In five years I have interviewed a handful of people. Not many, but I did get to talk to George Hrab and Ben Radford.
Will the show last another five years? Will I ever have another guest? Will I ever have more than two listeners? Will I ever get it on iTunes?
I also mentioned In Search Of.. That was the credulous show which “investigated” the unknown and unexplained. It was the forerunner and template setter of all those mystery-mongering shows that are so plentiful on cable.
In the day, I lapped up the nonsense that host Leonard Nimoy delivered with such a straight face and no hint of irony. What a great actor he was.
When I watch In Search Of… now I’m far less impressed by the bullshit, but I still like the show so much. Oh, well. Chalk it up to the duality of man.
In America, the US Court of Federal Claims, after studying three test cases of claims that vaccination was causing autism, has found that the evidence does not support a causal connection. This is good news as science has long maintained that autism is not caused by vaccines or the mercury that has not been in most vaccines for years.
I have been trying out the playlist option on my channel at YouTube. So far I’ve put to playlists together. One is of Pete Townshend songs that might not be as well know and the other is a list of songs that were played at First Avenue on their Club Degenerate nights.
I talked a bit about my days hanging out at First Avenue of those Club Degenerate nights. There were unusual people who would hang on there as well as the occasional appearances of the Fuckin’ Shit Biscuits that could be quite fun. Noisy and messy, but fun.
I used to do some fairly violent or weird doodles on the tabletops of the art school I attended years ago. One day I ran afoul of the art history teacher who took issue of one of my doodles depicting a woman bending over backward. The teacher looked past the violent imagery I had drawn, because those involved men. And she didn’t object to the phallic images that might have shown up doodled by other students. I wasn’t the only doodler.
But that bent over woman, apparently bent her out of shape. She gave me a talking to after class in the common room as students passed by. I don’t remember my initial reaction, but I did do a write up voicing my concern of the double standard.
By that I mean, my design class had just gone to see a German Expressionist exhibit at one of the local museums. Fellow students and the instructor directed my attention to one particular artist whose work my doodles resembled. The artist was Otto Dix. So, I made the point in my written protest that Dix hangs in a museum while I get shit.
Second ad break bumpers: ‘One Day‘ By The Church & ‘One At A Time’ by The Who
Closing song: ‘Angler’s Treble Hook’ by $5 Fiddle