“What struck me about Palin was her cowardice. Before letting us know anything about her intelligence or knowledge, or the quality of her ideas, she was sarcastically trashing a man we’ve gotten to know and respect over the last X months, a man who had to keep his cool as the press went after his church, community and family, and kept his grace even humor at every step. Palin, in contrast, not only hasn’t been even slightly vetted, has absolutely no basis for her arrogance, no foundation. … She needs to slow down and sober up, she’s asking for a big job. It’s serious. If she were a man I’d say she was a dickhead.” One of Dave’s finer pieces in recent memory.
Heh. Behind McCain’s acceptance speech: a big ol’ picture of Walter Reed. Not the hospital, a middle school. Someone gonna get a whippin’.
It’s a good thing http://www.google.com/search?q=uva dorms kellogg global warming is fictional, cause otherwise with all the ice sheets breaking up I’d be worried.
“One of the most enduring taboos in American politics, the airing of graphic images from the September 11 attacks in a partisan context … was pronounced dead at approximately 7:40 CST, when a video aired before delegates at the Republican National Convention included slow-motion footage of a plane striking the World Trade Center, the towers’ subsequent collapse, and smoke emerging from the Pentagon.”
Interesting coverage of two interviews: Obama and O’Reilly and Katie Couric and Mrs. McCain, who didn’t seem to know which way John McCain was going on Roe vs. Wade.
An all in one iTunes assistant: lyrics and artwork download, Last.fm scrobbling, and remote. Now if GimmeSomeTunes did lyrics for songs *that weren’t currently playing we’d be in luck. Replaying all 25,000 songs in my library just to get lyrics isn’t an option.
My copy of the Virginia Glee Club‘s 1972 record, A Shadow’s On the Sundial, arrived today. I haven’t listened to much of it yet, but a quick scan of the first few tracks on the first side and a review of the liner notes (transcribed) provide the following observations:
- This is a completely different group than the rough-hewn group from 1951 (or was it 1947) that recorded Songs of the University of Virginia. No monophony here, no vigorously gasping phrases, no mediocre baritones. Don Loach should rightly be credited with introducing the tradition of countertenor singing to the Glee Club, as evidenced in the first four madrigals, and for generally setting a high level of musicianship. When I joined the group, in the second year after he and the group parted ways, much of the musical philosophy of the group was still proceeding in the fundamental direction laid down by him.
- Only four of the Summer Songs, settings written by the group’s conductor David Davis of poetry by the group’s student business manager, Michael B. Stillman (class of 1963), are included on the recording—not included is the oddly funny “Little Polly Ethylene.”
- The record’s liner notes reveal the identity of the mysterious Harrison Randolph, who in 1893 broke it out of the Glee, Mandolin and Banjo Club and set it on its path of independent existence: he was the organist in the University Chapel.
More notes as I finish listening to the record…