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Feb 27, 2023 - 3:50pm
Manbird wrote:
So I guess your dad didn't spend much time reading the TV guide. My dad had a weird thing where he spent hours planning out the week's viewing, marking and circling every show he wanted us to watch that week. A habit he carried into his older years. When I was around the same age (whatever age that was) we had about ten channels because I grew up in Pomona, Ca. near LA. One of our favourite hangouts was the local Cal Poly college that had tons of amazing things places to play like the handball courts (kill the man with the ball), abattoirs, a neato cafeteria where the students would give us a dime to buy a hostess cherry pie if we asked nicely, football practice with free homemade gatorade, acres of orange trees with a river running through them, and the paddocks and stalls where they raised champion Arabians. There was one of those old soda machines near there and they kept the refill stock hidden in a stable around the corner. We always helped ourselves to a fanta or two and the old groundskeeper would chase us down and feel our soda bottles to see if they were cold from the machine - or warm from the stable - then run us off yelling after his head off. Another really cool thing was when we found the rubber stamps that they would mark the cuts of meat with in the slaughterhouse. We stamped BUTT all over each other's foreheads. And always forgot to rub it off before we got home so I'd get in trouble again when my Mom saw it. Good times.
I don't find this information anywhere. Is it correct?
I didn't think Thorazine ever had much of a popular use as a "recreational" drug. Quaaludes maybe, but that number was 714. Still, the post is about 15 years old.
FWIW, Thorazine was the treatment / antidote to LSD should you end up at the ER on a bad trip or get captured by the cops while tripping in the 60's and 70's. Dreadful psychotropic drug that induces an extreme state of torpor. Anything powerful enough to overcome LSD is something to be reckoned with. Most unpleasant. People on it in certain institutions tend to slide down hallways against the wall as they walk ...
Regarding the song ... the title and lyrics never seemed to be anything special looking back when it first came out. I do not remember any stoned raps about the meaning of the song. It was just another great song with a unique hook on a great album.
Yeah, momentary lapse there. But when I was a kid and they were still using that slogan, we only got 2 channels on the TV, so I don't actually remember the ads, just the 10-2-4 on the bottles. Whereupon I said WTF and someone must have told me. WoopsâI feel a story coming on!
This one time? When I was in third grade or fourth, I used to hang out after school at the drugstore where my mom was a pharmacist? Yeah. And the old pop machine was really old and if you pulled on the bottles just so (took a lot of practiceâI only ever got it to work maybe three times) and put your finger in and pushed up on the mechanism in there (Just what the Sam Hill are we talking about here?), well you could get a free pop. And save, like, 15¢? Yeah. So this one time? I ambled back there and put a couple nickels or pennies in and hit the coin return (so it'd look like I actually paid) and did the little free-pop trick, casually popped the cap and sauntered toward the front of the store. I tipped the pop back and took a big swig and a oily, rusty old soda-pop-corroded bottle-cleaning brush from the Pepsi plant lodged itself in my throat and I spewed nasty Dr. Pepper all over the Hallmarks.
Didn't drink a Dr. Pepper for a long time after that.
Still, the concept of Karma would be lost on me for at least another decade or so...
So I guess your dad didn't spend much time reading the TV guide. My dad had a weird thing where he spent hours planning out the week's viewing, marking and circling every show he wanted us to watch that week. A habit he carried into his older years. When I was around the same age (whatever age that was) we had about ten channels because I grew up in Pomona, Ca. near LA. One of our favourite hangouts was the local Cal Poly college that had tons of amazing things places to play like the handball courts (kill the man with the ball), abattoirs, a neato cafeteria where the students would give us a dime to buy a hostess cherry pie if we asked nicely, football practice with free homemade gatorade, acres of orange trees with a river running through them, and the paddocks and stalls where they raised champion Arabians. There was one of those old soda machines near there and they kept the refill stock hidden in a stable around the corner. We always helped ourselves to a fanta or two and the old groundskeeper would chase us down and feel our soda bottles to see if they were cold from the machine - or warm from the stable - then run us off yelling after his head off. Another really cool thing was when we found the rubber stamps that they would mark the cuts of meat with in the slaughterhouse. We stamped BUTT all over each other's foreheads. And always forgot to rub it off before we got home so I'd get in trouble again when my Mom saw it. Good times.
I don't find this information anywhere. Is it correct?
I didn't think Thorazine ever had much of a popular use as a "recreational" drug. Quaaludes maybe, but that number was 714. Still, the post is about 15 years old.
Yeah, momentary lapse there. But when I was a kid and they were still using that slogan, we only got 2 channels on the TV, so I don't actually remember the ads, just the 10-2-4 on the bottles. Whereupon I said WTF and someone must have told me. Woops—I feel a story coming on! This one time? When I was in third grade or fourth, I used to hang out after school at the drugstore where my mom was a pharmacist? Yeah. And the old pop machine was really old and if you pulled on the bottles just so (took a lot of practice—I only ever got it to work maybe three times) and put your finger in and pushed up on the mechanism in there (Just what the Sam Hill are we talking about here?), well you could get a free pop. And save, like, 15¢? Yeah. So this one time? I ambled back there and put a couple nickels or pennies in and hit the coin return (so it'd look like I actually paid) and did the little free-pop trick, casually popped the cap and sauntered toward the front of the store. I tipped the pop back and took a big swig and a oily, rusty old soda-pop-corroded bottle-cleaning brush from the Pepsi plant lodged itself in my throat and I spewed nasty Dr. Pepper all over the Hallmarks. Didn't drink a Dr. Pepper for a long time after that. Still, the concept of Karma would be lost on me for at least another decade or so...
Wow. It's weird to read things I posted 10 years ago. And just when I was getting to like Dr. Pepper again.
Lamm wrote a LOT of meta songs, like "Saturday in the Park" where he describes his surroundings, and "I was walking down the street the other day" (Does Anybody Know What Time is Is?) and "When I kiss you, I feel a thousand different feelings. I wish I could sing it to you." (Beginnings)
This would just be another.
But what's really depressing is how he describes his status on his web page.
I understand there would be no Robert Lamm without Chicago. I write this now, having to do with work. I am a loner and very comfortable with it. I will not retire, and that’s ok, I like bringing home the bacon. The reality of being in this band for my entire working life is that they are and have been, close co-workers, thrown together by necessity, and shared purpose. A reality that is, at best, middlebrow, but without deep context or vocabulary, and so we have no language in common.
Just got mine today. Wow. A true labor of love. Albums CTA through X including IX (hits) but not IV (Carnegie, which was never quad). All in their original - really the original - packaging, just like I had before.
For instance, albums VI and VII are embossed, just like before. VIII includes the iron on sticker! Posters included as well. Just wow.
They all have the exact same album sleeves (even if the album is on one CD, they include two sleeves if it was originally a double album and the album folds out - no skimping). And they sound great.
If you're interested, get it from Barnes & Noble and use the coupon BNJUNE30 and it's $105 before tax. Free shipping. Ten quad/stereo hybrid blu-rays - they won't play on normal systems; has to be blu-ray.