Category Archives: Music

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Working on one of my goals: have not logged into Google News in about a week . . . Love it when I find the perfect gift for someone! Have a gift on order for Mom for Christmas . . . Spent the last couple of days watching my son play a video game on the Xbox. Looked like my kind of game. Priced out my own system. Had plans. Then thought, let me play the game on his system a little. Reminded myself: I am no gamer. Plans scrapped . . . Tackling the My Things project. Going through and culling the fine stuff. Had hopes of getting below 400 items, but do not think that will happen. I have pared down as far as I am comfortable going. Right now I need to find 40+ items to drop below 400. I don’t think there are 40+ items I can find with what is left to go through. Frankly, will probably add a few items that aren’t on the list yet . . . Looked at the CIA for an associate’s culinary arts degree. $80,000 when I am 60 and two years of my life. I don’t see that happening . . . Long time complainer of concert ticket prices. Realized I could see Phish on Wednesday. $230+, I think not. I would go to AC again on the beach for $85, but I’ll be out of town this year . . . Everyone has his angle. My apartment complex has luscious green grass. At the beginning. Once you pas the office, it is all brown, crabby, and dead . . . Want to impress me? Don’t send me an e-mail telling me to honor my appointment when I didn’t make an appointment. I just unsubscribed from the Red Cross. Poor customer service through and through . . . The butcher I have used for 14 years totally did not treat me well the other day. Left disappointed. Will be using the other butcher for a while . . . It’s interesting to see the tabs left open from the evening before seeing what rabbit holes I was burrowing down trying to find ways to spend money . . .

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Watching some lady on YouTube. Her virtue signaling is omnipresent. Even that wedding ring signals, doesn’t it? . . . July 2022 (the current month) is a no-buy month for me. I will only permit myself to purchase consumables for myself. There may be some physical things purchased as gifts for my children (my daughter is preparing for college) . . . I am not a good enough writer to complete the wedding card I purchased for my ex-wife. Nothing I have tried comes off as totally joyous for her without it being read into on some level. I will take the advice others have provided and not send a card. I e-mailed her a congratulations when she first wrote me about it. That will have to suffice . . . Social media is insidious! I follow a guy on YouTube. Nice guy. No issues. But even he has a video called 5 Ryes You Have to Have. No, I do not need five ryes. I like rye, but I don’t need five bottles of it at once . . . Haven’t been a fan of Dad’s Hat Rye as a sipper. Decided to try it in a Manhattan. Much, much better! . . . Completing the The Unforgettables challenge is not healthy; it encourages me to drink. That isn’t a good thing . . . My inner voice is too negative. I need to either train it to be positive or turn the voice off altogether . . . Sent my ex-wife AND her fiancé a wedding card today. I believe they are being married Friday, Believe because I wasn’t invited. 🙂 It was most freeing . . . I noted recently that Dead & Company were not selling out the stadia they play in this summer. I saw this again the other night in Foxborough. Just saw a quick clip of Poison at TIAA Bank Field in Jacksonville, FL. Looked like the upper deck for that show was sold out. Just saying . . . Canceled my credit card today. I used it twice. I don’t see a need going further . . .

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As I rebuild this blog, I become excited whenever I encounter a “new” pursuit. I am now in the middle of the Toastmasters posts. That has me looking at Toastmasters stuff. As I am wont to do, I began researching this organization again. What I found is a general dissatisfaction with Pathways and the approach of TI in general. That is exactly what I experienced before I left in 2018 . . . Dead & Company opened their summer tour on Saturday at Dodger Stadium. The field was full and most of the first level. Second and third levels were very empty . . . Picked up tickets for two Hot Tuna shows in December . . . Was reminded of something from my childhood that I haven’t thought of in years: black licorice gum . . . Dead & Company (Bob Weir, in particular) got me to turn off the livestream this evening. “God damn Supreme Court today!” line had me turn off the television immediately. I listen to chill, not hear politics that I do not agree with . . . I own four different bottles of gin. Who would have thunk that? . . .

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Noted this morning that I have not lost a sock in the washing since I moved here . . . Found an example when I went for done/good enough and not perfect: scrubbing the tub . . . Last evening I had the best night of sleep since the surgery three weeks ago. I needed it as I haven’t been sleeping . . . My Flickr bill is almost three times what it used to be. I am beholden to this service; I don’t like it . . . One of the hassels of re-building this site the way I am doing it is I have to rename a lot of posts, which causes me to have to update data for all the photographs linked to that post. Renaming occurs is because some posts have the same name. If it’s a geocache, for instance, that I found multiple times, I want them in order, so the second time has a 2 in the url, not a 4. It’s time-consuming . . . Concert ticket prices are soaring again. Can’t get into the Wells Fargo Center for under a C-note to see John Mayer. Really? $100+ to sit in the rafters? Bah! . . . Purchased $200 worth of linens to replace stuff that had worn since I moved. Wrote the company explaining why I did. They refunded my money and apologized. That impressed me, Brooklinen . . . I am in my seventh month of not biting my nails. Yeah, me! 56 years of biting my nails . . . As I re-build this site, I am re-living a lot of the participation that others had here. There were some posters who were quite vocal with local politics but who posted with a pseudonym. Interestingly, I am rather certain I figured out one of them this evening. The reason I didn’t know 13-14 years? I didn’t know the person at that time . . .

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Everything I say and do seems to be contested . . . I think we can officially declare global warming dead . . . Children are a lesson of patience . . . Earrings are an odd construction. We punch holes in our body to hang metal from us. Weird . . . Where does Robert Plant get off charging $575 for a pit seat to an outdoor show? Sure, move back to general seating? $375. Wtf? . . . Spoke about earthquakes to my students, now I get Google news about earthquakes . . . Trump went on tour with Bill O’Reilly? Really? That’s a low-rent event . . . The new 8 o’clock guy has gone so looney I don’t watch any longer . . . As I go through old photographs, I recognize a change I made when I take photographs in the classroom. I take few wide shots any longer. Since I tag every person in the photograph, wide shots have so many people, it takes forever to tag them all. I don’t know when the change happened, but it happened. I scold myself when I have such a photograph . . . I read a post as I re-build this site from a long time ago. There was a comment in it that was just absolutely rude. It bothers me. How could I have been so callous? It was a private post, but it is still telling. I need to do better . . . It’s been five months without biting my nails. Yeah, trivial, but important . . .

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My children live on their devices, yet when I text them, I receive no response . . . There was a time when people went out of their way to invite those who lived alone to Thanksgiving. That must be a thing of the past . . . During the football game just now, an announcement was made that some organization is planning the nation’s 250th birthday for 2026. Wow! I remember all the hubub for the bicentennial. I’m getting old if I celebrate both of these birthdays . . . So out of it right now. Fritz asked me on Sunday if I had watched the WKRP Turkey Drop episode on Thanksgiving. Nope. I had completely forgotten that tradition nor did I listen to Arlo’s Alice’s Restaurant . . . As a man who works with primarily women, here’s something I have to deal with. The hand soap in the faculty bathroom is right near the toilet. When people wash their hands, they drip onto the toilet seat. Then I come in. I life the seat to do what I do. But that water makes it look like I peed on the seat. Yes, I dry the seat so nobody thinks I am unclean. Then I scrub the hell out of my hands . . . .Phish treated us to a replay of their classic Clifford Ball concert the other day online. Now they are hawking the CDs . . . Despite it being a weird time for me right now where it feels like things aren’t going my way, I had my surprise observation today. All was perfect . . . Bailed on the book club this week. It was a stoic decision. My contentment is more important right now than others’ opinions of me . . . Surrounded in a crowded bar, yet I was alone. Sat in the middle of mass, yet I was alone . . . It’s always startling when I discover my students aren’t who they appear to be. One of my students stole my Rubik’s Cube . . .The more I learn and listen to what others have learned and value, the more I realize that what I have done in life, how I have structured things is what others seek . . .

What Happened to the Hippie Dream?

When the river was wide
And the water came running down
To the rising tide
But the wooden ships
Were just a hippie dream
Just a hippie dream.

Neil Young, Hippie Dream

Eric Clapton is on tour presently. The guitar god is taking a lot of heat. Mr. Clapton, it appears, is still living the hippie dream and the PC crowd that was once his audience is not.

When I think of the 1960s and 70s, particularly in terms of social engagement, I think that turning the establishment on its head and saying, “Yes” to everything was at its heart. Don’t do something just because that’s the way it’s always been done. Question authority. Don’t just accept the man’s edict.

Clapton was at the center of that scene with Cream, Derek & The Dominos, Blind Faith, and his own solo career (The Bluesbreakers weren’t quite that scene, methinks).

So, why has he fallen out of favor in 2021?

Because he dares to continue the fight against injustice. Agree or disagree with him on his determination to play only venues that do not have vaccine mandates, Clapton is trying to play music to everyone who is interested. The venue should not be the obstacle to that.

We’ve come a long way in the last 50+ years to where the hippies are the man and when one doesn’t adhere to the agenda he is ostracized.

An astute politician would pick up on this theme and make hay of it.

I still don’t like it when entertainers delve into politics. Keep to your lane. But what is one supposed to do if this is what you believe? Read the lyrics of This Has Gotta Stop. Deemed an anti-vax song, it reads as a liberty song to me. It reads as a 60’s protest song. Clapton is still a hippie at heart. 😉

This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer

It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door

I knew that something was going on wrong
When you started laying down the law

I can’t move my hands
I break out in sweat
I wanna cry
Can’t take it anymore

This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer

It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door

I’ve been around
Long long time
Seen it all
And I’m used to being free

I know who I am
Try to do what’s right
So lock me up and throw away the key

This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer

It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door

Thinkin’ of my kids
What’s left for them
And then what’s coming down the road

The light in the tunnel
Could be the southbound train
Lord, please help them with their load

This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer

It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door

This has gotta stop
Enough is enough
I can’t take this BS any longer

It’s gone far enough
If you wanna claim my soul
You’ll have to come and break down this door

(This door)
(This door)
(This door)
(Break down this door)

(This door)
(This door)
(This door)
(Break down this door)

Eric Clapton, This Has Gotta Stop

Makes Me Smile

Lots of talk recently about the No Nukes concerts since Springsteen finally authorized release of his songs. But this song has always been the stand-out from the MSG show. How can one not smile at the good vibes between Carly & JT? Love it!