Lucky Phil Posted January 6 Posted January 6 (edited) 13 hours ago, Bill Hagan said: In my continuing quest to find something a bit different for my Moto Grappa concert series, I just ran across something that should get me through the looming winter storm. Quite frankly, I had no idea such existed, but have so far withstood the temptation to listen to more than the first few seconds. After all, the best of life is all about delayed gratification. I remain as always, gentlemen, your most humble -- indeed, obsequious -- faithful, obedient servant and unfeigned friend, etc., Bill I've been trying to educate my kids to this very concept Bill, "deferred gratification". Sacrifice now for a better tomorrow. So while we sit at the barbeque my son complains about the difficulty of getting a deposit together for his first house and the rank unfairness of it all these days I'm looking at his 20 grand (and counting) worth of tattoos, omega watch and 8 grand guitar. A Private school education doesn't make you smart that's for sure. Sorry, thread drift. You last line struck a chord. Phil Edited January 6 by Lucky Phil 3 1
docc Posted January 6 Posted January 6 What with marching lasses sporting squeeze-boxes and the dismay of modern life, something to assuage the discomforts and align the misaligned . . . 4
Bill Hagan Posted January 6 Posted January 6 1 hour ago, Lucky Phil said: I've been trying to educate my kids to this very concept Bill, "deferred gratification". Sacrifice now for a better tomorrow. So while we sit at the barbeque my son complains about the difficulty of getting a deposit together for his first house and the rank unfairness of it all these days I'm looking at his 20 grand (and counting) worth of tattoos, omega watch and 8 grand guitar. A Private school education doesn't make you smart that's for sure. Sorry, thread drift. You last line struck a chord. Phil Did not intend for you to have to recall that, but as a father and grandfather, I assure you that I know EXACTLY what you mean. Sigh. Bill 1
Bill Hagan Posted January 8 Posted January 8 12 hours ago, Kevin_T said: Chalk it up to progress . The mention of “Paradise” is interesting for its timing. Over on ADV Rider forum, there is an entertaining and informative thread called "Pillion Viewpoint (PVP).” https://advrider.com/f/threads/pillion-viewpoint-pvp.1525703/ The “host,” a lady from West Virginia, posts great photos of the things we “pilots” only see, if at all, briefly as we are so darn focused on the literal way ahead without dying. Her narratives are also engaging. Her “groupies” (I am one) have been encouraging her to collect and publish in, e.g., a “coffee table book,” the best of her posts. Great stuff. Her husband, Wally — PVP calls him “Rider” — is a fine fellow. He is often mentioned, and occasionally seen, but don’t think he ever posts in PVP’s thread. Rider is quite a wrench, too, and has many solo and two-up miles on his beemer and his new KTM. Anyway, PVP — a retired lawyer — has an architectural bent, and her pix often include interesting buildings. Her interest in houses of all sorts led recently to this comment, "All this architectural inventiveness, fading away, and replaced by the ticky-tacky," and 60’s or so protest songs, including, e.g., https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Boxes. Go to her thread if you care to see all of the interesting chatter, but I responded to the "ticky-tacky" post, including mention of "Paradise." "I understand the Little Boxes, ticky-tacky houses, and the like, and enthusiastically sang (badly) those along with my friends. That said, and I did not recognize it at the time, there is, IMO, an unmistakable whiff of elitism in that and other "suburban protest ballads." Those little boxes were the literal dreams-come-true of so many whose lives, when young, had been scarred by the Depression and then disrupted -- if they survived -- by WWII. Those folks were now raising families in those ticky-tacky homes we condemned in our songs. As a boomer, vintage '47, I lived a care-free teenage life that made it easy to complain about the wrongs of my parents' generation, most of whom were struggling and still sacrificing for their children. As one of those kids, I lived in a tract home in Daviess County, Kentucky, in the 1960's, and dated a sweet lass from Central City in Muhlenberg County, so my favorite song at the time was, of course ... Recognition of my own frailties as a young person helps me overlook and forgive the teens and young adults of today. Now ... get off my lawn, PVP, and take and post some more pix!” Whatever the socio-economic and political value then and now, it’s a great song. Bill 4
audiomick Posted January 8 Posted January 8 6 hours ago, Bill Hagan said: ...I understand the Little Boxes, ticky-tacky houses, and the like... ...an unmistakable whiff of elitism in that and other "suburban protest ballads." Those little boxes were the literal dreams-come-true of so many ... I never thought of it like that, but yes, you are dead right. 3
footgoose Posted January 9 Posted January 9 10 hours ago, Bill Hagan said: The mention of “Paradise” is interesting for its timing. lovely post Bill. all of it. 2
docc Posted yesterday at 03:26 AM Posted yesterday at 03:26 AM Looking for some bass riffs for a Dylan song, I stumbled across this never-aired concert filmed at the Bellevue Biltmore Starlight Ballroom, April 1976, in Clearwater, Florida, where I graduated high school a couple months later. The link opens with the Joan Baez performance at 16:54, hauntingly beautiful. What was billed as the largest wooden hotel in the country is gone now. So amazed this video exists. 1
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