Thursday, August 16, 2007

R.I.P. Max Roach

Max Roach passed away today. The first time I remember being aware of Mr. Roach was in college when a friend tried to turn me on to Charlie Parker record. The first thing that came to my mind was "Holy Shit! who is that on drums?" I liked the saxophone stuff OK but being a provincial lad raised on The Louvin Brothers, The Chuck Wagon Gang and Jimi Hendrix I really didn't appreciate it until later. But those drums! Damn. If it had not been for Mr. Roach that might have been the last jazz tune I ever listened to on purpose.
A few years later I wound up on a big jazz kick and bought a ton of Charlie Parker and Miles Davis records but my favorite tracks are almost always the ones that feature Max Roach.

Here is the obituary and here is the obligatory youtube clip:

Monday, August 13, 2007

Where Is Your Tiki God Now?

This one rules the strip on St. Pete Beach Florida.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Big Daddy Don Garlits Antique Car Museum

This museum is located near Ocala - which means that it is very far away from damn near everything else in this world. This is the place to stop If you want to break up the monotony of driving through North Florida on I-75(monotony is a very polite word to describe the experience of driving on this stretch of Interstate).

The Garlits' compound houses two museums - one for the antique cars and another for the drag racing behemoths that earned Mr Garlits the esteemed title of Big Daddy.


Speaking of behemoths, check out this early dragster from the 1950's:
Pollutionator

According to the sign next to this beast, the engine came out of a P-40 Warhawk.

Yes, That P-40 Warhawk!

"Crazy" doesn't begin to describe the people who built and drove this machine.


The Rich Are Different....


Don Cesar Hotel
Originally uploaded by Babysitter Of The Damned
wrote F. Scott Fitzgerald. Yeah, they can afford to spend four god-damned dollars on a glass of Orange Juice! This is the Don Cesar in St. Petersburg Florida. F. Scott Fitzgerald stayed there once many years ago and I stayed there for three days last month. If I ever get a fortune to rival Jay Gatsby's I might visit again. But four dollars...... Jeez!

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Something you don't see every day

unless you are messed up on psycho-active drugs AND live on Fort Myers Beach.

If you just live there and don't take the drugs the colors are different.