Sunday, August 12, 2007

My name is Ducksoup, and
I...
AM...
CANADIAN!




Today at a family reunion I had a look at a bit of the geneaology on my dad's side, and turns out one of my great-great-great-great-grandmothers was BORN IN CANADA!

So now it's official, campers...there's maple syrup in my family tree! It courses viscously through my veins!



I can't wait to go home. Someday...

Friday, August 10, 2007

TOP EIGHT BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK:

A shorter list than last week, but no shorter on quality names.

8. I think this one is self-explanatory...Lez Zepplin--Thursday at Magic Bag
7. Gore Gore Girls--Friday at Mickey Finn's Pub
6. Bucketmouth--Friday at Frankie's Inner-City
5. An old favorite...Ten Inch Willy--Fri & Sat at Michigan Tavern
4. I'm partial to this one, for obvious reasons...The Dougouts--Saturday at Frankie's Inner-City
3. Okay, now I get it...Purple Crayons--Saturday at Headliners
2. Goat Motor--Saturday at Village Idiot

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week: Unlike the others which were all under the Rock/Alternative catgory, this one is under Celtic/Irish, which is a bit odd because the name sounds Scottish...

1. Enter The Haggis--Wednesday at Mickey Finn's Pub

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

AND NOW, A SALUTE TO THE WORLD'S ALL-TIME HOME RUN KING


SADAHARU OH: 868 home runs

(Hey Barry, you're still 112 behind...you got enough 'roids to catch up? I DON'T THINK SO!)

Friday, August 03, 2007

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK

10. RakeShakers--Saturday at Club Legenz
9. BrainBanger--Friday at Mickey Finn's Pub
8. Glowing Brains--Sunday at Mickey Finn's Pub
7. Streetlamps For Spotlights--Friday at Mickey Finn's Pub
6. The Winks?--Wednesday at Frankie's Inner-City
5. Habitual Coersion--Saturday at Mickey Finn's Pub
4. Down To Earth Approach--Friday at Headliners
3. Floating Face Down--Sunday at Headliners
2. No Point Intended--Friday at Headliners
1. Beer Nuts--Fri & Sat at Ladies Choice

Honorable Mention: Silversun Pickups--Monday at Frankie's Inner-City

Monday, July 30, 2007

FIRST THINGS FIRST...HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM, WISH YOU WERE HERE FOR IT

My mom would have turned 71 today, which of course is just 69 with two fingers in your ass.

Secondly...

TOM SNYDER, 1936-2007

Fire up a colortini and enjoy this classic clip, re-posted from a few months ago, in memory of one of the all-time greats.

A classic. Enjoy!

Monday, July 23, 2007

DUCKSOUP'S BACK, AND NOW HE'S...WELL, OKAY, HE'S STILL NOT BLACK, BUT HE'S BACK, AND THAT'S THE IMPORTANT THING

Yes, campers, I am finally back online (although my computer still sucks), and I have a question for all of you. I know this will sound like a joke question, but it is not. This is merely based on an observation I have recently made:

What do the war in Iraq, the NBC show "To Catch A Predator", and the Crappy Underwear...er, I mean, Carrie Underwood song "Before He Cheats" all have in common?

If you think you know, email me at askduckpond2007@sacbeemail.com, and in a few days or a week or so I'll post the more interesting responses and the actual answer. (And I'm looking for more than just the obvious answer, which of course is that they all suck.)

Thursday, July 12, 2007


HAPPY 28TH ANNIVERSARY OF DISCO DEMOLITION!

RANDOM THOTS UNTIL MY HOUR OF LIBRARY INTERNET ACCESS RUNS OUT

New job starts next week. Looks like it might be fun, or at least interesting. The hours are good, won't interfere with karaoke, and it'll keep the bills paid.

As for the old job, MARITZ IS EVIL. Let no one tell you different. I won't be one bit surprised when they destroy the life of one person too many and get the Virginia Tech treatment. (And no, I won't be the one doing it. I'm a pacifist and I'm no good with firearms. But I can dream.)



Watched the minor-league all-star game last night, from Isotopes Park in Albuquerque. Yes, the team there is called the Isotopes. Further proof that The Simpsons has been on WAAAY too long.

The 'retro' trend continues: Life keeps going in reverse not only for me but those I know. I'm back to doing phone surveys, and just the other night I was helping keep Idiotboy amused during his 3rd-shift gas station job. I can't help but notice how my life has been moving backwards and getting progressively worse over the last 6 years (2001-07), as opposed to the 8 years before that when life kept getting progressively better (1993-2001). Well, I'll be...those two time periods perfectly coincide with the Clinton presidency and the Bush dictatorship! Imagine that.



Speaking of Melissa Etheridge at Live Earth, wow. Right on, sister. Right on. Sadly my DVR failed to record a huge chunk of the whole shebang, but I at least got her stint, plus a nice Duran Duran/Sly and the Family Stone mashup and the Keith Urban/Alicia Keys duet. I missed the Spinal Tap reunion. :( Also I missed the holographic Al Gore, but maybe that's a good thing. But I did catch the Antarctic scientist band performance. Love their band name: Nunatak. Pronounced 'nun attack'. No accident that there were plenty of actual penguins enjoying the performance. Would have been cooler if an established band had made the trip down there for the occasion, because frankly, Nunatak were less than standard garage-band quality. Though they were still far more talented than Glide!



Which segues into the next topic. Note to Silversun Pickups: I dig "Lazy Eye", but I certainly hope not all your songs sound like Smashing Pumpkins. (The last thing the world needs is another Glide. There's a reason those talentless hacks only ever managed to put out half an album! [And BTW, Moron...er, Maroon 5: Please, all of you, die.])



Has anyone else with Buckeye cable checked out the new music channels, supplied by URGE Radio? Lots of good channels on there. My fave is "Dream Sequence", which could've just as easily been named after Pete's bit on the Steve Dahl Show: "Music Snob Corner". Also I've been hearing plenty of Drive-By Truckers on the "Diner" channel as well as "Wide Open Cunt..." [cough cough]...excuse me, "Wide Open Country". And the comedy channel is good too, tho they need another separate channel for novelty music.



Almost forgot Wimbledon. I had to mute the sound on the Venus Williams/Maria Sharapova match. (Perhaps the two worst grunters in tennis since Monica Seles.) Sounded worse than any Dynasty catfight. Even if they were co-starring in lesbian porn, I still wouldn't want to hear them making the noises they were making during that match!

Gotta go now. I still have a solitaire game I invented to pitch to the folks at Hoyle. Until next time, I leave you with this thot? Have you gone out yet and found a copy of "Hedwig and the Angry Inch"? If not, read the previous post below.

Thursday, July 05, 2007

"SIX INCHES FORWARD AND FIVE INCHES BACK..."

Yes indeedy, I am once again in that mode that many of you know I get in from time to time where I can't stop plugging something really cool. In this case it's Hedwig And The Angry Inch, a flick that IFC (they rule) ran a few weeks ago that I can't stop re-watching. The plot is extremely odd, the music is exceptional, it has moments of deep drama, high comedy, and it's sure to offend more than a few people. In other words, it's exactly MY kind of movie!



So the link I included above is for Borders/Amazon, but those of you who use Netflix can probably get it thru that too, or those who get IFC can wait until they air it again. If they do, I will do my best to alert you here on the Pond.

Monday, June 25, 2007

MY COMPUTER SUCKS, THE NEW BRIDGE DOESN'T

Just to update everyone, my computer's power supply fried itself a couple of weeks ago, thus my only internet access since has been when I have time to come to the library, thus my postings may be even more infrequent than usual for a while. (Plus the library internet has its drawbacks, chiefly the time limit. Last Friday I had just finished composing a post similar to this and tried posting it just seconds before my time ran out, only to find I had failed to close one of my html tags. I corrected it and was just one second from posting when POOF. If I hadn't started laughing I'd've started crying.)

Saturday I was able to go up on the new I-280 bridge. Great view in all directions, I only wish I had thot to take binocs with me. Also skipped the last couple hours of karaoke that night (during which I usually only get one more song in anyway) to check out the light display on the central pylon. There could have been more variations in the color patterns, but still cool. Sadly, the pic below is the best I can find so far. (My personal fave was the candy corn pattern for Halloween.)

More later...

Friday, June 22, 2007

THERE WILL NOW BE A WHOPPING GREAT INTERMISSION...

My computer sucks. It has always sucked. Now it sucks like the electric broom in that classic Steve Dahl bit about the guy who cut off his tallywhacker.

My power supply fried itself a couple of weeks ago. A new one will cost me 40 bucks. Thus for the foreseeable future my internet access will be limited to using the library internet, which gives 'limited' a whole new meaning.

See you all soon. I hope.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

POND POLL 2: BEST FAKE BAND(S)

Monday night on CBC's The Hour, they had a list of the 'top 5 fake bands'. These included the Blues Brothers, Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem, the Partridge Family, and two others I'd never even heard of. Obviously there are several glaring omissions, the most puzzling one being Spinal Tap since Harry Shearer was a guest earlier in the hour!

So I began compiling a list of glaring omissions...I ended up with dozens. I narrowed the choices down to 20 and created a new Pond Poll. (I had to use a new poll host, since the old one, Freepolls, flagged "Josie and the Pussycats" as inappropriate language. Freepolls sucks. Oh, and thanks again, Janet Jackson, you dumb cunt.)

I'll tell you my rankings later. For now, here's the new Pond Poll. Have fun!

(BTW, you can vote for as many as you want)


Best fake band(s)?
The Archies
The Banana Splits
The Be Sharps (Homer Simpson's barbershop quartet)
The Blues Brothers
The Brady Six, aka the Silver Platters (Brady Bunch)
Candy Slice and the Slicers (Gilda Radner)
Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem (Muppet Show)
Hedwig and the Angry Inch (from the movie of the same name)
Josie and the Pussycats
The Folksmen/Mitch & Mickey/The New Main Street Singers (from the movie A Mighty Wind)
The Monkees
The Nairobi Trio (from The Ernie Kovacs Show)
Otis Day and the Knights (from Animal House)
The Partiridge Family
Rod Torfulson's Armada Featuring Herman Menderchuck (from the Kids in the Hall)
The Rutles (from the movie of the same name, parody of the Beatles)
Scum of the Earth (hoodlum rock band from WKRP in Cincinnati)
Spinal Tap
Timmy! And the Lords of the Underworld (from South Park)
Wyld Stallyns (from the Bill & Ted movies)
  
Free polls from Pollhost.com

Sunday, May 13, 2007

ERNIE KOVACS' "NAIROBI TRIO"

Happy Mother's Day! To celebrate I am reposting the Nairobi Trio clip as it was one of my mom's favorites.



See, THIS is the sort of thing the internet was meant for: preserving classics like these for all to be able to access and enjoy. YouTube RULES!

Monday, April 30, 2007

FANTASY AUTO RACING TEAMS (F.A.R.T.)
1993-2007


Less than a quarter of the way through our 15th season, Steve and I have mutually agreed to pull the plug on FART.

Our decision came on the heels of Tony Stewart's comments last week, but that was hardly the only reason for it. In fact, his ensuing spanking by Nascar officials and his failure to stand up to them was merely the last of many straws over the past few years.

It would be easy to say the sport died with Dale Earnhardt on 2/18/01, but really the collapse started when ESPN lost their contract at the end of the previous season. Some reward for their many years of quality coverage. Sheesh. And this was followed by what we call the 'Fox-ification' of Nascar. (NBC was no help either.)

Fox Sports, no doubt in cahoots with BushCo, made damn sure they broadcast the pre-race prayer and the national anthem every week, and otherwise tailored their coverage to appeal to new young right-wing fans who only discovered Nascar thru Earnhardt's death (while leaving those of us who had followed the sport for decades out in the cold).

This led to such 'innovations' as the idiotic playoff system and the mysterious 'scoring loops' used when freezing the field under a late caution. I'm an atheist, so natch I don't believe in anything unless I can see proof of its existence. They could, at the very least, paint lines across the track where the scoring loops are said to exist. It's a little concept I like to call ACCOUNTABILITY!

And so after they began that nonsense, Steve and I decided not to count any race that was decided by 'scoring loops'. This was the beginning of the end for FART, and the process was sped up by numerous rough driving incidents in 2006 (in the midst of which I nearly quit), a disgusting trend that was continued this year, mostly by Juan "Pendejo" Montoya. This resulted in many ugly arguments between us in the online chats we would have during the races.

All of the above factors led to decreased enjoyment of the races and our fantasy league. In fact I went so far as to cancel the season a few weeks ago after the Stewart/Montoya incident caused our worst race-chat argument. But we were in the process of hammering out a deal to continue the season as late as last week when the whole Stewart radio show thing rendered it a moot point.

Throughout the 2007 season we were very disturbed by the increasing number of debris cautions (we even punctuated them with a chat window background pic of Roger De Bris from 'The Producers') and the lack of any visual evidence of said debris. The TV cameras couldn't find it, yet this was merely laughed off by the Fox announcers.

What Stewart said on his radio show last Tuesday was not news to us, and we cheered him 100%, as finally a driver voiced what we had been thinking all season. These 'phantom cautions' or 'entertainment cautions' or whatever you want to call them were being thrown whenever a driver got too big of a lead, and Nascar officials wanted to bunch up the field in hopes of a close, exciting finish.

The problem is that Stewart voiced these concerns only after the Phoenix race, where it was HIS big lead that was wiped out by a phantom caution. Granted he added that he thought they 'haven't run a fair race all year', but that didn't stop everyone from thinking he was just whining because it happened to him, which is certainly valid, but misses the point Steve and I thought he was making for us.

But the most ridiculous part of the whole thing was Nascar's initial response to Stewart's comments, saying that it's all about safety, safety, safety. To say that this missed the point is a huge understatement! It IS about a lack of integrity. It IS about playing god and manipulating race results. And it's NOT about them wanting Jeff Gordon or any specific driver to win or lose, but about wiping out one driver's lead to precipitate a close finish.

And it IS about Nascar thus ceasing to be a legitimate sport and becoming a pseudo-sport like, yes, pro wrestling.

Sure, a close finish is exciting, but only because, at least in a legit race series, it doesn't happen every race. When races are run on the up-and-up, and you have races decided by more than a car length or by a few seconds or more, then and only then are the close finishes really exciting.

But if you start...and I am going to use the word...FIXING races so that every finish is decided by mere inches, and you do it long enough, it won't be that exciting anymore. At some point it will become routine.

Then what? How do you keep fans excited by the finish then? Will you have to have at least one car slide across the finish line upside down and on fire, a la Clint Bowyer? And when that's not enough? Will it take more drivers getting killed on the last lap a la Earnhardt? At what point do the fans and Nascar just mutually decide to turn it into a blood sport? And you can say I'm exaggerating, but that's the road they are heading down, and that's where it leads. Period.

Anyway back to Stewart...Nascar has a meeting with him Friday morning to spank him, and he comes out of the meeting with his tail between his legs and his brain lobotomized, saying from now on he trusts them when they say there's debris. WHAT...A...PUSSY! I'm sure he got their standard threat, "Nascar can get along just fine without you", but if he had any real balls he would retire or go back to IRL. So Tony's a pussy. Fuck him.

Same goes for all the other drivers who continue to participate in the current Nascar, many of whom have made statements this season about the phantom cautions, but none as critical as Stewart's. Many drivers just shrugged it off, saying they're in the entertainment business.

Well that's all fine and good if you want to appeal to the same idiots who like pro wrestling, but don't expect me and Steve to continue watching your fixed races or basing FART on your bogus results. And we are not alone. The latest poll numbers I've seen show 95% of fans disapprove of 'entertainment cautions'. If Nascar thinks they are making real race fans happy with artificial close finishes, they have their heads planted firmly up their backsides.

To Tony Stewart we say "Fuck you for letting Nascar cut your balls off." To the drivers who willfully participate in 'entertainment racing' we say "Fuck you, you had no balls to begin with."

And to Nascar we say "Fuck you, fuck your phantom cautions, fuck your scoring loops, fuck your rough driving, fuck your playoff system, fuck your Fox Sports coverage, fuck your right-wing appeal, fuck you, suck my balls, and fuck you."

I skipped watching the Talladega race this week, and I felt so very liberated. Same for Steve. We didn't miss it at all. We only wondered why we didn't quit six years earlier.

And to those who say we're throwing the baby out with the bathwater, all we can say is, the baby was floating face down anyway.

Good riddance, Nascar. Your fuel gauge just hit E.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

ABBIE AND SAM



The second week of April is always a bit somber for me. It was 18 years ago on the 12th that Abbie Hoffman died, and 15 years ago on the 10th that Sam Kinison died. Both are heroes of mine. Both are role models to me. (I named my first two 'baby ALFs' after them.) Neither was ever afraid to speak his mind, and neither ever worried about who they'd piss off in doing so. Both passed away too soon.

Abbie was the clown prince of the antiwar movement during Vietnam, helping lead some of the greatest PR stunts of the movement (throwing dollar bills at the NYSE, the exorcism of the Pentagon, etc.), and of course was front and center as one of the Chicago Seven (Eight).

The morning of the day the shit hit the fan in Chicago in August 1968, Abbie was in a restaurant having breakfast when two cops confronted him and demanded that he take off his cowboy hat. He eventually did, revealing the word "FUCK" written on his forehead (a similar incident got me kicked out of Job Corps), was promptly arrested, and spent the rest of the day being bounced between precincts just long enough to keep him away from the Battle of Michigan Avenue.

He delivered two of my favorite courtroom quotes. When on trial for wearing a shirt with an American flag motif (many mistook the shirt as being made from a flag), considered 'desecration of the flag' (though many others had worn similar garb without being tried, proving that Abbie was really on trial for the thoughts in his head), he stood before the judge, the torn shirt lying in view on a table, struck a defiant pose and declared, "Your honor, I regret that I have but one shirt to give for my country."

The other was near the end of the Chicago trial, when he quoted Lincoln's inaugural address of 1861: "'When the people shall grow weary of their constitutional right to amend the government, they shall exert their revolutionary right to dismember and overthrow that government.' If Abraham Lincoln had given that speech in Lincoln Park, he would be on trial right here in this courtroom because that is an inciteful speech." The quote is as timely as ever today.

As for Sam, he is remembered for many classic bits, but if he could only be remembered for one, it would rightfully be the "Phone Call From Hell". He would call up 2 or 3 guys from the audience, listen to their stories about how some bitch broke their heart, pick a winner, then have a phone brought on stage so he could call her then and there and tell her off Kinison-style. This was a much-needed public service, and I wish I could have enlisted his help, though I was able to do it myself, in a way, at karaoke once using Sam's version of "Are You Lonesome Tonight". (Not to mention my "Jagged Little Parody", in which I spoke my mind and didn't care who I pissed off...Deja vu!)

More inspirational for me, though, was one of his many visits to the Steve Dahl Show. Never mind the mind-blowing show when Slash called from his car, then showed up in the studio to trade veiled drug references with Sam while Steve microwaved Oscar Mayer Zappetites right there in the studio (I labeled the tape "Zappetite For Destruction"). The visit that really stood out for me came just weeks after Sam's younger brother Kevin committed suicide in 1988.

At a time when any other guest or host would have steered clear of such a subject, Sam tackled it head-on with the sickest, darkest, and funniest humor possible. The highlight was when he talked about the wake. He told of standing in front of the casket next to his other brother Bill and their mother. When she said, through her tears, "He was the best...God always takes the best...", Sam and Bill looked at each other, then Sam said "So what are you trying to say, Mom?" Everyone at the wake cracked up. "Give us something to live for, will ya?" He had done his good deed for the day.

I always knew that Type 1 diabetes would someday claim my oldest brother Louie, and upon hearing that show, I immediately knew I would remember it when the inevitable day came. Sure enough, after Louie died in 2000, I kept Sam's example in my memory and maintained my sense of humor through the first huge loss of my life.

I have endured many more trying times in the years since, the senseless killing of my mom at the hands of medical incompetence, the 'Three is a tragic number' incident (no, not Earnhardt's death, though there's that too), my trainwreck of a breakup, being wrongfully fired (supposedly for something I didn't do, but really for being antiwar and atheist...punished for the thoughts in my head, yet more deja vu!), just to name a few, and of course I've had to endure the Bush administration's stupidity and their illegal war. And I have maintained my sense of humor through it all.

And I have Abbie and Sam to thank. Abbie endured an unjust war, Sam endured a tragic loss. Each did so with their sense of humor intact.

My own sense of humor has been my lifejacket, and Abbie and Sam each supplied a generous breath of air to help inflate it.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

MOVE OVER, FACE ON MARS...WE NOW PRESENT THE POLAR HEXAGON OF SATURN!



For the full related article at NASA's Cassini mission site, CLICK HERE

Seriously, how friggin' weird is that thing? I'm guessing it will provide a nice change of pace for all the folks who have grown tired of speculating about the face on Mars and how it was made by aliens and NASA and/or the government wants to cover it up and whatnot. Now they can have fun coming up with lots of fresh new whackjob theories. Perhaps gigantic space-bees have begun building a massive hive there in preparation for an invasion of Earth. Or maybe when they image it in different wavelengths they'll find it's the middle part of a Star of David. Could it be Mel Brooks was unknowingly prophetic about Jews In Space? Oy vey!

Friday, March 23, 2007

LARRY "BUD" MELMAN
1921-2007


Thursday, March 15, 2007

BAND TO CHECK OUT: GOMEZ



I've been championing these guys since 2004, when my Album of the Year winner was "Split The Difference". Two songs off their latest album, "How We Operate", are in the PKE book, the title track and "See The World", so I've been singing those a lot lately. Last week "See The World" was used on "House" and just last night "How We Operate" was used on "The Riches" so looks like they're catching on. Now I just hope they don't get too big and start repeating themselves. (Coldplay, I'm looking in your direction!)

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

HERE'S AN IDEA...

What if they replace Brad Delp with Eric Clapton and rename the band Boston Cream?

Hey, it's better than my last idea of Charlie Daniels and Dennis DeYoung forming a bluegrass band called Fiddlestyx.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

BRAD DELP
1951-2007




[From the official Boston website]

"As you all know by now, Boston's lead singer, Brad Delp, was found dead in his home on Friday, March 9th 2007. Plans for live Boston performances this summer have, of course, been cancelled.

My heart goes out to his wonderful fiance Pamela, his two children and other family members, his close friends and band mates, and to the millions of people whose lives were made a little brighter by the sound of his voice. He will be dearly missed."

--Tom Scholz

Sunday, March 11, 2007

THIS JUST IN...

After further review, the 2007 ALF Cup has been put back up for grabs.

The first ALF Cup Spring Basho will begin Monday night at 8pm, and end the last Monday in May. The winner of the Spring Basho will then face This Hour Has 22 Minutes (winners of what has now been reclassified as the Winter Basho) and a wildcard (TBD) in a Summer Basho to determine the 2007 ALF Cup champ.

The 2007-08 ALF Cup season will begin in September with an Autumn Basho, followed by Winter and Spring Bashos, etc.