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Tunes For Tuesday – Hawkwind “Orgone Accumulator”

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A sample of some obscure – and some maybe not obscure – tunes from my strange and off-the-wall collection.

Today’s selection: Hawkwind - Orgone Accumulator

Seems last week's selection was substandard so I'll try something a bit different this week.

Orgone: "a pseudoscientific concept variously described as an esoteric energy or hypothetical universal life force"
Orgone Accumulator: a device invented by Wilhelm Reich in the 1930s to collect and concentrate life energy.

Off Hawkwind's 1973 live album "Space Ritual"

Called "cosmic rock"; a bit harder in nature than psychedelia. Well - maybe a lot harder.
Crank it up and dance like nobody's sober ...

Hawkwind is blessed by none other than Lone Star Parson

Some comments:
- They're not THAT bad, but definitely an acquired taste kind of band.
- Weird and not on my playlist, but if you're driving down the road and it comes on, you can change the station.
- It's not exactly "Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun"
- They were an acid biker thing back in the day, and you can see why. I like a blast of it now and again.
- OK - it's just me, but both "Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun" and "Orgone Accumulater" are among my favorites.

And I have to agree with the last comment ... and I have more Hawkwind selections for the future playlist :)

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Remnant Of Time Past

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In about 1862, gold was discovered in Grimes Creek in what was then Washington Territory; later to become the 300 square mile Boise Basin mining district. It is claimed that more gold was eventually pulled out of the Boise Basin mines than from either the California or Klondike mines. Almost 3 million ounces of gold were produced in the district.

As it happened, the main route to the diggings was from the west. Miners from California, Oregon, and California, seeking the next promise of riches, would travel from Portland to Umatilla on the Columbia River, then overland (roughly along today's US30/I-84) by stage or wagon - crossing into what is now Idaho near Weiser on the Snake River upriver from the treacherous Hells Canyon.

A mail route was soon established along the Idaho road with two stations along the 100 mile stretch between the Snake River and Placerville, the primary town at the time in the gold district.

The major mines played out long ago, mail routes have shifted, Placerville is a near ghost-town, and the stage and mail stations no longer exist - even the ruins have melted back into the land.

Except at this one location, these roses remain - leaving with them thoughts of those who once lived here and planted them.

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Affirmative Action And “Equality” Gone Too Far

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"18 states continue to defy executive order banning biological boys in girl's sports"

Why is this even an issue? Why should it need an executive order in the first place? ... and what do states gain by insisting boys play on girls teams?
There must be money involved ...

Having been one, I understand what teenage boys get out of it ... having matured (maybe), I understand what girls lose from it.

This crap started with LBJ's Civil Rights Act and went crazy with Title IX in 1972. Then lawsuit upon lawsuit.

Now here we are.

Time to bring back a bit of discrimination and segregation back to our world.

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Well, There I Was

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stopping for gas someplace in mid-Missouri

This guy came out of the store, walked over in my direction, set his phone down, did this handstand, picked up the stuff fallen from his pockets, went back in.

Never said a word ...

I finished filling up and continued on my way.

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Tipping

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Story from Fox News

Some guy was on a date at an unspecified restaurant. He thought the service was less than it should be but left a 10% tip anyway:

The waitress allegedly "lost" his drink twice, brought him and his girlfriend the wrong appetizer and "vanished for what seemed like an eternity" when they wanted to order dessert. He paid and left a 10% cash tip, which he felt was "reasonable given the circumstances," he said.

"We were just standing up to leave when [the waitress] came over, took the cash and said, 'Seriously? This is it?'" he continued. "She had said it audibly. [apparently, the entire restaurant heard her comment]
"Then she added, 'You know, servers can't pay their rent because of people like you … If you can't tip properly, don't dine out.'"

He went back to the table, pocketed his cash tip and "left without another word."

Some people thought he was wrong.

I don't disagree with his action.

Waitress: You don't work for me, I don't sign your paycheck - you work for the restaurant. It is not my job to pay your salary; a tip is a gift, a reward/incentive for good (or exceptional) service. If you don't make enough to pay your rent, talk to your employer, not your employer's customers. Or find another job. If you don't get tips, perhaps your customers aren't satisfied with your service.

If you had acted like that towards me, not only would you have lost a tip, your employer would have lost a customer.

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Tunes For Tuesday – Gregory Alan Isakov “The Stable Song”

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A sample of some obscure – and some maybe not obscure – tunes from my strange and off-the-wall collection.

Today’s selection: Gregory Alan Isakov "The Stable Song" 2007

Born in South Africa (1979), raised in Philadelphia, living in Boulder, he is the owner and operator of Starling Farm in Boulder County, Colorado, described as "a six-acre farm focused on small-scale, bio-intensive market gardening". Many of his works are available on Utube.

"The Stable Song" is one of Isakov's most popular works.

remember when our songs were just like prayers
like gospel hymns that you called in the air
come down come down sweet reverence,
unto my simple house and ring…

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