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The Salmon Kitchen: 1964 | Shorpy Historic Photo Archive -
Damn. Powerful shot.
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HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!
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Joan Crawford & her poor unsuspecting children
“But be zealous for the better gifts” — blogging Treme « Back Of Town -
My problem with the concept is one of frustrated bewilderment that humans have to be taught (or led, or pushed) to value something that is essential to their own survival, be it their environment, their food supply, their fellow countrymen, or a national treasure of a place like New Orleans, a singular piece of America, of their country’s history. Of course, after the bewilderment, comes the cynicism. Remember, the failure of ourselves, of “us” as a country, during the hour of New Orleans’ need shouldn’t have been a surprise. Far too often, we are a violently mean and selfish nation. Too often, we are a rotten bunch of folks, beset by a host of mental illnesses. That’s my problem with the concept, and I’m likely not nearly as sophisticated, and almost certainly not as cynical, as David Simon.
"Winter dead, that was buried near the pole beans" - First Draft
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Happy Easter, ladies and gentlemen!
Window Seat, Erykah Badu
Brilliant.
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On why I wasn’t tempted to go see Neko Case and Kelly Hogan sing backup for Jakob Dylan.
And as if that voice isn’t enough, add in “secret assassin” Kelly Hogan, described by Case as “the best singer I know.” Two enormous voices … used here as background, as accent. Splashed on like aftershave. And it’s gorgeous — in my headphones. Badass chef T-Bone Burnett serves up a mouthwatering appetizer. Case is the caviar, Hogan’s the crème fraîche, we’ll call the band smoked salmon, and Jakob Dylan is the pancake.
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Jakob Dylan is a nice enough pancake, and talented. I wish him the best, I just don’t find him the most interesting thing on the plate: