“All I want in this life and time is some good clean fun.” — “Fat Man in the Bathtub,” by Lowell George, from “Waiting for Columbus.”
Category: Music that doesn’t suck
R.I.P., Ginger Baker
The cantankerous carrot-top has finally drummed himself off to the Other Side.
It goes without saying that I listened to a lot of Cream as a young ne’er-do-well, and this cut was a fave. So was this one. And this one.
Baker was apparently not fond of reminiscing about those days — “Oh, God, Cream’s a bloody albatross around my neck,” he once said — but I remember them fondly.
What I remember of them, that is. At least I managed to steer clear of the smack.
Keep on the sunny side
Anyone besides Charlie Pierce and me digging the latest Ken Burns documentary, “Country Music,” on PBS?
I’ve watched the first three episodes and my toes have been tapping throughout.
I didn’t grow up on country music, though the old man was from Florida by way of Louisiana and mom was out of Iowa. They were into crooners like Frank Sinatra and big bands like Glenn Miller and His Orchestra.
Country got me as a hippie, of all things, when the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, Flying Burrito Brothers, New Riders of the Purple Sage, Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen, and other alt-country groups were ascendant.
Those dudes get their due in Episode 6, and I can’t wait. Yeeeeeeehawwww, etc.
Shine on, harvest moon
Paddy on the railway
This fellow waves at me every time I cycle past. And Paddy waves back. ’Tis no day at the beach, to be workin’ on the railway.
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