Friday, April 28, 2006

What Next I Need


For September. In the teaching department. I'm starting to look early, because I need at least 15 thumb pianos. Not to mention several pairs of Cothurni, but I don't think you'll be able to help me with that.

Speaking of thumb pianos, if you want to hear some good TP trance pop, "neurotic sci-fi folk for the whole family", check out this 102 year old woman.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Hollow Man


I just found a website for John Millard and his band Happy Day. I'd never seen it before and it looks like he hasn't touched it in awhile. Funny these abandoned houses on the net. Except it's not so abandoned. It's got a page with two or three mp3's on it. I'm going to link one of them here – Hollow Man – since it's one of my favourite songs and I'm thinking of swiping the title to use as the title of a novel I'm writing about a pair of musicians.
This album has got more great songs on it then would be normally desirable or even respectable. If you like the banjo or if you like to get your heart twirled and your ear opened, you should get it. I believe it's just called John Millard and Happy Day. And if anyone has a problem with me linking mp3s, let me know and I'll take it down.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

whodathunkit


So it looks like none other than the Boss has jumped up on the long neck banjo bandwagon.

Also, it seems that a certain masked blogger has inspired me to resuscitate this blog, even if I am blogging with old news.

Jane Jacobs


What the world needs now, it seems to me, and contrary to the opinion of at least one masked blogger, is a serious look at Jane Jacobs' Systems of Survival. If this book were heeded, if it were rated at all, nevermind overrated, there would not be big problems like torturers under private contract in Iraq getting away with murder while military grunts are scapegoated, there wd be no Halliburton for that matter; nor would there be little problems like competing gas co's coming to your door and trying to rip you off, all the while pretending to represent a public service.

Overrated. What a joke.