Check out that vintage 80s look! Rosanne Cash with Carl Perkins, covering what I’m pretty sure is a Steve Forbert song:
Month: August 2010
Love In Vain
The Stones cover Robert Johnson:
Silent Star Wars
This has been going around Facebook all day:
Thank me later.
Help Support Philadelphia’s Action AIDS by Drinking Beer
I remember this commercial, which appeared about a week before the AIDS crisis exploded.
Action AIDS is one of the many non-profit human services organizations in Philadelphia, and their name is pretty self-explanatory. Like most non-profits, Action AIDS is under the gun due to the economic calamity we’re living in. (And may i add, the economic collapse as disproved the entire notion that the corporate sector, rather than the government, should be responsible for funding human services: when profits dry up, so do the donations).
Anyway, Action AIDS has a fun little fundraiser all over the city tonight: Bar AIDS. Here’s the description, via facebook:
On Thursday, Aug. 26, from 5:30 on to at least midnight, a dozen local coffeehouses and bars will donate a portion of their proceeds to the local fight against HIV/AIDS. Here’s a list of the places where every dollar you spend will make a difference — whether it’s on a cappuccino or a Coors lite. (We also added details of any other specials they have going that night.)
COFFEHOUSES
* Cafe Cret
* Small Oven Bakery at Tutti FruttiBARS
* Bike Stop
* City Tap House — $2 local beers, 5-7pm
* Fergie’s Pub
* Knock Restaurant & Bar — 1/2-price apps, including gourmet wings, sliders + flatbreads
* Tabu — $5 open bar, 9-10pm
* Tavern on Camac
* Westbury
* Woody’s — $5 Effen vodka, all nite long
* Uncle’s
* XIX at Hyatt Bellevue
You can easily find the addresses via Google, and you can find me at Fergie’s Pub after 6:00 PM, where I’ll be hoisting a pint or two in the fight against AIDS. I hope you’ll be there too! AIDS is a shitty disease to have, and you can help raise money to fight it by drinking beers.
OMG OMG OMG
When I was a kid, I would literally launch myself off the schoolbus Monday-Friday to make it home in time to watch THIS:
Talk about a show with LOTS to unpack: Star Blazers was a Japanese soap opera set in outer space in which the brave crew of the Space Cruiser Yamato (the original title of the series, taken from the World War 2 battleship of the same name) fight the Gamilons to save Earth from the deadly terror of Radiation Bombs. Many characters died over the course of the serial, very different from the consequence-free violence I’d see in other cartoons like “GI Joe”. Underlying the plot were more concepts than my young mind was prepared to consider, including Japan’s fervent need to rehabilitate its international reputation (in Star Blazers, the Yamato is a force for GOOD, not fascism) and the deep trauma left on that nation by Fat Man and Little Boy. It was a great show: afterwards, I’d segue right into Force Five, which was linked to the Shogun Warriors line of toys, and if I was lucky, I’d squeeze in some Dr. Who right before dinner.
OK, you’re muttering by this time. WTF are you getting at?
THIS:
“Star Blazers” has been remade as a live-action movie, entirely in Japanese, with the original title “Space Battleship Yamato”, and it is going to be so fucking awesome my little geek heart might explode.
The Bay
This just out
GOP hypocrite Ken Mehlman, the modern-day Roy Cohn.
If Mehlman didn’t fan the flames of fear and hatred of homosexuals and homosexuality as Bush’s campaign manager and do nothing to soften the GOP’s position on gay issues as RNC chairman, this wouldn’t be news and I certainly wouldn’t post about it.
But he did. So I am.
Republicans have no principles. Everything they do is for their own personal gain. Remember that.
Wednesday Songs
Romeo and Juliet, Dire Straits. “Oh yeah, Romeo/I used to have a thing with him.”
Always Something There To Remind Me, Dionne Warwick. One of the things that makes it harder for ADD people to recover after a relationship is the way our brains are wired. Literally everything reminds of us that person, it takes us much longer than regular people to get over it. You could look it up!
He’s so Fine, The Shirelles.
Golden, the amazing Jill Scott, my homegirl.
A Salty Dog
Procol Harum:
Two of Us
The boys:
