I never actually met Lenny other than when I was seventeen, too young for a bar, ah, but coffee houses. It was about one in the morning me and my pals showed up at the coffee house on Fort Street in Winnipeg. We didn’t know Lenny was there. A rare and most wonderful meet between Lenny Breau and us kids in a Saturday NIGHT COFFEE HOUSE. But almost nobody knew it was Lenny Breau. A rare honour.
Marshall McLuhan coined the phrase, information overload, where people reject the future in favour of a happy past where everything was great. The goood old days. I was born a year before they A-bombed Japan and by time I was three I cried to my parents that I was afraid we were going to be hit by an atomic bomb.
As the bombs and rockets continue to rot in their silos, that it gets too dangerous we might blow ourselves up with our own nuclear shit if we planned an attack. 3-2-1….uh sir, the rocket never left the ground.
I don’t want to think about this crap but if you do, I think you’ll enjoy Abby Martin’s conversation with Joe Rogan. We all suffer from information overload. Another INTERESTING CONVERSATION that in interesting ways helps to calm you, despite what we have to put up with.
When videos first became popular I tried to look away and just listen to the song.
Today it’s a video world.
For a while my favorite video was a James Taylor song.
The video was James Taylor in the studio. I liked that. Instead of all the graphics and visuals and fantastic colours taking you away from the essence of the song, just the guys playing the song. Beautifully shot and recorded of course and a great performance that was truly a kodak moment in motion.
Now, audio doesn’t reign without video. And yet it does. They can add the video later.
I don’t know if it’s really the best video but for a while now this has been my favorite video, more than a year. Still love it.
I was a radio star in Hong Kong for a while. Nice. But I often wondered how long it would last. An old toy tossed in the corner. Didn’t happen because I had, like a three legged stool. When I wasn’t doing VO I was writing. When I wasn’t writing I was producing. Which means I was always getting paid from one or more legs of that stool.
When this tune emerged I was already no longer a radio star. So it didn’t hurt that much personally but it’s true, video killed the radio star.