Tag: music

Simon and Garfunkel I

Sound of Silence

Years ago when I was young and broke, I used to work my way through music festivals that interested me because I could never afford the tickets. I always enjoyed the Mariposa Folk Festival held in various locations near and around Toronto. As a kid, I was dragged there by my semi-hippie Mama.

As a young adult, I worked my way through college as a bartender and waitress, so I always go stuck in food services when I volunteered. One year, my job was to organize on foot delivery of food to the performers, a most excellent assignment because the performers were quite happy not to have to stand in a line up. They tended to invite the food workers in to whatever party they were having.

One year our shower facilities on site were two tents. A boy tent. A girl tent. And a garden hose. Spray and wash.

So I always had some affection for dirty, smelly, music festivals marked by debauchery, crowds and sunburns.

But a funny thing happened this year. Even though the crowds at the Beale Street Music festival were pretty well behaved and it did not rain the entire time, I lost the love. I might take a break next year and go to an actual blues or jazz fest.

In the past some of the headliners have caused public finger wagging. Three Six Mafia local boys from the Frayser area in Memphis, a once thriving now somewhat blighted area of town were accused of encouraging nudity and drug use when they did their shows. The thing is nobody huffed and puffed when the smell of herbal cocktails wafted around during Parliament or KC and the Sunshine Band in past years, or at Santana this year. My guess: because the people doing the grooving were old folks and they didn’t whip off their clothes to show off expanded waist lines and beer bellies. So. For some reason in the south the young ones engaging in illegal substances and flashing their hot bodies is way more offensive than Mom and Dad stepping out.

I do have a word to the Tall people of the universe. In my case, that means almost everybody. I like Tall people. I socialize with them regularly. But…..

In crowded social situations, elbowing the shorties in the head and stepping on their feet just to create some space and pass by is fucking rude. On the off chance that I am reincarnated as a sumo wrestler, I will remember you. And if you actually notice I am trying to take a picture, deliberately standing in front of me just because you can is also very fucking annoying. Thank you.

What is the meaning of Boogie? Wikipedia has one answer. I (unsurprisingly) have another. Boogie is what makes me boogie. Or…..alternatively….songs that have boogie in the title.

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I’m fine!  There, that’s out of the way.

Our journey today takes us from In Grid to Sugar Blue.

From the ‘Be careful what you click on Department’

An Italian Pop-Soul Singer covers Dylan in Warsaw:

Okay, so that’s not too good, an enthusiastic, but possibly really, really drunk crowd…..but I got curious, she’s very popular in Poland

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I…

So then you see one that says:  I Was a Ye Ye Girl.

Move to the ‘What’s New is Old Department’

(In Related Videos , there’s also Dracula Ye Ye  and Egyptian Reggae, but I’m trying to stay focused here on the Ye Ye Phenomenon)

Yé-yé was a style of pop music that emerged out of France and Québec in the early 1960s. Yeye means young, innocent, and cute.

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The yeye movement had its origins in the radio programme “Salut les copains”, created by Lucien Morisse and hosted by Daniel Philippacci, which was first aired in December 1959. This program became an immediate success and one of its sections (“le chouchou de la semaine” / “this week’s sweetheart”) turned to be the starting point for most yeye singers. Any song that was presented as a chouchou went straight to the first places in the charts.

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Gainsbourg called France Gall the French Lolita, and, wanting to check to which extent her innocence was real, composed for her the song “Les sucettes” (“Lollipops”): “Annie loves lollipops, aniseed lollipops, when the sweet liquid runs down Annie’s throat, she is in paradise “. It is amazing to think that not even that video (with all those giant penis-like sucettes dancing around) rang a bell for poor France! She was finally told of the double meaning of the song and that is when her yeye period finished… Her innocence was gone and it took her some 5 years to sing again, now with a completely different style.

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As mentioned above, the yeye movement was led by female singers, but that does not mean that there were not any yeye guys.

Link to France Gall doing Les sucettes due to content.  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v…

DO NOT REC THIS   Go re-read ucc and get really horny, then come back.

Janis Ian

At Seventeen

It seem to me there was Bluegrass around here more recently than September, but I couldn’t find it.   Come to think of it,I can’t even remember who I’m subbing for on Tuesdays.  Also, a promo for Thursday, since RiaD , after one week on, is going to ….something ….maybe one of these http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Q…  or a graduation or something.  Anyway, it will be very special.  

Why bluegrass

http://query.nytimes.com/gst/f…

The inflorescence

http://online-media.uni-marbur…

Taxonomic controversy (Abstract)

http://www.jstor.org/pss/1224640

More than almost anyone wants to know.

http://64.233.167.104/search?q…

Beginning Lesson

There is some GREAT STUFF on the FRONT PAGE.  

NEWS, ANALYSIS, INSPIRATION, HUMOR, (not counting RiaD’s joke)

ACUTE AND CHRONIC DEPRESSION and, of course,  SEX.  

Go fucking read some of it you Giggling Neo-Fascist Liverals!!

and, if you please, don’t rec this.

Country Joe and the Fish

Love

Tonight’s ‘Funkalicious Friday’ is presented with my sincerest apologies to ‘K9K’ and ‘BD’…I’m not fit to hold your usb cables….

So in the spirit of filling in on someone else’s funkalicious time slot….and with full awareness of my own lack of funkaliciousness….tonight’s installment will be dedicated to cover songs.

Dylan wrote it, Jimi rocked it….

Thursday,  I  Think Strangely About  Serious  Shit!

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Well! This is strange… doing TITS, ASS again…

I haven’t been, for a month of Thursdays….

I’ve been hung down, brung down & all kinds of mean, nasty, crazy things….

I’ve had the flu, the Nipah virus, the malingering grippe, & the Andromeda Strain!

I almost didn’t come back, just so I could see what I had next!

Luckily for me (& you!) I have an Great Friend nocatz…

who stepped up to the plate…who was my pinch-hitter…

& did a damn fine job of it too, batting a thousand!

I’m thinking maybe nocatz should be the TITS,ASS man!?!!

Cream II

Strange Brew

Super Session?

Bloomfield and Kooper – Sonny Boy Williamson