I’ve got a new Think Again called “The Conspiracy Nuts Take Over,” whichcompares media coverage of “truthers” vs. “birthers” and you can find ithere.
Also, my old friend and history professor, Dick Polenberg is continuingto host his web-based Slope Radio program on the blues and folk music.Called “Key to the Highway,” it’s back at its old time slot: from 7 to8 pm on Wednesdays. The shows are archived, though, so you can hearthem whenever you wish. All of the past programs – more than thirty ofthem–are also still available and I think they are our kind of thing.
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He writes: “Last spring I concluded with programs about the music ofJohn Lee Hooker and Django Reinhardt. This season’s first program –Episode 32 — is devoted to Dinah Washington, who began her recordingcareer in 1943 at the age of 19. She later released an album calledDinah Sings Bessie Smith, and one of her last albums, which appearedin 1963, was fittingly entitled, Back to the Blues. Future programswill deal with the famous Anthology of American Folk Music compiled byHarry Smith in 1952, with songs written about the sinking of the Titanicin 1912, and with musicians such as Cassandra Wilson.”
Now Shana Tova, and here’s Pierce:
“White House said, put the thing in the pool room/Vatican said, no,it belongs to Rome/Jody said it’s mine, but you can have it for $17million.”
Weekly WWOZ Pick To Click: “Rocks In My Bed” (Ivy Anderson)–Iam perfectly willing to stand in the well of the House and apologize toeveryone there for how much I love New Orleans.
Part The First: Sometimes, you just have to admire theirlateral quickness. I mean, honestly, this makes the old Soviet approach to history look positively scholarly. Don’t go to the opera, W.
Part The Second: Holy hell. It turns out that Waldo The DrunkSecurity Guard, who may be familiar to the readers of these dispatchesfor being constantly derelict in his duties at Salon, has a drunken brotherwho seems to have landed a job guarding the studios at NPR, with predictable results.
Part The Third: Oh, Michele, don’t worry. As I have said repeatedly since you first burst on the national stage, you can just eat me, OK?