Friday, March 31, 2017
Wednesday, March 29, 2017
...to the President's desk for his signature to become law? This is horrendous!
"Congress sent proposed legislation to President Donald Trump on Tuesday that wipes away landmark online privacy protections...."
This is a blunder of Patagonian proportions! More...
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
...to meet me halfway, I went to Hampton Bays this evening for a Town Board meeting at the Hampton Bays Community Center on upper Ponquogue Avenue.
(Given the advancing decreptitude of the actual Town Hall in Southampton, this is something the Town fathers and mothers might consider doing on a regular basis... are ya running with me, Jay?)
I had deemed that my 2015 Property Tax assessment for the ole family homestead was too high. More...
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
...if you want, but listening to and watching the man sing makes me feel like crying, so I was misty-eyed during PBS' showing of "Roy Orbison: Black & Night 30" this past weekend.
(PBS [Channel 13] is reprising the 90-minute concert at 1:30 am Wednesday... set your DVR timer.)
Recorded on September 30, 1987 at the Ambassador Hotel's Cocoanut Grove in Los Angeles, Orbison was supported by an extraordinary array of talent, from Bruce Springsteen and Elvis Costello to Bonnie Rait and k.d. lang, plus Elvis Presley's reformed TCB Band. More...
Sunday, March 19, 2017
...we slipped off a barstool together a few times back in the early '70s while imbibing in a pre-Magic's Pub then known as Shotwell's Pump.
Jimmy Breslin, who died today from pneumonia, age 88, used to Summer in Quiogue in the late '60s/early '70s, and liked to get his drinking done at 112 Main Street.
They were good afternoons, as he was an eminently listenable raconteur... the rhythms of his Ozone Park-accented speech were those of his writing even if his words weren't, evidence for me that he worked diligently on his columns and books. More...
Saturday, March 18, 2017
I just did a quick inventory of my personal rock 'n' roll experiences, and dating back to the Summer of 1957, I think I've seen Chuck Berry, clownish "duck walk" included, more than any other entertainer ever.
From the "Big Alan Freed Rock 'n' Roll Shows" at the Brooklyn Fox and the Brooklyn Paramount, to 1988 when he did a show at the Parrish Art Museum in Southampton with a pick-up band backing him, one which included Matt Mangas on rhythm guitar. More...
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
Monday, March 13, 2017
It'll come as scant surprise to anyone who knows me that one of my all-time top broadcast television series is "Law & Order" (NBC 1990-2010), and while I never missed a first-run episode, I'm still a sucker for re-runs ever since the mid-'90s when it went into syndication on cable, first on A&E, then Sundance, TNT, WE tv and WGN America.
I've likely seen each of the 456 "L&O" episodes five-six times, and am so familiar with them that if I doze off during one of the late afternoon showings, upon awakening I immediately know exactly where I am in the narrative and, effectively, nothing has been missed. More...
Sunday, March 12, 2017
...to make The Mill Roadhouse a regular stop on my watering hole circuit... as if I still had one!
It is nowhere recorded what Southampton Press photographer Erin McKinley said to her subjects before she snapped the photo, but the young woman (2nd right) seems to have gone into her Miley Cyrus mode.
Thursday, March 09, 2017
...who've thoughtfully assembled together for a group photograph:
The occasion was, of course, the President's first address to Congress last week. More...
Wednesday, March 08, 2017
I didn't finish researching this during "Black History Month," but when NFL Network (Cable 219) aired "Forgotten Four," about a quartet of players who broke the color barrier in professional football, it had a photo of three members of the 1939 UCLA football team...
Monday, March 06, 2017
It's called "over-exposure," and for the past several years the number one on that list has been Samuel L. Jackson, so loud and strident with his intrusive Capital One demand, "What's in your wallet?" that I find myself reflexively responding "None of your freaking business, you gigantic anus!"
(Of course, that's the expurgated version.) More...