Sitting in the car, watching the rain come down, listening to David Bowie, and waiting.
Zach Sobiech - Clouds
Written by Christine Erickson
Zach Sobiech is a 17-year-old musician who was diagnosed three years ago with osteosarcoma, a rare form of bone cancer. With only months to live, Sobiech used music to say goodbye — moving millions of people with his song, “Clouds.”
Media company SoulPancake is helping spread Sobiech’s message with a tribute video, featuring a superstar list of celebrities, including Bryan Cranston, Sarah Silverman, Andy Grammer, Colbie Caillat, Jason Mraz, Sara Bareilles, The Lumineers and many more.
Zach passed away on May 20th, just a few weeks after his 18th birthday. Here is his beautiful song, lip synced by a lot of famous people courtesy of SoulPancake. I posted this about a month ago or so. Here it is again.
Take it easy, Zach. Peace and love.
I’m looking forward to the day that Yahoo adds their search engine to the dash so I could ignore it and go to Google.
John & Yoko/Plastic Ono Band
w/ Elephant’s Memory - Some Time In New York City
Today begins with John and Yoko’s Some Time In New York City. I didn’t buy this when it first came out. I was only two at the time. I bought this in the mid-80’s at a record store in New York City’s upper east side. I don’t remember seeing it available on cassette or CD at the time so when I saw it in the bin, I snatched it.
No one thought much of it when it first came out. I don’t think many people think much of it now. I like it. I don’t love it, but I like it.
It reminds me of Greenwich Village, back when it was real and the people were real and there wasn’t a Starbucks on every corner and the rents didn’t cost an arm and a leg. It was a time when John & Yoko could walk from their Bank Street apartment to Washington Square Park and jam with the local musicians and talk to the local artists.
Those days are gone forever. Even places that still exist are shadows of what they once were. Blah…life goes on.
When my daughter got into the car this morning, she told me that there was a beetle on our deck.
I asked, “Which one? John, Paul, George or Ringo?”
Excuse me for immediately thinking of The Fab Four and not the insect when someone says beetle.
Here I am with a yellow face and a bright white t-shirt.
It’s 6:30am. I’ve never been a morning person. Can you tell?
Commander Riker Sits Down
One minute and two seconds of Commander Riker swinging his leg over a chair and sitting down.
The Crystals - Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
I accidentally stumbled into my Christmas playlist and I’m listening to this because I’m too lazy to stop it.
Let’s face it, Christmas is just around the corner. Once you pass Memorial Day, you might as well start shopping.
I have nothing wrong with gays. I just would be worried about putting my son with somebody that could be perverted.
This was one idiot’s response to the question, “How do you feel about gays in the Boy Scouts?”
As if heterosexuals can’t possibly be perverts. Pedophilia and homosexuality are not the same thing, you ignoramus.
No, she doesn’t have a problem with gays. Not in the least.
Huey Lewis & The News - The Heart Of Rock And Roll [Live]
This year marks the 30th anniversary of the release of Huey Lewis & The News’ classic album, Sport.
Sport spawned Heart and Soul, I Want A New Drug, If This Is It, and this little number, The Heart Of Rock And Roll, which was performed on this video live about a year ago. There’s no denying that Sport was a big deal.
Naturally, to celebrate the 30th anniversary, the record label released a three disk, 30th Anniversary edition. This edition includes (1) the original album, (2) recent live versions of all the songs from the original album, and, (3) re-mastered versions of a select group of songs from the original album AND more live versions of the songs, except this time they’re from back in 1983.
I’m not saying that Huey Lewis & The News aren’t worthy of an anniversary album, but there is virtually no difference between the live versions of their songs and the recorded stuff. We’re not talkin’ Dylan here where there’s hundreds of versions of Like A Rolling Stone. This is Huey Lewis & The News and they don’t rock the boat.
Anyway, enjoy this live version of The Heart Of Rock And Roll which pretty much sounds like it does on Sport.
My colleague’s dad died this evening after a long battle with cancer.
Being the selfish bastard that I am, I began wondering what I will say to my colleague the next time I see him. We’re reasonably close so saying nothing would be weird. I can always pick something from the sad sack of “things to say when someone dies.” “My condolences” or “I’m so sorry for your loss,” I guess.
I hate saying the things that everyone else says. They seem so hollow. I wish I had the balls to say the following without being considered a menace to society:
I know it hurts like a motherfucker but believe me, you will one day wake up from a sound sleep and hurt no more. This moment will be tucked away so deep in your brain that when you remember it, it will seem like a bad dream. And when all is said and done, the memories you have of your dad are so plentiful that his suffering and passing will be but a small part in your long relationship with him. The pain will pass, but it will take time.
And then I’d say, “I’m so sorry for your loss.”
I’ve been very sick these past few days so I thought, “Hey, maybe if I wear the logo of the 27-time World Series Champions on my chest, I’ll feel better.”
And you know what? It worked.
John King gestures authoritatively. His colleagues stand there, befuddled.
The Police - Synchronicity
This morning, I pulled out The Police’s Synchronicity album and let it spin.
That’s it spinning in the picture above, as a matter of fact. I caught it spinning on side two, just as Every Breath You Take was starting.
I bought the album in the fall of 1983. It still plays like new. I remember buying it at Colony Records on Times Square (which closed for good just a few months ago) on a rainy Saturday night.
After buying it, I ran to the subway station and jumped on a train. My clothes were soaked from the downpour. When I arrived at my stop, I made a dash in the rain towards a McDonald’s that was about two blocks away. I bought a couple of cheeseburgers and ran out into the rain again.
When I finally arrived at my apartment building, the cheeseburgers were hanging on for dear life but Synchronicity was doing just fine.
I went into my room, tore open my wet bag of cheeseburgers, and put Synchronicity on the turntable.
This is one of my most vivid memories of my teenage years. I have no idea why.