Todd Mason
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Saddest part is that Lee isn't too far wrong about Teresa...busy hobnobbing with the Duvaliers in Haiti and the Marcoses in the Phillipines, raising millions theoretically for hospices (but no hospitals) that cost perhaps thousands to run, using the rest to further the most right-wing aspects of the church (let's get some of those libertation theolgists into the bushes!), and, as Sandra Bernhard's joke (mostly! from memory) went: When Teresa died, all she had were her simple cloak, her well-worn sandals, and 800 pairs of Aviator sunglasses...
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Saddest part is that Lee isn't too far wrong about Teresa...busy hobnobbing with the Duvaliers in Haiti and the Marcoses in the Phillipines, raising millions theoretically for hospices (but no hospitals) that cost perhaps thousands to run, using the rest to further the most right-wing aspects of the church (let's get some of those libertation theolgists into the bushes!), and, as Sandra Bernhard's joke (mostly! from memory) went: When Teresa died, all she had were her simple cloak, her well-worn sandals, and 800 pairs of Aviator sunglasses...
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I'm surprised, unless I managed to miss it in all the Phish Phoo above, that no one noted that in King Crimson, Adrian Belew was a guitarist (in the best version of the band, afaic), but not The guitarist...all versions of King Crimson were built around Robert Fripp, or it's just worked out that way...the first recording version of the band, back in '68//69, cursed with some of the worst lyrics ever, while Belew's lyrics for the early '80s KC were pretty damned good (meanwhile, perhaps Belew's biggest solo/soloish hit had a Very unfortunate video featuring his daughter, still a child and dolled up as if for TODDLERS AND TIARAS, surrounded by animated penis-guitars..."Oh, Daddy" indeed).
Fripp also produced/accompanied the Roches, and other very and somewhat interesting things. But he's invariably good.
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I second Foam Corner's resilient, pointed defense of the Bonus Chart theme. And not only was Howard correct, but it sounded pretty good to me as well, so good work, indeed, Dustin.
Howard was right on the point of contention, indeed. He's just wrong about jazz.
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Thanks, Ms. Anderson, I was about to mention. I imagine that confusion doesn't make Odenkirk any happier...meanwhile, it's interesting to see the similar citations (rexograph, mimeograph) for the same sort of weirdly chemical printing process (also rapidograph or Ditto or spirit duplication) that was used up through the '70s in a lot of places that didn't want to buy the (for the time) even more expensive than now photocopiers (and even more likely to break down than today's models). Go back far enough and hektographs (or hectographs) were in vogue, which used a gelatinous mixture to do multiple copies, rather than the less awkward, but still clumsy, duplicator drums and either hand or electric motor cranks of the Ditto/Rapidograph/Rexograph/Banda machines.
The ad was the funniest bit of the show, which is no insult to the show.
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Or, even, pizzeria.
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Imagine my delight...I just bought tickets to Tig Notaro's show at Helium 20 minutes before starting up this WC?, and Helium has yet to acknowledge Micucci as the opening act. (Sorry, Howard...it seems that your show's title encourages intestinal humor no matter how sliced.) So, I hope that's all squared away. Helps make up for the newly-announced Raincoats tour skipping over us from NYC to DC (to play a pizza joint, but what punk band can not play DC) (and what DC pizzaria can get by on just their pizza?).
I think Nellie McKay (no, not Ian nor Alec MacKaye, though surely Ukegazi/Ukebrace is on the horizon) has the intermittently angsty uke role all locked up, though some of the G&O songs do indeed Hint at Darker Things. Albeit charmingly and disarmingly cheerfully. (Uku Threat.) Maybe Zee Avi (aka KokoKaina), she of "Bitter Heart," holds the middle ground.
For the ukulele virtuoso, I think you were thinking of Jake Shimabukuro...fwiw a Japanese rather than Hawaiian surname. But it's been a while since anyone has come to everyday-reference (at least in the contiguous 48) ukulele-playing in the manner of Tiny Tim or Arthur Godfrey. Israel Kamakawiwo'ole or some years back Moe Keale might occur to some Mainlanders. (Young people like Ms. Micucci be messing up the old college-rockers/pop-punks, Michael...the bearded old [enough] folks are counting the ukulele players.)
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Hoover followed Coolidge. And I'll stop for now.
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Taft, who did a little better in 1912 than the Socialist Party candidate, the labor-movement hero Eugene V. Debs, but not much better (about 3 million GOP votes, a little less than a million SP votes), ended up on the Supreme Court. And, of course, Coolidge and not his campaign was one of the string of unimpressive Republican presidents in the years between Lincoln and...well, since Lincoln (and Lincoln definitely had some overly pragmatic downsides, such as, obviously, abolishing slavery initially only in the states that had succeeded from the US already--the wartime suspension of important rights being another...a hardy tradition).
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Calvin Coolidge's campaign actually did use "Keep Cool with Coolidge" as a campaign slogan...and was one of a string of unimpressive Republican presidents (after the obese one, William Howard Taft, who came in third behind Woodrow Wilson and Theodore Roosevelt running as the Progressive Party candidate in his re-election campaign in 1912, and another go-to lousy, scandal-ridden president, Warren Harding). If Obama had ever been a progressive, and had even lived up to his one progressive pledge that differentiated him in policy statement from Rodham Clinton, ending the wars, I suspect more progressives would be happier with him as anything but an improvement over the last lousy, scandal-ridden Republican president...
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Odd how no one seems to have read MR. POPPER'S PENGUINS, the novel, as a kid. (Well, I never read it, either, somehow, but I knew it was around.) I hope no one' s pretending that we didn't know what the Thing was in SUPER 8.
I'm just surprised that the Katy Perry parody song actually sounded catchy. Young millionaires be hatin'.
As always, a good show, folks. Thanks.
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Maybe a little less vaguely hostile-sounding interruption might help...every moment doesn't need to be a joke, if you're going to discuss something, particularly if you need to fill in some background.
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Indc: Fair cop...though all countries are created, much less named, via some sort of dictatorship. Renaming at one's own whim is just being, shall we put it, demonstrative. Thailand is another example that is problematic, as there are others ethnicities aside from Thais traditionally residing in what once was commonly referred to as Siam, at least in Anglophone circles...but all is matters of degree.
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Utterly charming episode, as usual, only moreso. I will have to drop some change on this series, at least...though to eventually never hear the Airplane Song again on BANG BANG seems poignant, somehow. All sympathies with Howard in the lingering Mann-crush...and here's the fact-check of the episode...Myanmar is what the current dictators want us to call Burma...the Kampuchea of that country. Thanks, folks, for one of the most consistently, again, charming as well as funny of podcasts.
Episode 55 — Crack and Hookers
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All this giving Howard the Business for his improvisational pronunciation, but you folks were too polite to jump on Jonah Ray for his "gregarian" monks...they're kind of gregarious, after all, while doing their Gregorian chants. And doesn't young Evancho pronounce her name "evanko" rather than "evantcho" a la Margaret or John Cho? (I'll believe it's -Cho, but frankly I've been missing some pledge specials. and definitely avoid AMERICA"S GOT TALENT as enthusiastically as I avoid GLEE or tv talk or other "talent" shows hosted by people who are their own biggest fans by far)...Bette Midler would be an example of someone from Hawaii who's had some comedic success, among other sorts (and she's really from Oahu...). I, too, went to high school across the street from Sacred Heart Academy, only since I'm more Kremer-aged, I was probably riding the same city buses with Tia Carrere, might well've seen her looking adorable in the skirts and white shirts they required at Sacred Heart (since I'm pretty much Carrere-aged, too)...I was going to the shortlived punk-rock-oriented club 3-D at about the same time as Kulap-aged JR was learning how to walk.