[3.7 MB, Windows Media] of Patrick “Jean-Luc Picard” Stewart doing an
uncharacteristic soft-shoe number. It’s an “easter egg” from Star Trek: The Next Generation’s 5th season DVD set.
[3.7 MB, Windows Media] of Patrick “Jean-Luc Picard” Stewart doing an
uncharacteristic soft-shoe number. It’s an “easter egg” from Star Trek: The Next Generation’s 5th season DVD set.
[via Waxy] WFMU’s Beware of the Blog has an interesting set of MP3s showing what was probably the only Psychedelic Christian radio show, created and hosted by one Pastor John Rydgren in 1967. Here’s their description:
Radio and Film Department of the American Lutheran Church. Years
before the words “Jesus” and “Freak” became joined at the rib, the
straight-looking Rydgren created a daily radio show called Silhouette in which he became the reassuring, resonant-voiced Hippy for God. Rydgren wrote, announced and programmed Silhouette, taking his musical and cultural cues from The Electric Prunes, Herb Alpert and the cover of Time (Is God Dead?), with a vocal delivery that was straight out of the Tom Donahue / Scott Muni / Ken Nordine
school of breathy baritone radio seduction. Silhouette
dropped
all the counter-cultural codewords of the day into a heady mix of
Peace, Love, Sex, Drugs and Jesus. Not to mention Fuzzy Guitars.
The blog entry has 19 MP3s of segments of the show and has some comic panels illustrating Rydgren’s hippie reinterpretation of Psalm 23.
And yeah, he really does have a Ken Nordine-like delivery!
By the way, for those of you not familiar with the 23rd Psalm, it’s the
one that begins with “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want” and
also has the classic bit, “Yea, though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For thou art with me.”
(See, Mom? I was paying attention in Sunday school!)
The King James Bible version:
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’ sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.

[via Media Matters] Brit Hume, Washington Managing Editor for FOX News on the London bombings in conversation with newscaster Shepard Smith:
SMITH: Some of the things you might expect to happen, for instance,
a drop in the stock market and some degree of uncertainty across this
country — none of that really seen today, and I wonder if the timing
of it — that it happened in the middle of the night and we were able
to get a sense of the grander scheme of things — wasn’t helpful in all
this.
HUME: Well, maybe. The other thing is, of course, people have — you
know, the market was down. It was down yesterday, and you know, you may
have had some bargain-hunting going on. I mean, my first thought
when I heard — just on a personal basis, when I heard there had been
this attack and I saw the futures this morning, which were really in
the tank, I thought, “Hmmm, time to buy.”
[Quickly realizes what he’s said]
Uhmmm…others may have thought
that as well. But…uh…you never know about the markets.
I do try to keep the swearing down on this blog, but geez, what a fucking scumbag!
Oh. My. God. This can’t be
real [-link to QuickTime movie]…
The video is safe for work, except for the fact that your co-workers
will think that you’ve gone off your rocker.
The site also has links to a couple of tunes in MP3
format:
Luv
to Mouth”)
At it least it’s nice to see that the “Where’s
Waldo?” guy found some work…
My thoughts and prayers go out today to the people of London, as well as their family and friends.
My current landlord, Julian, a really stand-up guy, lives in London
with his girlfriend Beth. I’ve sent them some email letting them know
that we the house called “Big Trouble in Little China” are hoping that
he and his are safe and sound.
I’d bet that Tom Reynolds, author of the blog Random Acts of Reality
is going to have long long shifts in the coming days. Not only is he a
really great guy whom I had the pleasure of meeting at my birthday
party in November, he’s also a great storyteller whose crazy urban
tales come from his job as a driver in the London Ambulance Service.
He’s unharmed and has blogged a couple of entries since the bombings in
London. The next couple of days may be rough for him, so if you drop by
his blog, please be sure to leave him some kind words in his comments.
It’s not quite the six-word novel that Hemingway supposedly wrote to win a bar bet (it’s supposed to have gone “For
sale: baby shoes. Never used.“), but this Craigslist personal ad in the
“missed connections” section still says so much using so little:
You…being shoved in the back of a squad car… – m4w – 27
I shouted “fuck the police”…you made the black panther fist. You got
tasered, I got goosebumps. Your hair is very pretty. Let’s chat.