Monthly Archives: April 2013
George Glenn Jones (September 12, 1931 – April 26, 2013) George Jones, singer, songwriter, performer, drunk and raconteur was considered by many to be the greatest living country singer – that is, up until this morning.
Throughout his long career, Jones made headlines often as much for tales of his drinking, stormy relationships with women, and violent rages as for his prolific career of making records and touring. His wild lifestyle led to Jones missing many performances, earning him the nickname “No Show Jones.” Jones had more than 150 hits during his career, both as a solo artist and in duets with other artists.
Jones recalled a story where his 2nd wife Shirley hid his car keys so he couldn’t drive to the nearest liquor store 8 miles away. She didn’t however hide the lawn mower key – Says George, “There, gleaming in the glow, was that ten-horsepower rotary engine, a key glistening in the ignition. I imagine the top speed for that old mower was five miles per hour. It might have taken an hour and a half or more for me to get to the liquor store, but get there I did.” In her 1979 autobiography, 3rd wife Tammy Wynette ( and recording partner) recalled waking at 1 AM to find her husband gone: “I got into the car and drove to the nearest bar 10 miles away. When I pulled into the parking lot there sat our rider-mower right by the entrance. He’d driven that mower right down a main highway. He looked up and saw me and said, `Well, fellas, here she is now. My little wife, I told you she’d come after me.’
George and Tammy
I’ve posted a few of these before so if I’ve repeated any it’s for good reason. The following are hand painted movie posters from the country of Ghana. These beautiful works of art are employed as promotion for traveling, somewhat impromptu, film showings. Someone will load up a truck, a few movies, a few posters and head to the country to show them on a building wall or a big sheet. What can be said about these? They’re cool, they’re odd, the perspective is all wrong, the composition is childish and every star look vaguely asian or completely unrecognizable – all put together you get a perfect piece of folk art.
AND THE BEST GHANIAN POSTER IS…….
Big Sandy (nee Rusty Williams) and his Fly-Rite Boys. Formed in the late 80’s as part of the Southern CA Rockabilly Revival their sound has grown to encompasses folk, bluegrass, Western swing, Cajun, and mariachi influences. Sandy and the boys have recorded about a dozen albums of great roots sound. Start with the LP Jumpin’ from 6 to 6 and go from there. Each one’s a bit different but all have one foot stuck firmly in Rockabilly, country and western swing.
Notre Dame de Paris (French for “Our Lady of Paris“) Notre Dame began construction in 1163 and continued in different stages until about 1345 – just shy of 200 years. The gargoyles that act as drain pipes have always been there, the original chimiras – (a mythical or grotesque figure), were destroyed in the 1700’s due to their horrific and probably unchrist-like appearance. What you see now is the restoration completed in the early 1800’s and created with the original Gothic beasts in mind. The majority of the figures appear in whats know as The Gallery of the Chimara in an area that link the two main towers above the Gallery.
John Samuel Waters, Jr. (born April 22, 1946) Not the greatest director alive, granted, he sure has made a mark on the face of cinema though. The first time I saw Pink Flamingos, I remember thinking that this guy must be out of his mind, poop-eating 300lb transvestites, not with-standing. He gone on to direct some pretty great movies, the first Hairspray, Cry Baby and Cereal Mom and some pretty awful movies – A Dirty Shame for example. But no matter what there’s always something there to love. he funny as hell and sports the coolest mustache anyone’s seen since 1942. So Happy Birthday.
Wladziu (or Vładziu) Valentino Liberace – (May 16, 1919 – February 4, 1987) I remember thinking the first time I saw the Austin Powers movie, that the funniest line was when Mike Myers character wakes up after 40 years, and while reading a history book to catch up he says; “Wow, Liberace gay? I never saw that coming.” Nor did my mom or all the other women (and men) who loved ‘Lee’ Liberace in the 50s, 60’s and into the 80’s.
Liberace was not just the flashy boob he would become in later life, he was a classically trained and well respected classical pianist, forging a pretty good career for a number of years. It’s told that at one point in his young career he wore a white tuxedo on stage, something classical pianists would never do – ever. Along with changing his concerts to a touch of classical music w/ lighter fare, Chopin right next to Home on the Range, his career sky rocketed and he never stopped mixing things up. This guy was huge, HUGE. One of the first performers to actually turn a concert into a SHOW. (* Elton John was not the first gay piano player to dress up). As is often the case, he went to far and became a parody of himself. He would eventually be sued for palimony by his gay chauffeur, Scott Thorsen, and eventually died of AIDS in 1987. As an aside Steven Soderburg just released his Liberace biopic starring Michael Douglas as Lee and Matt Damon as Scott Thorsen called Behind the Candelabra.