Cowtown Pattie's Texas Trifles





Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Texas Speed Bumps 

A little mood music, maestro, please:




Chomp down some Armadillo Eggs!
The armadillo egg seems horrible if you are a context clues type of person like me. You are thinking… well shit, I don’t want to eat an armadillo’s eggs… ewww! Settle down, don’t worry about it, you aren’t helping armadillos get rid of illegitimate babies or anything. There is no armadillo at all in these little guys. No armadillos were injured to bring you this post, just jalapenos, a few pigs and cheese from a cow… that should have went to a baby… that is likely dead because of your addiction to barbeque. But other than that, you should be able to sleep well tonight. ;)
Quoted from blogsite Double Danger, blog owners: James and Mashala Cross


You gotta love this home boy, Dr. Dirt - The Armadillo Archeologist!

Very cool armadillo clip art!

Keep track of time Texas style: armadillo wall clock.

One Ton Armadillo!


Dorothy Saves the Day:


Dorothy Epp Catches an Armadillo - Celebrity bloopers here


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Sunday, March 29, 2009

Fifteen 

Mr. Bleak Mouse has tagged me with a 15 book meme. Here's his list and rules of the game:

This should be a quick one. Don't take too long to think about it. Fifteen books you've read that will always stick with you. First fifteen you can recall in no more than 15 minutes. Tag as many people as you like, including the person who tagged you.

1. The Man Who Was Thursday, G. K. Chesterton
2. Zuleika Dobson, by Max Beerbohm
3. David Copperfield, by Charles Dickens
4. Democracy in America, Alexis de Tocqueville
5. An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding, David Hume
6. Art and Illusion, E.H. Gombrich
7. Beware of Pity, Stefan Zweig
8. Essays, George Orwell
9. The Thousand Nights and One Night, trans. Mardrus and Mathers
10. Under Western Eyes, Joseph Conrad
11. The Abyss, Marguerite Yourcenar
12. Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov
13. The Magic Mountain, Thomas Mann
14. The Great Terror, Robert Conquest
15. Tom Jones, Henry Fielding


And I'm haunted by the terrible feeling that somehow, somewhere, I've left a few hundred out. Fortunately, my memory is thin nowadays.


Okay, here are my choices in no particular order ( and I couldn't do this quickly without some thought, so maybe I messed up the premise):

1. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
Because it was the first book that made me really cry, real sobs. It shocked me that a book could do that.

2. Mistress of Mellyn, Victoria Holt
The first book that gave me romance - I think I was around 12 years old. Nancy Drew was toast.

3. Helter Skelter, Vincent Bugliosi
I was pregnant with my first baby and this book scared the crap out of me. Spent a year reading true crime stuff. You finally just can't read another one at some point. Too depraved; humans can be just that and more.

4. Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
First inkling that a book was far better than anything Hollywood could dream up. Taught me more about the Civil War than any ol' stale bad-breathed history teacher. I remain in love to this day with Rhett Butler.

5. Portnoy's Complaint, Philip Roth
My first really twisted sexually explicit book; opened wide avenues of imagination and no small amount of revulsion.

6. Mary, Queen of Scots, Antonia Fraser
Began my monarchy fascination phase: Mary, Elizabeth, Marie A, Nicholas and Alexandria, Henry VIII, Elinor of Aquitane, and so on

7. Dr. Zhivago, Boris Pasternak
Which led me to read Pasternak's poetry, of course.

8. Lord of the Rings, Triology, J.R. Tolkein
Oh my, what a discovery! A whole new world to explore! Grown-up fantasy, what a premise! (Though I was 17 before this discovery.)

9. Centennial, James A. Michener
My first awakening to my love of the American West. What an adventure!

10. The Lottery, Shirley Jackson
This is not a book, of course, but it opened my eyes to the power and punch a well-written short story can deliver.

11. Chariots of the Gods, Erich von Daniken
Though now I laugh at the naivite of von Daniken, at the age of 14, it was quite the proverbial mind-blower. But talk about a curiosity creator.

12. Animal Farm, George Orwell
Wow, some adults can think outside of the box! Cool! Went onto read "Watership Down" by Richard Adams as a follow on.

13. The Color of Turquoise, Ellen Meloy
Who knew nature writers could possess such soul? Yes, I had read Thoreau's "On Walden's Pond" - which was akin to eating Communion wafers as a dessert. Tasteless and dry in my estimation, and it would be decades before I ventured to try another nature writer. Thank goodness I did. Meloy's writings are deep, but oh so much fun to read.

14. Ten Little Indians, Agatha Christie
Ah, the English crime novel! Delicious. Led to the wonderful writings of Arthur Conan Doyle.

15. The Bible, mortals
Self-explanatory, but maybe not for the reason you might suppose.

Like Bleak Mouse, now that I am thinking along these lines, I know when my head hits the pillow in a few minutes, I will have a moment of regret that I didn't list this book or the other.

Tag to any one who wants to play!


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Friday, March 27, 2009

Lone Star Licks 

Since it's raucous and rowdy beginnings, Texas has derived its strength from the independent nature of its natives, sometimes described as "proud, ornery, cussed, hard-headed." When we're right, we proudly lay claim to it and when we're wrong, we own up to it and start all over.

True to that description, Texas music is as colorful and diverse as the state is itself geographically. We're big. So, it follows that the number of talented musicians abound in the Lone Star state. In recent years, Texas has been home to the musical celebration known as SXSW (South by Southwest) to showcase artists from across the state, and primarily to bolster the Austin area music scene. The 2009 festival runs March 18th through the 22nd and if you cannot attend, then the following suggestions are the next best thing!

With roots deep in our Mexican heritage to the south, ragin' cajun' cousins to the east, lonesome cowboy and plainsmen to our north and west, Texas music has a distinctive sound. Around the hill country (Fredericksburg, Schulenburg, Gruene, New Braunfels, etc.) the music takes on a old European flavor; the accordion was popularized in Tejano music in the 19th century due to cultural exposure to German settlers.

I can't begin to touch the vast choices in Texas talent, so in an attempt at brevity (I had to educate myself on that word - doesn't exist in the Texas lexicon), the following examples will hopefully get your toes tappin' right smartly and add some flavor to your listening library. I wanted to select artists that non-natives might have yet to discover, thus, Willie and Waylon didn't make the cut, nor did a gazillion other names you would recognize. Not that these better known fellas and gals aren't worthy - just that their music has been more commercialized.

Okay, first course: to set the mood, you might want to run to the kitchen for some hot salsa and tortilla chips and a bottle of cold beer. Then, let's start with a little south Texas Conjunto/Tejano king of the accordion, Flaco Jimenez. Song was recorded at the 1990 Texas Conjunto festival, and I apologize; I don't know the name of the tune.[2:23]



Flaco is probably more well known to the average Texan with his connection to a great Tex-Mex band, the Texas Tornados. Featuring the late Freddy Fender, Augie Meyers (on the keyboard), Flaco, and the one and only late Doug Sahm, (whom you may also know as the Doug in the Sir Douglas Quintet) the band was a mainstay in south Texas music for a long time. This tune is "She Never Spoke Spanish to Me" [3:15]:



I bet most of you have heard of Larry McMurtry, the writer and book collector connoisseur, but his son is as terrific a performer as his papa is a quill master. Here is a fantastic quote from the June 20, 1997 edition of the Austin Chronicle by columnist, Christopher Gray:

In the ongoing parlor game of `Match the Texas Songwriter to his Appropriate Literary Precursor,' James McMurtry could play a perfect Joseph Conrad to Townes Van Zandt's Walt Whitman, Guy Clark's Mark Twain, and Lyle Lovett's Oscar Wilde. Stacking labyrinthine plots on top of shady characters, sung in a voice reminiscent of Todd Snider and Go to Blazes' Ted Warren, McMurtry's songs are more interior dramatic monologues than jukebox singalongs.


Here is James McMurtry and his band performing "60 Acres"[4:22]



Nothing finer than to dance the night away listening to a real Texas western swing band, complete with a steel guitar and fiddles. Feel your boots slipping on the sawdust, as a sure-footed cowboy leads you through the maze of dancing couples. Here is a fine old tune every Texas western band worth it's cerveza should have in it's repertoire, "Fraulein", sung by the great Bobby Flores and the Country Minstrels. At any given Friday or Saturday night in Gruene, you can hear this tune fill up the dance hall in that little German Texas town. [3:15]



Here's a sound that drips with Texas authenticity, The Flatlanders. The band members are each consummate artists individually and together their sound is even sweeter: Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Joe Ely, and Butch Hancock. The song, "My Wildest Dreams", doesn't get started until about 2:00 minutes into the clip, but you might enjoy the storytelling that comes before, I really enjoy listening to the nasally Lubbock-flavored voice of Jimmie Dale Gilmore. BTW, Lubbock is THE flatland country.[4:56] :



Texas is also the home of some great blues music. Most of you are already familiar with the tremendous talent of the late Stevie Ray Vaughn, but before Stevie, before Delbert McClinton, and before the Fabulous Thunderbirds, there was Lightnin' Hopkins from Dallas. Lightnin' has been the inspiration to many musicians and is the gold standard of blues in Texas. "Have You Ever Loved a Woman" is a great example of his bluesiest. [4:18]




Speaking of Lightnin', this last artist choice was one of his biggest fans. I can't pass up an opportunity to include my most favorite Texas performer, though I came late to his fan club. Sadly, Townes Van Zandt, is no longer with us, he passed away in 1997. Born to a wealthy oil family in 1944 in Fort Worth, Townes family tree boasts a great grandfather who played a part in the mighty Republic of Texas: Isaac Van Zandt. Townes was a unique Texas musician and his life story is fascinating, though very tragic. Take the time to discover more about Townes, I guarantee you'll be hooked on his music. The song "Waitin' Round to Die" was never a huge commercial success, but it without fail touches me every time I hear it. I believe the old black man in the film clip is "Uncle" Seymour Washington, an old blacksmith and friend to Townes. [2:25]



Townes has a son, J.T., who is so much like his dad it's spooky. YouTube did not allow embedding for this video of J.T. singing "Nothin'" but here is a link. And for comparison, here is Townes singing the same song. One of his best, I believe. [2:49]



If you'd like to investigate more Texas artists and music, here's one site to start with. Click on the drop down box to search artists. Enjoy!


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Thursday, March 26, 2009

In the Jungle, the Mighty Jungle 

*This is a repeat of a May, 2004 post, but I think I saw the same old homeless fellow today on the sidewalk...or maybe just his replacement.


"I got the Weary Blues
And I can't be satisfied.
Got the Weary Blues
And can't be satisfied--
I ain't happy no mo'
And I wish that I had died."

-Langston Hughes


The early morning wind whips mischievously round the glass and mortar towers of downtown. It has a mind of its own, finding stray newspapers, women's skirts and flimsy day-glo orange construction cones to dance with.

Today, an old street beggar is standing at a corner. His too-loose baggy trousers become like a catamaran sail, filling with an unseen gust and propelling the gaunt black stick figure along the pavement. He seems too frail to withstand the rough and quick buffets, but with a determined stiffening of his back, he counters them and manages to keep himself erect. His slightly bulging eyes peer from beneath overpowering brows of grizzled and frosted hair. Deep brown creases in his face could have been carved from a sculptor's clay. A fur-lined hat, out of season for the warm spring morning, is pulled down tightly around his ears. A sad face, an angry face, when did he last smile?

Ahead of him, a tee-shirted, khaki-clad man picks up his pace and jay-walks across the street to avoid any chance of contact with the sidewalk scarecrow. Looking furtively across his shoulder, arms swinging with determination, the worker jogs to put some distance between him and the object of his unease.

The old black man notices and shakes his head, his hat bobbing a bit with the movement. A gnarled hand reaches up and anchors it back down. His lips are moving with soundless words that are eaten by the breeze. He seems like a fierce old lion, once the king of the pride but now powerless; beaten by life and weary. His mane is shaggy and matted, his gait unsure.

After work and driving west, the brilliant sunset could have been shining across an African savannah and I wondered, where does the lion sleep tonight?


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Monday, March 23, 2009

Two More for the Road 

Another couple of artists I would include in an unsung Texas recording artist blog:





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Sunday, March 22, 2009

Sunday Morning Jam 

If you are a reader of TT, you will no doubt by now also know my longtime friend, Ronni Bennett, who blogs at Time Goes By. Ronni's blog is what I cut my own blogging teeth on. She is a major reason I enjoy blogging so much.

Every Sunday, Ronni posts YouTube videos and other links to like-themed tunes in her Elder Music section. Past Elder Music offerings include Summertime, Happy Music, Johnny Mercer, Railroad Songs, and Story Songs.

She has graciously honored me to be the Sunday blog musical director this morning, and I thank her for her bravery in trusting me to take the maestro baton!

My theme for today's listening pleasure?

It will come as no surprise....*smile*.


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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Aha! 

Kman and I have a little trip planned for the week before Good Friday. I have been feeling guilty about spending any extra money, but still wanting to take a vacation.

Now, here's a good reason for dumping the guilt trip: I am 50% LESS LIKELy to suffer heart attack if I take regular vacations! Ah Ha!



Our tentative itinerary calls for:

Albuquerque, NM for first night

Chaco Historical National Park, NM

Farmington, NM, for second night

Bisti Badlands, NM

Kayenta, AZ

Monument Valley, AZ (staying in a campsite cabin near Gouldings Lodge)

Page, AZ and Antelope Canyon (maybe)

BLM Newspaper Rock Historical Monument

Natural Bridges Nationa Monument

Arches National Park

Dead Horse Point State Park

GRand Junction, CO

Montrose, CO

Ouray, CO

Durango,CO (and stay at the historic Strater Hotel)

then, home to Cowtown.

The plans will be flexible in case of any major spring snow storms for the Colorado destinations, then we will focus more on the southern Utah, northern AZ, NM instead.


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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

May the Luck O'tha Irish... 



Thanks, Larissa!


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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Hoppipolla or Puddle Jumping 

Found this video quite by accident, but I love the pure joyful essence of it.

*Note to Self: PLAY MORE.

As an aside, Ronni at Time Goes By has written a similarly themed post today.



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Sunday, March 08, 2009

Those Bolly Fab Four 

The recent torrid love affair between Hollywood and the Little Indie Film That Could, "Slumdog Millionaire", will probably soon cool just as any cinematic infatuation usually does. Watching the Oscars, I listened to the two nominated songs from the film and something kept nagging at my subconscious.

Why did the "Bollywood" music sound so familiar?

I couldn't place it until KMan began converting our Beatles albums to mp3's. "Help!" was one of those he burned to a cd and listening to the soundtrack gave me one of those great "Aha!" moments.

Yes, it's true...the Fab Four from Liverpool were onto the "Bollywood" sound long before those grandiose Californians proclaimed the music hip.

With some assistance from Ken Thorne, the "Help!" soundtrack and album was (per usual for our mop-topped heroes) way before it's time.



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Monday, March 02, 2009

March 2, 1836 

When a government has ceased to protect the lives, liberty and property of the people, from whom its legitimate powers are derived, and for the advancement of whose happiness it was instituted, and so far from being a guarantee for the enjoyment of those inestimable and inalienable rights, becomes an instrument in the hands of evil rulers for their oppression...


And so it began those many years ago: Texas, the Republic.

Happy Independence Day to my fellow Texans, and to all those folks out there who wished they'd been born a Texan. Shine On!

 
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