23 July 2011
Ha

Out of date...

WTF? I fight my way to find the password to my olde blog site, I log in and read that the WordPress software needs an update. Once that is done, I log back in and the pretentious version 3.2.1 tells me that my browser is out of date. If I turn on my webcam, I have no doubt my choice of attire will be questioned. Some people live in the past. Not me. I just bought my clothes there…

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 4:31 am
13 December 2010

If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their money, first by inflation and then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around them, will deprive the people of their property until their children will wake up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.

Thomas Jefferson

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 9:41 am
10 June 2010

X – Me in Los Angeles in 1980…

Music used to be the world. Now it is just a continent or 2. I look back at my misguided youth and can pinpoint a few events that could very easily be considered “life-changing.” Grade school’s soundtrack was played on 93 KHJ, one time known as “Boss Radio,” and by the early 70s we little 13 year olds listened to the Top 30 hits like “Brandy,” “Bennie and the Jets,” some hip stuff by the Hues Corporation and some bad ass guitar induced pop by the Isley Brothers. Mixed into this lot were some good old drop the clothes Soul…Barry White, Billy Paul (Me and Mrs. Jones), The Stylistics. Mmhmmm some mighty fine pickin and a singin. And then sometime in the spring of 1975 somewhere in Southern California…well 8:00pm, Wednesday March 12, 1975 at Long Beach Arena, this 8th grade kid went to see a little band known as Led Zeppelin. They started with Rock and Roll and right into Sick Again. Then came Over the Hills and Far Away, In My Time of Dying, and by the time they rang out The Song Remains the Same (started twice due to a guitar patch cord failure), something changed in this kid’s life. My my hey hey. It was here to stay.

Now most of my friends suddenly became teenyboppers. Here was the top 3 songs of that week: 3: LOVIN’ YOU – MINNIE RIPERTON 2: LADY MARMALADE – LABELLE 1: MY EYES ADORED YOU – FRANKIE VALLI. How could you ever take that shit seriously again after having spent 3 plus hours listening to Page, Plant, Jones and Bonham at their best blasting through that smoky arena? You couldn’t. I couldn’t. Only dweebs wanted to hear Olivia Neutron Bomb singing about Being Mellow or Leo Effing Sayer singing about anything. The world had changed.

Onward thru the Fog! as the label once said… Next stop, 1977ish. By now most of me old mates had caught up and put away their childish AM radio for the powerpop tunes that came across the FM stalwarts of KMET (whoo-ya) and KLOS. Paraquat Kelly and Jim Ladd played some tunes and bongs were passed about…everyone was groovin. Zeppelin, Sabbath, Rush, Neil Young, Queen, The Stones, fucking Boston, Aerosmith, Foreigner, Kiss, Bowie, Journey…these were high fucking times man. Powerpop in its Prime. Almost everyone I knew was gettin high and blasting 94.7 or 95.5 on the Eff Em Dial. Life.Was.Great! So then I meet a young lady who talked me in to going to yet another concert…this one at the Hated Grounds of UCLA in Westwood. Some free concert by a stairway and some band I had never heard of. It wouldn’t be the first or the last concert I went to on a whim. This band had a funny name, a goofy singer, a friggin girl playing the bass. They played this song I will never forget, “Take Me to the River.” They were so much different than any of the crap we were listening to on the LA FM Titans KMET or KLOS. Now most of my friends suddenly became burnouts. Who the hell wanted to listen to The Eagles sing about some whacked out hotel or Foreigner with their stupid rhymes. I mean who gives a shit if it is urgent or not? There were Psycho Killers afoot. New Wave was here to stay…

New Wave, I hate to say, wasn’t a hit with many of the folkies I knew, but it was the good stuff. Next stop, 1980. FM 106.7 KROQ in Pasa-Dena played some awesome stuff and there was an even better station out of Long Beach, Rock n Rhythm KNAC that had the grandest library of any station.Ever. Cool DJs, easy access via phone. I could call in and request nearly any song I wanted, and within minutes it would be on the air. New Wave Greats like Suburban Lawns, T-Heads, Devo, Elvis Costello, Blondie, B-52s, Pretenders, Boingo, Missing Persons…these were great times man. New Wave at its absolute best! I was converting people to the New Wave movement of KROQ, roq of the 80s and 105.5 KNAC. Then along comes another young lady who talked me into going to yet another concert…this one at a place called the “Whisky-a-Go-Go” up on Sunset. As we drive toward the place I see on the marquee “Ray Manzarek” and I think to myself that this will be some Doors revival. Not all bad but what they hell. My companion was kinda cute. Hehe. Entering the club I notice a much different crowd than I was used to hanging with. Mixed in among the few “normal” people were a whole lotta punks. LA Punks. Not quite the likes of which one would see at New Wave Thursdays at El Paso Cantina. There was a forgettable opening act, I think…and as the speed rush starts to kick in, onto the stage comes this remarkable 4 piece band simply known as “X.” Exene and John Doe just flying. Billy Zoom playing an amazing guitar with his feet planted in concrete. DJ Bonebrake pounding the drums. Unforgettable music. My friends, the burnouts, still listened to the e v e r s o s l o w r o c k b a n d s. The bands I had once admired were now a bunch of fucking boring old guys. They played with no energy. They played with no soul. Punk had LIFE.

The 80s raged on. I look at the Punk and New Wave standouts from the like 80-83 and think that this was the best musical time ever. Some of the British Invasion bands from the 60s now made perfect sense. The Who, respect, were the original punk band. The Mods…damn they were good. I saw them play just a couple of nights before I saw X. The Who was great, even with the recent passing of Keith Moon. Kenny Jones did a stellar job. But they weren’t life changing. X was. Punk became a way of life, a style, and a culture all its own. The few years following that night in 1980 were littered with countless nights at the Hollywood clubs listening to all manner of bands, some great, some not so. The Motels, The Bang!s (soon to be known as the Bangles), Boingo, Fear, Black Flag, Missing Persons, Circle Jerks, Suicidal Tendencies, Josie Cotton, Martha and the Muffins, Pearl Harbor and the Explosions…the list was amazing. I even found time to see some big shows in 1980…The Eagles, Rush, Fleetwood Mac at the Bowl, Heart at the Forum, Pink Floyd doing The Wall. So many others…all great shows in a fucking badass time in music.

A couple years later, 1982 in San Bernardino, I fell in love with Annabella Lwin. She didn’t know it. Maybe that story will unfold on another day. To bed for me now. Fade out…

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 10:48 am
17 May 2010

Greetings after a nice weekend and a 2 week fight with the Hosting Co. The weather is finally looking like spring after 2 extra months of winter. Can we blame that little prairie dog for seeing his shadow? Ambition is not here yet..but it is getting closer. And damn the Hosting Co, and for that matther the ISP too. I aim for 26 days of posting relevant and irrelevant crap, and I hope my aim is good.

Onward. The sunlight awaits!

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 13:23 pm
9 April 2010

This is just a test of “quickpress.” I’m curious about that too….

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 18:49 pm

How funny. President Obama drops the hammer.

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 4:12 am
8 April 2010

It has been a struggle for sure, after 4 years of not posting much of anything here. I decided to do the update of the blog software. Big effing mistake. I was on version 3.10 and the current version seemed to be 5.04 or something. It took a very twisted upgrade path, and when I got near the top, it failed miserably. I think the hosting company is sending me hate mail from crashing the server over and over. Seriously. I think some poor tech was getting paged dozens of times the last few nights. So so sorry. It got to the point where I finally ditched the effort and loaded this nice crispy new WordPress 2.9.2. Sweet. It took a lot of configgerin, and a lot of css work (which I forgot how to do). I’m going to have to read up to see how outdated my code is.

Anyway, the site looks fair, and I’m being told by a good person that I should do this stuff again. I seem to agree. There are many many things to write about…so many things to vent about…so many things to be totally pissed about. There’s even a happy thing or two…but I don’t know if we will touch on that here. Hopefully I can keep this up for more than a few days this time. Fight the fight, and Fight On!

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 2:58 am

Story found on the web…

Joe gets up at 6 a.m. and fills his coffeepot with water to prepare his morning coffee. The water is clean and good because some tree-hugging liberal fought for minimum water-quality standards. With his first swallow of water, he takes his daily medication. His medications are safe to take because some stupid commie liberal fought to ensure their safety and that they work as advertised.

All but $10 of his medications are paid for by his employer’s medical plan because some liberal union workers fought their employers for paid medical insurance – now Joe gets it too.

He prepares his morning breakfast, bacon and eggs. Joe’s bacon is safe to eat because some girly-man liberal fought for laws to regulate the meat packing industry.

In the morning shower, Joe reaches for his shampoo. His bottle is properly labeled with each ingredient and its amount in the total contents because some crybaby liberal fought for his right to know what he was putting on his body and how much it contained.

Joe dresses, walks outside and takes a deep breath. The air he breathes is clean because some environmentalist wacko liberal fought for the laws to stop industries from polluting our air.

He walks on the government-provided sidewalk to subway station for his government-subsidized ride to work. It saves him considerable money in parking and transportation fees because some fancy-pants liberal fought for affordable public transportation, which gives everyone the opportunity to be a contributor.

Joe begins his work day. He has a good job with excellent pay, medical benefits, retirement, paid holidays and vacation because some lazy liberal union members fought and died for these working standards. Joe’s employer pays these standards because Joe’s employer doesn’t want his employees to call the union.

If Joe is hurt on the job or becomes unemployed, he’ll get a worker compensation or unemployment check because some stupid liberal didn’t think he should lose his home because of his temporary misfortune.

It is noontime and Joe needs to make a bank deposit so he can pay some bills. Joe’s deposit is federally insured by the FSLIC because some godless liberal wanted to protect Joe’s money from unscrupulous bankers who ruined the banking system before the Great Depression.

Joe has to pay his Fannie Mae-underwritten mortgage and his below-market federal student loan because some elitist liberal decided that Joe and the government would be better off if he was educated and earned more money over his lifetime. Joe also forgets that his in addition to his federally subsidized student loans, he attended a state funded university.

Joe is home from work. He plans to visit his father this evening at his farm home in the country. He gets in his car for the drive. His car is among the safest in the world because some America-hating liberal fought for car safety standards to go along with the tax-payer funded roads.

He arrives at his boyhood home. His was the third generation to live in the house financed by Farmers’ Home Administration because bankers didn’t want to make rural loans.

The house didn’t have electricity until some big-government liberal stuck his nose where it didn’t belong and demanded rural electrification.

He is happy to see his father, who is now retired. His father lives on Social Security and a union pension because some wine-drinking, cheese-eating liberal made sure he could take care of himself so Joe wouldn’t have to.

Joe gets back in his car for the ride home, and turns on a radio talk show. The radio host keeps saying that liberals are bad and conservatives are good. He doesn’t mention that the beloved Republicans have fought against every protection and benefit Joe enjoys throughout his day. Joe agrees: “We don’t need those big-government liberals ruining our lives! After all, I’m a self-made man who believes everyone should take care of themselves, just like I have.”

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 2:20 am
7 April 2010

Part I. The Big Store comes to your town. You see an ad in your local paper, “The Big Store officials to meet with city council to discuss new store in your town. Yippee!!” The BIg Store puts an ad in the paper, buys some radio time on the local station talking about all the new jobs and all the lower prices on merchandise and all the new sales taxes that will be collected!! Hooray!! Our Saviour cometh!!

Part II. The Big Store meets the city council again, only this time seriously. Yes we will build our store in your city…and you are going to help. You know those usage fees you normally charge businesses? Forget about that. We don’t pay. You know those property taxes you charge businesses of our size? Haha we don’t pay close to that amount. You know the new roads for our trucks? Haha we don’t pay for that either. You know the electrical costs normally charged for businesses and the corresponding taxes? Hahaha forget about it. Sales taxes? We’ll give you half of what you usually get. Payroll taxes? Haha not to your city. What?? Oh? You don’t like it? Our publicity staff will say that you are against new jobs in the area. Against The Big Store? Do the words “Recall Election” mean anything to you? We will replace you with someone who is more than willing to go along with this. A lockstepping republican, no doubt.

Part III. The Big Store comes. Everyone cheers. Lower prices everywhere. The mom and pop stores close. Jobs are lost. Businesses are lost. Tax revenue drops. The Big Store doesn’t pay their fair share like the mom and pop store did. By the time your city finishes paying off all the lost income…errrrr…makes up for the tax incentives doled out, things like emergency services and libraries have been cut. People wonder why. The person on the radio says it is the liberal’s fault. They want to tax away the businesses. “Damn those liberals,” hollers the OxyContin, Lorcet and hydrocodone addicted moral authority. Yes, those tax hungry liberals have done away with the libraries and the clinics and everything else a nice society has. I don’t see the republicans rushing to the rescue.

We may not have jobs or money anymore, or libraries or emergency rooms or free clinics or a conscience, but at least we have these new Big Stores.

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 22:19 pm

Testing 1.2.3.

Forgot about this little icon. I guess I shouldn’t care much about things missing. It isn’t like I used this much in the past few years.

Filed under:La Voz del Norte — la voz @ 21:43 pm
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