Ants In Your Plants of 1939

Friday, October 06, 2006

Get behind me, real estate agent!

Now up for sale, Jack White's Detroit home. "Get Behind Me Satan" was recorded in the staircase/foyer.

Go to the history tab and read about the previous owners - I don't think that's a picture of Jack White in his paragraph.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Buying the New Yorker 1986 - page 47

One presumes that once the hotel opened, these two were able to get a room.

Buying the New Yorker 1986 - page 46

The Shakers believe that one should live a simple life and take pride in working hard to create things that are well made and of a plain yet clever design.

Thus they have all but died out.

If you go to the website for Shaker Workshops, you can play with their "Virtual Chair and Tape Weaver" to pick the color of the seat and back weave as the design and wood stain. 'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free. And speaking of free, they no longer charge a buck for a catalog. Unless you're foreign.

The Light Opera Gallery still sells Russian Lacquer Boxes. They're all well and good, but if you go there, be sure to check out the blown glass. Trust me on this one.

The Hilo Steiner lamp store went out of business in 1996. There is a glass lamp filled with shells on the dresser in my bedroom. It might be one of these. There isn't a label on it, so it might not be one of these. Who knows?

Yes, the Tryall Ad was sideways in the magazine, so I'm keeping it sideways. It's a touch more interesting that way. They are really proud of their golf. And their villas are enchanted! This explains the bird carrying a golf club.

Holy Cow! The La Recolte was shut down five months after this ad ran! Read the news here. The restaurant was turned into a hunk of a hotel ballroom and Christian Leveque was shipped up to Toronto. I hope that the residents of Picardie don't take it personal.

Things I find

I found three CDs that had fallen behind a stack of books in my room. My guess is that I bought them and promptly lost track of them. So I put them on as I unpacked boxes and listened to them for perhaps the first time.

The Mooney Suzuki - Electric Sweat (US UK)

There was roughly a month that this group was the next big thing. It's sort of sad that simply by virtue of being a decent New York-style bar band, you become the great hope of the music industry. Two things struck me as I listened to this: First, I think that every time I got a lift from a friend's older brother in grade school, this is what was playing in their Camero. Second, just after the fifth track ended, I thought that it had the sort of ending that would make sense as the end of an album side. A bit later, I had a look at the back of the CD case, I saw that they indeed had the tracks split up into album sides, and I had spotted the change correctly. I can't decide if I think this is stupid or not.

Wilco - Yankee Hotel Foxtrot (US UK)

I feel strangely relieved to have enjoyed this, as I have the strange feeling that if I didn't, I would be chased up a windmill by a pitchfork weilding mob. It wasn't the sort of thing that stays in my mind after it ends, but for something to listen to as you're assembling shelving and unpacking boxes of books, it is a fine choice.

Robbie Williams - Sing When You're Winning (US UK)

Friends don't let friends shop for music drunk.

Seriously though, when his debut album came out in America I was impressed. I thought that about six or eight tracks were really good, a pretty good ratio. Turns out that his American debut was, for all intents and purposes, a "greatest hits" compilation. So the hit/miss ratio was really not as high as it seemed. This album reflects the corrected ratio. A couple of good moments, but not enough to let me reccomend it.