One of the greats. Warren Zevon in top form. The lyrics are oddly…pertinent, as well. More on Zevon here. He died of lung cancer in 2003 at age 56. Gray-haired me looks at this and thinks, I want my muscles back. Oh the young men. The young, young men.
Perhaps you’ve already seen this on Twitter. You could have, if you follow me. Speaking of which, I just tweeted out this link to a photo essay I posted to Medium. It pretty much covers the last few posts here, plus this video.
Video is 1080p HD! Adjust setting in viewer for full effect. Damn it all. Here I was all set to jump back in with a fine big story, but current events grabbed me by the throat and wouldn’t let go. Be that as it may, I’m alive and kicking. Enjoy the video—an excellent metaphor for [...]
Thank you, commenter M.J., for inadvertently reminding me of where I picked up the phrase “metaphysical distress.” It was from Ed Sanders’ introduction to a recording of the Fugs’ “Swinburne Stomp” from their 1965 debut album, to wit: “In the key of metaphysical distress, the Swinburne Stomp!” Be sure to listen to the whole performance, [...]
More iPhone 6s Plus video. Check the settings and you can watch it at 1080p. Here’s another river video. This one shows you what it looks like turning downstream. I shot this at the end of October on a beautiful warm day. The water is so clear!