Remember February 1964? That’s when The Beatles were introduced to America on The Ed Sullivan Show. I seem to remember watching it.
What’s on your mind? Got something you’d like to share? It’s Saturday Night Open Thread.
Who wants to start?
Remember February 1964? That’s when The Beatles were introduced to America on The Ed Sullivan Show. I seem to remember watching it.
What’s on your mind? Got something you’d like to share? It’s Saturday Night Open Thread.
Who wants to start?
Never saw this version.. Higher quality video than usual.
Interesting camera work. Were camera booms common on the Sullivan show? Probably not often needed. What did he usually have, jugglers?
Weird audience. The PTA was there?
My random thoughts for the night:
Occupy Wall Street had some grievances, as I understand (and as the media proclaimed), which they thought were so urgent that they needed to disrupt peoples’ lives for weeks on end.
Did the injustices they were protesting get fixed?
Or did they stop being urgent?
Or did the protestors stop caring?
Do we still say “cray-cray,” or are we not doing that any more?
I don’t hear it that much today.
Who is in charge of deciding?
I’m actually in charge of that. I was away, and somebody started that whole cray-cray thing. I’m back now and have put a stop to it.
You’re welcome.
You the man!
(Are we still saying that?)
Not only do we still say that, we encourage the saying of it to snowflakes that identify as “other”
Suppose liberals succed in banning guns. . . .
Will they have any argument to use against undocumented guns?
“This country was built on guns..”
“No gun is illegal . .. ”
They have (forgive the metaphor) shot themselves in the foot.
I thought this country was built on Rock-n-Roll!
Just this city,
There once was a Rocky Horror adaptation
By one who labored on its creation
When it was done
He said “That was fun”
With no Emmy, Oscar, nor Grammy he still got elation.
Oh, yeah, I’ll tell you something
I think you’ll understand
When I say that something
I wanna Holder plan
I wanna Holder plan
I wanna Holder plan
Oh, please say to me
You’ll let me plead German
I followed, only orders,
I wanna Holder plan
I wanna Holder plan
I wanna Holder plan
O.N.I. tapped you,
A field appy inside
It’s so revealing that my love
You can’t hide
You can’t hide
Arkancide . . .
There once was a wymyn named Warren
Who claimed that her wigwam was foreign
It was the opposite, really
She got touchy-feely
By being a Lib and endurin’.
Been there, done that…but not in a long, long time…………….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGsq1K7f_yc
One of my favorites by the commander, along with “Hot Rod Lincoln” and “When the Sun Sets on the Sage”.
Pierre Auguste Renoir, impressionist painter, was born February 25, 1841, in Limoges, France.
The great thing about him, I remember a guy on a documentary pointing out, was that he was always unflinchingly happy in his paintings. Contrary to so many serious artists, Renoir’s paintings are infused with an irrepressible bouyancy, positivity, and just plain happiness.
It’s true; since he mentioned it, I notice it every time I look at anything Renoir did. I love it.