Outer Galaxy Lounge MP3 music blog online

February 20, 2007

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Outer Galaxy Lounge is a new blog I’ve started devoted to MP3s of EZ, retro, Brazilian, jazz, blues, old R&B, soul, miscellaneous oddities, my own mix comps and more. Now that I finally have one of my old turntables back in order again and a decent laptop hooked-in setup I’m ready to convert some of my old 45s from the 70s (and some of my Mom’s and Dad’s from the ’50s) into digital format. Also coming will be some LPs and sets that have never been issued on CD. I’m looking for this to help give me the incentive to undertake a long-overdue project of converting the massive 28-set (40 tracks per set) LP series “Giants of Jazz” issued by Time-Life in the late ’70s and early ’80s. It is one of the best sounding, best compiled retro sets ever released in any format.

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It sure will be nice to finally have CDs and MP3s of those. Until now all that great stuff was inaccessible or only partially available in inferior CD compilations from other source materials. More on that as I progress. For now, I get the Lounge off to a modest start with an oddity: a 33 1/3 recording by the faux band “The Sugar Bears” that I cut off the back of a circa 1971 Post Super Sugar Crisp cereal box back in my youth. The record, made of thin cardboard with a coating of some vinyl/plastic material, is in surprisingly good shape and sounds fairly good considering. Check it out at Outer Galaxy Lounge.
-Evan

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War No More

February 16, 2007

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[I posted this in early 2007 in the hopes that our derelict Congress would finally do its job of checking and balancing, but a year and a half after the great Democratic sweep they having proven so wimpy and impotent that they’ve managed the amazing feat of garnering themselves even lower approval ratings than Bush himself. I repost this article in memory of my former optimism. -EG]

“The time has passed for accepting this administration’s assurances at face value. The human cost of its repeated assurances is too great.”
(-Rep. Rahm Emanuel, D-Ill.)

Scratching their underarms, stretching and yawning, and batting their sleep-laden eyelids, our hibernating legislators are emerging from their caves to behold with a double-take the wrecked landscape—the result of six years of blissful somnolent denial, of handing the unchecked reins of government to a cultic, fanatical cabal then turning over to snore and get another 400 winks.

Yes, finally, maybe, the Congressional Iraq War debate is a sign that our absentee representatives have checked the alarm clock, seen that the time is way past for them to get up, brush their teeth and hair, dress the part and then hurry up and race to work to get busy and do their jobs, part of which is to check and challenge and, yes, even deny and disallow the extreme inclinations that obsess and self-delude the out-of-touch royals holed up in their fantasy palace of Versailles.

The sacrifice of those delusions is never borne by their well-heeled, secluded, blanket-wrapped originators; only by those easily persuaded or in denial themselves. Now that in our vengeful fury tens of thousands more have died and been injured than in the 9/11 attacks—very few of whom were actual terrorists and none of whom were the original 9/11 terrorists and most of whom have been our soldiers, innocent civilians and people who have since converted to insurgency as the result of our occupation—it is finally time to say enough is enough.

Saddam is dead. The weapons of mass destruction are elsewhere. They are wherever the old Soviet stockpiles are ending up, not in Iraq. Mission Accomplished. We’ve stirred the hornet’s nest; we whipped up this civil war. The glue that kept tribalism at bay, however heinous, is dissolved. We’re traipsing around lumpenly, fighting the wrong enemy in the wrong place, and leaving a mess—one that won’t be cleaned up or cleared up or organized any better or any more efficiently than the derelict and mishandled response to Hurricane Katrina. There are those who say we have to stay and finish what we started. At least they have one thing right, we started it. Neither Osama nor his minions were in Iraq, now they are. The Project for a New American Century couches its realpolitik in grand words, just like Bush. The subtext of the Project’s idealism becomes clear in action: to wage perpetual war. With living wage jobs shipping offshore, war keeps the remaining American business interests fat. It’s quite elegant in a way, send a taxpayer-funded war machine into a country, destroy it, then send more taxpayer dollars into the coffers of the privatized profiteers to “rebuild.” But when is the rebuilding done? When does the broken iraq_war_money.jpgseive that is this gravytrain end? It’s kind circular in a way. My American dollar goes from my wallet into the wallets of Cheney’s pals, ensuring the widening income gap and prepping us all to accept the lower New World Order wagescales. Iraq is the place—appropriately enough, the front—where this money exchange takes place. Like a Mafia money laundering scheme, more money goes in than seems to come out. It has been well known for several years (if you’ve paid any attention to the rightly skeptical alternative media) that $9-plus billion of your taxes have disappeared, unaccounted for, into the nebulous morass that comes with shady bribes and payoffs, no-bid contracts and unaudited overcharges. Only now is some of this actually being addressed.

So congratulations Congress. You’ve finally taken some wobbling, timid steps up to the plate. So hit a good one and bring all the runners in, and bring our young men and women home.

-Evan


Fucking Retarded Drivers

February 15, 2007

 

intersection-in-prog-3zbb.gifNot one but two incompetent drivers endangered my life this morning by pulling sudden, illegal maneuvers as I biked south on the painted cycling path down Louisville’s Third St. on my way to work. My Road Hogs page tells the nearly-gory details (offline at present while  blog renovation is under way). In the first incident, a driver on my left pulled around and in front of me to make a right hand turn, cutting me off as I headed into an intersection.

In the second case, illustrated here at left, the stupid broad in the auto (on a goddamned cell phone, of course) actually momentarily braked at the stop sign as shcell-driving.jpge was supposed to in order to await passing perpendicular traffic (me—with the right of way—as represented in the little biker icon tooling up the bike path). She pulled out slowly into Third Street and stopped a little more, presumably waiting for me to pass. Then, unable to stand the idea of waiting one more second for me, she suddenly darts out right as I reach the intersection. I had to swerve hard left into the next lane to miss her. Needless to say, if another car had been to my left (like the other guy this morning), I would have been toast. What is it with you inconsiderate assholes?

Thblind-willie-crumb.jpgus, I dedicate today’s Rapidshare-linked tunes to you idiots of the infernal machine. The first is Blind Willie McTell’s 1930 recording of “Broke Down Engine Blues.” I hope that all you reckless road menaces—like our poor ole bluesman—find yourselves wailing and moaning that you “ain’t got no driving wheel” anymore. Also, django-colorized.jpgappropo our artist’s sightlessness is the blindspot that auto jockeys have for cyclists. The next tune, “You’re Driving Me Crazy,” comes from the primetime 1937 period of the great Django Reinhardt and the Quintet of the Hot Club of France. It’s a bouncy tune, perfect background for nailing hapless pedestrians, bikers and law-abiding motorists.

-Evan


Mega MP3 Site List in progress

February 13, 2007

(A lot people seem to be accessing this posting—which is out of date—so here’s the shortcut link to the Mega Super Mammoth MP3 Blog Sites List. It is always “in progress” but is now up and usable. The rest of the posting that follows is out of date, FYI).

For those of you who like to hear and collect all the wonderful musical gems that have come to life thanks to the Internet and especially the blogosphere therein (and no thanks to the tight-fisted, message- controlling, homogenous, tastekilling, mass-market music industry), I am providing my master list of music blogs. Because I refer to these a lot, I decided to scour a number of other large lists on bloggers’ sites (including the ultimate and great one on the Nau Pyrata blog) and refine the lists to match my musical tastes which run a wide gamut (see my Stuff I Like & Not page). The advantage of this listing is that I’ve given a very brief, quick-view one-line nutshell of the type of music(s) offered at said blogsites in addition to pithy comments on how often they are updated. This is important because some sites are prolific and need constant monitoring while others post less frequently and can be surfed once a month or less. It’s easy to fall behind on some of the more prolific sites, or lose out on stuff that expires or gets deleted. (NOTE: I have found a number of “dead” blogs on the Nau Pyrata site that I have weeded out, no doubt some others posted here ill die similarly. In some cases I deleted a few sites devoted to stuff like rap that I have no interest in).

REMEMBER: This is a work in progress, I still have to insert bold headings for the blog titles and place URL links on all of them; that’s going to take a few more days.

-Evan