“Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” George Santayana “But there are no bacteria in Mars, and directly these invaders arrived, directly they drank and fed, our microscopic allies began to work their overthrow. Already when I watched them they were irrevocably doomed, dying and rotting even as they went to and…
Author: MiddleRabbiting
Pointy nosed twat. Sad Greyhound Face. Dying At Sea.
Ill-Advised Rocking Out #1 I Dig Rock ‘n’ Roll Music – Peter, Paul & Mary.
Ill Advised Rocking Out I’m not going to cop out and try to tell anybody that my enjoyment of any of these records I’m going to write about is ironic in some sort of postmodern cocking-a-snook-at-the-squares way because the fact is, I really enjoy crappy attempts by non-Rock ‘n’ Rollers to demonstrate that, even though…
Nacht Yacht Rock #5 $1000 Wedding – Gram Parsons
I’ve already mentioned that I started writing these posts about songs that turned out to not constitute Yacht Rock before I realised what Yacht Rock was and that I didn’t like Yacht Rock – well, hardly any. I thought Yacht Rock just meant MOR Country & Western records. Where I got that idea, I don’t…
Nacht Yacht Rock #4 Lyin’ Eyes – The Eagles.
. 4. The Eagles – Lyin’ Eyes. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0q7kAVk66m4 The records I’ve been writing about all appear on a playlist I’ve made on my phone that I’ve been listening to as I go on my daily walk. I put it together because I realised that I have quite a lot of MOR schlock on it…
Nacht Yacht Rock #3 Ruby (Don’t Take Your Love To Town) – Roger Miller.
Roger Miller – Ruby (Don’t Take Your Love To Town). Tragically, there’s only audio of this record on YouTube – I’ve never seen Roger Miller on film or live so I only have photographs of him. I don’t know how he moved or how he sang and that might be for the best because I…
Nacht Yacht Rock #2 I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues – Elton John.
Elton John – I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues. I remember this when it was first out. I wasn’t buying records by that point and wouldn’t have bought this even if I was, even though I really liked it. I still like it – in fact I think it’s fab, but that…
Nacht Yacht Rock #1 Sylvia’s Mother – Dr Hook & The Medicine Show.
I meant to write about Yacht Rock, I really did. I like the word ‘yacht’ on account of how definite it sounds when anybody says it and I like how it’s spelled. I don’t particularly like yachts themselves but nor do I dislike them especially. I don’t know much – no, I don’t know anything about…
Game Of Moans. Or, I Am The Heel That Defends The (Under)whelm(ed) Of Men. And Women.
I like Game of Thrones. Or, rather, I still like Game of Thrones, as in the present tense. I’m not one of those people who get tattoos of it or who call their children Khaleesi or who go on holiday to the locations it’s filmed at, but I enjoy it nonetheless. To qualify that statement…
Oh Jackie, I Want You Backie. Or, Farewell Scott Walker, The Captain Of The Love Boat.
My earliest memory of celebrity death is Elvis’. I was six and it was the summer holidays. My Dad was usually the one who was at home with me and, while I’d be bodding off and about with the kids who lived near me, I always came home for dinner. His culinary expertise was limited…
How Much Is That Dogma In The Window? Or, Altruism & Why Being Right Might Not Be As Important As You Think.
In one of these post/rants/whatever they are, ramblings, mainly – I wrote about how, when I used to teach Biology, I’d ask kids whether they believed in evolution or creationism and how practically every one of the thousands of kids I’ve been in classrooms with said that they believed in evolution but, when questioned about…
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