Tag Archive: Music


Yesterday’s Post

Maybe I should have waited until today to post about Anne Braden, since this is the first day of Black History Month. My whole feeling on such things is we shouldn’t reserve good deeds for a certain day, or we shouldn’t just acknowledge the efforts people have made at a certain time. If someone has done something to make life better for other people, it should be acknowledged, there shouldn’t be a set time to remember them. Thanksgiving Day is one of those times that people talk about being thankful, why just thanksgiving? If we have a wonderful family or friends shouldn’t we be thankful everyday? If we have a good life, good friend and health, and we believe God is responsible, shouldn’t we thank him every day, not just on a random Thursday in November?

The actual reason I had for posting that video and song is I have been listening to it a lot the past week. I do that, I listen to one artist for a while, picking out which songs are my favorite. This is one of my favorite songs by Flobots. Also someone on Twitter was asking it anyone had family members who would object to a mixed relationship. That is not exactly the way he phrased it, but that is what he meant. Of course I do, with my Daddy’s southern roots. So all of a sudden, this song has greater meaning for me. So I decided to put it on my blog.

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anne braden

Anne Braden, a young, white advocate of racial justice. She grew up in segregated Alabama, but it was not until her years in college that she began to actively speak out against that practice. In 1951, she led a delegation of southern white women organized by the Civil Rights Congress to Mississippi to protest the execution of Willie McGee, an African American man convicted of the rape of a white woman, and was subsequently arrested and put in jail.

 

>Falling behind

>Yes, I am somewhat of a pessimist so I was wondering how long it would take for me to fall behind in my writing and here it is the 10th of January and I only have 8 posts for the year. I need to do better. I think part of the problem is I start thinking about all I have to do, I have to write in this blog, I have to write a review of ‘The Flight of the Sorceress’, I have to write a review of ‘Woo Lae Oak’. When I start thinking of all those things, I get a headache and have to go lie down. Excuse me for a moment.

Saturday Gwen and I went to see Yogi Bear. I didn’t really want to, but I promised her I would. It was entertaining. My mindset was that it wasn’t going to be a great movie. So I wasn’t expecting more then it was. Gwen actually helped me with that, she asked me, “Is this like Looney Tunes? A movie that’s just funny, no real plot?” And when I said yes she nodded her head, “That’s o.k., I like Looney Tunes.” I do too, except I don’t have to pay for Looney Tunes!

Sunday I went to the city to meet Em. I had made an appointment at Halo, the salt air place.

Halo Air Salt Rooms
An Alternative Treatment for Respiratory and Skin Discomforts.

There is more information on their website, click on the name Halo and you will go there. It’s a safe link, I put it there myself. I always check links before I publish my posts.

Then we went to the Korean Restaurant, Woo Lae Oak, which I had a coupon for. Very good, but very expensive. I haven’t written my review yet, it will be up hopefully within the week. Then we came home. I went to the store and Em mopped the floor which meant I had to take my boots off when I came inside and then I forgot them so this morning I had to run upstairs to leave. I still made the train but forgot my food, so I was in a pretty bad way today. Back to last night.

Fred was downloading Beatles songs. He wanted to get the whole box set, but can’t afford it right now. So he was downloading the songs, then playing them and dancing to them. In all it made for a fun end to a day that started out pretty crappy.

>Just say no to Madison Square Garden

>My friend called me to tell me his daughter had given him tickets to Dave Matthews Band at Madison Square Garden, did I want to come with him? So I said yes.

Before I go on, I should tell you I am not a fan of Dave Matthews. In fact I don’t think I have even listened to one song of his. I was just thinking it would be a nice evening out. So this is not a review of the concert. Rather it is a rant against Madison Square Garden.

First of all, the website Madison Square Garden states that it is “The World’s Most Famous Arena” and it is located in Manhattan. Last time I checked, Manhattan is in New York State. As such, it is subject to New York State law, the law that concerns me is “New York State Clean Indoor Air Act”, see the website here. On this website it mentions indoor areas where smoking is prohibited, the exact wording is “The Act states that smoking shall not be permitted and that no person shall smoke in the following indoor areas:”, one of those places is (drumroll please) “All indoor arenas”

In addition to that, on Madison Square Garden’s own website, under “Code of Conduct” it says, and I quote “As required by the City of New York, guests shall not smoke anywhere in our facilities.” and “In compliance with New York City regulations, there is no smoking permitted anywhere in Madison Square Garden. This policy is strictly enforced. Violation of this regulation is grounds for ejection. Furthermore, all exits are final and MSG does not allow for smoking passes.”

I am here to tell you that this is a lie. Like the cake is a lie. The smoke in our section (cigarette and other stuff) was so thick, the following wasn’t necessary:

Guests are encouraged to report inappropriate or offensive behavior to an Usher, Security Officer or Guest Services Representative.

All one had to do was walk inside the seating area and they would have known. Not only that, when we left, (early because for one thing I couldn’t breathe) there were no Ushers, Security Officers in sight, the only person I saw was a vendor, selling crappy beer.

The reason I’m so pissed off about this, I’ve been to Yankee Stadium, which holds 50,000 people and there is no smoking in Yankee Stadium. Its enforced. So if Yankee Stadium can enforce this policy with a lot more people, why can’t Madison Square Garden? Not only that, but Yankee Stadium gives you a number where you can “Text any concerns you have.” Also, our seats were $75 (granted I didn’t pay for it but still) and we were almost touching the ceiling, so you know the seats lower down cost more, on the floor probably a lot more. You would think at those prices they would hire enough people to enforce the non-smoking policy, or at least have a text system like Yankee Stadium does.

This is the end of my rant. It is also the only time I will be at Madison Square Garden.

>The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

>http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/hgI8bta-7aw?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0

A tribute to the 29 men who died November 10, 1975, aboard the Edmund Fitzgerald in Lake Superior.

Lyrics:

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
of the big lake they called “Gitche Gumee”
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
when the skies of November turn gloomy
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty,
that big ship and true was a bone to be chewed
when the Gales of November came early

The ship was the pride of the American side
coming back from some mill in Wisconsin
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
with a crew and good captain well seasoned,
concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
when they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ship’s bell rang,
could it be the north wind they’d been feelin’?

The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
and a wave broke over the railing
And ev’ry man knew, as the captain did too
’twas the witch of November come stealin’
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
when the Gales of November came slashin’
When afternoon came it was freezin’ rain
in the face of a hurricane west wind

When suppertime came the old cook came on deck sayin’
“Fellas, it’s too rough t’feed ya”
At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in; he said,
“Fellas, it’s bin good t’know ya!”
The captain wired in he had water comin’ in
and the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when ‘is lights went outta sight
came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Does any one know where the love of God goes
when the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searchers all say they’d have made Whitefish Bay
if they’d put fifteen more miles behind ‘er
They might have split up or they might have capsized;
they may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
of the wives and the sons and the daughters

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
in the rooms of her ice-water mansion
Old Michigan steams like a young man’s dreams;
the islands and bays are for sportsmen
And farther below Lake Ontario
takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
with the Gales of November remembered

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
in the Maritime Sailors’ Cathedral
The church bell chimed ’til it rang twenty-nine times
for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
of the big lake they call “Gitche Gumee”
“Superior,” they said, “never gives up her dead
when the gales of November come early”

Music and a Movie

October was kind of a busy month. Of course since the Yankees are not playing in the World Series, I will be able to pay more attention to this blog. To read about what’s being going on with me and the Yankees, check out my other blog: The Foxx Loves the Yankees

Em, Tigger, Fred and I went to see Lifehouse at The Roseland Ballroom. It was standing room only, which I had never been too. Here is how it works. You have to get there about a zillion hours before the doors open and stand in line. Then you come in and find a place to stand for the concert. I noticed that there were benches built along the wall, so Em and I went and secured a seat. We took turns getting drinks and going to the bathroom. The bathroom was pretty incredible, there was the door in, then a room to the left with stalls and a room to the right with couches, tables and mirrors. When I told Em, she said, “This place used to be a disco, they needed a place to snort their cocaine.” I believed her since the room was not lighted enough to put on makeup. The music was great, bottle of water was $3. There was a couple standing in front of us that should have gotten a room. Really.

The other thing we did was go to see the movie The Social Network. I took the boys and Em, D and Gwen went to see Secretariat. After about a minute and a half, I leaned over to Tigger, he whispered to me, “This guy is a a**hole.” I replied, “No he has aspergers syndrome.” Total social awkwardness, and when he was a billionaire and could buy anything he wanted, he spent all his time programing and updating the Facebook site. I thought The Social Network was good enough to see again, in fact I might go see it with Em next weekend. The boys said, “It was o.k.”.

So now I am trying to adjust to life without baseball, and back to blogging here and on my book review blog.

>Yesterday & Today

>Yesterday Em had planned to go to the Today show to see Chris Daughtrey. Since I was going with her, I scheduled my nail appointment for today instead of Friday. Actually, the reason was they were thinking about going to the game last night. Which they didn’t. Anyway, we didn’t go to the Today show either. Em, Jellybean and I did go to the city, we went on the Shark, a speedboat tour of the sites around NY Harbor. It was a blast.

We did some other walking around but Jellybean was acting bored so we came home early.

Long and short of it is, I could have gotten my nails done last night anyway and not come down here. So now I have to spend time in Manhattan all on my own. What a hardship. **innocent face**

So I am doing what I always do when I need to kill time, going online at the library. Today I am at the Mid-Manhattan Library instead of the big one with the lions. There is a crazy man here, he was yelling at me a while ago. Some lady came by and told him to be quiet or he couldn’t keep using the computers.

If I get to the Apple store, I will probably check in here again.

>You are all probably bored with my posts about Saturday in Manhattan, this post is about a FRIDAY in Manhattan. Which actually started on Thursday and cost me an extra night cause D made the reservation for the wrong night. I was seriously pissed, not just at him but at me for not checking the date when I got the confirmation e-mail.

Friday morning we got up early and went to the Today show. We had fan passes so we were able to get up close. Doesn’t help much when everyone is taller then you, blah! I did manage to get close enough to get my pass signed by Ryan for Em. She is so happy now. Afterward we walked around trying to figure out where to go for lunch. Fred needed new earbuds so we went to the Apple store, and by the time I thought of coming on here to blog, Em was saying, we’re leaving. So I typed the title and saved it, then ended up deleting it when I didn’t get here until today.

Unfortunately I couldn’t get my nail appointment moved so I had to kill some time. I thought about going to a movie, but the theater I found wasn’t playing anything I wanted to see. So I went to The Strand and bought a couple books. Then after my nail appointment I came home. And now I have blisters all over my toes.

>Hello there

>Another day on the train headed to work, with a visit to the dr first. Then I have to buy a top, on my way across the parking lot I realized my top doesn’t match my pants. I also need some low rise pants like Em got Saturday. I realized that yesterday when I kept having to roll down the waistband of my pants.

That is not the only thing I had go wrong, Stitch has changed his mind about driving me to the train station so I have been driving and parking and I never got a current parking permit. So now I am wondering what to do, I don’t want to cancel my permit it I have to drive and park. On the other hand, I feel like I am wasting money paying for a parking permit when I’m getting dropped off when they are in school. *sigh*

Also, I forgot to charge my iPod, so soon I will not have music. Well on my phone, but I only have the one Red Hot Chili Pepper album on my phone.

Now for the rant, I hate it when people think that they don’t need their headlights on in the morning, yes I know it is light out, but until the sun comes up, you need your headlights on.
Well, I think that’s all.

— Sent from my Palm Pre


— Sent from my Palm Pre

>I was away too long

>I didn’t tell you about “Timestalks – Rob Thomas, Singer-Songwriter; A conversation about music”, I didn’t get to tell you about the new washer. I missed posting my postcard on PFF. I have it scanned though and I will do it next week.

Timestalks was an interview with Rob Thomas, there was an audience and toward the end they opened it up for questions from the audience. It wasn’t a concert per se, but he brought his guitar and did some playing and singing, and now for the funny. Tigger was attending a lecture at John Jay. Em was getting her nails done so she asked me to walk down there with him. Which I did, then I walked back to meet her at the Timescenter Stage. She went there from her appointment but needed to find a bathroom. So she starts walking down 41st Street. She sees these two rather large men, and with them, Rob Thomas, she was 5 feet from him and didn’t even say hi. She was very upset, so of course I was razzing her, then she would say something like, “This coming from the person who when she met ….. ” It was a fun time.

Sometime in the past week or so the washer died. Completely. Normally D can get it running again, but this time it was a burnt out motor so no way. Thursday, on our way home from the city, Gwen sent Em a text about Em’s anniversary present. D had found a washer somewhere for a fantastic price. Its a front loader, which is what Em wanted, large capacity, also what Em wanted, and has sensors and things so you don’t have to measure the soap. You set the water temp, the type of clothes you are washing, how well you want them spun out. The washer weighs the clothes and puts in the right amount of soap and water. I did my first load tonight, and the clothes were almost dry coming out of the washer, I didn’t notice any nasty lint on them either like with the old washer. It has a hand wash setting. I may put my tights in see how that works.

The old washer was a washer dryer combination, so we no longer have a dryer. I had to clip my socks to hangers to dry them and hang the towels over the bottom of a hanger. I have a drying rack, but no place to put it. I’m am not really going to miss a dryer, I only used it for towels, sheets and socks and it steamed up the basement horribly.

I am pretty sure there was more to say, that is what I get for not blogging all week. Oh, I got a Palm Pre and got in a minor accident. I will have to talk about those things later.