04.13.11 – a wednesday

word

remunerate [ri-myoo-nuh-reyt] v. 1. to pay, recompense or reward for work, trouble, etc. 2. to yield a recompense for (work, services, etc.)

birthday

Thomas Jefferson (1743), Butch Cassidy (1866), Don Adams (1923), Paul Sorvino (1939), Al Green (1946), Christopher Hitchens (1949), Caroline Rhea (1964), Rick Schroder (1970)

standpoint

Recently, a relatively new friend of mine and I were discussing music and, during the course of that conversation, he said something like this to me: “Yeah, but no one gives a shit about lyrics anymore.”

I definitely respect the guy’s opinion and I told him I disagreed with him but I quickly moved back to the topic we’d been laboring on. But, later, I thought back to what he said and it kind of irked me and mostly because he was kind of right.

Once again, I find myself in the minority when it comes to the popular (or unpopular, depending on which is deemed cooler, I guess) opinion in regards to current music.

A song’s lyrics are as important to me as everything else going on. Otherwise, I’ll just pop in some Béla Fleck or John Scofield. Disregarding the lyrics of a song is, to me, the same as dismissing it. Even if the lyrics are haphazard or nonsensical. It might be the English lit nerd in me talking here but words are always gonna be words and they have meanings and those meanings are subjective on an individual basis despite the artist’s intent.

I’m sure Sean Kelly has my back on this one.

quotation

Every true genius is bound to be naive. ↔ J.C.F. von Schiller

tune

Getting back on the subject of song lyrics, Joshua Radin is pretty awesome when it comes to that. (For the record, I don’t care if Radin is more popular with soccer moms than hipster music enthusiasts. True story.) As most of you know, my best friend Harvey passed away a few months back. The night I said goodbye to him in the hospital, I went home and – surprise – I couldn’t sleep. I grabbed my iPod and my headphones and decided to walk around my neighborhood until I got sleepy. After an hour or so, I found myself sitting on the steps of the train station by my house, looking up at all the fake, yellow lights illuminating the parking lot. And then “Streetlight” came on and I heard “I don’t know where to go/So I think I’ll sit and stay here a while/’Til I figure it out.” I listened to the song about 34 more times before I walked home and collapsed into my bed. I’m still sort of lost without Harvey and I’m sure it wasn’t Radin’s lyrical aim that I make his song about losing my best friend but that’s what happened.

gallimaufry

This was the most popular story on Yahoo! News yesterday and had almost 10,000 shares on Facebook. Stuff like this makes me hate everybody.

This Saturday, April 16th is Record Store Day. I’ll be down at Main Street Music in Manayunk. You should be too. I’ll let you buy me a beer. It’s true.

→ If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a hundred times: When you’re robbing a little girl’s lemonade stand, don’t drive off and leave your girlfriend behind to get arrested because chances are she’s gonna crack under questioning. Why doesn’t anyone ever listen to me?

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04.02.10 – A Friday

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word

hypocrite [hipuh-krit] n. 1. a person who pretends to have virtues, moral or religious beliefs, principles, etc., that he or she does not actually possess, esp. a person whose actions belie stated beliefs 2. a person who feigns some desirable or publicly approved attitude, esp. one whose private life, opinions, or statements belie his or her public statements

birthday

Charlemagne (742), Thomas Jefferson (1743), Hans Christian Andersen (1805), Émile Zola (1840), Walter Chrysler (1875), Max Ernst (1891), Buddy Ebsen (1908), Sir Alec Guinness (1914), Jack Webb (1920), Serge Gainsbourg (1928), Marvin Gaye (1939), Dr. Demento (1941), Leon Russell (1942), Linda Hunt (1945), Anne Waldman (1945), Emmylou Harris (1947), Christopher Meloni (1961), Clark Gregg (1962), Rodney King (1965), Adam Rodriguez (1975)

standpoint

Since I’m having trouble being creative this week, I thought today’s standpoint could serve to further one of the more popular sections of this blog – tune. Instead of sharing just one of my favorite songs today, I’m going to share several that I’ve bookmarked at one time or the other. No rhyme or reason here, people. Totally random. Enjoy.

quotation

The world is full of fools and faint hearts; and yet everyone has courage enough to bear the misfortunes, and wisdom enough to manage the affairs, of his neighbor. ↔ Benjamin Franklin

tune

Even though I’ve shared more than enough songs with you, I’m prepared to offer an additional one. Since revamping the iPod, I’ve been listening to lots and lots of Rogue Wave. I’m fully aware I’m fixated. What can I say? They’re my favorite band, and we’re all going to have to agree with the fact you’re going to need to come to grips with that. Here’s a live version of “Sewn Up.”

gallimaufry

I’m openly declaring it right now. Parenthood is the best show on television right now. Of course, the mere fact I like it means it’ll be cancelled by the time I wake up today. Sorry, Ron Howard.

→ Here’s Reason #423 you should, if provided the chance, get the fuck out of this country. That’s my plan. We can coordinate.

→ Sorry, not to be callous but when you’ve got “only rum and anti-depressants for company,” I doesn’t matter who you are – eventually you’re going to think about sticking a gun in your mouth.

04.07.09 – Tuesday

Word: defunct [di-fuhngkt] adj. 1. no longer in effect or use; not operating or functioning: a defunct law; a defunct organization 2. no longer in existence; dead; extinct: a defunct person; a defunct tribe of Indians

 

Birthday: Francis Xavier (1506), William Wordsworth (1770), Percy Faith (1908), Billie Holiday (1915), Ravi Shankar (1920), James Garner (1928), Wayne Rogers (1933), Jerry Brown (1938), Freddie Hubbard (1938), Francis Ford Coppola (1939), John Oates (1949), Janis Ian (1951), Jackie Chan (1954), Christopher Darden (1956), Russell Crowe (1964), Bill Bellamy (1965)

 

Occurrence: Today is World Health Day 2009. Click here to see where the World Health Organization is concentrating its efforts this year.

 

Standpoint: 53. That’s the number of people who have been killed by violent gunmen in the past month. Each incident is totally saddening. The most heinous one (in my opinion) occurred this past Saturday night in Pittsburgh, PA when Richard “Pop” Poplawski shot and killed three police officers from point blank range. Positively nauseating. Truly. Since the shootings and his subsequent arrest, we’ve come to know some things “Pop”. We know that he was stockpiling weapons due to the assault weapon ban proposed by President Obama. We know that he thought law enforcement was unable to protect society as a result of the current economic crisis. We know that he was discharged from the United States Marine Corps for attacking his superior. We know that he was a white supremacist who despised Obama. Lastly, we know that no one around him thought those facts were cause for alarm. His friends and family are sounding off about him like he was a normal guy who simply had a bad day. Here are a few samples: “He wasn’t a racist. He was a cool person. He thought he was losing some of his rights. He said he’d be ready if there’s ever an invasion of the United States and that he had stockpiled food and guns.” “I mean, he’s not a bad kid.” “He was just an easygoing, fun-loving guy, telling jokes.” Huh? A cool person? Not a bad kid? Easygoing, fun-loving guy? I’m confused. I live in Philadelphia, not Pittsburgh, so I’m not an expert on how people talk on the other side of Pennsylvania. When I describe a guy as “cool,” it usually means he’s a relaxed guy, not a guy who’s buying massive amounts of assault rifles online. When I say someone’s “not a bad kid,” I’m always referring to an individual who hasn’t had a standoff with the law. When I think of an “easygoing, fun-loving guy,” I don’t think of a guy who spends his time on white supremacy websites, writing angry rants on ‘the Zionist takeover of America.’” These people should be ashamed of and hold themselves partially responsible for the events of last Saturday night. (To be continued in tomorrow’s post.)

 

QuotationIf by gaining knowledge we destroy our health, we labour for a thing that will be useless in our handsJohn Locke

 

Tune: Joshua Radin is flat-out amazing. His songs have a way of making you happy about feeling miserable. Confused? Listen to “Star Mile”.

 

Link: Create Your Own Flower – Just what it says – Create your own flower.

 

Gallimaufry: Tired of sad and depressing news? Me too. Try this article about a family reunited with its dog, found after months at sea…You can’t attempt to reproduce actual US currency, but no one’s stopping you from creating your own. Communities in Boston and Detroit are printing their own money. Really…The Naismith Memorial Basketball Hall of Fame announced this year’s inductees. After I’m sure what was a long and intense deliberation, the selection committee decided to include Michael Jordan.

 

Incoming: Tomorrow – More on this past weekend’s violent events. Later this week – Your Annoying Saying contributions. Cross my heart. I promise.