Archive for the ‘Pop Cult’ Category

A Whole Lotta Smoke (On The Water)

On June 3rd 2007, in Kansas City, Ks, 1,683 people played “Smoke on the Water” by Deep Purple at the Community American Ballpark for the Guiness World Record:

More here. Thanks Rick!

My Generation

The Zimmers on MySpace. Fabulous. Thanks Duncan!

For Ian And His Next Two Hitchhikers

Aah Joy Division. Right before their big American break-through (fueled by the hitsingle Love Will Tear Us Apart) lead-singer Ian Curtis had to go and commit suicide, thus laying the foundations for New Order whose Blue Monday is forever etched in my mind thanks to my older sister’s New Wave obsession at the time.

In commemoration: 30+ versions of Love Will Tear Us Apart.

(With thanks to Bernard, who seriously needs to set up his own weblog ASAP)

100 Easy Tunes For Guitar

For beginners, like Mr. Knopfler, Mr. Gilmour, Mr. Kilmister – and the others.

Palolo Valley Girls

A great find over at WFMU’s Beware Of The Blog: Da Mokettes & the Incredible Q Band perform Palolo Valley Girls.

Some Hawaiians lead by Will Moku take Frank & Moon Unit Zappa’s Valley Girl and infuse it with some local lingo and slap some local geography on it and ta-da Palolo Valley Girl.

Thanks Trig!

You May Not Know It But…

… today happens to be International Louie Louie Day!
(See also here for a bit of Conceptual Continuity)

Zappa On Dance Fever

Your daily wtf-moment:

Thanks Greg!

Eat Shit Onstage, Anyone?

Rolling Stone Magazine’s 25 Best Rock Rumors Ever. Not included: Kenny G.’s ability to play a perfect high pitch C using nothing but his rectum.

Banned From SNL

… and why am I not surprised that:

Frank Zappa was banned from the show after his hosting stint on October 21, 1978. His distinct sense of humor made him unpopular with the cast and crew. During his performance, he made a habit of reading cue-cards and mugging for the camera, and many cast members (save for John Belushi) deliberately stood far from him during the goodnights.

Via Cynical-C

It All Makes Sense To Me Now

Today’s Crackpot Conspiracy features Britney Spears’ shaven head, a very dead Anna Nicole Smith, Madonna and Janet Jackson’s right nipple. What do they have in common, you ask? Why, they’ve all been brainwashed by the Illuminati, silly!

Humo(u)r Me

English vs American humo(u)r? Turns out it’s not at all that different — or so thinks comedian Simon Pegg:

Americans can fully appreciate irony. They just don’t feel entirely comfortable using it on each other, in case it causes damage. A bit like how we feel about guns.

Regardless: I’m pretty sure 99,99% percent of you won’t get this prime example of Belgian West-Flemish humor… :)

Inside The Hungarian Psyche

Group Hug!

Introducing someone as a ‘friend’ communicates more commitment to the Hungarian than what you probably mean using this word, especially if you come from the American culture. It takes time for someone to call you his friend in Hungary, and if it happens, you are one of the few chosen ones. Americans tend to have a low wall on the outside, and a higher one on the inside. Hungarians have a higher wall on the outside, but once you are in, you are in.

For more, spend some time perusing this indispensible guide to the Inner Hungarian. :)

Rock Groupies Of The 70s

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Where are they now?

Modernism In Music

Bernard sent in this link which I thought was an interesting read: Music is the Healing Force of the Universe:

Why is that modernism in the visual arts has received so more widespread acceptance than modernism in music? Virtually everyone knows who Picasso is, and could probably recognise one of his works if they tried, but mention Schoenberg or Cecil Taylor or Captain Beefheart and you’ll either get a bemused, non-comprehending look or a sigh of disgust.

Sidenote: I think the above title may well be the most high-brow piece of writing ever to have appeared on this weblog.

Captain Midnight

A creepy incident occurred at Chicago’s WGN-TV on 22/11/’87:

The pictures on the station monitors in the studio suddenly began to jitter and twitch. Across Chicago, countless other televisions did the same, as Dan’s clips of the Bears game were lost in a brief flurry of static and replaced with the sinister, grinning visage of Max Headroom.

And that was just the beginning. View the clip here.
Related: The Wyoming Incident.