Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Commentor Memories Number 157 Dust Bunny Queens Misty Mountain Memories



Of the way they were.

When they used to get all dressed up to go to have an ice cream soda.

Remember the good times.

16 comments:

The Dude said...

"Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way." Leo Tolstoy.

ricpic said...

You know something, Sixty, that's one of the few famous quotes that I disagree with. Happiness is expansive and those who are happy are more varied than those who are locked in misery. At least in my experience.

My first fedora came a little later than the boys in the photo. I think I was twelve and of course the cardboardy thing was as uncomfortable on my head as my first scratchy wool suit was around the shoulders, the crotch, everywhere. And a tie! remember the horror of a tie at age 12? Oh well, women have training bras.

The Dude said...

I am not endorsing Leo the commie, just quoting.

How about this one: "For systems belonging to the singular part of the stability boundary a small change of the parameters is more likely to the send the system into the unstable region than into the stable region. This is a manifestation of a general principle stating that all good things (e.g. stability) are more fragile than bad things. It seems that in good situations a number of requirements must hold simultaneously, while to call a situation bad even one failure suffices."

What do I know - every family I have been a part of has failed.

chickelit said...

Misty Mountain Hop

There's a reference to flowers in your hair in there so I guess it's approprose.

chickelit said...

John Bonham did a really cool snare drum roll in that song towards the end. I don't think I ever heard anything like that before or since in rock drumming. Here, I'll even cue it up for you: link

windbag said...

Perhaps my favorite Zeppelin tune.

The Dude said...

Did someone say rolls?

chickelit said...

Of course Buddy Rich was the best drummer ever. He just wasn't part of Led Zeppelin

Dust Bunny Queen said...

Ha.. That picture reminds me of how we went to church as a kid. Here is a family photo that I took before going to church. Guess which one isn't going to church.

All dressed up, wearing hats. Because we are Catholic, we fasted before church so we could take communion. After the services my Mother would take us to the local Crystal Creamery factory, where they had a fabulous ice cream soda bar. We would get big ice cream sundaes or banana splits. I think the ice cream bribery was part of my Mother's master plan to get us to go willingly to church.

chickelit said...

@DBQ: So, your interest in guitar came from your father. Maybe you've written that in the past but I wasn't paying attention. Or was he just holding your guitar while you took the photo before he dove into the pool.

The Dude said...

CL - you are correct.

I read that Ginger Baker was a jazz drummer at heart, and I think that shows in his work.

I have been a fan of good drumming since I was a yute back in the '50s and BR rules. Also liked Gene Krupa - nearly wore that record out.

I would also argue that Keith Moon was better than JB, but such things are probably not quantifiable and that's just my opinion.

Did I ever tell you I saw The Zep in late '68? They were the opening act for The Who. Odd bill that, but there it was.

I have studied under djembefola Mamady Keita - he is the leader of the group in this video. He has a great sense of humor - very sly in French.
Yeah, these guys are good!

I made my own drums - yeah, that was fun, you betcha!

windbag said...

Classic Rich/Krupa clip.

Zep and the Who. I'm officially jealous.

Carl Palmer working a snare. I'm not saying he's as good as the aforementioned drummers, but I think his style is in keeping with Rich and that era. He gets it, while many drummers are just tapping out the tempo.

Dust Bunny Queen said...

@DBQ: So, your interest in guitar came from your father

From my father and the other family members on my dad's side, aunts and uncles. My aunt who grew up in Mexico and went to college in Mexico City, could play a pretty mean flamenco style guitar.

My dad and I took some lessons in flaminco, classical, folk styles as well as old Mississippi style blues from Rolf Kahn in Berkely when I was about 12 or so. My brother wasn't interest at the time being still a bratty 10 year old. I vaguely remember his wife being around, occasionally singing with us but not really participating in the lessons.

Then I took lessons from Jorma Kaukonen (we knew him as Jerry) shortly after in about 63 or 64 when he was an employee at a music store in Santa Clara. He was really nice to a silly young teen girl. Imagine my surprise when I moved to SF in the flower power days and saw him playing with Jefferson Airplane. (Wow...look, my old music teacher ...LOL)

Then there is my brother decided on his own (no one can tell HIM what to do)to decide to play. He didn't need lessons. Taught himself how to play the piano also. He is a natural with perfect pitch. Nice Buddy Holly imitation He still has one of his original guitars. A pretty nice early Fender Stratocaster.

Good memories.

ndspinelli said...

DBQ, How about those Holy Days of Obligation! Just think of the name.."Obligation". How fucked is that. There's one in the Summer that was a killer.

ndspinelli said...

Speaking of "Killer", Jerry Lee Lewis just turned 77. Who the fuck would have thought he would hit double reds.

ricpic said...

So when do we get the report on the party? Enuf of this teasing! And by the way, a Yank loss and Bal'more win tonight would mean a sudden death playoff. Fingers crossed.

Did Jerry say of his latest 14 year old wife, "If she dies she dies?" I'd like to think so.