Monday, December 30, 2024

Whoa, Black Betty

What is it with these 'black-something' bands? I just realized how many I listen to. It's like a trend or something. 

The Black Angels
The Black Crowes
Black Flag
The Black Keys
Black Moth Super Rainbow
Black Mountain
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club 
Black Sabbath
Blackfoot

And my friend Matt just turned me on to a really awesome Canadian outfit called Black Pistol Fire (which is what got me thinking about this in the first place).

Meanwhile, for the opposite side, I can only think of The White Stripes and Whitesnake offhand. 

Saturday, December 28, 2024

I'm Working On The Railroad, I Dig Away The Time

Man, I forgot about this. The following pictures are of a Lionel train layout that I built in my room in high school. I set this up a couple years at Christmas, and it was kind of an engineering feat as it was only about 4' by 6', but got a decent run in by having much of the track run under my bed at the time. 

Looking back, I managed to cram a decent amount into this little layout. The town, some operating accessories, two separate loops of track and two sidings; I think I did alright.

The unfortunate part is that these are the only pictures of it I managed to save. Somewhere there's some video and supposedly some pictures my grandfather took but I have no idea where to find that. 

Speaking of which, my grandfather was actually pretty impressed by how I designed the thing. It was built with extensions on either side that folded up on hinges to make it easy to put away. 


There's also no going back and setting it up, either. My room is no more; my mom converted it to a craft workshop sometime after I moved into my grandparents' place. And I've been setting up the big layout my grandfather and I used to when I was a kid. I think I featured that in at least one post here on the blorg. 

Friday, December 27, 2024

I Saw The Lizard On The Red Brick Wall

I haven't been to a concert in a while. 

Pixburgh prahd punks n'at.
The Gotobeds

That's fixed now. The last two shows I've seen have been Black Mountain and Graveyard at Mr. Smalls; and (yeah, this is a thing) 'Mac Sabbath', a McDonald's-themed Black Sabbath cover band. Both were last year - the only shows I went to all last year. But as soon as I found out GBV was gonna return to Pittsburgh this April, I had to go. 

GBV! GBV! GBV!
Guided By Voices

Better yet, I managed to talk a friend into going with me for the first time. When I saw the 'original' lineup at Mr. Smalls on the tour for Cool Planet, nobody was free; and when they came to Spirit in Lawrenceville a few years later, I didn't really press anyone on coming because it didn't seem enough people were interested. The hurdle this time was that the show was scheduled on my sister's birthday. That was awkward, but me and the folks made it work. 

And I am so glad it did work out, because the show was a blast. Better yet, the opening act was a Pittsburgh punk rock band that I'd been wanting to see called The Gotobeds. They were pretty damn wild, and the lead guitarist managed to trip, fall, and snap the headstock off his guitar. But they still sounded good. I'm less familiar with their second and third albums, but everything I've heard off them I've liked. 

Tuesday, March 12, 2024

Because All The Other Fish Fear You

Went to see the Titanic artifact exhibit at the Carnegie Science Center on Sunday, which was really impressive. Was eyeing a pair of binoculars (heh) in the gift shop but balked at the price. 

But probably the most interesting thing I found at the CSC was this:

Item number 8 from the USS Requin, the preserved WWII submarine that resides there. It's a telegraph key for the radio. Open the full size image and closely read the description. 

Not everyone reading this may know about the regulations enforced during WWII that curtailed the production of most civilian goods during the war - no new cars, hardly any new tires for the ones still on the road, rationing of all manner of food to supply soldiers' rations, the list goes on. Instead, these companies were required to start making various types of equipment for the war. Firearms enthusiasts are familiar with decidedly non-firearm manufacturers making small arms, like Singer, which made sewing machines in peacetime, converting to make M1911 pistols; or M1 carbines made by, of all companies, Rock-Ola - who made jukeboxes! Firearms were only a part of what American industry was called on to produce - there were tanks and trucks, various munitions, bayonets and parachutes, all sorts of equipment that the military needed to defeat the Axis. 

So if you are a company whose business is toys - toy trains, in particular, and by law you can't use strategic materials to make toy trains, what do you do? Of course you fall in line and pick up some of the government contract work for war materiel. That's exactly what Lionel did. One of their major products was compass binnacles for Navy vessels - and I've seen one of these, actually, at one of the train collectors' shows in the past. Very interesting pieces of history. 

Saturday, March 9, 2024

I Am Leaving, I Am Leaving But The Fighter Still Remains

I have no idea why I'm back on this blog. I'm hungry, tired, and trying to kill time waiting for the dealership to finish with my car. Overdue inspection times wavy brakes plus recall has meant that I'm spending far more of my Saturday than expected sitting in the dealership waiting room and quasi-paying attention to the 'Good Times' marathon on the TV while other people buy cars. I've had exactly one lemon-lime Gatorade, one Monster Slim Jim, and one cup of passable dealership coffee and also a splitting headache. I expected to be on the road by noon and it's 1:30. Also also I'm killing time by and I have no idea why but I'm rereading both my blog and Drew Mackie's 'Back Of The Cereal Box'. Maybe that's why I unhid the Blogger app. I haven't felt like writing in I don't know how long. The link list was the only truly complete post I had handy so I just stuck it up there. And I'm obviously out of practice for this because I'm having trouble concluding this essay. 

It's been three years. I thought I'd finally given up on this. I can't tell anymore. 

Now I Wanna Be Your Dog

There is some insanely good stuff on this list.
The 20 heaviest songs before Black Sabbath

*munch*munch*munch*
Why You Can Hear Paul McCartney Eating Celery on a Beach Boys Song

That Time An SR-71 Made An Emergency Landing In Norway After Spying On The Soviets

This is actually really cool. The scene is a French train station in the 1890s.
WATCH WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU UPSCALE A 120-YEAR-OLD SILENT FILM FOR 4K

And this Jordan Peterson bit, I think, simply speaks for itself.