Look How My Face Smiles and Shines

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All you ask for is family.
I’ve had your fists, your love, your suffering.
All these years of coming clean,
but never heard or seen.

Mount Moriah

And She Don’t Always Say What She Really Means

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Damn, I love Reddit.

Gordon Lightfoot, in an IAmA, today.

Well, I had this girlfriend one time, and I was at home working, at my desk, working at my songwriting which I had been doing all week since I was on a roll, and my girlfriend was somewhere drinking, drinking somewhere.  So I was hoping that no one else would get their hands on her, because she was pretty good lookin’!  And that’s how I wrote the song “Sundown,” and as a matter of fact, it was written just around Sundown, just as the sun was setting, behind the farm I had rented to use as a place to write the album.

 

Game Over: Atari and E.T.

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I am looking forward to this upcoming documentary on the failed Atari game.

More info here.

(via The Verge)

For a Little While, but It Ain’t the Same

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Once I dreamed we took a road trip, just me and her
Through the southern and the midwest states
We turned north just south of Arkansas, and we headed up
Towards the vast Great Lakes.

Slobberbone

Like Most Things It Comes Down to Money

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I’m sure I’ve talked about this song before, but at least one of us has forgotten.  So once more, one of my favorite songs.

 

Sandra Lynn’s Blues if off South Filthy‘s wonderfully titled 2002 record You Can Name It Yo’ Mammy If You Wanna….  It’s a pretty uneven record.  It’s got some bad songs, some OK songs and a few excellent songs, including Spyder Blues, which is essentially the same song with different lyrics.

They have at least one other record, 2006’s Crackin’ Up.

A little more information on the band is available here.

An Ode to Stupid Jargon

blahMy extreme dislike of stupid words began around the time I noticed the first few car dealers replacing their used cars signs with ones that said pre-owned cars.  Put a new word on something, and instantly convince the masses that it’s something different.  The fact that it apparently works doesn’t help.  It just makes me mad at humanity for being as dumb and gullible as they think we are.

Since then, there has been a steady stream of invented words, designed to fool us into all manner of beliefs and action.  Web 2.0, semantic web, thought leader (by far, my most hated), etc.  In real life, when people start talking at me in this language, I belittle them by saying “I don’t understand all these made-up words you’re using.  Can you just talk regular?”  The look on the person’s face and the laughter from anyone who overhears this (some of whom, by now, know it’s coming) almost make it worth it.

It’s harder to stop this semantic madness when you’re reading stuff online or (if you enjoy day old information) in those quaint newspapers.  Over time, you become less sensitive to it, but it remains a mild irritant.  Like shirts with starch in them.  And ties.  I don’t need a neck tie, because I have buttons.  I don’t need to reach out to someone, because I can email them.

I’ve always been a Weird Al fan.  Now, I have another reason to be one.  This is my favorite of the recent Weird Al videos.

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NOTE: Some stupid deal made by somebody seems to be preventing people from embedding the video, which means we all get forced to the WSJ page to see it.  I just love the way old media tries to apply the old media rules to the web.  It doesn’t make us love you, folks.  It makes us as annoyed as some of the words in the clever music video you are holding hostage.

Regardless, the video is worth the trip.  Good stuff.

Right, Left, Blind Side

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Up from the ground, up from the cold.
I’ve been here before, I know how this goes.

Link (for feeds)

Fort Atlantic