Friday, May 10, 2024

Big Audio Dynamite – “E=MC2” (1986)


Man dies first reel

People ask, “What's the deal?”

This ain’t how it’s s’posed to be



Did you ever wonder why AAA, AA, C, and D batteries are cylindrical, while nine-volt batteries are rectangular?


Me neither.


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It turns out that a nine-volt battery consists of six 1.5-volt cells that look very much like an AAA battery.


Click here if you’d like to see what’s inside a nine-volt battery.  (You’ll be glad you did!)


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“E=MC2” was released as a single in 1986 by Big Audio Dynamite, an English band that was formed by former Clash lead guitarist and vocalist Mick Jones.  It became the group’s best-selling single, peaking at #11 on the UK singles chart.


The lyrics of the song include numerous references to director Nicholas Roeg’s movies – which include Performance (1970), Don’t Look Now (1973), and The Man Who Fell to Earth (1976).  Click here if you need help decoding those references.


Click here to listen to “E=MC2.”


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Tuesday, May 7, 2024

Robert Johnson – "Hellhound on My Trail" (1937)


Blues fallin’ down like hail

Blues fallin’ down like hail . . .

There’s a hellhound on my trail



[NOTE: What follows is an account of my recent group bicycle trip.  If you were on that trip with me, you may question the accuracy of what I’ve written because you were there and saw things differently.  So who are you going to believe – me, or your lying eyes?]


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Wilderness Voyageurs was founded in 1964 to offer whitewater rafting adventures on the scenic Youghiogheny River in southwestern Pennsylvania.  Today the company also offers several dozen different escorted bicycle tours.  


Earlier this month, I went on my fourth Wilderness tour – a three-day group trip along the Great Allegheny Passage, a 150-mile rail trail that runs from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania to Cumberland, Maryland.


I was accompanied on the tour by my sister Terri and my sister-in-law Julie.  While they don’t spend much time on bicycles, both of them are former college athletes who are still in great shape.  So I wasn’t worried that they wouldn’t be able to keep up with the other members of our group.


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My previous Wilderness Voyageurs trips have been terrific, and so was this one.  The route was very scenic, the weather was perfect, and the tour group consisted of nine women and two men.  (Ten and one would have been even better – I much prefer spending time with women than with men – but I try not to let the perfect be the enemy of the good.)


The Great Allegheny Passage

But most importantly, the trip was also a wonderful opportunity for me to spend time with my sister and sister-in-law, who live far away from me.  They thoroughly enjoyed themselves, which made me very happy.


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Wilderness sends riders detailed written information about its bike tours.  Here’s an excerpt from its FAQs:


This is a ride not a race.  Every tour will have riders of varying abilities and interests, that means folks are all traversing the same route throughout the day but at their own pace, stopping to take pictures, read historical markers, or just plain relax. 

 

Later, the Wilderness FAQs reiterate this point: 


This is your vacation, not a race.


Terri and Julie must have skipped over those FAQs because they rode each day like there were hellhounds on their trail.


Did they stop during the three days of rides to take pictures?  Or to read historical markers?  Or to “just plain relax”?  No siree Bob!


Approaching a tunnel on the GAP trail

As soon as our guides had completed our mandatory safety briefings each day, the two of them took off lickety-split and didn’t stop until it was time for the trailside luncheons that the guides prepared for us each day.  They scarfed down modest portions of green salad, fruit, and gluten-free bread and were back in the saddle quicker than you can say Jack Robinson.


When I asked my sister-in-law why she was riding like her hair was on fire, she claimed to have thought that the riders on the tour were charged by the hour – so the sooner you got to the finish line each day, the more money you would save.


My sister explained her fast pace by saying she just wanted to get a good workout.  “I was only trying to get my heart rate up,” she said when we were driving back from our trip.


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If there was a test for competitiveness, I’m pretty sure Terri (who is the only two-sport athlete in her college’s athletic hall of fame) and Julie (who is one of the winningest college volleyball coaches of all time) would score in the 99th percentile.  


I’m not sure whether they were motivated more by a desire to beat each other to the end of each day’s ride, or to beat me.


I suspect the latter.  In any event, it didn’t work – I finished ahead of them two of the three days, despite the fact that I am significantly older and have become a one-legged bike rider due to nerve problem in my left leg that resulted from a herniated disk.  


A visit to the Frank Lloyd Wright-designed
 Fallingwater was a highlight of our trip

One of the other riders in the group told me that Terri and Julie had told her that they had let me finish first just to be nice.  


But I don’t let that kind of thing bother me.  I’ve been an object of envy all my life.


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As noted above, this was my fourth Wilderness trip but Terri and Julie’s first.


I was a little worried when they were nowhere to be seen when our group assembled for breakfast on day two of our trip.  (“Punctuality” is my middle name – when I tell someone that I will pick them up between 2:30 and 3:00, you can best believe I will be there at precisely 3:05 – but my sister didn’t inherit that gene.)  It would have been quite embarrassing for me if they had been late that morning and delayed the group’s departure.


When I texted her and asked where she was, she responded that she and Julie had gone to the hotel gym for a 40-minute cardio workout but would be down to join the group momentarily.


Think about that.  We had ridden 39 miles on the first day of the trip.  But they felt the need for a brisk 40-minute session on an elliptical trainer before heading out on the second day’s 36-mile ride.


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“Hellhound on My Trail” was recorded by the legendary Delta blues musician Robert Johnson in 1937.  A number of music historians consider it to be Johnson’s masterpiece, and one of the greatest blues records ever.


Click here to listen to “Hellhound on My Trail.”


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Tuesday, April 30, 2024


He’s for the money

He’s for the show

Lido’s waitin’ for the go



If you were a fan of Sex and the City. you’re familiar with the Cosmopolitan cocktail that was favored by Carrie Bradshaw and the other female characters on that show.


(The old jokes are the best jokes.)

How do you make a Cosmopolitan – which is often referred to as a “Cosmo”?  Pour two parts vodka, one part Cointreau, one part lime juice, and one part cranberry juice cocktail into a cocktail shaker filled with ice, shake until well-chilled, and strain into a chilled cocktail glass.


There’s a version of this drink that’s made with prune juice instead of cranberry juice.  Can you guess what it’s called?


A Constipoliton, of course! 


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Drinking prune juice isn’t quite as disgusting as eating prunes, but it’s close enough for government work.  


In 2000, the Food and Drug Administration amended its regulation to allow prunes to be labelled as dried plums – which is what they are, and what they always have been.  (The FDA moves in mysterious ways, its wonders to perform.)


While prunes and dried plums are two names for the same thing, prune juice is not the same as plum juice.


To make plum juice, you squeeze plums in much the same way that you squeeze grapes to make grape juice.  But to make prune juice, you first have to cook the prunes in hot water to rehydrate them.  That’s because dried fruits like prunes don’t have much juice.  


Prune juice and plum juice both contain fiber and sorbitol, a carbohydrate that has a laxative effect.  So both juices ease the chore of dropping off of the kids at the pool.


I don’t drink prune juice – which is horrible stuff.  (Gag me with a spoon!)  But I’ve been drinking plum juice for several years.  It may not be quite as potent a laxative as prune juice, but it gets the job done.


Knock back a healthy glass every morning, and – unlike our friend Lido – you won’t be waitin’ too long for the go!


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A lot of people I know are filled with rancor towards Walmart.


Those people are mostly snobs who have plenty of do-re-mi.  Perhaps they’re not aware that a lot of people in this country need to watch their pennies closely.


Walmart is the best thing that ever happened to working-class folks in this country – they sell pretty much everything any normal person needs at low everyday prices.


But Walmart let me down recently.


As noted above, I am a regular consumer of plum juice – to be precise, Sunsweet light plum juice, which contains only about half as many calories as regular plum juice but it just as effective at making room for dessert.


Walmart doesn’t sell Sunsweet plum juice in its stores – you have to order it online.  A 48-ounce bottle of most fruit juices – like cranberry, apple, or grape juice – will run you about $5.  But for some reason, Walmart charged $12.20 for a bottle of plum juice:



For years I wasn’t able to find the stuff anywhere else for less.  I even looked into ordering it directly from Sunsweet, which charges a lot less than Walmart.  But the shipping and handling more than double the per-bottle cost.


Last week I went to Walmart.com to order three bottles of the stuff.  The price had dropped to $9.58 per container – which is still pretty expensive – but the product was out of stock.


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I was down to my last bottle, so I was desperate.


I did a quick Google search, and was surprised to find that Sunsweet light plum juice was available at Giant Food – which is one of the three big chain grocery stores in my area:


I ran to the nearest Giant, and – lo and behold – found a bottle on the shelf priced at only $5.99.  


My prayers had been answered.  Mirabile dictu! 


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I don’t understand why my favored plum juice hadn’t available at local grocery stores for years.  (After all, those stores carry several different varieties of Sunsweet prune juice – which no one in his or her right mind could prefer to my light plum juice.)


And I don’t understand why the product cost twice as much as it should have on Walmart’s website.


But I’m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.  Hopefully, I’ll be able to find reasonably-priced bottles of my beloved plum juice in local grocery stores for many years to come.


No thanks to the government, of course – they had nothing to do with it.  I credit the good ol’ free-market economy for finally coming through for American consumers.  To paraphrase the philosopher, the wheels of the free market may sometimes turn slowly, but they grind exceedingly fine.  


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I’ve loved Box Scaggs’s “Lido Shuffle” since I first heard it on the radio back in 1976.  Why I haven’t featured it on 2 or 3 lines before now is a mystery to me.


Better late than never, as the saying goes.


I couldn’t have told you half the lyrics to “Lido Shuffle” before looking them up on Genius.com before writing this post.  So I know what the lyrics are now, but I have no idea what they mean – and I don’t really care.


Click here to listen to “Lido Shuffle,” which I could listen to all day – talk about getting in the groove and staying there.  


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