A reminder to one and all that it was one year ago today that we at KUR said a final goodbye to one of our regular contributors, a man who gave us some rare insights into the early years of the Mothers. I am, of course, referring to the late lamented David Walley.
He was a good friend to all of those fortunate enough to get to know him. I always remember, a few years back when he was invited to become a member of those reprobates over at The Big Note, he kept saying how honoured he was to be invited, and that he wondered whether he would be able to contribute anything useful to the discussions! I had to reassure him that the honour was entirely ours and that I was quite sure that his posts would find an interested audience, but it took a while to convince him.
He was a thinker; he had his opinions, and enjoyed expressing them , but in my experience he was always willing to listen to others’ viewpoints, always willing to offer encouragement and support. He was that kind of guy, and he is sorely missed.
So why the hiatus, you ask. Well it wasn’t a trip to HawaÃ¯, nor was it a relaxing ten days of soaking up the sun in my back yard. It was in fact something entirely different. It’s been a rough ride — but we’ll be back in the loop soon. It’ll take some time, as I’m sure you’ll understand.
In the mean time: how ’bout that Gail, huh? Oh and hey, BÃ¡lint, my dear friend: thanks for keeping this place alive while we were off.
I’m going to take a little break from this blog. No worries though: regular posting should resume in the not so distant future. In the meantime have a look at our future prime-minister Yves Leterme, as he sings what he thinks is the Belgian national anthem. Ouch…
Six years ago, I started this blog with the following immortal words:
Is this phase one of: weâ€™re only in it for the blogging?
Well: we’re still around, and the main reason for that is you, dear reader. Your involvement and comments are what keeps us going. Here’s to another six!
My anecdote 002 for today: been to the hospital for a few days because of a minor problem, and just to spend the time I’ve brought Slaven’s FZ biography with me. While reading the book, a middle-aged doctor (a lady) comes in to check the patients, and looking at me she says:
“What is that book you’re reading? ZAPPA?!? Geee! I SIMPLY ADORE HIM!”
Hm, it seems you’ll never know where you will meet another FZ fan. :-) Since then Everything Is Healing Nicely.
Last.fm now allows for the making and off-site inclusion of playlist “widgets”. Let’s see how that works out! Here are my Recently Played Tracks (my iTunes is currently on Party Shuffle mode by the way):
Now then: I’ve shown you mine — care to show me your widget? :D
I say this just in case you hadn’t noticed the subtly mod-o-fied banner up top — so give her your best wishes why don’t you! :)
Please stop putting out records and attempt to acquire a sense of humour. Graphic designers around the world will mourn, I know — but the world will be a better place. Thanks! Bunch of wankers. Why I oughta…
Raggedy Rabbi! Where there is existential doubt, Raggedy Rabbi comes to the rescue. Ain’t nothing like a Holy Book to solve your trouble!
— The Pitch That Was Naught…
My experience with Last.fm has been quite pleasant so far, save the occasional time-out. New friends, new neighbours. And look! Having now played some 765 tracks, my Taste-O-Meter finally tells me that Dr Sharleena and I really do have a lot in common! Proof:
The Dot — oh yeah. These guys are so underground, you have no idea.
Have you noticed this brand new blog called The Central Scrutinizer? It has a fine interview with Mike Keneally (among other things), who’s Zappa-esque musical taste seems to be really close to Barry’s:
Any opportunity to play Cruisin’ for Burgers was a peak moment. That song was pure ecstasy for me.
For my birthday, Peter of Uni-Muta gave me (among other things!) Ike Willis‘ album “Dirty Pictures” which has been on heavy rotation as of late at Barry Towers. But an even cooler surprise unfolded when I had a look at the CD’s booklet — behold:
Weeee! Thanks again, Peter! :)
Well hi there! I’ve been out of the loop a couple of days as you may have noticed. Finally brought the iMac to an Apple reseller for repair and got it back with a shiny, new, empty hard disk. No data recovered. At all. As we speak, Dr Sharleena is mumbling all sorts of intricate Spanish expletives at the thing which would truly make for a wonderful Friday Boot. So while I try to convince her of the fact that with the new hard disk, the iMac has been given a new soul and can therefor be trusted again, here’s some tidbits from the inbox:
Off to buy my second external backup hard disk in two weeks now! :)
Update: In a moving group-hug session, Dr Sharleena has forgiven the iMac for its wrongdoings.
Remember my sneaking suspicion? Well I was right! Except, the party lasted the entire weekend and the company surpassed my wildest guesses. In order of appearance:
The food was quite simply delicious, and more Chimay’s, Leffe’s and Grimbergens were guzzled down than I’ve ever seen. But the best part: all you guys ‘n girls who were ready willing and able to (re)arrange your schedules for a weekend at Barry Towers. You’re the best!
Lastly: a huuuuuuge thank you to Dr Sharleena who had been secretly planning this as early as way back in August! Absolute genius!!!
Pictures? Yes! Now then… aspirin…