Right around 1982, a new breed of punk music started coming from California with all the rock of New York and all the snark of London, but with its own kind of erudition. Bands like Black Flag and The Dead Kennedys were expanding punk’s lyrical vocabulary in the same way that the Ramones and the Sex Pistols expanded its musical vocabulary. One listen to "How To Ruin Friendships and Influence Douche Bags" is all you’ll need to be able to see the clear influence of Henry Rollins or Jello Biafria on Denver’s The Vanilla Milkshakes.
Punk and I have a complicated relationship. I always find myself wanting to like it more than I actually do - so the nice thing for me about this album is that I get to experience the adolescent joy of it all without having to revisit works that always leave me ambivalent. This is music for playing loud in the car to vent off the road rage that your hour long commute instills. This is music for feeling superior about feeling inferior about feeling superior. If, at any time, a passing car or a shop window has made you smile by unexpectedly hitting you with “California Uber Alles” then get “How to Ruin Friendships and Influence Douche Bags.”
The standout track for me was “I’m No Prize Myself” if for no other reason than the high bpm count - and the intro to Kreep certainly seems like a nice little nod to Tom Verlaine and Television.
Surely you know about RiffTrax by now. Mike Nelson, Kevin Murphy, and Bill Corbett from Mystery Science Theater 3000 riffing on Hollywood Blockbusters, educational shorts, and B-movie deep cuts. It’s easily my favorite thing currently on the web, but their catalog has grown so very large that I thought I’d take a moment to list a handful of my favorites to help you get started.
Santa’s sled is stuck in the sand, and Santa himself is about to pass out from heat exhaustion. He mentally calls for a group of local kids to help him out. They try using a sheep, a donkey, and a guy in a gorilla suit to get him out, but eventually he gives up and tells the kids a story about a girl in a theme park who visits a Thumbalina attraction - until the Ice Cream Bunny saves the day. For real.
Where RiffTrax shines is in making these terrible movies not only bearable but downright amazing. The scene where Edward takes Bella to the top of the mountain so she can see him sparkle is now one of my favorite scenes in any movie thanks to Bill Corbett’s pitch-perfect commentary.
A newly married housewife unwittingly finds herself the plaything of three singing butchers as they assume a series of more perplexing roles in her life, all in the name of the promotion of pork. Of course.
As I write this, I’m listening to the Tom Waits album “Closing Time”. I really love this album. Listening this time, it occurred to me what a very different musical experience it would be if he was playing a different piano. The weariness, introversion, longing, self-doubt all comes out so very beautifully on the out-of-tune piano he’s playing. If here were playing a giant, meticulous concert grand, it would be a different feel entirely.
That got me to thinking. Piano really is the only instrument that, if it’s a little out of tune, it’s still musically viable. A guitar, or a sax or a trumpet - out of tune means the player needs to work on their ear or intonation. Out of tune piano, though, creates its own atmosphere. There are connotations of playing the beat-up instrument in the bar, striving, poverty, atmosphere.
You can’t play just anything on an out-of-tune piano, though. Chopin, no way. Brubeck, forget it. But you can play the hell out of “Ol’ 55” on an out-of-tune piano.
I’ve been a fan of the Atlanta Braves for as long as I can remember. Every summer visiting my father, he and I would watch every TBS broadcast. I have fond memories of Skip Caray and Pete Van Wiren announcing. I still remember clearly Phil Niekro’s ‘82 heroic, almost single-handed win against the Padres which clinched a spot in the playoffs. To this day, Dale Murphy remains my ideal of what a baseball player should be, on and off the field.
I heard about your plans to move the stadium to Cobb County. While this has the potential for real disaster, particularly as the traffic on 75 and 285 for a 7pm weekday game is going to be nightmarish, there are also some real possibilities for positive change. Here’s a small list of three things this one fan thinks you should consider:
1. It’s time to change the mascot and team name. Change it back to the Beaneaters if you must, but the era of the acceptable use of ethnic iconography is long passed (if it ever existed). Ancillary to this, don’t go the route of the Angels and become “The Atlanta Peaches of Cobb County” or some such ridiculousness. Remain an Atlanta team.
2. I realize that it is hard to pass up on the massive funding that comes with auctioning naming rights, but please consider rectifying the error made in 1996 and name the new facility “Hank Aaron Field.” At the very least, make the inclusion of Hank Aaron’s name a requisite part of the name, regardless of which company wins the naming rights. I would be fine with “Hank Aaron Coca-Cola Park”.
3. I read that the new stadium will have 42,000 seats. That is a lot of seats to fill. Please consider something like $5 upper deck ticket prices for all games, so that a family of 4 can see a game for less than $50 inclusive (tickets, parking, and food).
Thank you for your consideration,
Recently, Emilee and I have taken to listening to an album or two as we’re preparing dinner. I’ve been enjoying it quite a bit, as I’ve begun finding it harder and harder to carve out time to just listen to music. Last week, I landed on The Band’s “Music From Big Pink” and decided that it was more than time to listen to it again.
It was pretty early into the album - probably the opening chords of “In A Station” - when I turned to Emilee and said “wow, this is really good music.” And yes, beginning to end, it was amazing.
Days later while apparently seeming pensive, Emilee asked me “what are you thinking about?” and I had to honestly reply that Music from Big Pink was still playing in my head. When she asked me why I thought that was, I told her a version of this story:
Early in high school, as my own musical tastes were evolving, I spent a large amount of time listening to anything I could get my hands on, including my mom’s large vinyl collection. Among these was The Band’s eponymous “brown” album, which I found to be absolutely brilliant at the time. I still do. Side two of that album contains some of the most moving, haunted, brilliant Americana ever created in any art form.
When I bought Music From Big Pink in college, I think I was expecting more of the same, and while there are elements of it, there is more of Dylan’s influence on this first album, I think, so I kind of relegated Big Pink to the “not as good” category in my brain. This meant that whenever the urge for music of The Band came to me, I’d play the brown album instead.
But wow, listening to Music From Big Pink with new ears has made all the difference. If it’s been a while since you’ve heard this one, or if you’ve never heard it before, I think you’ll be amazed.
There were just too many reasons for me to move to tumblr, so here I am. This should mean more posts here, now that I can write from just about anywhere.
Thank you for your questions, tumblrbot. This is a question I think about often. I spend lots of time on Google Maps street view virtually visiting places. Right this very moment, the place that interests me most is Nuuk, Greenland.
Stop posting about “Moneybags”. Just stop. It’s not just annoying, it’s completely factually and provably inaccurate. Here, I’ll show you.
Let’s start off with some simple calendar math. There are 7 days in a week. If you project ahead 7 days into the future, the day of the week will be identical to the day you start with. This is also true for multiples of 7. For example if the June 1 is on a Monday, then June 22 is also going to be on a Monday - this is because 21 is a multiple of 7, and 21 + 1 (the day you started on) is 22.
Now then, let’s apply that to an entire year. If you start a year on a Monday, what day of the week will the next year start on? Let’s start by looking at the number of days in a year - 365. Is it a multiple of 7? No, it’s not. When you divide 365 by 7 you get 52 with a remainder of 1. Or, another way to say that same number is (7 x 52) + 1.
We have already established that if the 1st is on a Monday then so is the 8th, the 15th, the 22nd, and the 29th, right? Well, if we convert that into a simple formula, we can say something like
Dates that fall on the same day as January 1 = (7x) + 1.
Does that work for the numbers we know?
(7 x 1) + 1 = 8 - check
(7 x 2) + 1 = 15 - check
(7 x 3) + 1 = 22 - check
(7 x 4) + 1 = 29 - check
So let’s try a little experiment. What happens if we think of a year as a single long month. What would the last day of the month be - say January 365th? We can find this pretty easy; just let x be 52 and plug it into our formula above:
(7 x 52) + 1 = 365
That means, mathematically speaking, for any year that is not a leap year, the January 1 and December 31 will be on the same day of the week. Let’s check our work by looking at the dates we know for this year. January 1, 2013 was on a Tuesday. And what do you know, December 31, 2013 will also be on a Tuesday.
This means that, for any year that is not a leap year, Jan 1 will be exactly one day BEFORE Jan 1 of next year. For leap year you just add one. This means we can make a nice little pattern for when Jan 1 will fall every year:
2013 2014 2015 2016 2017 2018 2019 2020 2021 2022
Tue Wed Thu Fri Sun Mon Tue Wed Fri Sat
Thanks to that pesky leap year, we have to go all the way to 2022 before we see all 7 days of the week on January 1.
Without too much work, we can repeat this same exercise for the first day of any month. The only real trick is, for January and February, to skip the day for years following a leap year (since the leap day doesn’t happen until the end of February) and for the rest of the months you skip the day for the leap years themselves. So for example, let’s look at the patter of days for October 1:
2013 2014 2015 2016 2017 2018 2019 2020 2021
Tue Wed Thu Sat Sun Mon Tue Thu Fri
This time it only took us nine years to get all 7 days of the week.
Now that we have this bit of math out of the way, let’s look at the “moneybag” claims. I’ve seen a bunch of different variations, but the most recent one I have seen features the claim that “This year, October will have 5 Tuesdays, 5 Wednesday, and 5 Thursdays” and that this happens “only once in 823 years.”
Let’s break this claim down one item at a time.
"October will have 5 Tuesdays, 5 Wednesday, and 5 Thursdays". Yes, this is true - but it is by no means extraordinary. There are 31 days in October - which is 3 days more than 4 weeks. Every month has 4 of every day - so logically, October will always have 5 of three consecutive days. Nothing mysterious there.
"This happens only once in 823 years." Take a look again at the table above showing the day of the week for October 1 for the next 9 years. Notice that October 1 lands on a Tuesday again in 2019? Know what that means? That’s right. October will have 5 Tuesdays, 5 Wednesdays, and 5 Thursdays again in just 6 years.
You can do this same exercise with any month. There is no pattern of 5 occurrences of three consecutive days in the same month that takes 823 years to repeat. The absolute most you’ll have to wait is 14 years.
The whole “moneybags” thing is complete bunk. All it takes is a little math and a little common sense and we can do away with yet another bit of superstition.