 is much more deserving of Oscars.)
Damn it, that was my guess too.
GT would obviously rather be a mule.
I’m a little disappointed you didn’t get the one from the 20s.
1950s: High Hopes by Frank Sinatra?
Remember, Frankie says relax.
I know 1990’s. It’s Fastball, The Way. One of my very favorite pop songs.
Damn your nimble fingers!
*tap tap tap*
Huh. I don’t think I have heard that since 1998. Never heard of the band or the title of the song.
1990s is “The Way” by Fastball.
1920s should be “Makin’ Whoopee”, although I’m not certain who the “original” singer of the song is.
Eddie Cantor
I had second thoughts about my guess for the 20s song. I said to myself, “You’re wrong, that’s not a 20s song”. I looked it up, it was a 20s song. And then I poked around Google a bit more and found the answer. Since I cheated, I won’t post the answer, but I will kick myself for not thinking of the answer immediately.
Since I have no way of telling who did and who did not make use of a search engine on the Internet, I will say that from this point forward, “research” is allowed, whether that’s digging around online or calling your grandmother. 🙂
2000’s is Black Horse and the Cherry Tree, by KT Turnstall.
2010
Plain White T’s – Rhythm Of Love
I kept thinking Rhythm of Love, but then my brain said “no, that’s a Scorpions song from the 70s.”
And…2010s is probably Rhythm of Love as covered by the Plain White Ts.
Nuts.
1970s, Joe Cocker. You can leave your hat on.
wrong decade
And it was Randy Newman.
Also, one of Cocker’s many excellent covers.
My Ding-a Ling
2000 is Black Horse and the Cherry Tree by that wee Scot lass, KT Tunstall. One of the wife’s favorites.
1980s, Laurie Anderson, O Superman
1920s is Makin’ Whoopee.
Is it cheating to use the internet? And/or being an ex-NSA analyst?
If it’s on the internet, I can find it.
As I just said to DEG above, I can’t tell who did or didn’t DDG for their response, so have at it.
However, being an ex-NSA analyst is DEFINITELY cheating and will not be tolerated.
OK, then I withdraw myself from the contest. Though I am sure some NSA analysts are using XKEYSCORE to get the answers based your browsing history.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/XKeyscore
I took the intro class on that in 2018. It made me wonder how there could possibly be unsolved crimes.
Shit like that should make taking down Antifa trivial, and yet…crickets…
Assumes they would want to take down Antifa rather than assist it.
1970s Peter Noone, former lead singer of “Herman’s Hermits”.
Can’t think of the song title though.
Mrs. Brown You’ve Got a Lovely Daughter
Peter Noone – Oh You Pretty Things
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSxv8n5OpzQ
written by David Bowie
Or possibly
Peter Noone – Meet Me On The Corner Down At Joe’s Cafe – 1974
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAZFV9Ov1RI
I was thinking the 60s involved The Weavers and happened upon this revealing tidbit about two of them…
Orwell knew his subject.
1930s is Please Don’t Talk About Me When I’m Gone.
Yo NSA: want the keys to those Chinese ciphers you couldn’t crack?
My life at NSA, a dramatic reenactment:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gl1FHUIWNzY
Also, unless Austin is in exile in a Pentagon basement, all the code breaking happens at Fort Meade.
*faints*
1980s: “Pineapple Head”
Love that song so much.
1940s – I agree with Ted, whom I try to view as a friendly rival.
Bing Crosby, Swinging on a Star
I’m probably weaker on the aughts and teens than any of the previous decades.
And… everybody’s answers shows me I’m hopelessly weak on all the decades.
Too much Techno?
I have a half dozen or so different genres of “electronic” music in my library but Techno is not one of them.
And I probably have no “electronic” music in my library (depending on how you define “electronic.”) 😕
^^ I join you in shared weakness.
“I know it when I hear it.”
OT – here’s a link to the match videos I mentioned in the dedthred. Check ‘em out! Or, you know, don’t!
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLqyW-V8ve1YMDD3n87oC6uPW9LwaiEc-C
That’s cool. Thanks for sharing. Almost makes me want to post my mugshot here.
Nice, assuming that is you doing the shooting!
1960s is Ramble On.
1970s is In Which We Serve by Noel Coward.
Thanks GT, for the trip down Memory Lane, ’20s-’50s. The new stuff from the ’60s on will never catch on.
I was the youngest kid, I listened to what my older brothers wanted to hear. Now the 2000s play on the oldie stations, I thank Al Gore that I can still get some teenage stuff from the ’50s.
It’s my pleasure, 4(20)! 😊
Same.
I would probably never be familiar with Deep Purple or Barry Manilow otherwise.
I was also the youngest, but my brother has shit taste in music, so…
One hour in, y’all are doing great at this! However, we’re still looking for the ’30s, which is worth 3 points if you get both song titles AND the artist I described, and the ’60s, which besides the song title and the artist, has up to three bonus points if you identify the songwriter and the two songs with similar titles.
We also need the correct song TITLE for the ’80s. 😉
Though I have withdrawn from the contest, I’m pretty sure this is the 80s song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oGfkPCZYfFw
Walk the dog
Song title 80s
It wasn’t this?
Re: the ’80s title (from above):
Damn, I can’t find anything else she did except a collaboration with Peter Gabriel, but it doesn’t fit either.
Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)
The description of the 30s singer makes me think Fats Waller, although that’s not quite my genre of music.
1920:. Rhapsody in Blue? An American in Paris?
(I just wanted to guess Gershwin songs)
Two of my older brothers were involved in their HS theater productions, one acting, one in the orchestra.
The ones I remember are The Mikado, Guys and Dolls, and The Music Man.
2000’s: Break Stuff Limp Bizkit
/Jk
The only one I would have gotten was “The Way”.
1930’s: Cab Callowy Minni the Mooch
A good one, but doesn’t really match the description. (Did Cab play piano?)
My knowledge is limited, so basically, I’m guessing wildly.
Okay, so 1930s is probably Fats Waller, but I can’t figure out which songs.
I’m Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter
It’s a Sin to Tell a Lie
Also it’s definitely Fats Waller.
You Were on My Mind, originally by Ian & Sylvia, covered by We Five and no connection with You Were Always on My Mind.
Also not connected to You Are Always On My Mind by the Partridge Family.
Ooooh, good catch. I thought I’d get anything by Ian Tyson…although I don’t know if I’d exactly call his music ‘folk’…
The Ballad of Claude Dallas is one of my contenders for all-time best country song.
Sorry EvilSheldon, DAC has the best country (and western) song
David Allen Coe You Never Even Called Me By My Name
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZbso7sNqv0
I was drunk the day my mama got out of prison…
It’s right there in the 4th verse…
Maybe, just maybe, catches on to the bottom of the top ten…
Consider the competition. Sunday Morning Coming Down? Georgia on a Fast Train? Choctaw Bingo? Resurrection? Rita Balou?
I don’t think David Allen Coe is much in the running.
Dwight Yoakam with Buck Owens – Streets Of Bakersfield
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A0PNW4DXwJ0
Ricky Skaggs – Highway 40 Blues
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oYyoUFjqB9U
John Prine – When I Get To Heaven
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0EiV423j0M
A new country side of EvilSheldon I haven’t seen before…
John Prine co-wrote A Good Look with Sturgill Simpson – maybe not strictly county but still an awesome song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qX02AW48bM
When I Get to Heaven was great though, but Spanish Pipedream was just a little better…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BofvfVPFbiM
I’ll throw in Bull Mountain Bridge for consideration, just because I love the Emerson’s (though Paul Thorne performed it).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKx-bcW56pY
Country
Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZTwjljm5qc
OR
Walkin After Midnight
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bsRNCvHXHHU
Western
GRITS (Original mucho many covers now)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ka90ERKLTJQ
OR
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQc5gDXQGIs
For RC and other Tucsonans:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xaycaX5a70s
(Definitely local knowledge is vital)
Or this breakthrough movie and song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hsDyrZVqipA
About the last song. I was a student at the War College post 9/11 and pre Iraq Boogaloo 2.0. I was in in a seminar with a German officer, and he went on about America thinking we were the sheriff in High Noon. I thanked him for the compliment, and he startled and said it was not met as a compliment. I asked if he had ever watched High Noon and he said he hadn’t. I said let’s talk when this session was over. I told him I could get the movie and we should watch it. I got the movie from the librarian and announced in the next session an evening movie session at school with beer and snacks. We had about 20 folks there, primarily exchange officers. The evening was a hit.
Unfortunately he was right about Iraq War to come.
Prime Prine.
Spanish Pipedream is muy bueno. But don’t forget he duets well:
With Bonnie
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1T5NuI6Ai-o
OR with Iris
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P8tTwXv4glY
Early 80’s country, distaff artist
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t3fjG9EI0Rk
Emmy Lou stealing a song and making it country
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zv6fdib3GBI
80s – Laurie Anderson – The Dream Before
I was wrong on everything.
Par for the course.
First, First, First our way to a hundred.
Firstheads line up to ask me if I have anymore of them Firsts.
As we are down to just ONE missing song title, I’m going to call it and start posting the official results. This will take multiple comments, as I’ll include links in most of them. If someone guesses the last missing title before I reveal it, I will count it as a legit response.
’20s: “Makin’ Whoopee,” popularized by Eddie Cantor. Point for the title goes to Ted’S. (8:11 pm EDT,) point for the artist goes to J. Frank Parnell (8:21 pm EDT.) The charming cover of same by Cyndi Lauper and Tony Bennett.
’30s: “I’m Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter” and “It’s a Sin to Tell a Lie,” sung by many but popularized by the incomparable Fats Waller. All three points to J. Frank Parnell (9:36, 9:42, and 9:45 pm EDT.)
Once I made the connection, I knew someone somewhere in the world must have gotten the idea to sing both song simultaneously. I was right.
’40s: “Swingin on a Star” by Bing Crosby. Two points to Ted’S (no surprise there – guessed it at 8:05 pm EDT.)
And the parody near and dear to the hearts of several musicians of my acquaintance: “Would You Like to Play the Guitar?”
’50s: “High Hopes” by Frank Sinatra. Two more points to Ted’S. (8:07 pm EDT.)
’60s: “You Were On My Mind”, covered in pop fashion by We Five, original folky version written by Sylvia Fricker Tyson, song not to be confused with “You Were Always on My Mind” by Willie Nelson nor with “You Are Always on My Mind” by the Partridge Family. Points for title, cover artists, writer, and Willie Nelson similar song to Juris Imprudent (9:41 pm EDT.) Point for Partridge Family song to J. Frank Parnell (9:47 pm EDT.)
I like the Pet Shop Boys version.
’70s: “Meet Me on the Corner Down at Joe’s Cafe” by Peter Noone. Two points to pistoffnick (Artist, 8:35, Title, 8:45 pm EDT.) And he already linked it. (For the record, I justify the “midday sun” hint because I’m pretty sure his name is pronounced “noon” rather than “no one.”)
You are correct GT! He was a guest at least once on SXM and that did indeed pronounce as noon.
’80s: “Sharkey’s Day” by Laurie Anderson. Juris Imp gets a point for the artist (8:26 p.m. EDT. Also guessed by Mojeaux at 8:43.) I realize that my description of the beginning of the song was based on the album version (linked) and the lines I was thinking of don’t seem to appear in the official music video version, which is rather shorter. My apologies for the confusion, but I’m still gonna say I stumped ya! 😁
’90s: “The Way” by Fastball. When my old band used to cover this, we threw the refrain from Del Shannon’s “Runaway” in the middle, then jumped back in at “Their children woke up, and they couldn’t find them…”
Oh, yeah – points for “The Way” to Evil Sheldon (8:08 pm EDT.)
2000s: “Black Horse and The Cherry Tree” by KT Tunstall. Points to Evil Sheldon (8:14 pm EDT.) Woo hoo.
And last but by no means least, 2010s: “Rhythm of Love” by Plain White T’s. Points to Sean (8:15 pm EDT.)
@GL – due to the threading, I’m unclear on which song Pet Shop Boys covered. 😕
Pet Shop Boys cover Willie Nelson “Always on My Mind”
It’s not Willie Nelson’s “Always on My Mind”. Elvis did a version in the early 70s, and even he wasn’t the first.
AIUI, the Pet Shop Boys did their version for a TV special on the 10th anniversary of Elvis’ death.
SO by my tally, we have a 3-way tie – 5 points each for Ted’S., J. Frank Parnell, and Juris Imp! Evil Sheldon is next with 4 points, and pistoffnick and Sean have 2 points each.
Thanks for playing, everybody! That was a blast! 😁
Having scrolled back up to look at the comments, I saw the spoilers.
I have heard of almost none of them even with the titles.
This is a lot of fun. Interesting to see people’s guesses and reactions. I’m completely adrift on all the clues, though I certainly recognize some of the folks popping up in y’all’s guess-answers. I kinda learned a while ago that I can’t, or shouldn’t, listen to music in public. (On the (former) bus/subway commute or trip out, etc.) I drift into drumming along, or it otherwise distracts me from paying attention to the surrounding world.
Equally on walkin’ ’round or taking the pup out, I try to remember to turn music off if I’m at all near humans. There are many fun distractions, and other things to (in some manner) learn from and enjoy. My brain is *very* good at distracting myself as it is. It’s an active thing I do to try and counteract my natural, more-than -expected introversion.
It’s another reason why I only listen to AM/FM in the car, though I can Bluetooth. Driving around in a two-ton chunk of metal at 70+ is not the time for humans to purposefully distract themselves with music they love. It’s also true other people may not be as distraction-prone as me. Having said that, though I’ve slid through snow into a ditch once, I’ve never driven in a car v car wreck. (Smallish sample? No car in Asia, so ~ten years US experience, for a spell as a Jimmy Johns delivery driver.)
E, OT: Lost in Translation. Sorry. I know Japan ≠ Korea.
I *KNOW* it’s such an obvious hidden gem for me. Especially adding Bill fucking Murray to the mix. In apparently one of his best roles. *kicks self further*
I’ve been to Japan at least three, probably four times. To weiguk-in, they’re shockingly similar in all aspects. Except language. Meaning, naturally and truthfully, they are shockingly different. But also, at the end of the day, they’re human. All differences in human cultures are quite superficial until you get to the Western idea of inalienable rights. (e.g. different religions around the world, yes? Yep, but they’re still religions.)
Ah. That’s what LIT was referring to a while back. Dammit. I’m *terrible* at sitting still and paying attention to a film. One key reason I don’t like the ‘home theater’ push, too many distractions. However, I only go to *maybe* a flick every two years. Restlessness.
Focus, pocus, ev.
Settle down, Beavis. 😉
I’M FIRSTHOLIO. I NEED TEEPEE FOR MY FIRSTHOLE.
Hey, now! I IDENTIFY as Butthead. So. Like. There. Yeah.
*grrmph grrmph*
Firstholio is bungholio. Like, ya shat yourself. Grab a banana. Upyolio ur cornholio with it.
*grrmph grrmph*
Music for Evan
https://youtu.be/dslUKjOnH3Y
Car accidents suck. I’ve been in more than one, though no ambulance rides or hospitalizations (did get stitches once). It’s the soreness for days to weeks afterwards that crops up once that initial “hey, I’m ok, I’m alive” is over.
I was riding passenger when Mom got t-boned ~25 years ago. Nothing dreadful to the car, and no injuries. Kinda reminds of explaining to Dad how hits in hockey feel, how more-than -meets-the eye they are. He still thinks cuz of their padding it’s not as severe as it sounds. Kinda true, but the *jolt* your body takes hitting the boards or 6″ of ice is hard to understand til ya feel it yourself.
Same with cars. Fantastic modern ‘packaging’ to keep the human eggs safe inside, but your brain+ still feel that shit. (Duh. Uh. I kinda *want* it to. Helps my brain+ learn to recognize danger appropriately.)
My Incident with car v Evan was obviously quite different. Damn well-done, body. Still, same-same. Exceptional skeletal packaging (+ a helmet) for the win.
I live in fear of them.
One of you (was it you, GL? Je t’accuse!) told me about this guy. https://www.patreon.com/911VideoNews
Maybe? Must have been a one off YouTube link for something once upon a time.
Moj, this and your sorting question make my head hurt so much I won’t even attempt.
I like your taste in classical music. “O mio babbino caro” always makes me think of A Room With a View.
Bonham Carter is surprisingly desirable in that movie.
which, over its long history, has had WAY more than three members
No surprise. The original trio is still stuck on the MTA, along with Charlie.
*old campfire song*
Joe Rogan had Zahi Hawass on his podcast. For those who don’t know, he’s basically the king shit in Egypt when it comes to who gets access to the pyramids. He’s their cultural czar basically when it comes to the past.
He made a complete ass of himself. What is most striking, though, is just how intellectual lazy and inconsistent he is. He seems to know nothing about his field of supposed expertise. What he did demonstrate was a massive ego and that he surrounds himself with nothing but sycophantic fucks who heap praise on his every word.
He’s basically an exaggerated version of what’s become of Western “experts” over the last generation. It’s like someone took all of our top men and switched them out with monkeys wearing human suits.
Graham Hancock seems like the Scholar of All Scholars by comparison.
Meh, all too common in the Arab world and other places.
Wastah means connection in Arabic and has the same connotations. They say vitamin W is the best thing for your career. Who cares what you know? Who you know is far more important.
https://nardelloandco.com/our-insights/article/wasta-connections-or-corruption-in-the-arab-world/
The Arabic words for “the Middle East” is Al-sharq al-awsat.
Awsat is the superlative and elative form of wastah. That is, the most middle/connected.
Chinese culture has a similar concept called guanxi which means “closed system”.
I feel like it’s pretty much the case everywhere, but yes, it’s a tad worse in authoritarian third world shit holes.
I imagine the ‘connected’ cultures strongly overlap with the Face/shame ones, directly related.
‘Our’ culture says otherwise, but reputation, standing, etc still immense value for ‘us.’ See: Our truthful read of the Ivy League as a place to make contacts more than to engage in innovative research.
Also true, I don’t internally ‘know’ what a Shame Culture would feel like. I’ve got plenty of shame, and I get upset with myself with a job poorly (or not) done, but I know my internal reaction to such doesn’t even touch the intrinsic cultural machine that the Koreans+ I worked with also intrinsically ‘feel.’
The flip side, I s’pose, is our culture has mutated into a ‘Pride for all’ bastardization. The wrecking ball needs quicker swingin’, but I’m pleased so far, considering the difficulties and fierce opposition from the Judiciary.
I took a class with him. Cut me off mid-presentation. I think I got off lightly.
I’d love to hear more about that, if you don’t mind.
I’m gonna agree. That sounds mighty interesting.
Yeah, make with the deets.
First thing that came to mind on seeing the title
https://youtu.be/WBqXaUXnEtM
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TWO POINTS!, Mother Clucker’s!
I’m takin’ that to the
bankcredit union.If there was a point system for Firsts, I’d have the most points.
I’m Poppy.
Poppy is a would for me. She can First on my face.
As long as I have a face, Poppy will always have a place to First.
Who’s on first?
https://youtube.com/shorts/bpYg3cC1RPI?si=j3vnauhpFpwgh6if
I “know” one of those songs, the baseball one. Pop is not my forte.
From 1997. It might be Andrea and Sarah but it is not opera.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qjzJYa7tHLs
The only song they had to dub in because AF was her own self in each take. (The entire movie is worth watching just for the soundtrack.)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vet6AHmq3_s
The most 1980s Texas country song ever written.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mbH60wCO-Yw
And the musical retort (NSFW w/o headphones)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCL_IiUXiBc
Perusing the morning links, and not looking to dredge shit up, but:
This in regards to Biden being Obama’s puppet. In 2020 Democratic leadership was panicking because there was no one around to stop Bernie. They met (including Obama, of course) and struck a backroom deal to push Mindless Joe as the candidate. So, while voters went along, it was the typical Democratic top-down approach to politics that gave the anti-Bernie voters a candidate to coalesce around.
Also, Mindless Joe is a pretty good nickname for Biden. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone use that one.
1. Fantastic nickname. Especially germane now, with the Rose/ Black Sox to-be inductions.
2. This all makes sense, especially the machinations to out-primary Sanders (I forget what year), but citations (please) needed for Obama being the ‘Mastermind.’ His Chicago roots, sure, and many other things purposefully kept hidden, but he seemed happy with his $50M Netflix deal and other make-money -to-be -there (and maybe talk) gigs. He seems content taking the easiest route possible. (Divorce rumors. Hrm. Does seem funny how Obama had all the poon thrown at him and he could do whatever he wanted, if he chose to. Have Power? ‘They just LET you grab their pussy.’ <– Sigh. Useful lefty Idiots are a-ok ignoring their own clergy's sins.
TL;DR – Have an article handy showing Obama's still direct control over Team Blue machinations?
I got nuthin.
Tribal members don’t have to pay tolls on two bridges over the Columbia? How is this not an illegal form of discrimination. Strip the Indians of American citizenship until such time as they want to give up their “sovereign” tomfoolery and put the feather shit away.
Heading off for day 1 at the boat factory soon. I pounded an energy drink as an eye opener just like back at DLI before PT in 2016.
suggested music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNb54rwDQJM
I strongly endorse your journey into Day 1. Have a good commute and kick ass.
I’m curious how your factory work compares to mine. (Mine, less glamorous, me thinky. (I imagine yours involves much less human interaction. Jelly, am I in envy.)
Odd opposites of the same coin, you and I. I strongly approve.
🙁
I’m runing out of my quiet wee hours of the morning. Soon the world will wake around me and the workday will be upon me.
I’m probably sadder about one of my radishes. It appears that the tallest stalk which kept falling over was because the plant never moved on from the sprout phase to the next stage of development. The stem never turned green or hardened. I tried to prop it up, but then the stem folded over the prop and appears to have started wilting all the leaves.
😥
I’m sorry about your radish. 😞 I hope the others are doing better.
The rest of them look more normal. But what do I know about Radishes.
Just another day. It’ll fly by, and then you can attend to the rest of your radishes. The wilting one still has grandfatherly wisdom to impart to its kin, the vet in the rookie ‘pen.
If the forlorn ties an onion to its belt, then.. uh. You may have something special. Hope for a cloudy day, and favorable shaking may transpire, with two bits to spare.
The radishes are all the same age – I planted them all on May 3rd.
You two are early.
You are late.
Hyp, you’re a contractor, right? If you work as far out as Newark, drop me a line at thecow at grummun dot com.
You want to put a contract out on someone? 😳
You want to put a contract out on someone?
I’ve got a list. Jeebus, such a list.
Nice game last night, by the way, GT. I didn’t get any of them, not surprising.
Hey, hey Glibsters!
😎✌🏼🌤️
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6J2OlIpQgF8
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What about the rest of us?
Hey, hey plant killers. 💀
You are Number 6.
😭
Good morning, Sean, U, Ted’S., Teh Hype, EfE, and Derpy!
Morning.
How goes?
Very well, thanks! Not too hateful a day ahead – I just need to review payroll, though I won’t give it final approval until tomorrow. Board meeting tonight, but the most I may have to do for that is call the restaurant where they’ll eat afterward and add one person to our reservation, since our directors can’t seem to confirm their attendance when we ask them to. 🙄
How are you?
I have a single change to implement at noon for a minor bugfix. I have to talk to the network folks to go and batter my head against a brick wall.
The brick wall is a problem that’s been hanging around too long unsolved. I don’t get far each time I have to tackle it.
I hope you have a helmet! 😖
🤕
Send the Board to Golden Corral.
Coming to you live, from the 19th floor….
suh’ fam
whats goody
Good morning, homey. NATO’s coming to town. I can barely contain my excitement. 😑
I know. Jugsy is already pissy about how theyre re-arranging everything downtown because it directly impacts her commute.
You know, we need to reclaim the acronym. RATO and JATO are Rocket-Assited Take-Off, and Jet-Assisted Take-Off. NATO should be Nuclear-Assisted Take-Off. Make Orion Great Again.
No American Taxes Overseas?
Now hold on – I still say we should tax anyone recieving illicit American funds. Bribes are income earned in the US, thus taxable.
To be clear, I meant not to SEND any American tax dollars overseas. But barring that, I do like your idea.
Ah.
That is the downside of short slogans. Easy to misunderstand.
[grumble, grumble] can’t wait for the solstice and the days getting shorter
Stop wishing the year away. Soon you’ll be griping about the cold snow and dark.
Good morning! Sorry I missed the post last night, it was quite busy. Nice post!
Thanks, and good morning to you, too!
Q would rather it was busty.
I posted the original WSJ story about this. It’s nice that it looks like it is going to work out.
A Comedian Saves a Railroad With Purchase of a New Jersey Home
https://www.wsj.com/lifestyle/model-railroad-james-murray-ac709a96?st=dDKtLL&reflink=desktopwebshare_permalink
Good stuff from Steyn this morning.
– “If you want to go on cable TV and debate whether Joe Biden’s prostate should be removed and replaced by Jake Tapper, fine, knock yourself out. If you’re excited because Tim Walz is already two points up in Iowa, great.
But the only thing that matters is:
Who was running the US government these last four years?
And why isn’t he in prison?”
Morning all