1. The beloved Kansas City Royals are 10-4, tied for the best record in the American League, and in first place in the Central Division. If the season ended now, they’d be playoff bound. I’m thinking we really don’t need to play another 150 games, right? Please? Somebody? Anybody?
2. I love films, but not films based on comic books, video games, toys, or amusement park rides, nor sequels, nor remakes, nor films based on kids’ books, nor films that require me to wear headache-generating 3-D glasses, nor films starring any combination of Kate Hudson, Jack Black, Drew Barrymore, Owen Wilson, Mila Kunis, Matthew McConaughey, Ellen Page, Mel Gibson, Katie Holmes and/or Tom Cruise. Should I just give up on movies for the next six months? I’m thinking I don’t have a choice . . .
3. I love, love, love extreme metal/grindcore band Napalm Death, as I’ve mentioned before. I also love, love, love jazz, most especially the works of Yusef Lateef, John Coltrane, Eric Dolphy, Charles Mingus, Illinois Jacquet, Charles Earland, Elvin Jones and the great Miles Davis. And in an inspired moment of “two great tastes that taste great together” insight, I absolutely adore the “Napalm Death + Jazz“ playlist I created on my iPod a few weeks ago. It’s magic. Seriously.
5. One for the prog-rock geeks: the line-up of Yes that recorded 1980’s under-appreciated Drama (long-time stalwarts Steve Howe, Chris Squire and Alan White, plus Geoff Downes and Trevor Horn of the Buggles and, later, Asia and Art of Noise, respectively) has reunited, joined by former Yes tribute band singer Benoit David, and will be issuing a new studio album this summer. I’m actually excited by this, since Drama is probably the Yes album I listen to the most these days, as uncool as both of those facts are to admit. Here’s a classic clip of this line-up making magic with “Tempus Fugit.” Progtastic!
6. Tax Day is Monday, and we were pleasantly surprised to find that we have a larger than expected refund coming our way this year. While I know it’s bad financial planning to let Uncle Sam have an interest free loan of our over-payment, there’s still something satisfying about getting a nice surprise in April instead of a dire one. Time to plan our August vacation.
7. One of the nice things about being a prolific/obsessive-compulsive writer is that I occasionally find things I wrote years and years ago, and then completely forgot about, so when I stumble upon them, I sort of get to experience what it’s like for other people to read my stuff. Most of the time I wince at these discoveries, since there’s usually a good reason as to why I’ve forgotten these things, but sometimes I find lost texts that really make me happy and pleased with myself. Like this one:
Toothless old Odegaard Ellis
ate porridge and peas for supper
while watching ‘The Wheel of Fortune’
in the kitchen of his old trailer.
When finished, he washed his dishes,
had ice cream, watched re-runs of ‘Dallas.’
(So why is it we’re not as happy
as toothless old Odegaard Ellis?)
8. I’ve been digging around online recently for classic soul videos, many of which originally aired (while I was watching) on Midnight Special or Soul Train, the latter hosted by the great Don Cornelius, who was surprisingly formative in shaping my creative aesthetic, such as it is. Personally, I think our world would be a better place if we all dressed and danced and sang like The Manhattans.
9. Marcia and I are going down to Long Island for a work event tomorrow night. We’ll be staying at a hotel right next to my old stomping grounds at Mitchel Field. Needless to say, I and my camera will be roaming and reminiscing. Stay tuned . . .