Friday, October 25, 2019

Hoodies


Amidst all sorts of topics I cover, I like to keep a broad range, including some more mundane ones.  In this case, a type of clothing I recently discovered.   They’re highly casual, and maybe beneath my age range (50), but very comfortable and very practical.  They’re light enough for all but the warmest summer weather, and heavy enough for all but the coldest winter weather, and I live in an area – Northern Virginia – which gets snow in the winter and heat waves in the summer. 

The hood itself is nice, as it acts as a de facto umbrella for all but the heaviest rain, for which an umbrella is essential.  The front pocket – which is one reason I prefer pullovers over zip-ups – acts as a handy place to keep the smartphone. 

I’m not keen on zip-up hoodies, preferring pullovers, but in one case I had to take the former as the latter was not available.   I attended a festival which featured a hoodie with the distinctive image of the Maryland flag, so the purchase was not binding but certainly persuasive.

The remaining hoodies are all pullovers, these being the topics thereof:   

All Them Witches (black).   The only decent item at their concession, but it’s good enough to wear. 

Clutch (black).   Psychic Warfare!  You better believe it!

Grateful Dead, Live/Dead (red).  The Live/Dead album from the late 60s is the imagery and theme.

Hofmann (Heineken) (green).  An homage to the famous Swiss chemist of Sandoz.  Note that his name is spelled with ONE f and TWO n’s. 

Judas Priest (black).  Purchased at the first of two Priest concerts at the Anthem in DC, for the Firepower tour (most recent album).

Kyuss (black).   The famous stoner rock band which featured Josh Homme and Nick Oliveiri of QOTSA and Brant Bjork.

Minnesota Vikings (purple).   A very light purple, and VIKINGS isn’t even in the older or newer logos. 

Queens of the Stone Age (red).  My favorite album of theirs is Rated R, which is usually blue.   This is one of the earlier albums back when Nick Oliveiri was still in the band.  Later they re-released it as a deluxe edition in red, Rated Rx.

Friday, October 18, 2019

MetALiCCa


I saw Metallica’s second orchestral collaboration, S&M 2, on Wednesday night at the movie theater, and enjoyed about half of it:  the half corresponding to their material from 1983 to 1991, which was the beginning and the end of the show.  It occurred to me that Metallica has indulged in a few affectations over the years.   These are represented by the A, L, C and C uppercase.

Acoustic.   I got their Helping Hands album recorded earlier this year.  Of 12 songs, a full third, 4, were covers:  “When A Blind Man Cries” (Deep Purple), “Please Don’t Judas Me” (Nazareth), “Turn the Page” (Bob Seger), and “Veteran of the Psychic Wars” (Blue Oyster Cult).  The remaining songs were “Disposable Heroes”, “The Unforgiven III”, “Bleeding Me”, “Nothing Else Matters”, “All Within My Hands”, “Enter Sandman”, “The Four Horsemen”, and “Hardwired”.

I’m getting really fed up with acoustic albums, and I think we can blame Tesla, a band I’d otherwise be praising, for this thanks to their Five Man Acoustical Jam. 

My assessment is that if a song was originally electric it will not sound any better as an acoustic song. 

I suppose I should distinguish songs which were acoustic from the beginning, and metal bands are surprisingly competent at doing so.   That being the case, their electric songs still work better in their original format than pretentiously reduced to acoustic parameters.   When it comes to bands’ ability to write original material in the acoustic format, I give Alice in Chains & Jerry Cantrell the top honors, with SAP and Jar of Flies being superlative.  Everyone else should stick to electric.

Here’s an idea: instead of this acoustic crap, how about taking songs which were originally acoustic and make electric, heavy versions of those?   Go for it! 

Live.  Actually, I can’t really call live albums an affectation.   For that reason I’ll give them a pass on that.  In fact, I’ll give them credit:  they’re releasing all of their shows from the most recent tour as live albums, not just a single live album per tour.  They haven’t matched their San Francisco comrades the Grateful Dead policy of playing a different set each night; their sets are about 80% identical night by night with 2-3 slots as wildcards.  [Dead & Company, the current incarnation of Jerry Garcia’s classic band, are also releasing all shows on MP3 and CD, as Metallica are.]  I picked up the May 2017 show at M&T Bank Stadium in Baltimore, which is the show my brother and I saw for the Hardwired tour.  Of course I already had Live Shit: Binge & Purge, recorded on the Black Album tour. 

More recently, they have Live at Grimey’s, which is setlist heavy on older tunes – “Fuel” being the only one from later than Metallica.  In fact, it’s excellent enough to warrant sharing:  “No Remorse”, “Fuel”, “Harvester of Sorrow”, “Welcome Home (Sanitarium)”, “For Whom the Bell Tolls”, “Master of Puppets”, “Sad But True”, “Motorbreath”, and “Seek and Destroy”.  THREE songs from Kill ‘Em All!  This show was the night before their Bonnaroo show in 2008, which itself was a remarkable set:  
https://www.setlist.fm/setlist/metallica/2008/great-stage-park-manchester-tn-53d6dfc9.html.  Sadly, only one track from that show (“Sad But True”) made it to recording.  We’ll have to enjoy the Grimey’s set instead…

Covers.  Yet again, comrades Tesla did this with Real To Reel, but they did this clever thing of releasing the first disc normally with the second disc picked up on the tour, which of course I attended (fall 2007).  I actually got Frank Hannon, who had been running the concession stand at the Ram’s Head Live at that show (aside from actually performing) to sign my CD insert – after he gave me disc 2.

Anyhow.   Metallica has been doing covers for awhile, and its Garage Inc did a remarkable job of a full new disc (#1) and compiling previous covers on Disc 2.  That’s in addition to the Garage Days Re-Revisited EP, the first endeavor with bassist Jason Newsted.   

Classical.  It’s now been twenty years since Metallica’s first classical collaboration, S&M, which gave us “No Leaf Clover”.  I have it on CD and have listened to it a few times.  At that time ReLoad was the most recent album, so of 21 songs, 7 were from Load and ReLoad, or one third. 

Now there’s S&M 2, twenty years after the first S&M show, a live show with an orchestra backing them up.  They’ll be adding another night, 10/30, on which you can see them in a local movie theater.  I would imagine when the run is over, the soundtrack (DVD/CD/MP3) will be available.  

Here’s what prompted me to do this blog, because I came to two conclusions based on this, one specific to Metallica and the other more general.

Metallica.   I liked Hardwired when it came out, considering it a change from the prior albums, which is to say Load, ReLoad, St Anger, and Death Magnetic, a series I’ll refer to as the Loadwired albums.  However, when it came to the middle of this set of S&M 2, I realized something.  After “For Whom The Bell Tolls”, the band plays nine Loadwired songs, including three (“Confusion”, “Moth into Flame”, and “Halo on Fire”) from Hardwired, before returning to “Anesthesia (Pulling Teeth)” in set 2.  All nine sounded equally “meh” to me.  Now, “meh” for Metallica isn’t crap, manure, commercial, or unendurable, but with so many other awesome songs on Kill ‘Em All through Metallica, I could do without any of the Loadwired songs taking up place in the set. 

And I could not aesthetically distinguish the three from Hardwired from the other six of that era.  That being the case, Metallica (aka the Black Album), is the cutoff point for the material I’m going to listen to on a regular basis and enjoy.  The Loadwired stuff is to be endured periodically and far less often, and I do have all of it on CD. 

On the other hand, some people arbitrarily stick with the Cliff Burton material, meaning you have only three albums to choose from – Kill ‘Em All, Ride the Lightning, and Master of Puppets.  It also means you’re going to miss the 9 excellent songs from …And Justice For All and twelve of Metallica.  This includes “One”.  Because you’re too pissy about “The Unforgiven” and “Nothing Else Matters”, you’ll also miss out on “Harvester of Sorrow” and “Sad But True”. 

Hey, it’s your loss.

General.  The more I hear these live albums where a band performs its material with an orchestra, the more I consider these to be an affectation. 

For songs I already liked, the orchestra really doesn’t add much more.  And for songs – like those Loadwired songs – which I never cared for to begin with, the orchestra doesn’t turn it into a song I now like. 

Let’s go a step further and briefly address bands releasing original classical music of their own (which disqualifies ELP’s Pictures at an Exhibition, by Modest Mussorgsky).

Atom Heart Mother.  I love this Pink Floyd album, although the band itself doesn’t.  Gilmour has been playing “Fat Old Sun” in his solo sets these days, and Waters has been playing “If”, but that’s side two, isn’t it?  And we all love Wright’s contribution, “Summer ‘68”.   I suppose we should say it’s the “Atom Heart Mother Suite” which takes up all of side A that the band really detests as overindulgent and pretentious, but I listen to the album in its entirety on a regular basis.  Hell, the album cover alone, with the cow, is distinctive and noteworthy. 

Deep Purple can claim the distinction of Concerto for Group and Orchestra, from September 1969, not only the first musical operation of Deep Purple Mark II which had finally formed that summer – Rod Evans and Nick Simper shown the door, and Ian Gillan and Roger Glover finally abandoning Episode Six and joining up – but also one of the first rock & orchestra collaborations.  Mind you, this wasn’t Deep Purple’s regular material – which at that point would have been exclusively Mark I material anyway – but original classical music written by keyboardist Jon Lord expressly for this project.  I have it on DVD and watched it once.  Blackmore plays his red ES335.  It’s done at the Royal Albert Hall.  It was interesting but hardly had me compelled to watch it again.

Days of Future Passed.  The Moody Blues album deserves credit as well, and predates Concerto by two years (1967).  In this case the orchestra was real – the London Festival Orchestra – but the material was expressly written and recorded with the orchestra ab initio.  And this is an album I’ll listen to far more often than Concerto.  The Blues themselves have played the album live in its entirety fairly recently (2017) with the full orchestra.  I can venture to say that Concerto didn’t get a repeat performance, and with Jon Lord resting in peace and the rest of the band close to packing it in, isn’t likely to in the near future.

How did we get to Atom Heart Mother and Days of Future Passed from Metallica???  Classical music, two S&M performances.  Given that we know Metallica has no objection to playing covers, perhaps S&M 3 should add in Floyd and the Moody Blues.  Think about it, guys….

*****

People seem to love hating on Metallica, and I find about 50% of the crap to be justified.  But for all my dozing off during the Loadwired material, I certainly came back when “Anesthesia (Pulling Teeth)” resumed a set section I knew would be exclusively older material.  Now let me sit back and enjoy the Grimey’s show….

Friday, October 11, 2019

RAMBO

Running out of ideas.   How long can I keep up blogging every week?  We’ll see, won’t we?  This is actually #708.  

Recently I caught the fifth and most recent, and presumably the last, Rambo film in the movie theater.  I’d seen the first one, of course, in the movie theater in Paris when it came out; I probably saw #2 and 3 on VHS/DVD, and saw #4 on DVD.   I’ll keep it brief as I don’t have a lot to say about this anyway but I still feel the character and films are worth discussing briefly.

RAMBO (First Blood) (1982).   Sylvester Stallone, an aging Vietnam veteran, seeks out one of his ever-dwindling comrades in Twin Peaks, Washington, only to be physically harassed by local police who aren’t particularly nice and accuse him of vagrancy simply for being “not from around here”.   They even physically abuse him, though it appears to fall short of rectal intrusion.  Even so, the experience is unpleasant, evocative of his experiences in Vietnam, and above all totally unjustified.
 
So he fights back, winding up in the nearby forest, successfully defending himself against the local National Guard unit – obviously none of whom have any actual combat experience, let alone with the US Special Forces, aka Green Berets.   His former commander, Colonel Trautman (Richard Crenna) shows up and advises the locals of who they’re dealing with, and finally gets to speak to Rambo himself.   The man expresses intense frustration at the way his fellow veterans were treated after the war, which is something we can understand.   Certainly the sheriff, Teasle (Brian Dennehy) isn’t particularly likeable. 

Remarkably, despite much ammo being shot and explosions and property damage, only one fatality – the sheriff falling from the helicopter – which was unintentional on Rambo’s part.  Angry, yes, but not vindictive or sadistic – his violence is measured, targeted, and precise.

RAMBO II (1985).   Rambo returns to Vietnam, ostensibly to ascertain that no POWs still exist, instead finding that they are there.  He teams up with a Vietnamese operative, Co Bao, is captured by the NVA and tortured by their Soviet advisors, but eventually breaks free, destroys the POW camp, rescues the POWs, and returns to camp to confront Murdock (Napier).  Yet again, he’s been set up to fail.   Nonetheless he gets a pardon but stays in Thailand. 

RAMBO III (1988).  He’s recruited again, this time to work in Afghanistan, at this time occupied by the Soviets who are having their own “Vietnam” there fighting the Mujahedeen (which would include Osama Bin Laden, though he’s not mentioned).  Though initially refusing to go, he changes his mind when Red Forman lets him know that Trautman was captured by the Russians.  So… he goes anyway and gets to fight the Russians again.   More violence and explosions, approaching the ridiculous.  This could be considered the nadir of the series.

RAMBO IV (2008).   After a long break (20 years), the series resumes, this time in Burma.   Eschewing any overt political agenda, the bad guys are simply brutal military regime bastards who both sides of our own political spectrum can probably dislike.   The violence and bloodshed are there, of course, but seem to be toned down into more plausible parameters.   The whole thing has a more sober, sedate, measured feel to it:  let’s pick some plain old bad guys and keep the violence to relatively sensible levels.  It’s still not a chick flick, but it’s a blow-em-up film that jaded liberal dudes can enjoy and feel like they still have testicles. 

RAMBO V (2019).   Another long break (11 years), and we’re back again.  This time Rambo goes to Tijuana, Mexico to rescue his friend’s granddaughter Gabriela who went there to find her natural father.  After her father abruptly (but predictably) rejects her offer to reconcile, she winds up in a local club, is drugged, kidnapped, presumably raped, and involuntarily addicted to heroin.    Rambo tracks her down, is beaten up by the bad guys – who are presumably also drug dealers – and manages to survive and return.   This time he brutally wipes out one of the pair of bad guys, the Martinez brothers, and gives the other the clues necessary to lead the man and his small army back to Rambo’s own home, where we know he will dispatch them in turn.  Naturally the climax is a big battle we can all sink our teeth into and enjoy.

The ending is ambiguous in the sense that it has a nice “wrap up the series” feel to it, but we see that despite his injuries, Rambo is still alive.  Like #IV, the bad guys are cartel bastards who neither side has any interest in defending.  I can say I enjoyed it, and from what I understand most others who have seen it feel the same.  Will there be another one?  We’ll see.   

Friday, October 4, 2019

Dodge Charger



While I’ve been driving a 2009 Dodge Charger R/T for a few years now, remarkably I have not blogged upon this model, though I did write a tribute to its famous engine, the Hemi, a few years back (1/23/15).  My former employer, Jerry, alerted me to a Nicolas Cage film, “Drive Angry”, in which he (Cage, not Jerry) drives a ’69 Dodge Charger with a matte black finish and a 440.

The car originated in the 1960s with the 1966 and 1967 model years (first generation).  Both are fastbacks and both available with the famous 426 Hemi V8.  Some prefer this style, but most prefer the subsequent style.  Note: there were no Charger coupes (all fastbacks) nor any convertibles.  

Second Generation 1968-70.  Obviously the most popular – this is the body style of Dukes of Hazzard General Lee.  There are slight differences between the 1968, 1969, and 1970 models, but all three came with the 426 Hemi.

Dodge was confident that its 1968 redesign would win Motor Trend’s Car of the Year award.  However, Pontiac had also redesigned its famous GTO, in particular with body-colored Endura front bumper instead of the chrome bumper the LeMans and most other cars had at that time.  Moreover, Pontiac’s general manager John DeLorean travelled to L.A. in person to pitch the GTO, which so impressed the Peterson crowd who ran Motor Trend that they gave the GTO the award.  Dodge: “D’oh!”   But MOPAR laughed next year when the Plymouth Roadrunner (“meep! Meep!”) won the award.


Plymouth?   Oddly, there is no Plymouth equivalent of the Charger.  The Superbird is based on the GTX/Road Runner, for which the Dodge equivalent is the Coronet.  By the way, Oldsmobile wanted to make its own F body, i.e. an Olds equivalent of the Chevrolet Camaro and the Pontiac Firebird, but GM thought that would be spreading things a bit thin, so it let Olds make a Hurst special edition Cutlass, the Hurst-Olds, which for 1968 was black and silver with an Olds 455 V8.  Anyhow.

Charger 500.   At this time the Charger was running in NASCAR, but the elusive 200 mph target was a bit out of reach.  So they took the ’68-70 body, made the front grille and back window flush, and this allowed the car to go a little faster.   But not quite fast enough to top 200 mph. 

Charger Daytona.  Then they went a step further, gave the car a pointed beak and a high spoiler to clear the trunk decklid, and this one finally passed 200 mph.  Spectators watching the Daytona sprint around the track said it sounded like a jet plane. 

Dukes of Hazzard.  The Duke Brothers’ General Lee is probably by far the most popular Charger and makes the second generation body style the best known.  It was Hemi Orange with a roll cage and a Confederate flag on the roof, along with 01 on the doors.  The series ran from 1979-1985.  By that time no one could go to a Dodge dealer and buy a ’68-70 model brand new.  At least with “Smokey and the Bandit” I (1977) and II (1980) the S/E Trans Am (black with hood bird and T-tops) was still being sold brand new, and Pontiac dealers considered the movies to be de facto commercials which drove customers into their showrooms from the theaters.  

Dirty Mary, Crazy Larry (1974).  “The Dukes of Hazzard” gets most of the attention, but this earlier film with Peter Fonda deserves recognition.  Bank robbers ditch their Chevy Impala and pick up a Charger to continue their escape.  They wind up against a cop pursuing them from a helicopter.  The cop knows that Larry has a police scanner and is listening to their pursuit efforts, so he turns the tables by referring to nonexistent patrol cars, manipulating Larry to go where he wants…

Drive Angry.  Nicolas Cage finds himself driving a Charger through most of the movie, eventually having to trade it in for a 1970 Chevelle SS.  He’s accompanied by the babacious Amber Heard and stalked – whose side is he really on? – by “The Accountant”, played by William Fichtner.  In addition to the Charger, there’s also a fair amount of full female nudity which makes the movie even more fun to watch – once.  

Third Generation.  1971-74.   Now more of a fuselage style, Daisy Duke drove one, and Michael Weston (Jeffrey Donovan) drives one in “Burn Notice”.  Obviously not as popular and only the 1971 model available with the Hemi, its last year. 

Fourth Generation. 1975-78.   Looks exactly like a late 70s Chevrolet Monte Carlo.   Any performance angle is completely absent.  Dodge was going for a luxury attitude which didn’t work.

Fifth Generation 1982-87.  Front wheel drive, top engine a 2.2L four cylinder with EFI, turbo and a manual transmission.  There was a Shelby version.

Sixth Generation 2006-2010.  Starting with the Magnum, which was actually a station wagon, then bumping to a sedan.   No coupes or convertibles, sorry.  The R/T model has the Hemi, now 5.7L with EFI and two spark plugs per cylinder, with a coil on each cylinder, putting out 370 HP.  My own car is a 2009 R/T.   The next step up is the SRT8, which has a 6.1L HEMI putting out 420 HP.   I actually drove one before deciding on my ’09 R/T, as 370 HP was enough and the ’09 was newer, allowing me to stretch the payments longer back into my price range.  Note that as a sedan, the insurance on the late model Charger is cheaper than an equivalent coupe with the same engine, i.e. the Challenger R/T.  Oddly, the 2018 Charger R/T engine is still rated at 370 HP. 

Seventh Generation 2011 to present.  Still a sedan, though looking a bit more like the classic second generation.  In addition to the SRT8 model continued, they added the Hellcat, which drops a supercharger on the engine to boost it from 420 to 707 HP.   For $70,000 I’d say that’s an excellent bargain, which I’d be happy to take if I had $70k to spend.  For the time being I’m getting by with base level Hemi and almost 200k miles.  Note that Mopar Performance is making the 700 HP supercharged Hellcat engine available as a crate engine – not sure I want to know how much it costs, but probably well under $70k.  Drop this under the hood of a ’68-70 Charger and see what happens – especially if you don’t beef up the suspension and stick with the stock wheels and tires.  Oops! 

Hemi vs 440 Six Pack.  While the 426 Hemi gets most attention and notoriety, many Mopar enthusiasts prefer the 440 Six Pack.  This was a 440 cubic inch V8 with wedge combustion chambers – spark plugs coming in from the side like most other V8s – and three two barrel carburetors, the so-called “six pack”.  The Hemi ran off two Carter AFBs, basically 8 barrels – though the NASCAR Hemi actually had only ONE four barrel – but the Six Pack set up was a bit more street-friendly.  The engine ran off the middle two barrel at idle and part throttle, the outboard two barrel carbs opening up at wider throttle settings.  Of course, Pontiac’s 3x2 setup on the 389 V8 from 1964-66, “Tri-Power”, was also famous.  All 1967 GTOs got a 400 cubic inch V8 and the new for that year Rochester QuadraJet four barrel carburetor.   Not all 440s got the Six Pack, with the Carter AFB (aluminum four barrel) being standard. 

I am not now, nor ever have been, nor am I likely to be, rich enough to afford a 1968-70 Dodge Charger in decent condition, even without a Hemi.  Even one which was roadworthy would not be a practical daily driver.  Add the Hemi to the equation?  Well, the price guides indicate to double the price of a given Mopar muscle car if it has the 426 Hemi under the hood, meaning I’d have to win the lottery or win a huge case to earn an original Hemi Charger in my parking space.   In any case, knowledgeable enthusiasts might be inclined to go with the 440 Six Pack anyway.

But despite this, I have been able to afford a used late model Charger R/T with the 5.7L Hemi.  Comparing the 426 and the 5.7L?   The 426 works out to 7.0L and 350 net horsepower, notwithstanding its original 425 gross HP rating.  The 5.7L cranks out 370 net horsepower.  The modern version has EFI and two spark plugs per cylinder, as with the older model coming up off the top of the valve covers as opposed to into the side as on wedge engines by Mopar, Ford, and GM.  The EFI engine gets around 15 mpg thanks to almost 200k miles.  I don't want to know how thirsty the 426 was with two Carter four barrels.   And the Flowmaster mufflers certainly piss off the ladies....