reflections, ruminations, ramblings and rants on music, books, beer, politics, technology, media, family, etc, etc. from a retired old man, music collector, librarian, political observer, technology geek, veteran, history buff, beer enthusiast, sci-fi fan, obsessive mixtaper and former DJ. I've also gathered writings from the past several years posted in various social media platforms. This blog has become an editing tool for my writings and everything here is a work in progress.
Sunday, May 31, 2020
The Mysterious Island
Saturday, May 30, 2020
2666
Thursday, May 28, 2020
Vinyl Spins - Bruce & John
I always associate early Springsteen with my friend John who passed away a few years ago. I came home on leave a few times in 1973 and John was always there to go downtown and take me to a small club to see some musician I hadn’t heard of before like Jackson Browne, Tom Waits and Bruce Springsteen. In 1974 John moved in with me in the house I had just bought and I loved exploring his record collection. We saw a lot of music together in those years.
We went to 6 Springsteen shows together in 1973-1975. Twice in a small club, twice in a college gym and twice at the Tower Theater. They were all long fantastic performances. The best. I miss John and haven’t seen Springsteen since then when I stopped going to arena concerts.
I saw Springsteen perform six times in 1973-1975. Twice in a small club, twice in a college gym and twice at the Tower Theater. All six I saw with my special music friend John. I came home on leave a few times in 1973 and John was always there to go downtown and take me to a small club to see some musician I hadn’t heard of before like Jackson Browne, Tom Waits and Bruce Springsteen.
All six I saw with my friend John who took me to a club to see him when I was home on leave back in 1973. John was a special music friend, we shared a house for a while and I loved exploring his album collection. John passed away a few years ago and I have great memories of the music we saw together.
Grandfather
My grandfather was George J. Emery Sr. He was born in 1898 and died in 1950 which was the year before I was born. He married my grandmother Katherine Galvin in 1921. They had five children together and my father George J. Emery Jr. was the eldest.
The family had a small corner grocery store on Tioga Street in North Philadelphia which kept them afloat during the Great Depression. They lived in the building above the store which was about a block away from the busy corner of Broad and Erie avenues. That intersection was a public transportation hub for several trolley lines and the subway system with lots of stores and restaurants near by including a Horn and Hardarts automat. I spent my high school years at that corner every school day but never knew the old family store and home was around the corner.
Running the store was a family business. My grandmother's mother and her aunt also lived in the house and helped with the store.
My grandmother died a week or so after giving birth to their first daughter in 1932. My grandfather with the help of his mother-in-law and her sister continued with the store and raising the four boys and the new baby girl. The boys were George, Joe, Ed and Jack. The little girl was Kate.
During World War II my father worked at the Navy Ship Yard as a machinist. He was turned down by the draft board because they determined he had TB in his lungs. Later the advance in x-ray technology showed that instead of TB he actually had some tiny metal debris in his lungs from working in the machine shop. Uncle Joe and Uncle Ed served in the Navy during the war.
My grandfather married Clara Smith in 193x and they had two children. Charles and Dorothy.
They sold the house and business in the 1940's near the end of the war and relocated the family to the Germantown section of Philadelphia. They bought a house on the corner of Greene and Logan across the street from St. Francis of Assissi Church and school. At that time the convent for the parish was next door. The home had been a doctor's office and later it would be converted into a funeral parlor. The family lived in that house for about eight years along with Granny and Aunt Nellie. Seven kids and four adults.
A couple of years after my grandfather died in 1950 Nana (Clara) sold the house and moved the family down the street to the 4700 block of Greene. That was the house I remember as a child. Nana would live there with Granny, Aunt Nellie and her two children. By this time the older children were married and out of the house.
My father met my mother in the little corner grocery store across the street from the house on the corner of Greene and Logan. My mother was raised about a block away on Seymour Street near Greene.
- My great grandfather was George Walter Emery born 1872 died 1926 age 54.
- My great grandmother was Teresa Agnes Maguire born 1872 died 1955 age 82. She was Granny and lived down the street from us. Her sister was Aunt Nellie Maguire who I remember very well.
- My great grandfather was Edward Galvin born 1869 in Ireland died 1929 age 59.
- My great grandmother was Katherine Finley born 1872 in Ireland died 1946 age 73.
Wednesday, May 27, 2020
Naked Lunch the Book
Tuesday, May 26, 2020
Love In The Time Of Cholera
Monday, May 25, 2020
Grandparents in 1919
Sunday, May 24, 2020
The Handmaid's Tale
Friday, May 22, 2020
It's Four In The Morning - mix
Tuesday, May 19, 2020
Benediktiner Hell - Glass of Beer
Monday, May 18, 2020
Yeast
Friday, May 15, 2020
Blindness
Blindness by Jose Saramago, 1995
Read in March 1999
Another plague novel. This one is about the suddenly appearing and quickly spreading disease of "white blindness" and the resulting disintegration of society by Nobel Prize for Literature winner Jose Saramago. This book was a very frightening and a realistically shocking revelation of inhumanity and loss but also of strength and endurance under unspeakable hardship.
Thursday, May 14, 2020
Uncontrollable Urge - 2003 mix
This mix has undergone various configurations over the years and has been redone recently in both the Decade 3 version in 2014 and as part of a much longer Mega Mix version in 2018. This CD mix was put together in 2003 and posted to Art of the Mix in 2004.
the mix back then... "1977, 78 were great years for music. It was also a great time to be going to college parties where all that music was being discovered for the first time. My wife (to be) was in art school from 1976 to 1979 at Tyler in Philly. I was in the film/video program at Temple. We went to lots of the art school parties and these albums were cranking on the stereo. I heard a lot of this music for the first time at these house parties. It was a great time and all these songs are from that period. Patti Smith was the goddess and the Ramones were the party animals. We would also go up to NYC in the afternoon to the art galleries and then check out the bands at CBGB's at night. There was also a lot of funk and disco at those parties but that's another mix. Robert Quine on the cover. RIP."
Here is a copy of the feedback for that mix.
FEEDBACK:
stay tuned!
I already forgot that group. Nice to see again it remembers me a lot of my Youth.
"THIS MICKS KICKS"
Great job.
NV
NV
Wednesday, May 13, 2020
The Day of the Triffids
The Day of the Triffids film released in 1963. I saw it at the New Lyric theater in our neighborhood on a Saturday matinee in late 1963 or early 1964. So I was 12. That was also a scary movie and a creepy science fiction story. The frightening part was that the meteor shower made everyone blind before the plants started eating people. These plants, the triffids, in the movie are alien creatures that came from spores brought to Earth by the meteor shower.
I thought it was a great twist that in the end that in frantic desperation the hero suddenly learns that the alien plant creatures can be killed by saltwater. Cool.
Many years later I realized the movie was based on a science fiction novel of the same name by John Wyndam written in 1951. I read the book in April 1985. It was different from the movie in some significant ways for example the plants
were an experimental species that escaped from the lab after 99% of the population is blinded by the meteor shower. This story is much more and end of the world dystopian novel without any kind of happy ending using saltwater. No, this was more about the apocalypse and how people cope with the chaos rather than a scary monster story. It is about the self-destruction of human society through scientific carelessness and maybe biological warfare. It was still a great book.John Wyndham had written other apocalyptic science fiction novels and I had intended to read at least one more but have not done it yet.
I just did a quick search and it looks like the public library has several of his books on the shelves.
Tuesday, May 12, 2020
First Memory
Cathy was born at home in my parent’s bedroom. The family
doctor lived two houses down the street and was there to deliver the baby but
something went wrong. The fire rescue ambulance was called and the house was
full of men in firefighting uniforms. There was chaos.
I remember being in the second floor hallway sitting on the
floor outside the bedroom I shared with my younger brother Tom. My older sister
Betsy was also sitting there with us. Our Aunt Mary was with us and had her
arms around us. She was our grandmother’s sister and lived up the street from
us. Her sister Aunt Frances was also there but more in the background.
The hallway had a fence like bannister overlooking the
stairs that led directly into my parent’s room. Our room was between the
bathroom and our great-grandparents room. Betsy’s room was between our parent’s
room and the bathroom. So from our spot on the floor in front of our room I
could see the rescue workers coming up the steps just below us and then go into
our parent’s room carrying a stretcher. A little later they came back down the
stairs with our mother in the stretcher. We were crying and Aunt Mary was
comforting us.
I remember that scene like it was yesterday.