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Saturday, February 29, 2020
Friday, February 28, 2020
When I get low, I get high
An enjoyable cover of an old Ella Fitzgerald song. Written by Marion Sunshine in 1936, it was originally recorded by Chick Webb.
Plus, Cab Calloway and a spectacular sequence from the Nicholas Brothers.
Plus, Cab Calloway and a spectacular sequence from the Nicholas Brothers.
Wednesday, February 26, 2020
Yonder Comes a Courteous Knight — Ravenscroft
My favorite performance of my favorite part-song. Pro Cantione Antiqua
Saturday, February 22, 2020
Joe Biden's Arrest Record
It's seared, seared into his memory. Just not anyone else's.
UPDATE: The next debate is soon. Biden needs to score big against Sanders. My suggestion is that he emphasize his record. Walk straight up to Sanders, poke him squarely in the chest and say “Look fat, I did push ups in the Birmingham jail with Martin.” No way can Sanders match that.
UPDATE: The next debate is soon. Biden needs to score big against Sanders. My suggestion is that he emphasize his record. Walk straight up to Sanders, poke him squarely in the chest and say “Look fat, I did push ups in the Birmingham jail with Martin.” No way can Sanders match that.
Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Friday, February 14, 2020
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
Saturday, February 8, 2020
A long consideration of Ian Fleming
Apropos of nothing, a longish essay on Ian Fleming's literary reputation. I have read all of Fleming, in high school, and recall him as a very vivid and skillful writer. I reread From Russia, With Love a few years ago and enjoyed it. Not up to Eric Ambler though.