My wife and I were trying to figure out something to do with our evening last night, and we settled on going to Starry Nights coffee house to watch the Squeaky Chair Band and enjoy some dessert. What a great capper for a great day!
I really dig Starry Nights in the first place, having become a really great replacement for the old Moonbeans and even something a little better. The Squeaky Chair Band reminds me of something you’re likely to hear on Prairie Home Companion, with a smooth jazz hollow body guitar backing up violin and upright base supporting the whole thing. The lead singer’s voice was one of those classic reedy voices as he strolled through classics like All of Me and Summertime.
I had a nice latte and Sarah and I split a baklava cheesecake which was just ho-lee-shit good.
And that’s about all I have to say.
John Sacheli checks in with a post describing his growing ennui and why he’s sitting at home when Bruce Springsteen is playing. I know how he feels, looking around and realizing none of the cool stuff you used to do as a kid applies to you now. I think we both should probably make more of an effort; I know I’m getting a little antsy not playing music any more.
As for Bruce Springsteen, allow me to say that I think Bruce is kind of the Earnest Hemingway of rock-and-roll. By this I mean: I just don’t get it. I know a lot of people whose musical and literary senses I admire – people whom I generally admire a great deal – who are just nuts about Bruce and/or Hemingway, and you would think that I would therefore have found the key to what they like, but nope. Hemingway and Springsteen both embody something perhaps just a little too simplistically masculine for me to appreciate.
I’ve tried to understand. I bought myself For Whom the Bell Tolls for my birthday once. I don’t get it. I’ve stopped trying.
For all of you who’ve been logging into my website to see the latest on the Wease situation, thank you! Interest in Wease has been really incredible, and the number of hits on this one little website alone has been awesome. I hope some of you stick around to see what else this site has to offer.
But apparently there is news in the wind about Wease, as reported on 13Wham.com, and there is to be an announcement at 3pm. You can be sure any news will also be posted here.
What does this mean? Doesn’t seem like he’ll be back on the morning show, since that wouldn’t have required his absence. I have absolutely no insight or insider information to go on, here, but somehow, I think this may have something to do with a launch of a new format on HD radio starring Wease. Pure conjecture, you understand, but that’s what I’ve been thinking.
Late Update: The 13Wham article changed to state that Wease will be moving to 95.1, The Fox, to host their new morning show. Very odd, since this is simply a switch from one channel to another in Clear Channel’s harem of Rochester stations and because it puts him opposite his partner of several years, Tom Mule. It’s also just fla-disconcerting to those of us who’ve grown up with the understanding that WCMF was the Wease channel and Wease was the WCMF DJ of record. Time marches on. . .
But it’s good to have him back. Welcome back on the air, Brother Wease!
A friend of mine hipped me to the newest Rochester social networking site, SouthWedge.org. Go check it out, it’s kind of like a MySpace for the Wedge.
I know you shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth, but what the hell goes on over there at Entercom? First they fire Kane-O, then they hire him back, give him his old slot and. . . make him the freakin’ program director?
I presume they’ll be hiring Wease back to become the GM of Entercom?
They gotta do something. That freakin’ “Men’s Room” tripe is for shit, people. I dig Tom Mule and all, but who came up with “The Men’s Room?” There’s a lady in there, besides.
What a shame. It’s all over the news that Brother Wease’s long-time run on WCMF is at a close. This is but a scant few months after Dave Kane was also canned, so I guess the writing was on the wall from the beginning. So much for local flavour, it’s been outsourced to India by Corporate America.
One commenter there says we should all switch to XM radio. Well, the local scene is certainly depressing enough to make you consider it. But are we just kissing the days of local free media goodbye, then?
Another h/t for Crooks and Liars today, and there’s lots more cool links in that post, so check it out. Apparently, white Southerners are using the word “Canadians” as a euphemism for “blacks,” or whatever racial epithet you prefer, in an attempt to slur blacks without too many people knowing what they mean. It was on Boing Boing, so I naturally thought it was a joke, but it’s not.
I’m a bit disappointed: whitey’s gone all pussy on us.
In the U.S. south, is Canadian a new racial slur?
Last August, a blogger in Cincinnati going by the name CincyBlurg reported that a black friend from the southeastern U.S. had recently discovered that she was being called a Canadian. “She told me a story of when she was working in a shop in the South and she overheard some of her customers complaining that they were always waited on by a Canadian at that place. She didn’t understand what they were talking about and assumed they must be talking about someone else,” the blogger wrote.”After this happened several times with different patrons, she mentioned it to one of her co-workers. He told her that ‘Canadian’ was the new derogatory term that racist Southerners were using to describe persons they would have previously referred to [with the N-word.]”
When we think of unions, we must remember that their purpose is to support the working men and women who make up the bodies of those unions. It’s about getting a fair deal for the work that you do. It’s about the boss man with his billions being forced, when necessary, to relinquish a few morsels for those on whose backs those billions were made.
Having said all that, unionism has come a long way from those old Wobbly days. Not all picket lines are populated by gruff longshoremen and work-weary steel men. That doesn’t make their cause any less legitimate, however silly it may occasionally look. I’ve never seen a picket line of pasty-white IT guys like myself, but I’m sure I will soon enough. Meanwhile, have a look at this free-for-all:
A Jovial Air on Picket Lines for Hollywood Writers – New York Times
There have been other attractions for striking writers. A special theme day, Picket With the Stars, drew celebrities like Ben Stiller, Julia Louis-Dreyfus and Ray Romano in Los Angeles. Susan Sarandon and Robin Williams turned up in New York.. . . Pickets have been well fed. The longshoremen’s union sent turkey baskets, and stars have played caterer roles. Justine Bateman brought tacos, Jay Leno chipped in doughnuts, and Jimmy Kimmel contributed burritos. Eva Longoria handed out slices of pizza.
I’ve had the good fortune to listen to the pre-master version of The Buddhahood’s newest CD, this one a tribute to their recently-passed guitarist/vocalist/inspiration Tony Cavagnaro. It’s the recording of The Buddhahood’s latest blow-out concert in the middle of the Park Avenue Fest. The CD will be available in its fully-mastered glory this Sunday at the tribute show, and even if the proceeds were not going to a good cause (which they are, Tony’s wife and child), it would be worth it’s weight in gold.
Because of course, live CDs capture a moment in time. They are a snap-shot of exactly where a band is at any given time, what inspires them, where they are moving. The Park Ave Fest shows have always been another type of benchmark, year after year, as the band has progressed and evolved. This CD faithfully renders the band as it was this summer, flush with the excitement of their latest sonic discoveries.
Continue reading Gettin’ “Toasty” with the Buddhahood
Black civil rights leaders are gathering in Washington to demand more responsive action from the Justice Department over what it sees as hate crimes:
Civil Rights Leaders Gather for ‘March for Justice’
Civil rights leaders announced the march last month. They cited the uproar in Jena, La., surrounding three white teens accused of hanging nooses outside a school and the six black teens charged in the beating of a white student. The civil rights leaders believe the federal government should prosecute the noose hanging as a hate crime.
I am struck by two things, here. The first is that I find it incredible that we cannot muster such crowds or such media coverage to end the war.
But the second is: it has become axiomatic that the black community needs to “band together” to fight injustice in our society. When they fail to build a coalition around a topic, the media reports that, well, they failed to “band together” adequately, and that this, therefore, is the reason their cause failed. The discussion rarely seems to be about the rightness of their cause, but rather whether they’ve adequately raised enough of a stink to make change happen.
When I’m slighted, I don’t need to “band together” with my white brothers (gods forbid!). Nor do I need to band together with my Liberal brothers, tech brothers, long-haired brothers, my “guys with beer bellies” brothers, my Rush fan brothers, nor any other demographic group to which I belong. Why is such an obligation put upon the black community?
I guess what I’m saying is: I’d always believed that fairness was an American ideal, not a black agenda.
Oh, those sly Kentucky journalists! You’ve gotta love the humor in this line:
Creation Museum to expand
Northern Kentucky’s Creation Museum is evolving into a larger facility.
Doh! No, it’s not! It’s always been that size, for five thousand years and not a minute more! And the circular driveway in front of the museum is much to complex to have happened accidentally. It’s the work of God, I tells ya.
It’s been a remarkably busy day today, what with the holidays coming up, and all. One thing’s for certain: you will never find yourself with a lack of work as a web designer for a consumer product corporation around the holidays!
But I wanted to speak briefly about a particular theme of Republican and Conservative politics that deserves some exploration. This is also in relation to the theme of “Government as a Public Square” that I’ve been meaning to return to and haven’t.
Continue reading The Visible Hand of the Marketplace