There’s a fun item in today’s edition of the NY Post. Its Weird But True column mentions Representative Ed Orcutt, a Republican, of the state of Washington. He proposed a bill to tax bicyclists, who he claims expel a great amount of CO2 emissions, which contribute to greenhouse gases, and who, unlike drivers, contribute nothing to the repair or building of roads. The levy would affect those who own bikes valued at $500 or more. If this is satiric commentary on environmental laws and tax-the-rich schemes, I applaud his creativity. If he’s serious, he’s as brain dead as many of his fellow representatives and probably would be too inept to do anything outside of politics. The other day Congresswoman Maxine Walters (D) of California, who can always be counted on for nonsense, said that the automatic cuts initiated by the sequester would cost 170,000,000 jobs. Economists estimate that there are only 114,000,000 jobs -- total -- in America. I guess it’s just an example of the new math taught in public schools. What else could people like that do but work in government?
As I was channel surfing last night, I came upon an interesting music show on PBS. Hulabaloo, a variety series with revolving hosts and featuring popular acts of the day, ran a year-and-a-half on NBC from 1965-’66. It was an answer to ABC’s Shindig. I caught about 15 minutes of it between pledge breaks. I was surprised that some of it was live. The Zombies lip-synched to She’s Not There, but I’m pretty sure Eric Burdon's (The Animals) vocal on It’s My Life was live, although the music may have been pre-recorded. It was excellent. Nancy Sinatra sang live to the musical track of These Boots Are Made For Walking, as did Paul Lindsay of Paul Revere and the Raiders on Kicks. The highlight of the segment was The Righteous Brothers doing Soul and Inspiration live. It was spectacular. A few years ago PBS broadcast one of their reunion concerts. I was so disappointed, as Bill Medley, the deep voice, was hoarse. I played their .45 of You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’ to death as a teenager. I may have the worst voice in the world, but I loved to sing along to it -- and I did both parts! One advantage of having a zero octave range is that it allows you to sing anything because none of it will be good.
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I saw that show also.
ReplyDeletegreat memories with each song