Making Vincent Smile…

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We went to a Vincent Van Gogh exhibit down in Columbia, SC today.

I get the impression that Vincent wasn’t a real party animal.

He seemed kind of “intense” or something.

Hmmmmmm.

My fantasy while I stared at this painting was sitting down with him to share a couple of glasses of absinthe and making him laugh his pants off.

The pants coming off weren’t part of the fantasy.

That’s just a figure of speech.

The fantasy part was making him laugh.

Or, at least, smile.

I guess it’s kind of like Hitler.

What if somebody told him early on that his art was GREAT?!

He might have been nicer to folks.

Anyway….Vincent wouldn’t have been who he was if things had been easier for him.

Who creates great art if they don’t get tortured….at least a little?

That would have been cool to make him smile.

Even the most tortured of souls should laugh every once in a while.

“POSTMAN PETER! POSTMAN PETER! POSTMAN PETER! HE’S ALWAYS UP TO SOMETHING!! POSTMAN PETER! POSTMAN PETER! HE’S ALWAYS UP TO SOMETHING!!”

Our five-year old was singing this tonight when she was getting ready for bed.

I’m a legend.

I wonder what she thinks I’m “up to”, though?!

I’m up to a lot…just not a lot that she knows about.

Hmmmm.

Here’s a picture of Sparrow from a couple of years back.

She’s the one who’s always up to something.

I wonder how she has the cojones to accuse me of something like that?

Funny little squirt….singing a funny song about her Daddy.

Big Band of Brothers….”Whipping Post”

Heard this today….a jazz version of the Allman Brothers’ song “Whipping Post”.

Good stuff.

I listened to a lot of Allman Brothers in High School….usually with limited interest.

I liked them…but I was more of a “Beatles guy”.

What a great band.

I guess that I resented living in the south and being “subjected” to Southern Rock….just because I lived in the south.

I was wrong to think that.

The Almanns were a jazz band.

Duane was like Coltrane.

Great stuff.

Farley’s Angels Play Sunny…

I was cyber-stalking a buddy this morning when I came across this video.

It’s a nice version of “Sunny” by a group called Farley’s Angels.

My buddy isn’t in this group.

He was in this commercial a while ago.

I don’t remember him ever wearing this much makeup when we were hanging out.

Crazy times.

Google?

Crazy.

My buddy’s name is Marc.

He’s playing the fairy.

Noah Gundersen live at the Paste Studio NYC….Manhattan Center

Awwww….

Noah Gundersen is pretty great.

Great enough to sit through some lame interviewing to listen to three songs in nineteen minutes.

That’s kind of a shame.

I wish they’d let the guys on this show play more and I wish the host would talk less.

Wish…wish…wish.

A bunch of fishes.

If you don’t know Noah’s music….check him out.

The stuff he does with his brothers and sisters is good, too.

Finneas

I heard an interview with Finneas where he said that one of the things he wanted to avoid was being considered “good for his age”.

Man.

This dude is good for any age.

Funny how all that goes….

And…funny how it goes when your little sister is famous.

Of course….she and Finneas are a strong team…so who she is now is in huge part because of who they were together growing up in a creative and musical family.

Anyway….now it’s Finneas’ turn…

Do you know who his sister is?

Her name is Billie.