I sent the link and those pictures to Prue. She’s going to be so pissed, and if she isn’t, she should be. I haven’t heard from Prue in a few months, which is my fault really, and I hope she’s doing all right.
That photo is actually the second in a series. It comes after this one.
Yesterday I mentioned a very impressive episode of Star Wars: Andor I’d watched. The outstanding series is produced in England, so I wasn’t surprised when I heard the expression “fit for work” in the episode.
Today I walked along what had been, until recently, one of my running routes, listening to an installment of Drew Carey’s Friday Night Freak-Out. One of the songs Drew played is called “Fit for Work”.
The UK band DeadLetter reminds me of the Clash’s long-ago social activism. After getting home I paid £5 ($6.60), £4 more than required, to download a copy of “Fit for Work”.
If he does win, we can expect every single day will be like this, happening on every single flight. Even if he loses, there will be a lot of turbulence.
At last, the promise of what Star Wars could be, that George Lucas was unable to fulfill, is here. Andor is the Better Call Saul of Sci-Fi.
I’m almost done watching season 1. In one of the episodes there is an absolutely brilliant integration of the dystopian existence of Lucas’ THX 1138 into his Star Wars universe, along with a nod to Star Trek’s “Journey to Babel” episode. Season 2 will be out next year.
The granddaddy of Progressive Rock is the Moody Blues’ Days of Future Passed, from the year of the Mellotron, 1967. I featured a copy of the album here a couple of months into the pandemic lockdown, as a sort of palliative.
That version was the remix made ten years after the album’s release, because by then the stereo master tapes had deteriorated. This transfer, made with top-notch gear, is from an original ’67 UK pressing.