Thursday, January 31, 2019
Tammy Wynette and George Jones: Good Lovin' and Loving You (1972)
After Tammy's great song, watch her looking pissed off/blank after George tells her she didn't go sit down according to his instructions. Great George song following, too. But the two sexy, talented people don't particularly like each other.
Sunday, January 27, 2019
Julie London - Love Letters (1962)
I'm not alone in the night
When I can have all the love you write...
Nat King Cole - Mona Lisa
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, men have named you
You're so like the lady with the mystic smile
Is it only 'cause you're lonely they have blamed you?
For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile?
Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
They just lie there and they die there
Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa?
Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art?
You're so like the lady with the mystic smile
Is it only 'cause you're lonely they have blamed you?
For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile?
Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa?
Or is this your way to hide a broken heart?
Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep
They just lie there and they die there
Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa?
Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art?
Friday, January 25, 2019
Thursday, January 24, 2019
Happy Birthday to my dad, age 79
Normally, if people online give good wishes to their fathers, it's for a public purpose of making themselves look like "good people." In my case, I'm recognizing that I remember that my father was born on January 24, 1940. And that he'll be dying soon, and that I'll, as his child, feel deeply about that.
He wasn't ever very nice to me, though. I still remember being 7 years old and him (1) Screaming at me and forcing my head to the floor after me and my brother had chased each other around and messed up the living-room curtains; and (2) Forcing me against my will to eat a big spoonful of peanut-butter on the day before 2nd Grade.
The abuse went on and got much worse after that, culminating in him shooting at my mother in 1977, when I was 12. After she divorced him that year, he kept on hanging around, threatening suicide, driving out to our home, etc.
I understand that he got better after 1977. (Well, not in 1980, when I spent a week with him in South Dakota when I was 15. He was as nasty as ever.)
I hear that later he got better. Good for him. Happy Birthday.
He wasn't ever very nice to me, though. I still remember being 7 years old and him (1) Screaming at me and forcing my head to the floor after me and my brother had chased each other around and messed up the living-room curtains; and (2) Forcing me against my will to eat a big spoonful of peanut-butter on the day before 2nd Grade.
The abuse went on and got much worse after that, culminating in him shooting at my mother in 1977, when I was 12. After she divorced him that year, he kept on hanging around, threatening suicide, driving out to our home, etc.
I understand that he got better after 1977. (Well, not in 1980, when I spent a week with him in South Dakota when I was 15. He was as nasty as ever.)
I hear that later he got better. Good for him. Happy Birthday.
Nostalgia
Austin's been a shitty, generic town for the past 10 years, at least. I nonetheless recently had a revelatory feeling of good will and fondness for the town... Nostalgia for something I haven't left yet.
Wednesday, January 23, 2019
Tuesday, January 22, 2019
Covington Catholic students on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial
Taunts directed at white high-school students on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial on Saturday: "Who the real cave-man." "Yous a cracker." "Go back to Europe where you
came from." "You about to go postal." "When you gonna shoot up another
school." "Dirty-ass crackers." "Incest babies."
I witnessed this type of anti-white propaganda first-hand while a grad student in San Francisco in the mid-90s. NEVER did I think the sickness would spread across the country as it has today.
Monday, January 21, 2019
Henny and Penny
I started out feeding the ONE cat I named "Penny" back in July. Pretty soon after, though, she brought along her brother, Henny. (Actually, I don't know what sex these cats are --- they're both so bushy, I can't see if they have balls or not!)
Anyway, after 6 months of the two of them hanging around at feeding time (around 5pm when I get home from work), the two lookalikes have very distinct behaviors. Henny (with the scar on his nose) gets uber-excited and aggressive once I open the back door. First thing he does when he sees me is jump at Penny and bat her on her nose. Every single time! Patient Penny always backs up slightly, lets him bat her, then sits and waits for the food. Once I step outside with the food, Henny then jumps at ME! No teeth or claws, but... nearly every single time, he almost immediately jumps at my leg, and sometimes he "gums" my hand ("biting" but not biting)! Such an odd little ritual. He can't help himself with his excitement and pseudo-aggression once the food is coming!
The two look very similar but act so differently. I think of these Joan Crawford pictures. Henny is the one on the left, from "Johnny Guitar" --- a little scruffy and agitated. Penny, on the right, better-groomed and much more patient.
Anyway, after 6 months of the two of them hanging around at feeding time (around 5pm when I get home from work), the two lookalikes have very distinct behaviors. Henny (with the scar on his nose) gets uber-excited and aggressive once I open the back door. First thing he does when he sees me is jump at Penny and bat her on her nose. Every single time! Patient Penny always backs up slightly, lets him bat her, then sits and waits for the food. Once I step outside with the food, Henny then jumps at ME! No teeth or claws, but... nearly every single time, he almost immediately jumps at my leg, and sometimes he "gums" my hand ("biting" but not biting)! Such an odd little ritual. He can't help himself with his excitement and pseudo-aggression once the food is coming!
The two look very similar but act so differently. I think of these Joan Crawford pictures. Henny is the one on the left, from "Johnny Guitar" --- a little scruffy and agitated. Penny, on the right, better-groomed and much more patient.
"Swingmatism" by Jay McShann and His Orchestra (1941)
Charlie Parker's debut at age 20. Recorded April 30, 1941, for Decca in Dallas, Texas.
Saturday, January 19, 2019
Thursday, January 17, 2019
George Jones - Me and Jesus
I'd probably run off and join a George Jones commune. (Well, as long as it was at his house in Nashville and not in Guyana or someplace.)
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