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Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 7:56 am
by eCat

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 8:07 pm
by Bklyn
Well, here is one for the case of big cats over bears...

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/05/0 ... 79078.html

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 8:21 pm
by hedge
I don't really think of John Prine as a country singer. Not really sure he fits neatly into any genre, but he's been around forever and probably as well-connected as anybody in the music industry. Kind of a Leonard Cohen figure in that regard...

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 8:31 pm
by AlabamAlum
Leonard Cohen is my favorite country singer.

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 8:32 pm
by AlabamAlum
Frans de Waal: Moral behavior in animals



An entertaining piece...the capuchin monkey bit is great.

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 10:20 pm
by 10ac
Do the reins come with it.

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 11:49 am
by CAT
eCat--I owe you an apology--a sincere one. I thought you were being facetious about John Prine--I was wrong being on the wrong thread. Only pitiful excuse I have is the loss of his brother hit me hard--but, if there is a way to die his was the way! He was always so much fun--always smiling and was looking forward to going on my England trip in October. Cancer was diagnosed suddenly and too late so they moved his hospital bed into the family room and his wife had open house for his friends telling us, he is on a morphine drip, no pain and in and out of it but come anytime. We went over to see him and it was the most joyous and peaceful experience. Albeit terribly sad to say goodbye to a loved one, he was in the center of his family life, friends coming to sit a while and hold his hand or give him a kiss--he knew and heard most although he could not respond much of the time even the children running in and out stopped to hold his hand or lay their head on his bedside--then carry on with what they were doing. He squeezed my hand gently a few times as I babbled on and laughed about things we had done and especially talking to John Prine's wife--an Irish girl--we were teasing each other and Doug squeezed my hand again, when my husband grasped his hand and said who he was Doug opened his eyes and gave a small smile--a joy! The atmosphere in the house was that of peace--not maudling--everyone had accepted the inevitable and was making sure Doug's journey was exactly as he would have wanted it--filled with love, laughter, family, friends. Services will be family only and in a month or so will be a party-- borrowing words from Liza's song--"When I go I want to go like Doug" (apologies to Elsie!) here is a clip of the two brothers John playing Paradise and Doug the dancing fool!
Sorry for my rambling.....


Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 6:22 pm
by hedge
Sorry for your loss, CAT...

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 6:13 pm
by billy bob bocephus
Leonard Cohen is my favorite country singer.
He was the prototypical Canadian country singer, that's for sure

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 10:36 pm
by Dave23
Thanks, Rat...being a grandpa is very cool...

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 10:50 pm
by Jungle Rat
I can only hope its at least 10 years before I get to enjoy that.

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 11:29 pm
by hedge
I don't think I can wait that long...

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 11:45 am
by eCat
this is a you had to be there kind of story, but one that highlights me living at the intersection of where redneck meets city in Clermont County.

last night was my daughters 6th grade band concert. nothing major, they play 3 or 4 songs that are pretty basic - but the gym is packed. Maybe 500+ people crammed into this place.

so anyways, they start off with introductions and in the middle of the crowd on the upper bleachers there is a rowdy family that is cheering at the top of their lungs.

so it goes like this

"we'd like to start tonight off with a march that highlights our brass section"

People start off with polite applause and in the midst of it you hear

YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH BABY, WHOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO YEAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ALLLLLLRIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHHHHHHTTT!!!!!!!

I mean way over the top for the event, they drown out the golf claps, I don't know if they were drunk or what. I was sitting at the end of the bleachers so I wasn't really connected with it.

But immediately after it you hear a guy somewhere near them say 'if you don't stop it I'm going to have you escorted out of here". Of course who is going to escort anyone out of a 6th grade band concert? The janitor?

So the band finished the first song and the family goes apeshit - standing up , screaming

YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH BABY, WHOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO YEAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ALLLLLLRIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHHHHHHTTT!!!!!!!

seriously, it was like they were watching WWE wrestling or something instead of some nerdy kids playing notes off key

then the band director announces the second song, I forget what it is - same thing

YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH BABY, WHOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO YEAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ALLLLLLRIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHHHHHHTTT!!!!!!!
(or some variation)

so then we hear "I have TOLD YOU TO STOP IT , THIS IS THE LAST TIME OR I WILL HAVE YOU ESCORTED OUT"

The song starts, they finish, almost the same thing but slightly softer and shorter

YEAAAAAAAAH!

"YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW!"

so of course they don't leave and now I'm cracking up because for once, I'm not in the middle of this craziness and don't give a shit what happens either way, the band director announces the last song called "Fireworks" followed by

YEAAAAAAAAH!
YEAAAAAAAAH!
YEAAAAAAAAH!

so the song finishes, the crowd gives the kids a standing ovation and the family leaves from the upper top of the bleachers walking down the steps yelling


YEAAAAAAAAH!
YEAAAAAAAAH!
YEAAAAAAAAH!

much to the relief of the guy who was hell bent on shutting these people up.

The family walks out the door of the gym into a big hallway that connects it to the rest of the school and for the most part I guess everyone forgets about them.

The 6th grade bands picks up their instruments and leaves (and I'm wishing I could now too but I'm stuck at the end of the bleachers) and the 7th grade band comes into the room and starts setting up.

The 7th grade band teacher walks up to the microphone and gives a talk about how hard the kids works, yada, yada, yada and then lists the 3 songs they will play.

The band director then has a band play some scales to warm up, and then announces the first song which is Amazing Grace which is immediately followed by

YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH BABY, WHOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO YEAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ALLLLLLRIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHHHHHHTTT!!!!!!!

coming out of the hallway which had me bent over laughing in tears. I think I was the only one that found it funny but it made what was a painful night semi entertaining for me.

I didn't hear them anymore after that so I think they had kids in the 6th grade and just stuck around for the first song long enough to know they irritated the asshole up in the stands.

They had a professional group there to record the concerts and made CD's for people. I'm not sure if they had anything to do with how loud they were (as in they wanted to be on the record) or why the guy was pissed (thinking they were ruining the record)

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 1:54 pm
by crashcourse
why does that story usually start out as "hey doc I got this friend who noticed ............"

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 3:09 pm
by Jungle Rat
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Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 3:24 pm
by crashcourse
good stuff or should I say good snuff

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 3:27 pm
by hedge
I like when he prods him at the end and one of his compatriots asks "What the fuck you doing?"

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 10:40 pm
by 10ac
I think it's fake.

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 9:49 pm
by Bklyn
how did that bot slide through? Was it the NSA in response to the "pork" posts?

Re: Uncle Bud

Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 10:38 pm
by aTm
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