A little something to get you through this Friday afternoon:
Lucky Town - My buddy Foley and I came up with this definition when we were many, many beverages deep up in Collingwood two weeks ago. What can I say? We were doing our part to shape the lexicon. It turns out I've been down to Lucky Town more than I'd probably like to admit, and this weekend will probably be no exception.
Jewels and Binoculars - Any jazz trio that takes it's name from my favourite Dylan tune deserves some publicity on the blog."Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet..."
I defy anyone to find a better opening line.
A number of readers have pointed me in the direction of the passing of Tim Russert. I have to admit that I wasn't all that familiar with Russert's work on Meet the Press, but any diehard fan of the Buffalo Bills is a friend of mine. The video clip in the top right-hand corner of this piece is fantastic. There is little doubt that Tim Russert will be sorely missed in the Queen City.
Two weeks ago, when I heard that Bo Diddley had died, two things immediately came to mind. The first was that we had lost one of the founding fathers of rock and roll. Bo Diddley was responsible for inventing that perfect rock-rhythm (Bomp-ba-Bomp-ba-Bomp.... Bomp-Bomp...), and he recorded one of the greatest rock and roll songs we've ever known: Who Do You Love. Oh yeah, and this little performance wasn't bad either.
The second thing that came to mind was his appearance in what has to be considered the best commercial in the history of television. This was a classic: