tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-218759422024-03-05T18:15:35.288-06:00The Best I CanThe answer to the question "What am I doing?"Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-77824291573645878132010-12-19T18:20:00.003-06:002010-12-19T18:24:09.007-06:00Following the Heard - 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfRKsAUQ2Uq8X38n-dDQLvZ9gnN9jCoc0Xp9T4T0AkB_Uj-uNR2w8VgLf89tBx7CGjnJWi3-F-SmhtB3gYeQHHurd1CuK3Ru_dZIsAyZKc0nHJKse3XmgQDeh4skIe2vdyDhzk8A/s1600/2010cover.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfRKsAUQ2Uq8X38n-dDQLvZ9gnN9jCoc0Xp9T4T0AkB_Uj-uNR2w8VgLf89tBx7CGjnJWi3-F-SmhtB3gYeQHHurd1CuK3Ru_dZIsAyZKc0nHJKse3XmgQDeh4skIe2vdyDhzk8A/s400/2010cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552553330404000482" border="0" /></a><br />Put it all out on 8tracks for you to enjoy: the music heard in 2010 I found most worth listening to again. The cover's above and the links are below:<br /><br /><a href="http://8tracks.com/garrieburr/following-the-heard-2010-a">Part A</a><br /><a href="http://8tracks.com/garrieburr/following-the-heard-2010-b-1">Part B</a>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-14263935502517707092010-09-14T18:40:00.000-05:002010-09-14T18:41:18.050-05:00What's for dinner<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxJqhstjRYtL8zC3IHwqXTBGAn-p3jNuDYnVhwoxT_q4J8y0xrMrnsz7qzdP0eBbOQnBZqorNRaGPPN0S_1TSPnvZqPK_YFx-PXO5TC8OxiAeX5yx6kKodUu1pvCT_tFU6bX883Q/s1600/dinner.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxJqhstjRYtL8zC3IHwqXTBGAn-p3jNuDYnVhwoxT_q4J8y0xrMrnsz7qzdP0eBbOQnBZqorNRaGPPN0S_1TSPnvZqPK_YFx-PXO5TC8OxiAeX5yx6kKodUu1pvCT_tFU6bX883Q/s400/dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516918275234053186" border="0" /></a>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-27354709521885245172010-09-04T08:25:00.003-05:002010-09-04T10:02:31.395-05:00<p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQPeFfwO42u_pzPzPamt75s2teH93c4ZAXwnHfnyy50T5fHcomqFrioUapQdJ6PRwGtnctRo7EOhooOYiFVCnN4ZZLsjRJHYs4CDru-AyeDOJZwSZURsK6dBaI_5L4OD0O0ECUjw/s1600/IMG_0006-736334.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQPeFfwO42u_pzPzPamt75s2teH93c4ZAXwnHfnyy50T5fHcomqFrioUapQdJ6PRwGtnctRo7EOhooOYiFVCnN4ZZLsjRJHYs4CDru-AyeDOJZwSZURsK6dBaI_5L4OD0O0ECUjw/s320/IMG_0006-736334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513048952186379986" border="0" /></a></p> What?Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-23481566094949721862010-06-22T07:50:00.000-05:002010-06-22T07:52:08.595-05:00Chill<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9qUhAu9qCiEWhZcTdRiI14unPCsi6rsfefyEnylfUT2CUxtT2t9QVqdI4PlmubiOuvrm_mO3TroYZWyAnwi-DLyH1aPJf7iztmZzwfqcr1DQWO1_xC3fNZZPp8up0Sf_nkoGKGg/s1600/lemonade-recipe.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9qUhAu9qCiEWhZcTdRiI14unPCsi6rsfefyEnylfUT2CUxtT2t9QVqdI4PlmubiOuvrm_mO3TroYZWyAnwi-DLyH1aPJf7iztmZzwfqcr1DQWO1_xC3fNZZPp8up0Sf_nkoGKGg/s400/lemonade-recipe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485579851642357394" border="0" /></a>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-12176881524460969192010-05-21T12:11:00.002-05:002010-08-24T07:04:15.721-05:00Multimedia message<p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoSI2ss7-0v1q92StPBe15DW8dWui7GDVRdJj1d2ZG7RoEXv-UBYg5xK_dlymXXXwoMS6esj8HUpo5PeIUqVJNqs_5ptKu0qVux3pE6E2BculQJ2e40W6PB5zmxLcFhTabQtIQgg/s1600/0521101206-00-709121.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoSI2ss7-0v1q92StPBe15DW8dWui7GDVRdJj1d2ZG7RoEXv-UBYg5xK_dlymXXXwoMS6esj8HUpo5PeIUqVJNqs_5ptKu0qVux3pE6E2BculQJ2e40W6PB5zmxLcFhTabQtIQgg/s320/0521101206-00-709121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473772219779941250" border="0" /></a></p>Moblog of blogGarrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-61411829454262081762010-03-28T16:49:00.002-05:002010-08-24T07:04:40.342-05:00FW:<p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9QoEDHKlLiCulOitmk9yfthNRd7nr_Fz62RQxu7RoZESXwwFbVmvamVwusqQH7zRe9c9r_DlWrxFx6SK-2KWXbjwcGRIkqA_gzjicw6-fXr0O9o6JD73jL-_bH9BkLwUJ4rI2Ag/s1600/0328100444-00-793776.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9QoEDHKlLiCulOitmk9yfthNRd7nr_Fz62RQxu7RoZESXwwFbVmvamVwusqQH7zRe9c9r_DlWrxFx6SK-2KWXbjwcGRIkqA_gzjicw6-fXr0O9o6JD73jL-_bH9BkLwUJ4rI2Ag/s320/0328100444-00-793776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453805277302732658" border="0" /></a></p>Oh this should be good!Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-35466755969188667982009-10-24T10:58:00.016-05:002009-10-27T07:31:11.105-05:00The Black Cat<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKEyemvuRRVgPtjsZbkFf5xTNUT94qN3KQqnxvTuHl7WF5ZXTyid6HiPO9_sVC-bZtXdaGEnyq7v53C7YnzBiQ_npQzfHGLJi6yUxRLZsc0-3khBpgg9wZXP4r1xb8L2x9qTSXUQ/s1600-h/poe.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKEyemvuRRVgPtjsZbkFf5xTNUT94qN3KQqnxvTuHl7WF5ZXTyid6HiPO9_sVC-bZtXdaGEnyq7v53C7YnzBiQ_npQzfHGLJi6yUxRLZsc0-3khBpgg9wZXP4r1xb8L2x9qTSXUQ/s400/poe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397240008778049282" border="0" /></a>"This is a tricky house," says the honeymooning husband, Peter, no apostle, but a mystery writer (or should I say "writer of mysteries"?) hunkered down in Hungary in the house redesigned, rebuilt, upon the remains of a fortress lost in great battle and the thousands of bodies given up their lives in the loss -- a stage manufactured in all senses by the Bauhausian engineer Hjalmar Poelzig. Peter comes to his tricky conclusion without having yet experienced the lower levels of the tower. Before the aforementioned battle the tower served as gun turret, now it holds the strange scene you see at the top of this posting. <br /><br />What for the huge piece of graph paper attached to the wall – used in guiding the missiles? How floats the woman? Why does Bela (call him here “Dr. Vitus Wedergast” though you could never pronounce it in just the same perfect way the former count can when first we meet him in this film) Lugosi recoil in horror? Is it the woman? The shadow of the cat? Or, is the reaction no acting but a real revulsion toward Karloff, who plays Poelzig, who gets top billing though he’s only the heavy. (“Here comes the heavy,” he reportedly would say during the filming before he made each entrance.)<br /><br /><center><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf" w3c="true" flashvars="config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/PhantasmagoriaTheater-TheBlackCat1934948-2/format=Thumbnail?.jpg","autoPlay":true,"scaling":"fit"},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/PhantasmagoriaTheater-TheBlackCat1934948-2/PhantasmagoriaTheater-TheBlackCat1934948_512kb.mp4","autoPlay":false,"accelerated":true,"scaling":"fit","provider":"h264streaming"}],"clip":{"autoPlay":false,"accelerated":true,"scaling":"fit","provider":"h264streaming"},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":false,"fullscreen":true,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"},"h264streaming":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.h264streaming-3.0.5.swf"}},"contextMenu":[{"Item PhantasmagoriaTheater-TheBlackCat1934948-2 at archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}" height="250" width="350"></embed></center><br />The scene always lingers somewhere in my mind, in the place reserved for favorites: My favorite Bela Lugosi vs. Boris Karloff film, possibly because it was directed by Edgar G. Ulmer -- who had a scary story of his own, which I will relate some time soon. To view the entire film above in a larger frame, go to the <a href="http://www.archive.org/details/PhantasmagoriaTheater-TheBlackCat1934948-2">Internet Archive</a> where this admittedly-murky print is housed.<br /><br />Nothing really here to see of Edgar Allen Poe's <a href="http://www.poestories.com/text.php?file=blackcat">original story</a>, except perhaps for the spirit of perverseness... or in honor of Poe and this particular story I should most definitely type PERVERSENESS.<br /><blockquote>"Of this spirit philosophy takes no account. Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heart -- one of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of Man. Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or a stupid action, for no other reason than because he knows he should <span style="font-style: italic;">not?</span> Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgment, to violate that which is <span style="font-style: italic;">Law</span>, merely because we understand it to be such? This spirit of perverseness, I say, came to my final overthrow. It was this unfathomable longing of the soul <span style="font-style: italic;">to vex itself</span> -- to offer violence to its own nature -- to do wrong for the wrong's sake only -- that urged me to continue and finally to consummate the injury I had inflicted upon the unoffending brute. One morning, in cold blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree -- hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bitterest remorse at my heart -- hung it <span style="font-style: italic;">because</span> I knew that it had loved me, and <span style="font-style: italic;">because</span> I felt it had given me no reason of offence -- hung it <span style="font-style: italic;">because</span> I knew that in so doing I was committing a sin -- a deadly sin that would so jeopardize my immortal soul as to place it -- if such a thing were possible -- even beyond the reach of the infinite mercy of the Most Merciful and Most Terrible God."</blockquote><br /><a href="http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=music.artistalbums&artistid=4201&albumid=10270566">Click this here underlined phrase to hear "The Raven" album by Lou Reed </a> -- a peculiar and sometimes-difficult piece of work, Reed putting to music his interpretations and sometimes rewritings of Poe. Much of the blocked quote above is used in "I Wanna Know (The Pit and the Pendulum)" and the spirit of PERVERSENESS made more convincing with backing vocals by the Blind Boys of Alabama. Listen to it at the link above and come back when you can.<br /><br />While you are gone: What you've seen so far in this posting remains rough and I will keep coming back in your absence with additions, with new thoughts to smooth out the inconsistencies. A new way of doing things here, but perhaps just another example of what we call PERVERSENESS.Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-40817630922550551922009-10-07T08:16:00.001-05:002009-10-16T19:33:32.406-05:00Doorway to the Unknown<p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL13jnT2r7bwTRHSh7sTndSvlX4MJuNsdpd-PeYYfbZFUqGEAzP2hop1p-cF2uKrHgdRNfjPeVdWX-zpphBpFk0Idkcs5VdaKDfawVBDE84HCCA8PWiEJ46YMl1yo6hT4EBYLf9g/s1600-h/bm-image-703078.jpe"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL13jnT2r7bwTRHSh7sTndSvlX4MJuNsdpd-PeYYfbZFUqGEAzP2hop1p-cF2uKrHgdRNfjPeVdWX-zpphBpFk0Idkcs5VdaKDfawVBDE84HCCA8PWiEJ46YMl1yo6hT4EBYLf9g/s320/bm-image-703078.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389843810358437730" border="0" /></a></p>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-40694978804297336572009-09-15T12:08:00.002-05:002009-09-15T12:19:24.524-05:00As long as you live...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSWTzXCmHwRq2CUaPG2oVrm32TcXz8vGp72GQEGFLDVsM6XPaJ1LsuERltU4SUmUlclXFBSxywtwkJgO1hCwetYdrXJozsWCQ9Co9yJ-oWxBDovlZlwpdX49KebrSczYcgpjwAsQ/s1600-h/1939superman.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSWTzXCmHwRq2CUaPG2oVrm32TcXz8vGp72GQEGFLDVsM6XPaJ1LsuERltU4SUmUlclXFBSxywtwkJgO1hCwetYdrXJozsWCQ9Co9yJ-oWxBDovlZlwpdX49KebrSczYcgpjwAsQ/s400/1939superman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381742376713474978" border="0" /></a>"Remember this as long as you live: whenever you meet up with anyone who is trying to cause trouble between people...anyone who tries to tell you that a man can't be a good American because he's a Catholic or a Jew, a Protestant or whatever: you can be pretty sure he's a rotten American himself. Not only a rotten American, but a rotten human being! Don't ever forget that!"<br /><br />So spoke Superman, warning youngsters about the so-called "Guardians of America" in a story entitled "The Hate Mongers Organization", from the Superman radio show in 1946, as quoted in the excellent new book "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Flights-Fantasy-Unauthorized-Adventures-Superman/dp/1593933444/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1253034832&sr=8-1">Flights of Fantasy -- The Unauthorized but True Story of Radio & TV's Adventures of Superman</a>" by Michael J. Hayde.Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-90673176495280417932009-07-12T14:34:00.000-05:002009-07-12T14:35:30.127-05:00Following the Heard - 2009 continues<object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,28,0" width="100%" height="80" ><param name="movie" value="http://8tracks.com/mixes/36179/player_v2"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="FlashVars" value="bg_color=_000000"><embed FlashVars="bg_color=_000000" src="http://8tracks.com/mixes/36179/player_v2" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="80" allowscriptaccess="always" ></embed></object><br /><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,28,0" width="100%" height="80" ><param name="movie" value="http://8tracks.com/mixes/36185/player_v2"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="FlashVars" value="bg_color=_000000"><embed FlashVars="bg_color=_000000" src="http://8tracks.com/mixes/36185/player_v2" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="80" allowscriptaccess="always" ></embed></object>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-40405068398366448052009-06-17T09:01:00.005-05:002009-06-17T09:19:52.237-05:00Blink of an Eye<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wacobrothers.com/wb/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9EhIt3Xcp4YHb84tB_xSWBNEZSbMKHqT4iGqs0uo8odJyq2v_hhg7PZD-vkaell97tTyBSrM2cx-kSCnx80RkCUBAutgBoQzmjQkfpZmZb9H88cd2ejLg1ko9yAUgvQQ9UoWXbw/s400/wacossec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298081353685026" border="0" /></a>It's been much longer than I thought. You've been patient about the recent sparse postings, so how about a nice reward -- a free and legal show of the <a href="http://wacobrothers.com/wb/">Waco Brothers</a> at <a href="http://www.hideoutchicago.com/">The Hideout</a> in Chicago? It's courtesy of the band themselves and the <a href="http://www.archive.org/">Internet Archive</a> ...<br /><br />The Wacos are a so-called "alternative country" group created by <a href="http://www.mekons.de/mekonhom.htm">The Mekons</a>' Jon Langford. This may help some people: think of how <a href="http://www.theclash.com/">The Clash</a> would sound if they explored country music instead of dub or rap in 1980. Or, how about just taking a listen by clicking the 'play' arrow on the bar below? Once you've enjoyed the show (and you will) you can get more of their stuff <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Waco-Brothers/e/B000AQ2N6I/ref=ep_sprkl_mus_B000AQ2N6I?pf_rd_p=477106911&pf_rd_s=auto-sparkle&pf_rd_t=301&pf_rd_i=waco%20brothers&pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_r=1HSDG0ZWEE5CFKVS6PW6">here</a>...<br /><br /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf" w3c="true" flashvars="config={"key":"#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4","playlist":[{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t01_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":false},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t02_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t03_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t04_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t05_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t06_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t07_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t08_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t09_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t10_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t11_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t12_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t13_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t14_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t15_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true},{"url":"http://www.archive.org/download/wacos2005-03-16.shnf/wacos2005-03-16t16_vbr.mp3","autoPlay":true}],"clip":{"autoPlay":true},"canvas":{"backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"none"},"plugins":{"audio":{"url":"http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf"},"controls":{"playlist":true,"fullscreen":false,"gloss":"high","backgroundColor":"0x000000","backgroundGradient":"medium","sliderColor":"0x777777","progressColor":"0x777777","timeColor":"0xeeeeee","durationColor":"0x01DAFF","buttonColor":"0x333333","buttonOverColor":"0x505050"}},"contextMenu":[{"Item wacos2005-03-16.shnf at archive.org":"function()"},"-","Flowplayer 3.0.5"]}" width="350" height="24"></embed>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-2282505293623901842009-05-22T07:00:00.001-05:002009-05-22T07:02:26.860-05:00See the possibilities<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfb4xLLm-bh3-DaSrR8U-DY6syZasnfXF7BrVs43DAuNnT0SrE2UIBAp4RvCc2px1EONfp-FAXFMMBzn3Du74Nyg9VB_2KrAE8qpGwqAld94pLU8U_SvicjAZ-XP2-2KXEZKUIww/s1600-h/eyes5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfb4xLLm-bh3-DaSrR8U-DY6syZasnfXF7BrVs43DAuNnT0SrE2UIBAp4RvCc2px1EONfp-FAXFMMBzn3Du74Nyg9VB_2KrAE8qpGwqAld94pLU8U_SvicjAZ-XP2-2KXEZKUIww/s400/eyes5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338617363905474114" border="0" /></a>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-22001547249693087222009-05-14T06:52:00.002-05:002009-05-22T07:02:52.387-05:00Rut = Row<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXlZB2-VUv5F_h6eux_wvnlnX7VB9E3iFcLsjttZtifkznXci58isjR4qHxFT-mARWaoXMgCcNQeXC1xvqwI0ZMoQVpJihbET_ZFwlpQZmI6I6rlh7P_WPWxI2uEw7ONBKkfhcg/s1600-h/scooby-snacked.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXlZB2-VUv5F_h6eux_wvnlnX7VB9E3iFcLsjttZtifkznXci58isjR4qHxFT-mARWaoXMgCcNQeXC1xvqwI0ZMoQVpJihbET_ZFwlpQZmI6I6rlh7P_WPWxI2uEw7ONBKkfhcg/s400/scooby-snacked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335646549759482002" border="0" /></a>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-58130723099718952392009-05-13T06:51:00.003-05:002009-05-13T07:13:20.659-05:00Harmony out of Memory LandWoke up to the refrain of <a href="http://www.redhotjazz.com/tlband.html">Ted Lewis</a> singing his hit from the 1920s, "Walking Around In A Dream", and though I can't yet find a legally-shareable clip of the song itself, I ran across a 1929 clip of Lewis and his band which you may view below.<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WADhw1temyM&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WADhw1temyM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />Yes, that's Noah Beery as the Big Pirate in the scene. It was part of Warner Brothers 1929 revue "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Show_of_Shows">The Show of Shows</a>" reportedly largely lost, except for clips like this. I'll have to see what else I can find of it on the YouTube.Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-728791289100780812009-05-12T07:00:00.005-05:002011-05-20T09:24:35.276-05:00The Invention of "What"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1nZtm3U29GzGq9BhPI-E7nac3N-TizzyZdtJbgMMGNKbEPxWh3eLzhhuOYK25dsEk1UHB70Uiwq9y0q8Y55nono8t-jVWen2_-fhoVysMPxbvp2eVKg9vJ4JCzZetU9sVNiNI0w/s1600-h/bday-man.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1nZtm3U29GzGq9BhPI-E7nac3N-TizzyZdtJbgMMGNKbEPxWh3eLzhhuOYK25dsEk1UHB70Uiwq9y0q8Y55nono8t-jVWen2_-fhoVysMPxbvp2eVKg9vJ4JCzZetU9sVNiNI0w/s400/bday-man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334914825299269202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">My reasons for posting the following are not yet fully-formed in my mind. Take it then at your own leisure, at your own pace.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">From Steven Johnson's "The Invention of Air":</span><br /></span><blockquote style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">"...in Priestley's age at least, leisure time was where ideas happened. You can't dabble in scientific experiments when you've got to use all your cognitive resources just to put food on the table, or when you don't even have a table to put the food on. Priestley was a professional minister and educator, in that he was paid directly for those labors, but in some fundamental sense he was an amateur scientist, particularly through the first two decades of his life. Like most of his Enlightenment-era peers, he was a hobbyist where science was concerned."</span></blockquote><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Priestley reached the top of Maslow's pyramid. His journey unburdened by worries about his next meal or the roof over his head; someone is paying him to think and to pass on knowledge. The latter action made Priestley something to talk about, as well. Though he was mistaken in some of his beliefs, he expended energy in putting his true and false thoughts to paper and mailing them to friends and associates around the world, including Benjamin Franklin. Franklin's thoughts on sharing information could be best said in his own words (quoted by Johnson in "Invention").</span><br /></span><blockquote style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">"These Thoughts, my dear Friend, are many of them crude and hasty, and if I were merely ambitious of acquiring some Reputation in Philosophy, I ought to keep them by me, 'till corrected and improved by Time and farther Experience. But since even short Hints, and imperfect Experiments in any new Branch of Science, being communicated, have oftentimes a good Effect, in exciting the attention of the Ingenious to the Subject, and so becoming the Occassion of more exact disquisitions (as I before observed) and more compleat Discoveries, you are at Liberty to communicate this Paper to whom you please; it being of more Importance that Knowledge should increase, than that your Friend should be thought an accurate Philosopher."<br /></span></blockquote><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">This sounds much like what we see going around the Internet -- on blogs, and comments, and discussion groups -- the sharing of thoughts and ideas in various stages of completeness and validity. Much like this post here. My own leisure time for the day is at an end and I must now click 'publish post' but will return tomorrow with more stuff.</span></span><blockquote></blockquote>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-83224658164674904922009-05-11T07:23:00.004-05:002009-05-11T14:13:56.163-05:00Good Samaratinism<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.radioarchives.org/DocSavage.htm"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 330px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoAIauTSnMk338rJw4PD-Sp-HSXiAL54jDMUfKW4wmBzdzAWLTGoUR3ywg-kYVf1jVqqUjVGI7j2HodTuvFfe7rlg90BcsiR9QZIYcFWhH28EbmCoV_e021RiafX-VN5DpDNoFyQ/s400/doc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334542893038369458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">The adventurer Doc Savage and his men, after keeping the pirate Tom Too from taking over the Luzon Union, leave behind a legacy for the country, The Savage Memorial Hospital. "The institution was to operate always under one inflexible rule -- payment from no one but those who could afford it."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Thus ended another rousing adventure in Doc Savage magazine, "Pirate of the Pacific" by Lester Dent, cover-dated July 1933, only a few months after what many consider the absolute nadir of the Great Depression. Roosevelt had been President for only a few months, as well. I've been trying to find if their philanthropy carries some special classification in economic terms. It's not charity because it's not giving services away to everyone, just helping those who need it. “Good Samaratinism”, perhaps?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">This year and its economic problems brought out similar good Samaratinism in people from different fields...</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />In restaurants, we've got:</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">The <a href="http://www.soallmayeat.org/">S.A.M.E. Cafe</a> in Denver, a restaurant with a priceless menu -- priceless in that there are no prices on the menu's items. They ask that patrons pay what they can afford for the meal, stating that everyone deserves the same service, the same quality of food, no matter their economic circumstances. "S.A.M.E." stands for "So All May Eat" and those with no money at all get the chance to work for the meal -- serving, cleaning, etc. The food itself comes from the high-end of the culinary world (spinach souffle instead of cold beans). It's not a soup kitchen, with dignity for the food as well as the customers. NBC ran a spot on it, which you can view <a href="http://thebestican.tumblr.com/post/86110985/nightly-news-video-in-denver-a-pay-what-you-can">here</a>.</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />In the field of Medicine, we have news of doctors <a href="http://www.ama-assn.org/amednews/2009/03/16/bil20316.htm">offering their regular patients one free preventive visit per year</a>.</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">And <a href="http://www.sj-r.com/breaking/x110658136/Illinois-doctor-offers-free-treatment-in-recession">this doctor</a> who gives free treatment through 2009 for his patients who have lost their jobs.<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />If the economy continues to be depressing it's great comfort to realize the examples above are just the ones we've heard of, and that the reporting of their examples has undoubtedly led to the raising of other helping hands. It may not solve all the problems we've got, but it adds a little weight to the side that says that the problems are worth solving, that the human race is worth saving.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">NOTE: The image above comes from the cover of a Doc Savage magazine reprint which you can purchase </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.radioarchives.org/DocSavage.htm">here</a><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span><br /></span></span>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-79257982784110183462009-05-10T15:37:00.007-05:002009-05-10T19:06:06.402-05:00Following the Heard - 2009 so far<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2xqJu-GpMVZVWOA4bqKaxXWifToVteS1fNyWLgiOG270e6_sWaKbSJ7enq1TGOfsiwBl7nrZGK5zQQiKrj0RSTcSV4Z92WMfz_5Mhsd4gOllD5z3aj3sDpge2OE52o5iP6miyw/s1600-h/2009A.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2xqJu-GpMVZVWOA4bqKaxXWifToVteS1fNyWLgiOG270e6_sWaKbSJ7enq1TGOfsiwBl7nrZGK5zQQiKrj0RSTcSV4Z92WMfz_5Mhsd4gOllD5z3aj3sDpge2OE52o5iP6miyw/s400/2009A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334298007510414994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">We're rapidly approaching the half-way mark of another year, and musically the tone feels kind of 1969, kind of 1979. Will 1989 and 1999 also make an appearance before we're through? Time of course may tell, but may not fully reveal itself until we're further down the road. Just glad we've got another Marianne Faithfull disc. Dylan's on sale again too, and sounds like he's continuing the fine form of his other 21st century discs, and will undoubtedly appear here in another few months.<br /><br />Here's the rundown:<br /><br />1) What's In the Middle - The Bird And The Bee<br />2) Lucid Dreams - Franz Ferdinand<br />3) Keep The Streets Empty For Me - Fever Ray<br />4) The Brave and The Snake - P.O.S.<br />5) Bang Bang - K'naan<br />6) Cost of Living - Living Things<br />7) Straight to Hell - Lily Allen (featuring Mick Jones)<br />8) Heads Will Roll - Yeah Yeah Yeahs<br />9) Heartbroken, in Disrepair - Dan Auerbach<br />10) Hold On Hold On - Marianne Faithfull<br />11) Bozos - Amadou & Mariam<br />12) Middle Cyclone - Neko Case<br />13) Nothing Seems The Same - Heartless Bastards<br />14) Gasoline and Matches - Buddy & Julie Miller<br />15) Right Side Of My Brain - The-Dream<br />16) Happy House - The Juan MacLean<br />17) The Loneliness of Magnets - The Handsome Family<br /><br />If you'd rather hear the songs, than just read about them, check out a version of this mix on my 8tracks.com site <a href="http://8tracks.com/garrieburr">here</a>...</span><br /></span>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-12867655750926911262009-05-05T08:16:00.001-05:002009-05-05T09:47:20.386-05:00Further on up he rode<p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_rAfm2dcC5OleJkoa3E6cHp_cLITJr-gkoRYsCefKTY0ZuvFk_ECokvbNbSFulgo3CpXV-Ue2E2epDsHJbeeca8Roi33GdYr5hfKTm95-kChgA36vPKv1MVixq_mb65kG39eHg/s1600-h/bm-image-724450.jpe"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_rAfm2dcC5OleJkoa3E6cHp_cLITJr-gkoRYsCefKTY0ZuvFk_ECokvbNbSFulgo3CpXV-Ue2E2epDsHJbeeca8Roi33GdYr5hfKTm95-kChgA36vPKv1MVixq_mb65kG39eHg/s320/bm-image-724450.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326129115540930" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: left;" class="mobile-photo"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">It did not take me a month to get this much further into <a href="http://stlouis.missouri.org/citygov/parks/forestpark/">Forest Park</a> (far further than I have ever rode before) but it took me that long to finally blog about it. Stephen Berlin Johnson's new book, "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Invention-Air-Steven-Johnson/dp/1594488525">The Invention of Air</a>" is correct about the importance of Leisure Time and I hope to have enough of it soon to continue recording these adventures.</span></span><br /></p>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-23092682382638658122009-04-04T13:16:00.002-05:002009-04-06T15:01:20.558-05:00Two-tired<p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifUlS2T6J1xo2OyLIk36sp24hwuP4hJ1dx6YmSrQyXBLUZCqX73hWDInxm4j2pp56MIn__SjMgZoG1goVEt1ywk9AosFMDp6psYkNk21RGsLQKBNSaT2GX0X5LJafWvDifEqiX6A/s1600-h/bm-image-708311.jpe"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifUlS2T6J1xo2OyLIk36sp24hwuP4hJ1dx6YmSrQyXBLUZCqX73hWDInxm4j2pp56MIn__SjMgZoG1goVEt1ywk9AosFMDp6psYkNk21RGsLQKBNSaT2GX0X5LJafWvDifEqiX6A/s320/bm-image-708311.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320900156013127602" border="0" /></a></p>Excitingly, exceedingly, exhausted ... my first trip of the season out on the bike and made it all the way to WU. Unfortunately this is only a quarter of my trip!Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-11626195142068382822009-02-17T21:17:00.006-06:002009-02-28T08:37:01.697-06:00Heigh-ho, heigh-ho<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQxZLeZgCIEmpDYwvPfKZFyO64tdEeukHarbxpViTRYtcSP5YCnFCzhI3CwOvV7733V67JQFmobnLH-rELOqy37MRaF7B1eFhLGzO2cz2CBPBLQqIITVUxIbuETFfVAl90mbQcPA/s1600-h/Western_concert_flute.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 38px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQxZLeZgCIEmpDYwvPfKZFyO64tdEeukHarbxpViTRYtcSP5YCnFCzhI3CwOvV7733V67JQFmobnLH-rELOqy37MRaF7B1eFhLGzO2cz2CBPBLQqIITVUxIbuETFfVAl90mbQcPA/s400/Western_concert_flute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307852759513317778" border="0" /></a><br />During the usual wait for the first of several traffic lights to change my way one morning I noticed a lackadaisical fellow loping along at his own westward pace – a very slow pace considering the cold and his lack of coat, but one with a purpose slightly skewed from those more often adhered to during a rush hour in February. He was playing a slide flute and, by the way that he walked, whistling with it an uncommonly slow march. Could not hear it over the music I had blasting behind my rolled-tight windows, but though the beat seemed more of a dirge, the pleased expression on his hairy unkempt face sang otherwise. His big blue eyes saw warmth and joy, somewhere, and he did not care how long the journey, or how cold the morning light<br /><br />Several long blocks westward I came to another light and stopped, about to look back in my side view mirror to see if the sliding flautist still marched my way, when another marcher came to view a block or so ahead. Another marcher, yes, but one driven eastward by different beats and a definite purpose, of places to be, dressed neatly, sharply, in brown camouflage fatigues. Despite his well-defined manner, his location and neighborhood made it more likely he was home on leave and keeping fit, adhering to his own daily rush hour of regimen.<br /><br />My light changed and, before I reached the next one, I thought about what would happen when the joyful jaunt of my first marcher crossed paths with that of the second.<br /><br />A few days later I sat at the light, going home from work: Pony-tailed runner with wrap-around sideburns jogged a pretty fast pace westward down the street, head back, eyes in a half-squint into the sun. He wore red white and blue sweats. Ahead of him another guy -- with a flute, a regular silver flute. His hair was also long, (but loose) and he wore a long-sleeve crazy paisley printed dress-shirt and jeans, hiking boots, clomping along as he too ran into the sun. His pace kept him -ahead- of the sweat-suit runner and he blew his flute the whole time. I rolled down my window, to see what I could hear as they passed me by. It sounded not so much like a song; could make out only two notes up and down the scale, up and down, up and down, up and down and he continued to run, to keep ahead of the sweat suit. Up and down, up and down, then ahead of me, red turned to green and I lost my sight of them in my mirror, in the dusk.Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-82353321091766814152009-01-30T13:24:00.017-06:002009-02-22T07:21:01.987-06:00If we were to call for help...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.godzillaondvd.com/medialoader.html"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyBRIKcu5m30ZZVJBhp1qqfoLxzPeaTOl5Bh39hkQOz2wlJIomodyAvDvAM2GvgtgiaOiu4UwOERmBKVZwnmxCk_BYH4otBYC7pqGHo-i2VJaOvFM28lEETD8LRjpqtq8PExU_Ww/s400/mothra-egg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297170207589115954" border="0" /></a><span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">A few years ago someone got in trouble over a fight at school. He was only five years old or so. The school asked him to write a short essay on what he did, why he did what he did and why he was sorry for what he did. So he did. And he signed the essay: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mothra">Mothra</a>.</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Happy birthday to you, young Mothra! May you continue to fearlessly flap your wings towards the future...</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"> <br /><br /></span></span></span><span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Although it's not the birthday of the -original- Divine Moth, still in his egg in the picture above, now's as good a time as any to celebrate.<br /><br />The music for this celebration comes from the same source as this posting's title: the Mothra song, originally performed by the Peanuts in 1961. Not many know the lyrics were in Malayan rather than Japanese.<br /><br />Hear the songs <a href="http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Island/2295/song.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Stills from Mothra's first battle with Godzilla (along with the original Japanese trailer) reside <a href="http://www.godzillaondvd.com/medialoader.html">here</a>. Of course, there's the 90s version of the song from the Rebirth of Mothra trilogy, put together with some of the big moth's greatest hits below...</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span><br /><object width="400" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NC4QvltkFiw&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NC4QvltkFiw&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"></embed></object>Ten years later they redid the song again...check it out below. Still trying to find the first 1961 version, but you can enjoy it yourself if you will only give -in- to the song and see the movies.<br /><object width="400" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qUbFX6KendY&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qUbFX6KendY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"></embed></object><br />Mothra is something you’re not really supposed to think about. It's something you just believe in -- a giant Tinkerbell who, in this case, can shoot rays from her antennae.<br /><br />Let yourself go and fly away to a place where large graceful things can bring beauty and Armageddon-time destruction at once.<br /><br />Yes, I believe a giant moth can fly, that it can fight off fierce fiery attacks from giant radioactive creatures of the deep, as well, and that somehow it finds time to save the planet and its children. If you’re lucky you can get a ride when the day is done. If you don’t believe, well, you might be too old. Too bad...Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-9105590809328135312009-01-24T11:40:00.017-06:002009-01-24T13:46:32.374-06:00Listen To Me!<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">The </span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://thebestican.blogspot.com/2009/01/their-dreams-they-dreamed-awake.html">Neko Case posting below</a><span style="font-family:georgia;"> exposed me to some different ways of presenting music files to the blog -- legal ways, of course.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">The link below will bring up an experiment I ran a couple of years ago with the </span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electroplankton">Electroplankton </a></span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electroplankton">music software for the Nintendo DS. </a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span>CAUTION: <a href="http://www.laurieanderson.com/">Laurie Anderson</a> talked about "difficult listening music" in reference to tuneful works which might make you think. The thoughts engendered by listening to the following are probably less beneficial to the world at large.<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.badongo.com/audio/13046615">Click this to hear my Electroplankton Experiment</a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">More sophisticated use of the DS and Electroplankton can be found in the video below:</span><br /><br /><object style="font-family: georgia;" width="400" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ug3f7jhztg&rel=0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ug3f7jhztg&rel=0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Or how about this use of the new </span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/KORG_DS-10">Korg synthesizer software for the DS</a><span style="font-family:georgia;">? Some might say it sucks...</span><br /><br /><object style="font-family: georgia;" width="400" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N_AaXKQZbXY&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N_AaXKQZbXY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">...But not me! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">BTW, both videos are the work of musician Jetdaisuke. More info </span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://tinycartridge.com/post/67657888/gadget-orchestra-by-jetdaisuke-similar-to-the">here</a><span style="font-family:georgia;">.</span></span> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"></script>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-11844294360485088092009-01-24T10:48:00.007-06:002009-01-24T13:47:30.744-06:00Their Dreams They Dreamed Awake<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazon.com/Middle-Cyclone-Neko-Case/dp/B001MWGZDG/ref=ntt_mus_ep_dpi"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh3zTqWCat8W_VMo040ZQjx2seTncQaM8sG3XT8nXmzYyxDmt3bIxgeKKeQMNyUQcucc86s43B40kT7bTzdcwtcwr76hb9KzFWiyq_bhIxyBihM2db80Yc6Ng6W1MMIHCSsNEqcw/s400/nekocover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294912063308509906" border="0" /></a>If I'm doing this right, by posting the following link to a free MP3, five dollars will be donated to the <a href="http://www.bestfriends.org/">Best Friends Animal Society</a>. That's the <a href="http://www.antilabelblog.com/?p=1301">deal</a> for all bloggers.<br /><br /><p><strong>Download</strong> at... <a href="http://www.anti.com/media/download/708">http://www.anti.com/media/download/708</a></p><br />The MP3 would be worth -your- while, regardless of the charity, as it's Neko Case's new single -- People Got A Lotta Nerve -- from her upcoming album "Middle Cyclone" which you can pre-order <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Middle-Cyclone-Neko-Case/dp/B001MWGZDG/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2?ie=UTF8&s=music&qid=1231985944&sr=8-2">here</a>. Very glad to literally hear she's got something new in the works as it's been a long time since the <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thenewpornographers">New Pornographers</a> (their New Challengers came out two years ago?) or her <a href="http://www.myspace.com/nekocase">solo stuff</a> (Fox Confessor Brings the Flood was almost three years ago?). Hopefully she'll also make her way here for a show...!Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-54796048858448547112009-01-04T10:57:00.010-06:002009-01-10T07:21:59.135-06:00The Spirit is Willing, but...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/the_spirit/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEu3LJ8Q-PewbBqHnVGKl-gSZtZ3pcMRTHeNzfHUDJDWfJ3HbEitnGuoPxfe_ABZUGDTwSUfwEUGHmdFBE-nTlc3WxXtxZFku_tOg52NOS9bb01pC2XrVsfVpBfdnDCTxV3L6okw/s400/moviespirit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287488475387180610" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">The recent film of “<a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/the_spirit/">The Spirit</a>” is not really a story, to paraphrase the character's creator <a href="http://willeisner.com/">Will Eisner</a>, “for little boys.” In other words, it is not for comic book fans who expect to see a faithful rendering of the Eisner classic strip. They really ought to know better. How many films based on comic book properties made it to the screen without revision and revamping? When will they learn?</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />Nevertheless, this type of revamping is sacrilege in some quarters. Those aware of comic book history revere Eisner, not just as an artist and writer who created his own characters – most notably, <a href="http://willeisner.com/spirit/index.html">The Spirit</a> – but who put a lot of thought into the form of the stories he put to paper. The limitless possibilities he saw of how to put together a story in comic book pages makes his work one of the few inarguable cornerstones of the industry.<br /><br />What many forget is that the form itself in Eisner’s work more often than not overshadowed substance. Moreover, when Eisner went for the substance later on in life, trying to tell the <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Contract-God-Trilogy-Dropsie-Avenue/dp/0393061051/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1231089543&sr=8-1">Big Story</a> with capitals <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Will-Eisners-New-York-Invisible/dp/039306106X/ref=pd_bxgy_b_text_b">B and S</a>, he became to me a boring preacher instead of a stimulating artist. (Think <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0034240/">Sullivan</a> trying to make "O Brother Where Art Thou" instead of "Ants in Their Pants 1939"...)<br /></span><br />For the star of this story: Eisner himself never really fleshed out the Spirit as a full-blown character, but rather used him as a tailor’s dummy on which to design his latest fashion. Mysteries, comedies, westerns, science fiction, combat, and romance: all fictional genres eventually made their way into the Spirit’s life “story.” The only constants: he got beat up a lot, he generally met incredibly motivated and beautiful women, and he always wore a blue mask and a red tie.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">So here comes writer/director <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Miller_%28comics%29">Frank Miller</a> with his film revisioning of Eisner’s character. Miller is a successful comic book writer/artist, who not only knew Eisner well (a book of their conversations on the art of comics was published a while back) but who also creates stories of style over substance. His <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Frank-Millers-Complete-City-Library/dp/1593963149/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1231089787&sr=1-1">Sin City</a> stories probably claim the largest fame -- best known by those not comic book fans -- as Robert Rodriguez made them into a largely successful <a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/sin_city/">film</a> a couple of years ago. </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />To Miller’s credit, this is not Sin City II, and “The Spirit” is not a shot-by-shot recreation of Eisner’s stories. He has created a stimulating amalgamation of his work and Eisner’s and for frustratingly long moments in this film, it successfully wows us with a campy piece of visually entertaining work. Where it bogs down is in the all-too-frequent scenes where tedious dialogue goes on and on and on and on without much in the way of something visually interesting to sustain us.<br /><br />That is the crime here and the root of my frustration. The entertaining parts are extremely entertaining, but because of the bad parts and the extremely bad reviews, not many will know that Miller, like Eisner’s Gerhard Shnobble, knew how to fly in this film. He just did not fly often enough. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">p.s. If you would like to learn more about Will Eisner’s The Spirit, to see what all the fuss is about, pick-up “<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Best-Spirit-Will-Eisner/dp/1401207553/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1231089885&sr=8-1">The Best of The Spirit</a>”. It’s a decent sampler of his work with the character. If you would like to see a more successful comic book re-imagining of Eisner’s character, check out both Darwyn Cooke’s <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Spirit-Vol-DC-Comics/dp/1401216188/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1231089885&sr=8-2">excellent modernization</a> and Alan Moore’s “<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Spirit-New-Adventures-Archives/dp/156971732X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1231089968&sr=8-1">The New Adventures of The Spirit</a>”.</span> </span><br /><br />p.p.s. Of course, any book links above should be ignored if you live in the St. Louis area. You don't need any links because you can more-easily visit the friendly folks at <a href="http://www.starclipper.com/blog/scblog.html">Starclipper</a> (see link to the right) who, if they do not already have the books in stock, will be glad to place your order.<br /><br />And now, we fly off with an Eisner-drawn Shnobble...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9NRrIgSASeRi2i1W02PWCMHOcLtDt99qtwEQQ_dfF6jzBp68NFkd6sxNeWAV2pZ1k9jNKAmL-Lh7WbGhI8lb9R9dOFO243R0eTpZVCIArDVBw8W1VZp4njKWQ_BOdNHGQs-FZWA/s1600-h/spirit35.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9NRrIgSASeRi2i1W02PWCMHOcLtDt99qtwEQQ_dfF6jzBp68NFkd6sxNeWAV2pZ1k9jNKAmL-Lh7WbGhI8lb9R9dOFO243R0eTpZVCIArDVBw8W1VZp4njKWQ_BOdNHGQs-FZWA/s400/spirit35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287492656353336562" border="0" /></a><br />BONUS REVIEW: Writer/artist (and Will Eisner fan) Kyle Baker <a href="http://thebakersanimationcartoons.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-review-spirit.html">weighs in</a> on the movie.Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21875942.post-74710051893165754322008-12-10T18:17:00.022-06:002008-12-11T07:11:56.617-06:00Things I Read Today<div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">Henning Nelms' "</span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Magic-Showmanship-Conjurers-Henning-Nelms/dp/0486410870/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1228955004&sr=1-1">Magic and Showmanship: A Handbook for Conjurers</a><span style="font-family:georgia;">"</span></span>:<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">"The Japanese define an artist as 'one who has the ability to do more and the will to refrain.' This definition covers showmanship as well. Showmanship adds glamor and drama. However, if we try to give any routine more importance than it will bear, we destroy the illusion and may reveal the</span></span> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">secret."</span></span><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">***</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >William Gibson's "</span><a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Spook-Country-William-Gibson/dp/B001FWXR66/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1228954759&sr=8-1">Spook Country</a><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span>:</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">"She was fascinated by how things worked in the world, and why people did them. When she wrote about things, her sense of them changed, and with it, her sense of herself."<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">***</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">Grant Morrison's</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Final_Crisis">Final Crisis</a><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span> (Issue #5)</span></span>:<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">"If your superheroes can't save you, maybe it's time to think of something that <span style="font-weight: bold;">can</span>. If it don't <span style="font-weight: bold;">exist</span>, think it <span style="font-weight: bold;">up</span>. Then make it <span style="font-weight: bold;">real</span> ...</span></span><br /><br />Was there <span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">ever a <span style="font-weight: bold;">word</span> you tried to imagine? The sort of word that could <span style="font-weight: bold;">remind</span> you who you <span style="font-weight: bold;">truly were</span> inside? Maybe it's <span style="font-weight: bold;">more</span> than a word ... it's a face, a scent, a voice. Like a memory of a place where someone cared only for <span style="font-weight: bold;">you</span>. A <span style="font-weight: bold;">name</span>."</span></span><br /></div></div>Garrie Burrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08655002725754446947noreply@blogger.com0