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In the Mood

In Autumn, Big Band, Fall, Glenn Miller Orchestra, Groovy, Love, Music, WDIZ!, Weather, Whimsy on October 1, 2012 at 8:58 pm

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Cool. Cool. Cool.

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Whoa! Local weather forecast is for a high 5°C/41°F tomorrow! Time to get the poor-boy caps and the boots on! Yay! Maybe even a wee bit of fleeting snow on Wednesday?!

Here’s an all-time of all Time and Space. This tune has always been a favourite. Can’t remember it ever not.

The first really crisp weather of the season always puts me In the Mood for Glenn Miller and his orchestra, cats and kittens. Always. Autumn is such a groovy, jazzy Time of year, hey? Won’t be long now, boy, until the snow flies and sticks around for awhile.

One of THE best tunes EVER written. Just ever! As fab-u-lous today as the day it was released on 78 in ’39, baby. Here’s the marvellously mysterious Mr. Miller with In the Mood. Bah bah…

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Do You Wanna Dance?

In Cats, Comic Relief, Music, Nifty, People, Photography, Rock, Silly, The Ramones, Whimsy on October 1, 2012 at 8:57 pm

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Kitties gettin’ down and gettin’ funky

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I do not know if this is shopped.

But I do not know quite a lot.

Quite frankly, I just do not care.

It makes me laugh from here to there.

Hey?! Do You Wanna Dance, cats?

Drop the Puck!

In Hockey, Hockey Poetry, Love, NHL, Poetry, Silly, Ugh, Very Bad Poetry, Whimsy, Winter on September 21, 2012 at 10:29 pm

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I say, c’mon, already!

What the fuck?

Chop chop!

Let’s drop the puck!

 

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Could we just drop the puck already?

Related links: • CBS SportsThe Washington PostThe Province

Gilded Oceans

In Autumn, Love, More Wheat!, Poetry, Prairie, Very Bad Poetry, Wheat, Wheat! Wheat! Wheat!, Wheat-head, Whimsy on September 20, 2012 at 9:22 pm

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Gilded waves heave and sigh

On winds that breathe

Since the beginning

Of Time

As far as I can see

Oceans of it dance,

Romance with me

I wade in and swim

Straight into its heart

Gold envelops my soul

Like so much art

Its untold beards

Tickle my skin

Oh, my goodness

Where to begin

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Heart of Gold

In Art, Autumn, Canadian, Love, More Wheat!, Music, Neil Young, Nifty, Prairie, WDIZ!, Wheat, Wheat! Wheat! Wheat!, Wheat-head, Whimsy on September 20, 2012 at 9:10 pm

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“Reason clears and plants the wilderness of the imagination to harvest the wheat of art.”

~ Austin O’Malley

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The Autumnal Equinox is fast upon us. A most excellent occasion. A dreamy Time of harvest and moons and amber waves of grain… of some great tunes…

I call myself a “wheat-head” I Love the stuff so. I mean, it is some kind of gilded beautiful, hey? I can’t adequately impress upon you how spectacular I think fields of wheat and the prairie are. I just can’t. Words won’t suffice, baby.

It’s symbolic of such a great deal of what I feel is intrinsically important to existence: heart, art, the prairie, farmers (the backbone of society, for food is life), literal and figurative seeds, the myths of Demeter and Ceres… the Autumnal Equinox

It signals a Time for winding down, giving thanks, preparing for Halloween and the big sleep of winter.

Not much makes me feel more autumn, more Canadian, more prairie, more “wheat-head” than this man and this tune. This is a very sweet, intimate performance by a very, very young Neil appearing on the BBC.

From Harvest, the best selling album of 1972 in the United States (Who knew?!), here’s Heart of Gold…

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Holy Maple Syrup, Batman!

In Canada, Comic Relief, Life, Maple Syrup, Québec, Silly, True Story, Uncategorized, Weird, Whimsy on August 31, 2012 at 7:28 pm

You heard it here first, cats and kittens. The Vermont Maple Syrup Mafia is suspected in an audacious heist that has hit rival Québec ‘familia’ right where it hurts, I’ll tell ya. In a gutsy midnight blitz Vermonti commandos made off with an estimated $30 million CDN worth of Maple syrup! That’s 15,000 oil drums of the sweet stuff, kids. A very sticky situation, indeed.

Uh, yeah. No kidding. This is just hilarious!

So, hey? Does anyone know where I could unload a little surplus Maple syrup that I — just coincidentally — happen to be in possession of? 😉 lol

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15,000 oil drums one drip at a Time

The Dream

In Dreams, Groovy, Joni Mitchell, Life, Magic, Music, Nazareth, Poetry, Rock, Very Bad Poetry, Whimsy on August 17, 2012 at 4:42 pm

Surrounded by death,

Agony, despair

Ineffective apothecaries

Only

Procuring dark side-effects

A Prisoner in my body

Full-blown mutiny

How could I do this

To me

Sleep ever elusive

Unobtainable dreams

Seeming eternity

Wait

I see

The Land of Nod

On the horizon

Beckoning me

Finally

Slide through the ether

Sigh

Find myself there

Technicolour dream

I’ve been jonesing for you

Yeah, you

Open Sesame

But, more bucolic, serene

The grass was emerald

The wide, open sky

Azure

Wisps here and there

The perfect temperature

Starlight, star bright

Gasp

Permeates the air

From where

I cannot say

It doesn’t matter

It feels real

That’s all I know

All I care to say

I begin to skip

Dance

Spinning joy

Through Green

Rolling tenderly

Reach up

Touch the Blue

Forget hurt

Think of you

What is pain

Sigh

Free

At last

And then…

I’m back

Again

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Dreaming is one of the grooviest, coolest things in life. It’s like Time Travel, or something? An out of body experience? It’s a spontaneous, wonderful place to visit. I quite like it.

Always ❤ed the song. Now? It’s my dream, baby.

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Related Links:
The Song
Joni Mitchell

In Art, Hold It Now, Whimsy on July 30, 2012 at 1:56 pm

This is a wonderful blog! Check it out, cats and kittens. Behold ‘Hold It Now’…

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Art can feel like a very serious affair sometimes. We have built austere institutions in every major city to exalt its importance. Billions of dollars are spent annually trying to acquire its cultural cache. Art represents taste, prestige and social class. So, if an art object can symbolize status in society, what does a multimillion dollar inflatable rabbit cast in stainless steel say about society?

The bunny in question would be Jeff KoonsRabbit from 1986. Art historians and critics have argued about the validity of Koons’ work since its inception. It has been dismissed as sensationalist kitsch or praised as postmodern pop that holds a mirror up to society’s guilty pleasures and vacuous need for consumption. However you view the importance of it in the canon of western art, there is a certain pleasure of seeing yourself reflected on the highly polished surface of a multimillion dollar inflatable…

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