JPEG Baby – A Love Song For The 21st Century

Yesterday I picked up a remainder copy of Rock Names from ABBA to ZZ Top: How Rock Bands Got Their Names, by Adam Dolgins. Looking through such a reference, naturally one thinks about what to call one’s own hypothetical band; and I thought up The Baroques. (Or maybe Baroke Blokes? There’s already a band named Barolk Folk.)

I can see the cover: the band dressed in Louis XIV style, with huge curly wigs (but in bright colors), banging away on chrome pipe organ and electric mandolin . .

On the front cover of the second album, one of the players, in the same 18c duds but now frayed, stands hitchhiking, showing the title Flat Baroque on a cardboard sign; on the back the others burn instruments in a kettledrum.

Later: Shoulda looked it up. Les Baroques were a Dutch band 1965-9. Flat Baroque is both an instrumental by Richard Carpenter and a blues label; Flat Baroque and Berserk is an album by Roy Harper.

Peter Stickney writes in alt.peeves:

Voice recognition will not be mature until a system can transcribe “Life is a Rock (But the Radio Rolled Me)” with 95% accuracy, in real time.

I’ve just been looking over a meta-collection of verses in a peculiar form, and am inspired to compose one of my own:

Poet, tragedian,
William McGonagall
sang to a bridge o’er the
silvery Tay.

“Quit not thy day job,” said
fellow Dundonians.
“Polyprosodical
verse is outré.”

Does anybody know a good guitar teacher (for beginners) between, oh, San Leandro and Milpitas inclusive?

2006 May: Never mind, I’m selling the guitar. I find no way to hold it without causing pain in at least one wrist.

Roy Taylor Ministries: American Pie and the Armageddon Bible Prophecy. You can find anything on the Web.

One of my favorite songs begins:

It’s the tenth of January / and I still ain’t had no sleep