Month: August 2021 (Page 2 of 2)

Friday Playlist

“Surrender” – Gold Star
A lot of influences bubbling up in this track. I hear some Springsteen, but as if filtered through others who have used The Boss’ music as a guide over the years. There’s also a stark, story-telling feel that reminds me of some early The War on Drugs stuff. I most definitely dig.

“Day I Did Nothing” – Waves of Dread
Not what I think of when I think of music from Newcastle, but it works. I dedicate this to C. Her first day of high school was yesterday. Instead of classes today, though, they have a long orientation session that begins at 2:15 and wraps up when the 8:00 pm Mass ends. Pretty sure she’s sleeping in and doing nothing until about 1:35.

“Thirstier” – TORRES
A few weeks back I said that “Don’t Go Puttin Wishes in My Head” might be the best thing TORRES has ever done. This, the title track off her latest album, is right up there with it.

“Khala My Friend” – Amanaz
I should have made a note of the number of plays this had on Spotify last Friday at about 6:00, when I listened to it for the first time. Because I guarantee that number was a lot lower than the 11 million plus it has now. Why the surge? It was used over the closing credits of last week’s Ted Lasso episode. It was released in 1975 by the Zambian band Amanaz, and is considered a classic of the Zamrock movement, which combined elements of psychedelic rock and traditional African music. I listened to their entire Africa album, and it is wonderful. Just another tremendous thing to come out of the whole Ted Lasso experience.

“Summertime Girls” – Y&T
It’s always sad when important pieces of art deteriorate over time. Take this video, for example, which we can only view in the present day in this blurry format. A few more decades of aging and it may be lost forever.

Reaching for the Stars, Vol. 60

Chart Week: August 8, 1987
Song: “I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)” – Whitney Houston
Chart Position: #17, 13th week on the chart. Peaked at #1 for two weeks in June and July.

I tend to shy away from songs that hit number one since they will get the Tom Breihan treatment over at Stereogum. I squeezed in “West End Girls” before he got to it, but now that he’s just about done with the ‘80s, he’s covered every song of the Casey Kasem era.

I making an exception for this track simply because of a little blurb that Casey shared on another summer of ’87 countdown.

Casey told a story from Narada Michael Walden, the mega-producer behind this and so many other monster songs of the late ‘80s and ‘90s. Walden mentioned how his success meant he was able to meet some of his musical heroes. Once of those heroes was Prince.

At some point they were in studios next to each other: Narada with Elton John and Aretha Franklin while Prince was working with Morris Day. Prince invited Narada over, they chatted for a bit, and then Prince invited Narada and Day outside to shoot some hoops.

Despite wearing “seven-inch, high heeled boots,” Prince won the game of 21 rather easily.

HOLY SHIT! Remember when folks confirmed that the legendary Chapelle Show Charlie Murphy’s True Hollywood Stories sketch on The Chapelle Show was true? And here we had evidence from way back in 1987!

Olympics Wrap Up

Another Summer Olympic Games have passed. These were…fine, I guess. OK, that’s harsh. They certainly weren’t terrible. But they also do not measure up to other recent games. And the constant reminders of how the Covid pandemic is getting worse rather than better was a huge bummer. I remain worried that over the next few weeks we will see spikes all over the world from athletes and the folks around them gathering in Tokyo. I hope I’m wrong.

Week two was not as interesting for me as week one was. There were some great individual moments. But that swimming week is just more exciting and has more of its excitement contained in a US prime time friendly window.


The highlight of the week, for me, was the excellently nicknamed A Team of April Ross and Alix Klineman winning the gold in the women’s beach volleyball tournament. Their knock-out matches were always, conveniently, in the prime time window, so it was easy to watch them march to the gold.

However, NBC totally botched the gold medal match. I appreciate that beach volleyball is a difficult sport to show live because it has few lengthy breaks to squeeze commercials into. And I know NBC has to sell/show ads. But the marque event of that night was constantly interrupted by ads. It didn’t help that the A Team was demolishing their Australian opponents rather quickly. It felt like somewhere between a quarter and a third of the match was shown in side-by-side coverage with commercials. These matches usually wrap up in under an hour. I don’t know why NBC couldn’t tweak their ad load for the night to ensure there were minimal commercial interruptions.

Speaking of volleyball, I had no idea the US women’s indoor team was so good. In fact, I only heard that they won their first-ever gold medal after the fact. Some of that is on me, as I’m sure NBC mentioned the team in the midst of other events and I just missed those comments. And it seems like they often played in our overnight hours. But we sure weren’t reminded of their run as much as the beach players’ run, or the basketball or soccer teams’ runs.

That made me realize I miss the big, fat Sports Illustrated preview that used to arrive before the games. It was always filled with features of athletes and profiles of the host country and new sports. There were predictions for every event, which always blew my mind a little bit, as I thought one person picked them all. It was great to keep next to you as you watched so you could know what Americans/American teams were expected to be good and when they would compete.

It also be cool if we still had good, daily newspapers that had extensive Olympic coverage with detailed results and schedules of what was to come.

Obviously I’m super old if I can’t keep up with things outside my immediate interests without some kind of physical, old-school media guiding me.

How about Karch Kiraly adding a gold medal as a coach to go with the three golds he earned as a player?


Good on the US women’s soccer team for shaking off their games-long doldrums and defeating Australia 4–3 for the bronze. That very much felt like a last moment of glory for a healthy chunk of that squad. Time for the next class of legends to roll into the roster.


Also props to the men’s and women’s basketball teams. I’m glad the men got over the shock of their meltdown against France in their opener quicker than us watching did. It’s always good to have Kevin Durant on your side. He’s amazing, in a lot of ways.

I watched the first half of the women’s gold medal game and was laughing constantly. The huge Americans were tossing away pretty much every inside shot by Japan, just as I do with L’s shots when we play. Congrats to the Japanese for sticking to their game plan, knocking down a bunch of threes, and staying reasonably close.


I know I’m not the only one who, each night, checks the Instagram accounts of multiple athletes who I just discovered moments earlier, right? It’s a very useful tool to get to know these people better.


I complained last week about NBC using a British announcer for track and field. One evening I watched the USA Network coverage of T&F and they also had a British announcer. This guy was a classic Brit in that he could not pronounce any Spanish language name properly. Seriously, there’s something in the genes of the British that prevents them from ever pronouncing a Spanish word properly.

He mangled several other foreign names horribly, but did not seem to care. I literally laughed out loud when he just skipped over Odile Ahouanwanou’s name, calling her by her first name, or “The athlete from Benin,” each time he referenced her. He wasn’t about to read a pronunciation guide and get tongue-tied on national TV. It was equally offensive and hilarious.

I mean, I get it, that’s a hard-ass name if you aren’t from Benin. But maybe practice it a few times if you know you’re going to cover her and give her the same respect you give her opponents.

Speaking of “the athlete from Benin,” I noticed a lot more African athletes contending for medals than I can ever recall. I would assume this is because training and support systems are getting stronger in those countries. Seemed like a lot of them are coming to the States for college, too. I’ve been complaining about Jamaica for 17 years. Might sub-Saharan Africa be a bigger long-term threat to our sprints dominance than Jamaica?

I was shocked to learn that Dan O’Brien didn’t still hold the world record in the decathlon. To be fair I don’t think I’ve paid attention to the decathlon since 1996.

One of the great images of the games was after the heptathlon and decathlon athletes had run their final races and joined together to walk down the length of the track, waving to the cameras and the few people in the stands. It was cool to see the women hang around to congratulate the men on their successes, and then the two groups exit as one, savoring their final moments in the Olympic stadium.

I assume there was probably some big, world-class-athlete orgy immediately after, right?

Another favorite image from track and field: the robotic truck that returned the hammer, discus, and shot put back to the competitors. That was awesome. I loved seeing it zip around the infield while there was a race on the track.

Another frustrating aspect of track coverage was how NBC would combine live coverage with events that had been recorded over 12 hours earlier. It was generally obvious what was what – the prerecorded material often took place under stadium lights while the live stuff was in the Tokyo morning sun – but still abrupt and awkward. It was weird to watch a live heat in an event, a prerecorded final that I already knew the result of, then another live heat. Oh well, it’s tough to broadcast with a 13-hour time difference.

Big time props to Allyson Felix on an amazing career. Wrapping it up with a gold in a truly staggering 4×400 relay win was a terrific topper. That relay was siiiiiick. Felix was the slowest woman on the American squad by far, and she’s won more track medals than anyone ever! Watching Athing Mu blow out the anchor leg was awe-inspiring. I wonder if Mu or Sydney McGlaughlin will be blog material as long as Felix was?


It was great to see the Geico Tag Team commercial reappear!

On the other hand, I know I wasn’t the only person completely sick of the Toyota ad with the Paralympian who was adopted from Siberia. I swear that was in every single prime time commercial break. And it’s not even new, it has been bumming me out for awhile. Even S looked up from her charting one night and said, “Not this ad again!”


Saturday evening L and I were watching the women’s basketball pregame show, and when the announcer mentioned that the games were coming to an end, she said that made her sad. I kind of laughed at her, because she didn’t watch a ton of the games. She more popped in-and-out the way she does with all sports. But I was glad a little of her dad’s love of the Olympics is in her.


Tweets of the games

I’ve never tried to embed Tweets before. I probably should learn how to do that. We’ll see if this works. Regardless, here are some of my favorite Olympics-related Tweets of the past two weeks.

Million-dollar idea I can’t believe NBC has thought of on their own, unless they’ve thought of it and shot it down for some dumb reason.

This is awesome.

Damn, shit just got real! And a-fucking-men.

Evergreen Summer Olympics Tweet.

Just brilliant analysis from Snoop.

Let’s do it again in six months in, checks notes, China. Fuck. Third-straight games in Asia, in the country where the Covid pandemic started, and during what could be that absolute worst time of the Delta (or whatever the strongest variant at that point is) winter. I’m sure everything will be just fine.

Weekend Notes

Moving a little slow this Monday morning. We had several of S’s high school friends and their families over yesterday and the gathering ran rather late for a Sunday. Then I woke up at about 1:15 with one of those terrible, mid-summer “The AC is running but I’m still too hot to sleep” things that kept me restless for the better part of two hours. Hate those. I blame the beer and barbecue that was in my stomach.

I’ll get the final, extra-stuffed, Olympic Notebook of the year out likely tomorrow.

I’m behind on sharing links, too. We’ll see if I can get to those shortly or just save them for a long list this Friday.

Strange to wakeup, think ahead, and realize in two days I’ll have to add early alarms back to my phone and be getting two of the girls up for school. L gets to go drop her school supplies off and meet her homeroom teacher, who is new to St. P’s, later today, then she begins classes Wednesday. C has freshman schedule walkthrough Wednesday morning, starts classes Thursday, then has no class Friday but instead a seven-hour orientation session that lasts from mid-afternoon into the evening. M starts classes Friday. Weird, I know. CHS started staggering how grades start last year – freshmen and seniors one day, sophomores and juniors the next – and decided to stick with it this year. Thus we ease into the new school year before everyone is locked in a week from today.

RIP to Markie Post. A lot of guys who grew up in the 80s were sad when they heard the news.

Friday Playlist

“Hard On Everyone” – Kathleen Edwards
I hadn’t heard anything from Edwards in several years. Turns out she chucked her music career in 2014 to open a coffee shop in suburban Ottawa, Canada. Maren Morris asked her to cowrite some music two years ago and that recharged Edwards. Somehow I didn’t hear this track until a few weeks ago, despite her Total Freedom album coming out last August. Glad to have her back; this song cooks.

“True Love” – Hovvdy
This is a good song for late summer, with its ringing chords and talks of true love, which is what we all thought summer love was even though we knew it would end the moment we headed back to school.

“Half a Feeling” – Massage
This has an updated Jesus and Mary Chain vibe to it.

“Better Late Than Never” – Wings of Desire
“We’re just getting older, we’re just getting older.” A theme song for me and people my age?

“Maureen” – Murray Charles Paterson, Headland
I mentioned in my July Media post that the Lost Track Atlantic series has a phenomenal soundtrack. Almost all of the songs are on Spotify and I’ve been listening to them often. This is one of my favorites, titled for the van the lads are driving on their trip.

“Summer Teeth” – Wilco
M and C had their wisdom teeth removed yesterday. Good times! So this song is appropriate, I guess?

Instead of a proper video this week, I’ll just point you to Steven Hyden’s list of the top 40 musical performances on TV so far this century. There are some really good entries on his list, along with a few duds that appear because they were such big duds. Browse around, find something you like, and make your own Friday Vid.

The Best Music Performances On TV Since 2000, Ranked

July Media

Movies and Shows

The Night Manager
This was a bit strange, and thus I’m not sure how to properly rate it. Based on a John Le Carré novel, and updated for the modern age, it follows a night manager at an Egyptian hotel – and former British Army officer – as he stumbles into an affair with a woman connected with international arms dealers. She is murdered, he moves on in his career, and eventually runs into the man he believes responsible for the woman’s death. He contacts a British official who tracks arms dealers and is recruited to infiltrate the network. He does, gets deeply involved, and, eventually, earns a measure of revenge. He also has sex with the main bad guy’s girlfriend.

Where I struggle is in how the series was presented. It comes across as very British, taking its sweet time getting to action. This was most notable when nearly two full episodes early on were devoted to sleepily setting things up. When you have just six episodes to tell a story, this seemed like a waste. But perhaps they were just being faithful to the original story. The finale is also structured far differently that I believe it would have been if the series was made in America.

B

One Night in Miami
Oh, I am mad at myself for not watching this sooner, because it was excellent. After winning the heavyweight title, Cassius Clay joins his spiritual advisor Malcolm X in his hotel room; good friends Sam Cooke and Jim Brown join them. Rather than a party, it becomes an evening of discussion.

The four leads – Leslie Odom Jr., Aldis Hodge, Eli Goree, and Kinglsey Ben-Adir – are all outstanding. But Ben-Adir, as Malcolm X, was phenomenal. Which is saying something, since arguably the defining performance of Denzel Washington’s dazzling career was his turn as Malcolm X. I can’t say who was better, but Ben-Adir moved me greatly.

There was also a line, spoken by Clay when he and Cooke sneak out for a drink and are discussing the meaning of power. He says, “Power means a world where it’s safe to be ourselves.” This movie takes place in 1965. It is sad that we’re still trying to get our country, and our world, to a place where everyone feels safe to be themselves.

A

Spotlight
A lighthearted film about the group of investigative reporters from the Boston Globe who broke the story of the Catholic Church’s cover-up of sexual abuse by priests on young parishioners. Yep, super lighthearted. It was really well done, which is tough, because journalism isn’t always the most dramatic of material to base a movie on.

A

Gunpowder Milkshake
Over the last year I have now started and given up on just two movies. Both were Netflix productions with casts filled with established stars. The first was the Will Ferrell-Rachel McAdams vehicle Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga. And now this. I didn’t think you could go wrong with Karen Gillan and Carla Gugino heading a deep cast. But this, which is kind of a send-up of the style of movie I watched in June such as Atomic Blonde, just never works. It can’t commit to being silly. It has weird violence that is neither slapstick nor grotesque. I gave it half an hour then ejected for something else.

Incomplete

Tropic Thunder
That something else was this, which is how you do a satire. It was some funny shit. Robert Downey Jr….how did he not win an Oscar for his performance?

B+

Snowden
I totally forgot this was an Oliver Stone film until the end credits rolled. That explains why it was so mega-paranoid! The whole Edward Snowden affair broke at a moment when I wasn’t following the news very closely. I remember not being sure what to think about him and his actions. That remains true. Is he a hero or a traitor? I think the truth is probably a little of both. Which sums up the age we live in: we want to give the government leeway to protect us, but that freedom will always get pushed beyond its intended boundaries, by administrations we both like and loathe. The cat is probably well out of the bag and there’s really no going back at this point. I did not like how the real Snowden gets pulled in for the film’s final scene.

B+

The Usual Suspects
I was scrolling through Amazon Prime one night, looking for something to watch, and came across this classic. Which I probably haven’t watching in a good 18–19 years. There are some dated elements to it, and the impact is nowhere near what it was at the first viewing. But it still holds up pretty, pretty well.

A-

Ted Lasso, season one
I had to go back and watch the OG before the new season began. So many perfect scenes. So many moments that people have written about over the past year that hit harder the second time. Rebecca and Keeley’s relationship is one of the greatest things ever put on TV. Such a great collection of characters and acting performances. Barbecue sauce.

A+

Ted Lasso, season two, episodes one and two
No complaints about the new season so far. Roy Kent is a fucking treasure.

A

Lost Track Atlantic
Episode One
Episode Two
My old pals Torren Martyn and Ishka Folkwell set off on another epic surf journey, this time through Europe down to Africa. Until a massive storm approaches the African coast and they chuck the European part to experience the incredible waves the storm produced. Some pretty spectacular surfing, some amazing cinematography in general, all built upon an insanely good soundtrack. Looking forward to the rest of the series.

A


Shorts

Junk Cabin: Secretly building my wife a COVID office
I forgot to watch a Beau Miles video in June. Shame on me. In the first of these, he attempts to secretly build an office for his wife on their farmland during the early months of Covid lockdown. The result is kind of amazing.
A Mile with May: Adventuring with my daughter
Awwwww, Beau takes a walk with his daughter around his property.

B+, A-

Rap Fans React to The Cult- She Sells Sanctuary
Not what I expected. I thought this would be one of those videos where Black folks freak out when they hear classic rock songs for the first time. Those are fun, but they often seem a little performance-arty. But this couple are true music fans, and interested in hearing new things. I love the way they honestly and openly take in one of my favorite songs of all time and, by the end, are looking to check out some more music by The Cult.

A

One Breath Around The World
A mesmerizing film featuring world champion free diver Guillaume Néry.

A

Is Apollo 11’s Lunar Module Still In Orbit Around The Moon 52 Years Later?
Science!

A

Talk Watches with Jason Heaton
I’ve become a little addicted to the The Grey Nato podcast, in which Heaton and co-host James Stacey talk about watches, diving, cars, and adventuring. Here, Heaton talks about some of the watches in his collection. I have a few watches and have been toying with adding some more, but I’m looking at cheap watches that look nice. I’d love to have a collection like Heaton’s.

A

Olympics Notebook, Part 2

The first, and best, week of the Olympics is in the books. I say best because the swimming week tends to be better than the track week, which has fewer glamor events. And it also appears the US might suck at track. Puerto Rican medals are technically ours, right?


Saturday night I went back and read some of my Olympic posts from 2004, 2008, 2012, and 2016. They’re pretty good! You should dig through the archives and read them too! A recurring them in most of those entries is how we need to invade Jamaica to stop them embarrassing us in track. Still true.


Speaking of travesties, can we not find an American to do the track play-by-play and analysis?


I was glad Caeleb Dressel lived up to all the hype he entered the games with. That’s a lot of weight for one person to carry, especially when you’re expected to fill the role of Michael Phelps. Good on him for not cracking. He was fun to watch.

It was mega-awkward, though, when NBC brought up the feed of his family after he won the 100 free. There was clearly some glitchy-ness in the feed, Dressel was super-emotional, and there were lots of uncomfortable pauses. It nearly ruined a wonderful moment.

Finally, it’s freaking 2021. How can NBC, Microsoft, and whoever else is responsible not get better connections when they show athletes’ families watching them back home? They always look like terrible, grainy feeds we could have gotten back in 2008.

I did get a little bored with all the features on Dressel NBC kept rolling out. I get how they need to get the viewing public, which does not pay attention to any of the non-NBA athletes between Olympics, invested in these swimmers, gymnasts, runners, etc. But their fluffing of Dressel was a little much.

I believe it was Dan Hicks who called Michael Andrew the Bryson DeChambeau of swimming. I don’t know if he meant that as a compliment or putdown. I was pulling for him since he grew up swimming in a backyard pool in Lawrence, KS. I also felt sorry for him that his parents don’t have enough faith in the way that they raised him to think he couldn’t resist the “temptations” of college, as they put it, and did not allow him to go to Texas or Cal or some other college swimming power.

I haven’t seen them all but the videos of Rowdy Gaines while he broadcasts a close race are awesome. He’s kind of the perfect announcer. He knows his sport intimately and has gold medals of his own. He a little wacky. He’s a huge homer but loves a great performance from non-Americans. He’s just a joy to listen to.

The swimming relays were almost uniformly awesome. So many close finishes. It was weird for the US to be an underdog so often.

On August 31, 2004 I wrote that Australia was my biggest concern for slicing into the American medal numbers. That was kind of a great jinx because while still good, the Aussies have fallen off in swimming a bit since then. Until this year, that is. Their women sure roared back, led by Emma McKeon, who is a badass.


The US-Netherlands women’s soccer game Friday kind of messed up my entire day. The game had just started when I turned the TV on and then I couldn’t move until it was over, with the US winning 4–2 on penalties.

What a game! The Netherlands looked better the entire game, aside from a four minute stretch when they gave up two goals. The US, on the other hand, looked old, slow, and disjointed. They couldn’t string passes together. They couldn’t maintain possession. They made bad turnovers. For all their legendary firepower up front, none of their attacking players could find good looks.

Then Alyssa Naeher saved a Dutch penalty kick deep into the second half and that seemed to give her teammates new life. They were the better team in extra time, having two goals disallowed because of offsides calls. Naeher saved two of the first three Dutch PKs and the US was perfect, going through to the semis. Terrific drama!

I guess all that magic was gone early Monday morning (In the US), as the Americans lost to Canada 1–0. Not sure why a US-Canada semifinal was played at 4:00 AM Eastern time.


NBC has made a lot of strange programming choices. I don’t know if there was a stranger one that how they covered the US-Israel baseball game Friday. I just happened to leave it on as I was doing other things, not really paying attention. The game was recorded earlier, so you would expect some “jumping ahead for time purposes,” right?

So they showed the first two innings, which were scoreless, then went to commercial.

When they came back from the break, instead of starting the third inning, they showed highlights of what happened in the next four innings, including five runs being scored, before picking up action in the 7th inning.

How on earth do you show 30–40 minutes of a 0–0 game and then just throw highlights of all the good shit? Makes no sense.


ROC is dumb. Just call them Russia. That’s where they’re from. Everyone assumes they’re cheaters, it’s not like that is being hidden. We can dispense with the semantical theater.


“You serve too many lollipops, you’re going to get licked.” So says volleyball analyst Kevin Wong. S gave me a look after he said that and asked, “What the fuck is he talking about?”


Speaking of looks, she was getting frustrated by the shots of the male runners in their tight shorts before their heats. “Do we really need to see all their man junk?” NBC must think we do, my dear. I do agree perhaps some padding could be useful so we don’t see quite so many details of these runner’s privates.

Stats

July 2021

* The War on Drugs – 27
* Leon Bridges – 21
* Flowertown – 19
* Van Halen – 18
* Wolf Alice – 18

Complete stats available at my Last.fm page.

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