When I win, I am so totally doing this too!

Labels: Japan, nut, success, tv, winning

An exhausted giant.



Children's programming legend Sally Starr.



My daughter went and got Sally's autograph for my wife - a tearfully sweet moment for all. We were ready to take the "I will not do what the Three Stooges Do" pledge right then and there.



This year's parade was neck deep in Jeebus. It was like a parade in The Handmaids Tale. Not a stem cell in sight. The Ba'Hai quit marching years ago.



Mummer color:



Caledonian kneebones:



Wheelie poppin' badass lawnmowers:

Labels: 4th of july, America, independence day, Jesus, parade, religion, tv

.....issue that is! Get ready for uninspired art, flat story, and a breast reduction (apparently) for Carol! But hey it's a TV comic!

Labels: comics, fun, funny, horses, tv

OnkelChrispy at Flickr has a different way of look at TV through his kamera:



Like a series of watercolors influenced by Turner - with spacemen & muppets.

Labels: art, found art, photography, tv

I sometimes find that taking pictures of the TV is helpful in sharing my amazement at the weirdness the matrix has to offer us . I'm not above TV, sneering at the common folk, haughty in my self-assured cathode ray celibacy, on my way to the regatta with a volume of Proust under my arm, my imaginary mortarboard teetering atop my healthy pulsating cortex.

Nope- I watch TV.

So I was really amazed to see this wonderful (Notice the italics? - That's me gushing...) collection of photos taken off the TV by bigshot writer Mike Sacks. I got sucked in and would have peed if I didn't have such a robust urethra. (ability to write name, put out fire, etc.) You will love it, or I will hate you. No, really I won't. Link at pic and link, link followers.

Labels: funny, humor, tv

Sure it's childish..............childishlicious!

Labels: 60's, bewitched, boner, comedy, fun, funny, television, tv

Mrs Lex10 was on the phone with me the other day and had the TV on mute. She stopped in mid conversation and rewound the DVR. That is when she was sure she discovered the secret ingredient to burritos.

Incidentally, they're off the menu henceforth.

Labels: burrito, chef, food, fork, fun, funny, Mexican, mexico, oh no, ohh, puke, sex. fun, tv

Labels: haiku, Japan, ninja, photography, tv

Let me start by saying that I went through all my old vids and maybe only one or two weren't on YouTube already.

Having said that, I recently watched Pop Gear again. This movie has some phenomenally oddball performances. Annnnnd....90% of them were in fact on YouTube. So- I gleaned 'em and here's a bunch well worth a look.

It's introduced by Jimmy Savile - possibly king of the jerkoffs. (Okay, okay, great guy etc., etc.- but hey I ain't English!)

HOWEVER- first up is something from that film that wasn't on YouTube: the gold pants dance sequence - if you like gold pants like I do, then this video is for you. You're welcome for the upload, massive fan base!



Comes next, (as my son used to say when he was a baby) is the Honeycombs singing Have I the Right, which is notable for two reasons:
The friggin' mentally-challenged-cousin-type on rhythm guitar, and the fact that the drummer, I'm pretty sure, is a dude in drag....



Tommy Quickly gives a performance of Humpty Dumpty that can only be described as excruciating. I want to punch his face off every time I see it. If I didn't have such a nice TV, I might punch it. This video infuriates me so.......

I'm punching you in my mind Tommy Quickly! In fact, I'm punching punching itself!!



UPDATE could this be another version of a sort of cultural idiom? Help me, massive fan base!!!


The Four Pennies doing Where Did you Sleep Last Night ain't no Leadbelly, but their interpretation is such a screamingly loud (for the era) go at it, sort of an end-of-folk-Dylan-at-Isle-of-Wight event, that it's quite enjoyable.



Billie Davis singing Whatcha Gonna Do? is like watching a live Thunderbirds character singing. Exquisite. Dee-lish. Helium-y. Puppet - puppet - puppet.



Steve Winwood in the Spencer Davis Group stands as exemplar of some of the great performances from this film (The Animals, Herman's Hermits, et al) so I'm including it.



Last is the creepy butt dance being done by the Roger Daltrey clone in this performance of Tobacco Road by the Nashville Teens (whatta name!) The Butt dance is mesmerizing in a scoliosis/back brace/uncontrolled intestinal problem kinda way. The performance is good tho.


All the great performances, with the exception of Matt Munro, a super boring lounge singer, will be watched over and over by me.

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Labels: 60's, Bass Guitar, BBC, butts, England, ep, hits, Irish, Music Video, performance, punch, rock, rock n' roll, Scotland, television, Top of the Pops, tv, uk, video

I've been sitting on this for a while now (so it's nice and flat) because I was worried about too much comics stuff, but the PCL Linkdump (where I contribute) put up the Girl From U.N.C.L.E. Soundtrack and I decided it was time....

So, here (and at the image) is the Girl From U.N.C.L.E. Comic!!



It also got me thinking about a friend I had when I first got married who loved the Man From U.N.C.L.E. He writes movie scripts and has a blog- go see it: The World of Wolcott Wheeler. He's got a dark vision!

Every U.N.C.L.E. story was referred to as an "Affair" this use of euphemism reminded me of this routine by the great Mitchell & Webb:

Labels: 60's, beauty, cockney, comics, history, tv

When I first saw this in the film "Don't Knock the Rock" my eyeballs almost fell outta my head.

Years later, I got to meet a couple of the remaining Treniers at Resorts International, in the hole known as A.C. Nice guys. seemed a little embarassed about this performance, though - perhaps it was because they had become so lounge and mature.

We did not poon upon departing, by the way........

The entry "A Poon is a Hug" can be found here.

Labels: 1953, 1957, 1962, 50's, 78RPM, comedy, film, fun, funny, record, rock, rock n' roll, tv, video, vinyl, wonder

Compare:


One thing we all agree on, the Misfits songs are better.

Labels: 80s, rock, rock n' roll, tv, video

SHINSHUN KAKUSHIGEI TAIKAI which, as far as I can tell is "Left Pig Team vs. Right Pig Team Talent Show" It probably has an elegant translation, but if you watch it you'll see what I mean: one act after another representing two teams. Ice xylophone players, kettle drum trios, square log rolling, E.T. mini-dramas, new wave magicians, and tons of commercials.

I had a friend who taught English as a Second Language and I asked him if he had any students who were Japanese and did they have any Japanese TV shows, because they were, like the U.S. on the NTSC color standard. He did, he asked and I was given this tape.

I didn't really edit it, so there's one or two glitches, and no beginning but it's like turning on the wayback machine and tuning in a 1983 Japanese TV to see what's on. Unadulterated. Wacky. Compelling.

It runs 1 hour and 47 minutes so if you pause for a while and let it load you can skip around. Conversely, if you watch it, you'll find it pretty mesmerizing at times.

Labels: amateur, commercials, contest, Japan, new wave, talent, tv, wow

I usually take scores of pix each Fourth, but this time just some choice images:

A Galaxie 500 worthy of Rev. Horton Heat:


Legendary Philadelphia-area children's show hostess Sally Starr


Gourmet tractorness -

with babies, no less


Wandering Israelites:


Chaps in chaps


And possibly the greatest single marketing genius naming, our Fire Department:


YAY! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!

Labels: cars, Jim Heath, tractor, tv

Found this copy of TV Mirror from 1975. Endless stories of bad soap stars amongst the listings, but more astoundingly, a hair-raising selection of column ads that really emphsiaze the benefits of electrically assisted massges......

Labels: ads, advertising, generic, tv

This pretty much sums up the core visual theme for me from my earlist childhood memories
-of smoke wafting off the pages of a flip book that had Roy Rogers firing his six-shooter - I swore it happened...
-of my sister preventing me from looking at the rainbow-colored box a plunger-style top came in, its compelling colors tractor-beaming my mind
-of the lady on Romper Room turning to me adressing me personally
-of flicker cards
-of little viewers that were junk
-of Kenner Give-A-Show
-of Viewmaster

YOU REALLY, REALLY NEED TO CLICK ON THIS PICTURE TO SEE THE BIG ONE. REALLY.


Know my brain. It's safe to do so.

Labels: 1953, 1957, 50's, Cowboy, tv, yaaaaaaH

It's strange to sitting in bed and seeing this juxtaposition of songs presented in such a prosaic and haunting way, with Ozzie's lack of expression - like he could care less and the sailors chiming in as the chorus (note the shredding rebel guitarist sailor in the back) on your anniversary.

So I hadda jump on the synchronicity of it all and find a copy of it for you.

We agreed to not get each other anything, but I broke down and splurged and got her this:


Here's a song for you baby - it sums it all up, as it always will.


and here's our song:


Ya hear me world?!?!? I love her - yaaaaaaa!!!!!

Labels: anniversary, band, harriet hilliard, love, marriage, music, ozzie nelson, performance, tv, wife