We're listening to radio - "World Cafe" in fact - and they played a Tom Waits song; "Long Way Home." As Tom sang his first words out,
eor chuckled... well, giggled, really.
"Are you laughing at Tom Waits being so very Tom Waits?" I asked.
"Yes, I love him!"
I had just barely restrained the exact same impulse - Tom Waits is like a genre and spoof of himself, all at the same time. :) And he's not someone I have ever felt compelled to list as a favorite, although I've always liked his work when I've encountered it. Eor's take on it is that you can't help but laugh at him in the same way you can't help but laugh (fondly, you understand) at fifteen year old goth girls, with their sweet little depressed faces. "But," (Eor continued) "When you laugh at Tom Waits you also laugh in awe at his ability to distill it all down to its essence, like Bacardi 151 - 'colder than a well-digger's ass'!" (a phrase we heard in a Tom Waits song the other day) "'colder than a well-digger's ass!' It's a great phrase."
The first Tom Waits I ever heard, I think (at least and knew it was him) was that one that goes "Step right up, step right up, only a dollar, step right up. It'll change your life, get rid of your wife, turn you into a little Hindu boy, change your life." I must have been all of fourteen, and I loved it. It was marketing distilled, in my viewpoint. :)
All marketing is basically sideshow barkers, though it might be dressed up a little. Convince people that they need some shit that really they don't. Whipping people up into a frenzy until they shoot each other for the new Playstation 3 or a pair of Nikes. Damn. Fucking fucked up society.
So, anyhow... I sold a bunch of my vinyl albums, today. The majority of them, in fact. The ones I got rid of today are all things I think I can replace on CD.
(Now they're playing Laura Jones version of "Long Way Home." Hm. I always like hearing different versions.)
Anyway, the list of vinyls I got rid of today...
I plan to replace with CDs...
Ladysmith Black Mambazo, "Shaka Zulu"
Led Zeppelin, "In Through The Out Door" (I lost "Physical Graffiti" and (I think it was) "II" with a previous relationship. Also "III", "IV" and "Houses of the Holy", but Eor has them. And I hardly ever want to listen to LZ anymore, anyway.)
Arlo Guthrie, "Alice's Restaurant"
Cream, "Disraeli Gears"
and Eor already has the following ones, so I won't need to replace them...
Fleetwood Mac, "Rumours"
Men At Work, "Business as Usual
Pink Floyd, "The Wall"
I already replaced:
Bob Marley and the Wailers, "Catch a Fire" (because I happened to see it in Bullmoose Music, our lovely local music shop, last weekend.)
I might not bother to replace:
RAS Records "The Real Authentic Sampler"
The Beatles, "Magical Mystery Tour"
Third World, "96 in the Shade"
Eddy Grant, "Killer on the Rampage"
Grateful Dead, "Wake of the Flood"
"", "Anthem of the Sun"
Donovan, "Mellow Yellow"
Uriah Heep, "The Magician's Birthday"
"", "Demons and Wizards"
Ini Kamoze, "Shocking Out"
Tomorrow I plan to ramble about The Wall, but I need to sleep, now.
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"Are you laughing at Tom Waits being so very Tom Waits?" I asked.
"Yes, I love him!"
I had just barely restrained the exact same impulse - Tom Waits is like a genre and spoof of himself, all at the same time. :) And he's not someone I have ever felt compelled to list as a favorite, although I've always liked his work when I've encountered it. Eor's take on it is that you can't help but laugh at him in the same way you can't help but laugh (fondly, you understand) at fifteen year old goth girls, with their sweet little depressed faces. "But," (Eor continued) "When you laugh at Tom Waits you also laugh in awe at his ability to distill it all down to its essence, like Bacardi 151 - 'colder than a well-digger's ass'!" (a phrase we heard in a Tom Waits song the other day) "'colder than a well-digger's ass!' It's a great phrase."
The first Tom Waits I ever heard, I think (at least and knew it was him) was that one that goes "Step right up, step right up, only a dollar, step right up. It'll change your life, get rid of your wife, turn you into a little Hindu boy, change your life." I must have been all of fourteen, and I loved it. It was marketing distilled, in my viewpoint. :)
All marketing is basically sideshow barkers, though it might be dressed up a little. Convince people that they need some shit that really they don't. Whipping people up into a frenzy until they shoot each other for the new Playstation 3 or a pair of Nikes. Damn. Fucking fucked up society.
So, anyhow... I sold a bunch of my vinyl albums, today. The majority of them, in fact. The ones I got rid of today are all things I think I can replace on CD.
(Now they're playing Laura Jones version of "Long Way Home." Hm. I always like hearing different versions.)
Anyway, the list of vinyls I got rid of today...
I plan to replace with CDs...
Ladysmith Black Mambazo, "Shaka Zulu"
Led Zeppelin, "In Through The Out Door" (I lost "Physical Graffiti" and (I think it was) "II" with a previous relationship. Also "III", "IV" and "Houses of the Holy", but Eor has them. And I hardly ever want to listen to LZ anymore, anyway.)
Arlo Guthrie, "Alice's Restaurant"
Cream, "Disraeli Gears"
and Eor already has the following ones, so I won't need to replace them...
Fleetwood Mac, "Rumours"
Men At Work, "Business as Usual
Pink Floyd, "The Wall"
I already replaced:
Bob Marley and the Wailers, "Catch a Fire" (because I happened to see it in Bullmoose Music, our lovely local music shop, last weekend.)
I might not bother to replace:
RAS Records "The Real Authentic Sampler"
The Beatles, "Magical Mystery Tour"
Third World, "96 in the Shade"
Eddy Grant, "Killer on the Rampage"
Grateful Dead, "Wake of the Flood"
"", "Anthem of the Sun"
Donovan, "Mellow Yellow"
Uriah Heep, "The Magician's Birthday"
"", "Demons and Wizards"
Ini Kamoze, "Shocking Out"
Tomorrow I plan to ramble about The Wall, but I need to sleep, now.