I was sitting on my front porch with the breeze kicking up. Way down below me on the pavement, a little slug, maybe just about an inch long, was pressing forward through a small scale windstorm-- keeping its face turned into the wind, braving all the small pieces of smoosh (besides having to fight the headwind)-- when this twig, a teeny piece of straw, blew up and hit him right square between the eyes. For you and me, like a two-foot-long hunk of wood. Pow!
I've never seen a slug pass out before. He verryy sloowwwly teetered over. And stopped. And sat there. Eventually he roused himself and slowly rose to his foot, and carried on. Because what else was there to do.
And indeed. So while there might be things dropped here on the site from time to time, there's a few twigs in the wind today. We'll just do what we can.
Sunday, November 13, 2016
George Putnam
(1:57) While it's true that voices and pictures through the air were old news by the time I was a kid in the 60's, announcers in suits and with glistening hair were still expected to appear and make sense of things: let us know what to expect at 9 pm, 8 Central Time. Preserve us from Dead Air.
George Putnam was born to announce.
While he lacked the euphonious pipes of, say, a Fenneman or a Frees--
(Okay,
"A Fenneman or a Frees.")
-- he embodied State-of-the-Art professionalism in an age of Magic-Brain record changers.
...of course, 20 years later, by the time I was growing up, it was our parent's world, and serious men were appearing over the CRT in the living room, saying, "You don't have all your marbles!" (Buy some now!) The announcer's edge had progressed to self parody--
--so when, it was said, Mary Tyler Moore's own Ted Baxter
was based on George, he attained something of an apotheosis. And a well-deserved one.
Today's selection is the young scout himself, ata small, 5,000 watt station in Fresno WEAF on the night on Pearl Harbor, holding down the home fires...
link
George Putnam was born to announce.
While he lacked the euphonious pipes of, say, a Fenneman or a Frees--
(Okay,
"A Fenneman or a Frees.")
-- he embodied State-of-the-Art professionalism in an age of Magic-Brain record changers.
...of course, 20 years later, by the time I was growing up, it was our parent's world, and serious men were appearing over the CRT in the living room, saying, "You don't have all your marbles!" (Buy some now!) The announcer's edge had progressed to self parody--
--so when, it was said, Mary Tyler Moore's own Ted Baxter
was based on George, he attained something of an apotheosis. And a well-deserved one.
Today's selection is the young scout himself, at
link
Monday, October 10, 2016
ReChemical: Donald and Hillary - I've Had The Time of My Life
On YouTube. The footage is from the second Presidential debate, just last night. The theme is from Dirty Dancing. Combined for a moment of sheer magic.
link to YouTube
link to YouTube
Sunday, October 2, 2016
Public Disservice Messages
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Anne Francis as Tinkerbell
10.09: The spirit of audio sneaking into the workshop. I re-did the eyes, to make them more cartoony. Trying to think like Preston Blair.
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
Mr. F. Le Mur: Soupman
- Soupman: Good Thing It's Dark
Making a bit by simply removing a syllable is some audio smarts. Doing it with an Old Radio icon like Superman-- I'm stunned. Of course-- Soupman! Tireless fighter for soup and justice! There's a series of episodes here, along with Andy of Bug Porn, Dragnest, Beave It to Lemur...
Saturday, June 4, 2016
Rose Festival 2016
The ships have started to come in. Here's the SS Dub Taylor, underneath Portland's elegant Boardwalque.
The 1,500-ton barge, named after the beloved character actor, carries its own toilet, and enough whiskey and plug tobacco for the week's festivities.
The 1,500-ton barge, named after the beloved character actor, carries its own toilet, and enough whiskey and plug tobacco for the week's festivities.
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