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It's the (eternally) Thin Man's birthday today.  You could do worse than pick up his last couple of discs, being as they are bloody good.

Here's a good and comprehensive (on personal matters anyway) multi-part interview from a couple of years ago on a Dutch site:

















mp3: Peter Hammill -- "Amnesiac" (from X My Heart)
mp3: Peter Hammill -- "Top Of The World Club" (from Thin Air)

Reminder

Don't forget to tune in to CBC's revamped version of The National on Monday.

Local Newz Update

Please, anything but the Monolithic Sidewalk!!

501 becomes 250.5 (approximately).  Overdue good news...for the wife, anyway.  I drive everywhere so I don't give two shits.

Laura likes preserving tomatoes.  I see this becoming my new catchphrase for some reason.

I'm pretty sure this used to be a crackhouse.  Or looked like one.

That is all.

mp3: Pele -- "Nude Beach. Pin Hole Camera" (from The Nudes)

Shut Up And Sample

My boys Animal Collective open their yaps for PETA (well, really they shuffle their feet and look uncomfortable, as they bloody well should):





Crulity indeed.

More crulity:

United Against Death

Artsy Danish Pretty Boys Rool OK

The expiation for Aqua continues:

We Ask For The Public's Assistance In This Case

At Yonge & Incurious:


Toronto police are again turning to the public for information about a missing teen after her backpack was found on Thursday outside a building near Eglinton Ave. E. and Yonge St.

"This is the first tangible item we've discovered," said Det. Sgt. Dan Nealon about the schoolbag belonging to Mariam Makhniashvili, who vanished on Sept. 14 while walking to school.

...

After questioning people in the area, police learned that Al Nezhadi, a resident living on the ground floor of an apartment building on Roehampton first spotted the bag on the lawn about two weeks ago.

But he didn't think much of it. After all, he says, students who attend the high school often cross the street to smoke, chat and hang out, routinely leaving things behind on the grass next to the building, such as baseball bats and shoes.

Not wanting the bag to get wet, Nezhadi moved it on to his balcony, in plain sight, hoping that its owner would claim it. But then it got muddy, so he moved it again after some days.

"I moved it around a few times, thinking someone would take it," said Nezhadi, adding he had not heard of Mariam's disappearance.

Nezhadi said he and his wife opened the bag and noticed it contained books and food, presumably Mariam's lunch. But they did not leaf through the books in search of a name.

Residents out walking their dog, also noticed the knapsack, but they assumed it belonged to Nezhadi's daughter, so no one took a closer look.

"I was moving it around and hoping somebody would pick it up," said Nezhadi. "And then three or four days ago I didn't see it."

That's when somebody moved the bag, about 20 metres, from Nezhadi's balcony back onto the grass, beneath a tree.

Brown Shirts

No Beaver Boy jokes.

Things we do for our kids, eh?

mp3: Boston Spaceships -- "Soggy Beavers" (from Brown Submarine)

The Case For Yank Health Care Reform

Exhibit A:



Exhibit B:

Wanted: First Strike Capability

By the peeps for the peeps yo!

Not, I think, that it will stop the little fukkers from rolling past my bedroom window at 1am every other weeknight.

Why I Like Some Pop Music Critics In Particular But Loathe Them In General

This is not a terrible album, there’s just no reason for it to exist.

The unpleasantness behind him, Mr. Richards returns to his Parkinson's research.

Creepy/funny stuff:

mp3: Dodos -- "The Strums" (from Time To Die)

Archbishop A Glass Half-Full Kinda Guy

Archbish Anthonygonish Mancini:

This can be an opportunity for all of us to rediscover what it is to be the community of faith, to realize what the root of our faith really is, and how each of us helps to share the faith.

We are going through a very painful contemporary experience of the mystery of our Faith, which is all about Passion and Death yes, but it is also about the promise of Resurrection, without which we have no future. So I call on you to be hopeful because we believe in new life and new possibilities.

Indeed.

Continuing Education

Rip and send to any and all religiose dingbats in your ken.



And on this date in 1836, Darwin touches down on the Cornish coast.

Wait Until Traffic Is Stopped Before Exiting Rear Doors

Sober Apians brace for invasion of the Proton Savvy.

mp3: Angry Samoans -- "Right Side Of My Mind" (from Inside My Brain)

Give Geez A Chance (Shortay)

And

getting fatter.



Close-fitting shirt though, as was the style in 2008 at Mountain Equipment Co-op.

mp3: Guided By Voices -- "Blimps Go 90" (from Alien Lanes)

Update

Hangin' with Aztec Gino is all.

Crapple

At this rate, the 4th generation Shuffle will be a cochlear implant.

Form over function--ya think?

Bondi Balmy Beach

Odder than odd: Mark Seymour playing at the Balmy Beach Club.

Five

A wee bit in the cups and all melancholy-like from missing the gels (who are away this weekend)

The indomitable Wings up 4-0 currently in second period of game 5.

The daughter's current favourite:



PM listening:

Anthony Phillips -- "High Fives" (from Field Day)

Just like fucking tweeting isn't it?

Her Lips Are Sealed

The GG takes a break from the rubber chicken circuit:

Hundreds of Inuit at a community festival gathered around as the Governor General made a gesture of solidarity with the country's beleaguered seal hunters.

Jean knelt above a pair of carcasses and used a traditional blade to slice the meat off the skin.

After repeated, vigorous cuts through the flesh the Queen's representative turned to the woman beside her and asked enthusiastically: "Could I try the heart?"

Afterward Jean grabbed a tissue to wipe clean her blood-soaked fingers, and explained her gesture of solidarity with the region's Inuit hunters.

Or, the purple version:

First she gutted it. Then she had the heart pulled out of its furry, flabby carcass. Finally, she swallowed a slice of the mammal's dripping organ.

And then...

Talkin' 'Bout My Re-Relegation

It's not dead, squire, it's just resting

Coffin, nail, final.

Sliced Kiwi

Maori pseudo-scientifically pwned.

Fireworks

The wife and I went to see Animal Collective at the ex-Docks on Saturday. I don't think I've ever felt so aged: apart from one late-40ish-looking couple we were by far the oldest people there. At least Jo received the compliment of being carded by security. Which circle of hell is it where you're packed in like sardines with swooning hippies with b.o., fratboy doofuses and young men with bad halitosis (as opposed to good halitosis)? Must be in the top ten. It was certainly in the top five during opening act Grouper's set--too tedious to be engaging and too sonically annoying to be decent wallpaper music.

The show was very good, although I was disappointed they largely skipped over Feels and Sung Tongs ("Leaf House" was really cool). All of the current Merriweather Post Pavilion hits were there, along with some nice reworkings of older tunes like "Chocolate Girl."



Victoria Day fireworks with the girl on Monday, fortunately making us feel young again.

Taking RC Harris Water Treatment Plant (By Sparkler)

I've Broken Free From Zionist Control

Well, they let me go really, once they realized I wasn't much good at anything.

Police Estate

"I haven't seen a car in a house in a long time."


"Allo, allo, what's all this then..?"

Happy Australia Day