So those of you who are FB friends know that Friday night was a catastrophe of music and liquor. Other than my ability to type at the end, the only casualties were my last 4 inches of a bottle of Admiral Nelson, though KC's smaller bottle of Captain Morgan and my "God-knows-why-I-bought-it" bottle of peach schnapps took major damage. So somewhere in the night I amended plan A for Saturday to Plan B- the early picnic at the river trip plan.
Scrappy raring to go
ZOOM!
While Dad is lucky to maintain foreward motion, Scrappy still insists on sniffing every little thing...
more ZOOM!
Canal is loaded with flowers- and the pics don't really do them justice.
Wouldn't be a trip to California Road without morons unclear on the concept. Apparently, this person needs to have "NO MOTOR VEHICLES" posted in a language other than English. Or in cartoons, maybe.
And there's our next contestant, who evidently has a similar problem with the "NO OUTLET" sign posted before you pass the Plex.
At last, the bridge to our goal is sighted. The backpack feels about 100 lbs by now, and it sure seems more like it's been 5 miles getting this far rather than the just-under-a-mile it actually was.
Crap! Here they come!
"Table for two?"
A nice seat to watch the river go by...
Scrappy and a curious squirrel...
...with a big mouthful of something.
"Today's courses: For monsieur, cheese sandwiches, chips, and cottage cheese. For Doggie, BabyBels. And water for both."
MMM-MM-Good!
Dude fishing on the homeward bank
Here are the next two idiots that think they were going somewhere. Bike belongs to fisher dude, who was concerned enough about the pickup's over-wide turn that he soon moved down the way.
Scrappy was amazingly content to just chill for a change.
Me, content with the view, watching the swallows dive the water.
Our next contestant in the "WTH am I" contest was a bit unusual. After turning around, he parked, sat there for a minute or two. Then got out, went to the back of his car, smoked a cigarette, and watched the river. Finishing the smoke, he circled the car the rest of the way, got in and drove off. So me and fisher dude would think he ALWAYS just drives down here to randomly smoke one and leave, I guess.
Light dinner music by Robin and the Redbreasts, coming to you from high atop the St. Joe au fresco restaurant.
There's a Sargasso Sea-like dead spot in the current were the creek and the river join up that rather looks like the floor of an unswept sawmill.
The Umbrella Magnolia on the tree walk has apparently been naughty, and is in time out.
These are shots from upriver- I decided to trust my somewhat rolling innards for a brief walk a little farther. Almost not a good decision, but I digress.
Tiny island near the inlet at IPFW.
Apparently this tree, a criminal associate of the Umbrella Magnolia, is in witness protection and may not be identified.
No turtles at the swamp today, but plenty of frogs. Like this big boy. Took this picture as we were being passed by the second of our last two contestants, who couldn't find the clearly-marked entrance to the soccer fields if IPFW put up a big freaking neon sign.
Final totals: 2 hours, 2.5 total miles, all food consumed and trash removed, 8 dipshit lost drivers, and one pair reasonably clean underwear.
Today we lurch into May 27th, 1979. John O'Connor was just consecrated a Cardinal; Rick Mears wins his first Indy 500, while DW took the checker at Charlotte; and Orlando's Tangerine Bowl was host to Rock Super Bowl VI ( a semi-annual event), featuring Boston, the Doobies, AC/DC, and Poco.
"Pass me the milk! I gotta make a plane to Orlando!"
Yes, it's Time Machine, stranded back in that WON-derful year of 1979, and this week we have: The replacement of the UK ten for a week by something that really sucks; One M10 record tied, two more go down; How we get from Elton John to the Village People without being politically incorrect; and a tight 2-way race for the Panel #1! Gentlemen and ladies, let me start the engine!
Our Panel this week is WBBQ Augusta, WCVS Springfield IL, WDRC Hartford, WEGP Presque Isle ME, their neighbors at WGUY Bangor, WYSL Buffalo, WKAP Allentown, WAVZ New Haven, WHB Kansas City, CHUM Toronto, KFRC San Francisco, and KTKT Tucson. They managed 15 different songs in the first 4 stations, but only 8 the rest of the way. They included Styx's Renegade, which was #1 in Bangor, and the Bee Gees' Love You Inside Out, which was on top in Allentown. Our lowest charter this week was a song we will be discussing in a bit- Anita Ward's Ring My Bell, which was at #59 on the Cashbox national chart this week; however, a song that dropped off the chart this week Roxanne by the Police, was still #5 in Buffalo. Better late than never, I suppose.
And the Panel picks?
At #4, with no #1s and 11 points, another song we will discuss further in a bit, Randy Vanwarmer's Just When I Needed You Most, the national #8.
At #3, with the top dog from Buffalo and 18 points, the national #10, Supertramp with The Logical Song.
At #2, with 5 #1s (Springfield, Hartford, Kansas City, Toronto, and P.I.) and 35 points, the national #1, Peaches and Herb's Reunited.
And at the top with the other 4 #1s and 40 points, the national #2... in a bit.
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This week's M10 was a cause for consternation. Wednesday at work, I wrote down a ten that had a new #1, three debuts, and it lasted for about 6 minutes. I modified it to two debuts before I got home, went back and forth on the #1, and finally ended up with two debuts- and one of those was NOT one of that original three! Here it is at #9:
M83 is a dance band, and as such usually has guests to do vocals or various other things. The lady singing, for example, is a French mademoiselle named Mai Lan (which, I am told, is pronounced "mesh lane"). Also on the record is guitarist Steve Vai, ranked the 11th best guitarist in the world. He was asked to contribute something appropriately "space-y", sent the band three demos, and they combined two of them in the final song. Vai might be most famous for being David Lee Roth's guitarist on his solo lps.
Before Shady can ask, Mai Lan is entered...
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One of the things that caught my ear as I researched this particular section of 1979 was the fact that this was a time when, to me, music really sucked. I mean, REALLY sucked. I remember doing a early version of my M10 back in the day, right around this time frame in which I could only find FOUR songs I liked- Our Lips Are Sealed and We Got The Beat by the Go Gos, and Dust In The Wind and Point Of Know Return by Kansas. So I decided to look down the list, and I came up with this week's top I SUCK songs that were charting on Cashbox. This is not to say that there were NO songs I liked this week, and there were some underrated, underplayed gems out there, like the Beach Boys' Good Timing and Tycoon's Such A Woman, and others that would come to later prominence as the band's fandom grew, like Journey's Just The Same Way. But there were tunes that made me wish I could just beat my transistor to death, and here are the bottom-feeder ten, with where they charted this week:
10- You Can't Change That, Raydio, #50 on Cashbox. Now this song doesn't TRULY suck; but frankly, I never much cared for anything Ray Parker Jr did outside of Ghostbusters. He had a tremendous talent and a great voice, and wasted it on crap like Jack And Jill and The Other Woman.
9- Dancing Fool, Frank Zappa, #45. Now I realize Frank was likely trying to poke fun at disco with this awful song, but I never did get the fascination with him anyhow.
8- Shakedown Cruise, Jay Ferguson, #42. This would be a fine song with better lyrics. Or even modified lyrics. One of the worst lines I have ever heard is in this song- "The captain says, you boys want some sex? You can squeeze the sails, you can lick the deck." He'd have been better served shoehorning that line in to Lou Reed's just as disgusting Walk On The Wild Side.
7- Take Me Home, Cher, #26. For once I think I would have rather listened to Sonny. The only thing worse than the song than the costume she was in on the lp:
6- He's The Greatest Dancer, Sister Sledge, #41. Lame lyrics and a clunky chorus. We Are Family much the same, just not as clunky.
5- Ring My Bell, Anita Ward, #59. Now we get into the meat of the suckage. This was one of two songs that our local station played as if they only had two discs and a rackful of ads. And the other, you ask?
4- Knock On Wood, Aimee Stewart, #14. I tried knocking on wood. And metal, plastic, human flesh, whatever was available. Nothing helped.
3- Get Used To It, Roger Voudouris, #25. The single biggest (but not only) thing that annoyed me about this song was towards the ending, when he starts singing, "You better get used to... oh, my love. PLEASE..." NOW he says, please? I realize you throw stuff in at the end that sounds stupid just to fill time, but this might be the worst example to me of how NOT to do it. Second place: the end of Styx's Mr Roboto, where Dennis DeYoung mewls, "I want to thank you... PLEASE, thank you..." Do any of these idiots know how to properly use the word please in a song?
And now, the two songs that I had no choice but to rank 1A and 1 B...
1B- Just When I Needed You Most, Randy Vanwarmer, #8. For a very brief moment I kind of liked this song. Until the whiny just drove me nuts.
1A- You Take My Breath Away, Rex Smith. I offered her money TO take his breath away, but got no response.
Ahhh. Cleansing rant done, I feel so much better. On with the show.
I had to laugh when I saw who was going to be the six degrees victim this week. But more on that later. Did you know Elton John was the piano player on the Hollies' big hit He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother? I found that out during my last minute, hurried because I forgot again 6D research. That song was co-wrote by Bob Russell, who was dying of leukemia at the time. He also wrote the English lyrics to a song I know has been around the Time Machine before, the Ritchie Family's Brazil. Now, the original tune was composed in 1939 by Ay Barroso, before the creation of composer producer team Jacques Morali and Henry Belolo hit with it many decades later. Belolo and Morali also have another, more dubious reference on their resume- they created the Village People, whose hit In The Navy was at #4 this week but got no panel love.
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And now, the M10!
Much as I hated to do it, somebody had to move down, and Charles Bradley was elected. He slips from his peak at #5 to 10 this week with Changes.
You heard #9; at #8 is the other debut, straight from Eurovision, I give you the Australian champ, Korean-Aussie Dami Im:
Among other things, I learned that Dami's last lp was a disc of Carpenters covers- and she did a damn fine job!
Number seven is a three notch riser for the Jayhawks, Lovers Of The Sun.
And at number six is the song that screwed the three-debut plan. I found I couldn't drop it; I couldn't even BUDGE it. The Jayhawks and Quiet Corners are now the longest lived song in M10 history, holding at 6 in their 10th week.
Ruth B does the electric slide this week; she slides down a notch to 5 with 2 Poor Kids, and one to #4 with Superficial Love.
The Justad sisters and Tangerine shoot from 9 to 3 with You'll Always Be Lonely. See, Bob? I told you "up" and "big".
Or at least in a coma, as Telekinesis drops one spot with Lean On Me at #2.
So a new #1 on the M10 ties a record for five straight weeks with a different #1... and the one that does it sets a mark for the longest road to get there! The number ones, please?
M10 says:
...Emi Knight and the Strawberry Runners with When We Were Good, at the top in its SEVENTH week on the M10!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And the Panel pick?
...Donna Summer and Hot Stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, we won't have to do a suck chart next week, because we'll be going to...1971! Well, maybe Shady will have a suck chart for us, but that's close to my own wheelhouse. So tune in, and we'll see what grows where Rosemary goes!
First on my perusal list is the statement made a couple of days ago by Veterans Affairs Secretary Robert McDonald comparing waits for help from the VA to lines at Disneyland. So my question is, how does even President Obama find someone who is such a loser that he compares a line for a vacation treat that you could ALWAYS get out of if you get bored to something someone REALLY needs and has NO option but to wait? One thing I will give Donald Trump:
I hope he CRUCIFIES them both on this issue. To me, there is nothing more abhorrent this government does than the way Vets are treated.
Next up, amusing headline:
Drew Peterson wanted to deal drugs after leaving prison, recordings show
Of course, not too many lines of work hiring two-time wife killers, I guess.
Next, I found this interesting exchange on BBC:
Australia's deputy PM Barnaby Joyce said that he is "pulling strings" in Johnny Depp's head after the actor called him an "inbred tomato".
Depp made the tomato comments to talk-show host Jimmy Kimmel. It comes after Depp and wife Amber Heard were forced to issue an unusual video apology after she illegally brought two dogs into Australia. Ms Heard avoided a conviction after appearing in an Australian court last month. Depp told Kimmel the "inbred tomato" comment was not a criticism, but said without explaining further that he was afraid the politician might "explode". Asked whether he had watched the video apology - which was later mocked by Mr Joyce - Depp said "no, because I didn't want to kill myself".
Mr Joyce responded to the actor's comments by saying: "I'm turning into Johnny Depp's Hannibal Lecter". "I'm inside his head, I'm pulling little strings, pulling little levers," Mr Joyce told the BBC through a spokesman. "Long after I'd forgotten about Mr Depp he's remembering me. "The Australian people know we did the right thing."
So things are so hunky-dory in Australia that the Deputy PM can afford to compare himself to Hannibal Lecter, eh? I am just curious if that last statement is true. And the Donald looks even a little better...
Perhaps Mr. Joyce might want to make a good-will trip to Nigeria, where a "tomato emergency" has been declared. No lie, a leaf borer has destroyed 80% of their crop. A humanitarian sacrifice might help.
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But perhaps what we need here is a little perspective. What is the biggest news story right now?
On CNN, it was a story on the climbers recently killed on Everest.
On MSNBC, it was the DOJ announcement it was seeking the death penalty for the nutjob that shot up the church in Charleston.
On the BBC, the top trend was was Microsoft trying to get away with an "install" button that looked like an "x-out" button.
On Xinhua it was the blasts that killed 74 in Syria.
The Moscow Times most trending was the announcement by Russian President Medvedev that there was no money in their version of Social Security.
BUT...
In Japan, on the Japan Times, the biggest news was " the secret joy of being a Japanese woman" (which, according to the article, is housework...)
The story heavily quotes from a book titled (I kid you not) Japanese Women Don’t Get Old or Fat by Naomi Moriyama.
Also, AlJazeera's lead trend is a story on how young Chinese professional women (no, not THAT profession) are having to "rent" boyfriends in their late 20s to avoid the stigma of being a "leftover woman".
In the Times Of India, the lead story you would accuse me of making up if I didn't do a quick copy-and-paste:
JAISALMER: Left in the heat with its legs tied all day, a camel attacked its owner and severed his head in anger in Rajasthan's Barmer district on Saturday. About 25 villagers struggled for 6 hours to calm the animal down.
Late reports suggest the murderous animal has been purchased by the local chapter of Daesh.
The Daily Mirror led with a video of a group whose tent (in which they were) was being licked clean of dew by three lions in South Africa.
A lone man looking for means of expression in a tsunami of information. Seeking truth justice and the American way in the perspective of a Nixon conservative. And the Commissioner of the free world's smallest and best fantasy football league.
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