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Hit Machine

Posted in Baseball, Detroit Tigers, Photos with tags , , , , , , on September 25, 2011 by trapperKeeper

Clincher (Fister)

Posted in Art, Baseball, Detroit Tigers, Photos with tags , , , , , , , on September 24, 2011 by trapperKeeper

Toe Tappin’

Posted in Baseball, Detroit Tigers, Photos, video with tags , , on September 6, 2010 by trapperKeeper

Without homo sapiens, there is no superstition, or baseball.  Superstitions exist to help humanity explain the unknown and provide comfort.  Rituals, whether ones passed down from ancient times or personally created, give us the illusion that we can impact events through action inspired by faith.  Belief in this illusion can result in breakthroughs in this realm.  Success is by no means guaranteed, but the endeavor can be embarked upon with greater confidence, thus improving the odds of success.  Therefore, it is easy to understand why baseball, like most athletics, is saturated in superstition.  While attending the Tiger games in Seattle, we noticed Gene Lamont has a strange third base routine. While attending the Tiger games in Seattle, we noticed Gene Lamont has a strange third base routine.  Follow the link: Third Base.

Ape Man Trodding Through Creation (Large Melons, Doo Dah!)

Posted in Art, Detroit Tigers, Dub, zombies on April 22, 2009 by trapperKeeper

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This past weekend I was fortunate enough to attend all three Tiger-Mariner games.  The Tigers’ stellar pitching, besides Verlander’s horrible 5th inning, and small ball carried them to two victories.  Friday, I went with a friend, who had the brilliant observation that Polanco’s large melon would be a salivating sight for a zombie.  Carlos Guillen played left field very poorly.  He also didn’t deliver very much at the plate that night, or any of the games for that matter.  Being back in the ballpark was a nice feeling.  I love hearing the murmur of the many conversations.

Saturday, I had a real fun time with my friend Blaine.  Sitting in the bleachers, the chance for hilarious drunks was higher than the seats on Friday night.  The crowd still seemed fairly sober, which I guess is a good thing, but when I go to a game part of the fun is drinking and watching intoxed individuals.  Working at Copa could get tedious, but the drunks were usually enough to keep things entertaining whether they were being kicked out angrily or just getting down.  Everything still seems to pale in comparison to the legendary drunkeness of old Tiger Stadium for which I was born too young.  Anyhow, there were two entertaining/annoying women in our section.  One woman, who I never got a look at, made a “laa la la la la la la” noise many times.  Often, her efforts were punctuated with a “Hurricane!” from this woman right above my friend and I.

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A Place in the Sun For You & Me

Posted in Detroit Tigers, Music on April 17, 2009 by trapperKeeper

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Dr. Common Sense, and I don’t mean  Thomas Paine or Glenn Beck, put on yet another teen sexting episode yesterday.  I only caught snippets in between some housework, but it was more of the same from the good doctor.  Sexting won’t stop, but hopefully the poorly thought out application of sex laws will.  Anyhow, I have Brainticket’s second record, Psychonaut (1972), which isn’t nearly as good or interesting as their debut, Cottonwoodhill and can be found here, http://www.divshare.com/download/6551608-473.

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Still, Psychonaut is a solid psychedelic rock album, which is why it can’t stand up to the electronic madness of their debut.  However, this approach does make Psychonaut much more accessible.  A variety of ethnic instruments are present in addition to the toned-down electronic elements.

Track Listing

Tracks
1. Radagacuca (7:24)
2. One Morning (3:51)
3. Watchin’ You (5:15)
4. Like A Place In The Sun (6:28)
5. Feel The Wind Blow (3:32)
6. Coc’O Mary (6:08)

I’ll be attending the Tigers-Mariners game tonight.  Hopefully, the result will be better this time.  Huzzah for baseball in the sun.  Go get ’em Tigers!

Nicotine, Beer, & (Un)funky Funk

Posted in Detroit Tigers, Funk, life, Music, Seattle on April 15, 2009 by trapperKeeper

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There is some fire below in the form of a rare David Byrne recording at the bottom of this post.

Computers have been an annoying the past few days.  The laptop couldn’t talk to the internet despite being connected.  This problem pales in comparison to the issue of Ableton’s sudden, unfixable problem of a runtime error.  After looking into many possible causes and trying different solutions, the problem remained unresolved.  I finally achieved success today and got Ableton working again.  I was starting to get real annoyed because I wanted to keep up my learning and had just consistently gotten the midi controller working.  So now it is back on.  My only current issue are poorly performing knobs, which don’t properly pan.

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There’s Gonna Be a Party For Days (Bootsy, Tigers, & Spartans, Oh My!)

Posted in Detroit Tigers, Funk, hoops, humor, Music, politics on April 6, 2009 by trapperKeeper

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Happy Parliafunkadelicment Thangday!  I present some more Bootsy today, but first a ramble.

I spend a lot of time sitting in front of my computer screen.  I have an addiction to knowledge and the internet has put a whole world of information at your fingertips, in a way that the antiquated .  No doubt, I am big proponent of physical reading material.  It can be read without electricity; reading a book is romantic, reading a kindle is efficient and efficiency is overrated.  If you free up more time, you just have more time to kill.

Anyways, I intake a lot of information about the world.  I can’t help but look big picture, it is just the way my brain is wired.  If I wasn’t able to laugh at the absurdity and stupidity of humankind, I couldn’t bear to stick around this earthly realm unless I wasn’t able to afford to travel around the world and experience as much of the world as I could handle.  Thankfully, I am still able to laugh and for my salvation from a very bitter, cynical  to a cynical, pessimistic optimist.  I think it has to do with the fact I don’t fear death because I don’t fear the unexpected after body death.

I want the world to become more just; for people in America to realize that our way of life is not sustainable environmentally, economically, or spiritually; .  I just doubt the capability of America to change.  I wonder if citizens are educated enough to see the oligarchy running things and have the courage to work to overthrow it, which will require people to overcome their fear of scary news, which the ruling classes dispense through their mainstream media.  I ultimately figure worst case, my body perishes; best case, my body perishes.  For now, my guiding idea is we can’t let them who surround us defeat us because we really surround them.  Now if I can just figure out who them is.

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Excuse the above typing, for I my bigger reason for posting on the warmest day I have experienced in many months is to give up the Funk.  As I stated above,  I am going to follow last week’s Bootsy post with another.  This time, it is a live show, recorded in Louisville, from 1978.  The only thing better than Bootsy is live Bootsy, where hardcore bass orgies occurred on the regular.  Just lend Bootsy your ear and soak in his cheer.

Bootsy knew how to work a crowd and his Rubber Band knew how to play the Funk.  This recording captures the Rubber Band in their funky ripeness.  I like this album better than the studio recordings, which are still outstanding but seemed to bring a little too much polish.  Live, the space bass is unrestrained and Funk electricity oozes out of the band.  Funky flute and heavy bass get equal attention on ” Bootsy? (What Is the Name of This Town).”  Space bass is all up in your face on “Psychoticbumpschool.”  Extending the “party for days” chorus, Bootsy gets the crowd worked into a frenzy on “Hollywood Squares.”

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Catfish and Bootsy goes off on “Very Yes.”  Maceo and the horns add a whole new element to “Can’t Stay Away.”  Next up is the monstrous “Stretchin’ Out,” a hair-raising, spine-tingling jam with a pulse that builds and builds getting the audience on the verge of climax and teasingly holds it there for as an almost unbearably long time before providing release.  This one is sonic speed.  If I were asleep and someone started bumping this one, I would up like a cat hearing the rattle of a laser pointer.

The relief doesn’t last long, as Bootsy busts into “‘I’d Rather Be With You,” which was one of his premier bass orgy songs.  Bootzilla requests a floating vibe before going into foreplay.  You risk permanent damage if you’re not properly lubricated before hearing his poppin’, fuzzed space bass solo.  Bootsy is one of the best at making the bass talk, this version of “I’d Rather Be With You” is a marvelous demonstration of his skill and Bootsy doing a Jimi-Hendrix thing on bass.  “Bootzilla” includes some Motor Booty riffs among the classical theme and “America the Beautiful” and “Star Spangled Banner.”

The recording quality isn’t the best, you can hear a buzzing sound throughout, but it doesn’t matter for the Funk overwhelms.  Bootsy and the crew make it sound so easy, but it isn’t easy to be that funky.  And don’t mistake his levity for shallowness, as Andre 3000 said “I might look kinda funny, but I ain’t no fool.”

If I had access to a time machine for just one trip, I would pick a vintage P-Funk show, perhaps one of the funk festival performances so I could see a bunch of great bands.  For all of the moments to pick from, I would go with P-Funk .  I have felt multiple times the transcendental power of a great show.  I can’t think of anything that would make me happier than seeing the Parliament-Funkadelic empire throwing down a classic performance.  Eddie Hazel would have to be present and up front.  Huzzah for transcendental moments.  Go Spartans!  Go Tigers!  It truly is spring for regular season baseball is upon us.  Only several months before it becomes a real grind.

Track Listing

1    Intro-Maceo        :20
2    Bootsy? (What Is the Name of This Town)    Parker, Clinton, Collins    3:12
3    Rubber Duckie    Clinton, Cooper, Collins    :53
4    Psychoticbumpschool    Worrell, Clinton, Collins, Collins    3:14
5    Pinnochio Theory    Clinton, Collins    6:26
6    Hollywood Squares    Clinton, Collins    5:39
7    Roto-Rooter    Clinton, Collins, Collins    3:44
8    Very Yes    Clinton, Collins, Collins    5:28
9    Can’t Stay Away    Clinton, Collins    6:07
10    Stretchin’ Out (In a Rubber Band)    Clinton, Collins    11:23
11    I’d Rather Be With You    Collins, Clinton, Cooper    10:18
12    Aah the Name Is Bootsy, Baby    Parker, Clinton, Collins    4:25
13    Bootzilla    Collins, Clinton    6:21