Guest House Renovation - Day 1

The tenants in our back house bounced a check in June.
Then they didn't pay July's rent.
Then they said they would have "something" for me by the last weekend of July, but they didn't.
Then they didn't pay August.
Then we went to court. That was a horror show, with accusations galore. Accusations from them. That because I am jewish I never served in the military.
Yuck.
They were evicted. And rather than squatting, they just bolted. October first they dropped off the keys.
Today the workers went in to start the refurbishing process. It's going to be expensive, but it will be worth it.
We hope.

I know, I know

I haven't finished the Queen for a Day. I just got tired. Sorry. I will. Maybe. Yeah, I will.

And I haven't done a Listening Post in a while, mainly because, with Spotify I can just easily talk about the music I listen to on Facebook.

Alas...progress...

The Elizabeth Lulu Scholarship Foundation Radio Spot

So I'm running for the board of Screen Actors Guild in Hollywood

If you or your friends or your cat or your cgi dog can vote for me, please do.
;)

So, I'm running for the board of Screen Actors Guild in Los Angeles

If you can vote for me, great, I would appreciate your vote. Or your friends' votes. Or, well, anyone that can cast a vote for me, actually.

Queen for a Day - Leaving Home Ain't Easy

Brian also wrote a ballad for this album. Truth is, he is the one who comes off best on the record, even though Freddie wrote the biggest hits.
Like a cousin to She Makes Me, Leaving is in the trope of '39 or Long Away. If one put together an album of Brian's mid tempo acoustic tracks frommthe 70s I think they would have made for a pretty standard California rock sounding album.
I dig this song even though the subject matter is trite and on the nose. Like i said earlier: give the boys a phrase and they'll conjure up a tune,

Grade: B


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Queen for a Day - Fun It

Queen goes disco!
Roger came up with this percussive heavy, electric drum, chic guitar track replete with roller disco whistles. As you can see from this song the band was already playing with the style that would garner them great fame and then great enmity in a short time.
My trouble with all the shit on Jazz is that it's all impertinently hummable. The boys are such craftsmen that they can turn crap into, well, not diamonds, but at least zircons.

Grade: B-


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