Monday, September 20, 2010

full metal meltdown

Christine O'Donnell says she is all done with witchcraft. She says there hasn't been any of that since she "dabbled into" the practice while in high school.

O'Donnell supporters are quick to point out that the dabbling into occurred over a decade ago.

She is currently running double digits behind the Democratic candidate for the Delaware Senate seat, Chris Coons. His detractors have pointed out that he once described himself as having been transformed from a conservative suburban kid into a "bearded Marxist" by a trip to Kenya, where he witnessed poverty of a type he hadn't previously known existed. They don't mention that he wrote this 20 years ago.

Live and learn, I always say.

So, to wrap it up, in a nutshell, and boiling it all down to gravy, finally, in conclusion, I'd like to dedicate this wonderful song to Christine O'Donnell. It's the definitive '50's version of an American classic, as significant in its own way as Bach's unaccompanied cello suites. I only wish we had access to what comes after the song, with Johnny Otis sitting down behind the drums and Lionel Hampton playing vibes.

Hamp was a great drummer in his own right, but he never played traps very much after Benny Goodman discovered him playing vibraharp in a restaurant in Hawaii back in 1930-whatever-it-was, and he was soon appropriated for the Benny Goodman Trio, which at that point became the Benny Goodman quartet.

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