Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Today's Happy Hour Soundtrack and... Motivation

Lyle, from his latest... which has been in constant rotation here at El Casa Inm├│vil de Pennington.


It's got you chained to your earphones
Yer jes' a white boy. lost in the blues...

It's got me chained to my earphones
A white boy, lost in the blues...

It's got you chained to your earphones,
A white boy, lost in the blues!
Well, that's just COLD, Lyle.  We're chained to our speakers, Mah Man.  We don't DO headphones. 

About that motivation thang... we FINALLY got off the dime and cleaned house today.  REALLY cleaned house, and all we needed was some motivation... like this:

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We wouldn't want the landlord to think we're pigz, or anythang.  Yanno?

16 comments:

  1. In New Orleans when the projects were mainly white circa 30s-50s they had monthly maint inspections. When the projects turned all black such inspections were discontinued lest they be deemed raaaacist by casting aspersions on the housekeeping ability/desire of blacks. Maybe you can be like the Fauxahontas Harvard Prof Liz Warren in Mass and claim 1/32nd Black ancestory and protest the inspections as an insult to your race, lol. Hell, it worked for the blue-eyed blond so just call yourself Chief Sitting Bull-Sh**t--should work OK for you, right?

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    1. It's only an annual inspection... I can live with it.

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  2. PS: On second thought you'd better claim you're either a Seminole or a Mardis Gras Indian as they're the only valid black American "Indians" left, lol.

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  3. Nothing like having strangers in your house to make it shine!!!

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    1. Or your mother-in-law. Surgical amphitheaters have nothing on "Mom clean." ;-)

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    2. Or "RN Infection Control Wife clean" if you're the unfortunate husband tasked with the duty..lol

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    3. Worse, my wife's specialty was burns and her first job when we were first married was as Nurse Mgr of the Burn Unit @ old Charity Hosp in New Orleans--talk about being death on germs--a 24/7 attitude!!

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    4. Heh. It's ALL about attitude, innit?

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  4. Man, I do like that Lyle song. Smooth. Thanks for that. As for the apartment/house inspection, because we haven't rented since the early '70s, I was completely unaware that took place. I'm sure you'll pass muster though.

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    1. The whole danged album is brilliant, Dan. Recommended.

      Yeah, renting has a lot of drawbacks... this is just ONE. But then again, owning has some drawbacks, too... like yard work. ;-)

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  5. One never escapes the dreaded BEQ quarterly inspection. Just leave a floater in the head to drive them crazy with the inability to communicate what they just found...

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  6. Hmm, I don't want anyone inspecting my house. I might have to leave my big dog out.

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    1. Yup... you don't HAVE to have anyone inspect.

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  7. The sign on the wall brought back memories of my youth. KINK FM radio was one of the first FM Stereo stations I listened to when I got my first stereo radio in 1968 for Christmas.

    KINK played albums Sunday night, but it wasn't until later in the year, that I bought my first stereo tape deck. It was a great tape deck (Phillips as I recall), because it allowed me to record on one channel, and then over-dub onto the second, and then over-dub back to the first. This was Beatles technology by 1/4th, ha!

    God awful 1/4" tape that seemed to bleed sounds onto the tape that rolled over it. This really pissed me off, and started a lust for recording technology that only today finally satisfies, with CD quality 8 track recordings. I can record 24-bit tracks, and mix that down to 16-bits for industry quality.

    All because KINK blew my mind with non-top-40 AM shit. If I never hear 100% of the shit they played on AM radio, my life will be wonderful.

    Although I've never been to the Bing Lounge, I have spent a lot of time up and over on 10th street and Morrison, where I got my first job at Rhodes Department store. This was a building that was built in 1910, and had a million secrets. Us young employees (kids) would explore the caverns after work. It was spooky! For a joke, we put a bunch of Pork-Chop bones, rib bones, chicken bones, etc, under the elevator shaft. ha.

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    1. I had a similar revelation about music around the same time or just a year before, Anon. I also have an extensive library of old reel-to-reel tape, as well... but said library lives in SN2's basement in Pittsburgh. My first tape deck was an Akai X-150, my last was a Revox A-77, which is also in SN2's basement. I wasn't quite as fascinated as yourself with recording, though... I only used my decks to bootleg music from friends and from the radio station I worked at for a year. I did experiment with the Revox, though... coz it had the same sorts of recording capabilities you described.

      Thanks for that story!

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