Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Days Of Future Passed...

The Moody Blues, 1967. All I can say is wow what an excellent album. I cannot remember listening to this whole album all at one sitting in over 30 years, and therefore I cannot believe what I was letting myself miss out on for all that time.

Listening to it right now is like reliving a daydream that never quite faded away. If you are as old as me, and decide to listen to this, pay careful attention to the track: The Morning: Another Morning. Tell me was that childhood living or what!

This came out right as I passed from childhood into my teen years. I almost 12, or 12, when it was recorded in October 1967, and definitely 12 when it was released in November that same year. Yeah, I was a Beatles fan then, but that was all soon to change with fine music and lyrics like this, and this album was played over an over for years back then. This was definitely one of the first of all life based impressionistic albums of my youth. They covered life in a day, and I do mean a whole life covered in one day, all in one album of only 7 songs. From: "The Day Begins" all the way through to "The Night: Nights in White Satin". Damn it was and is good, and was as they said it from yesterday's dreams to tomorrows sighs. To which I can truly say: today's sighs are often remnants of yesterday dreams for sure - mixed in with all that stuff we never dared dream about that blew many of our dreams all asunder (like growing up, graduating school, getting a job, war, crime, politics, hate, love, getting married, working hard for almost nothing so your kids will have it better, did I forget to mention having kids, slaving to get the American dream, illness, middle age, death, hardship, success, joy, old age and whatever).

Still though, some of those Nights in White Satin have survived unopened by the reader to whom they were written but to whom never sent. Those dreams survived all the way until today, many only tucked away in the recesses of faded memory, some more easily recalled. Yet others of them, at least for some of us, actually unfolded by the one for whom they were meant, blossomed into a reality, a lifetime of wonder, more marvelous than could ever have been just dreams of our youth. Dreams or reality you decide which was the better. Me I'll take the reality built upon the dreams, even upon the ones that never quite made it. As the album's last words said: "..but we decide which is right, and which is an illusion".

All the best,
Glenn B

Trivia For The Night

I am not one to post many trivia type questions, but I just found out something about one of my favorite magazines of my childhood (my favorite from about 8 years old through my early teenage years). I would like to share that trivia with all of you, but only if someone can guess it correctly - and please do so without cheating, and without looking at the comments section first to see if someone else has guessed it already. Try to answer the question, then leave a comment with the answer you had in mind, not effected by an answer someone else already gave.

Who was the first man to be pictured on the cover of Playboy Magazine?

This is not a trick question, and the answer may surprise some of you, it sure did me. Somehow though, the more I think of it, the more I see him as having been the perfect first for that honor. He often played the role of playboy, and he surely had some gorgeous wives, but that is more than enough for the hints.

The first person to get it right has my heartfelt admiration as a true trivia buff (that of course so long as you don't cheat and that is totally up to you). In other words I have no prizes for this.

Oh by the way - just give it a guess even if you never would look at something like Playboy. The fun is figuring out who such a mag would have as its first man on the cover - a difficult guess if you are not a Playboy fan, or a fan of this actor (an maybe even if you are a fan of his).

All the best,
Glenn B

Oh Angela baby - do I make you randy?

I suppose that Angela is just some hacker's program that places silly comments into the comments areas on peoples' blogs. Here is what I got from her, posted to my rant on Global Warming, immediately proceeding this one:

"Anonymous said...

I am Angela. A mature and beautiful 40+ woman, I want to explore new relationship by Internet. So I have uploaded many hot and sexy photos on under the name HotbAudrey. You maybe want to check out my photos firstly!

27 February, 2008 02:59"

Funny how Angela has a site called hotbAudrey - I suppose she may have an identity crisis on her hands.

This was my reply, and is my response to try to avoid such in the future:

"With my luck Angela is a chick with a -ick. Sorry, I just could not resist. I have enabled word verification to try to avoid comments like this in the future; if that does not work, I will put comment moderation into effect."

While we all can use a good laugh, I prefer to have my comments sections reserved for comments about my blog, and not act as a advertisement for folks the likes of Angela. Sadly though, forever from tonight, I'll wonder if she was real and if I made her randy - oh baby!

Now truly, I hope no one is silly enough to visit that website.

All the best,
Glenn B