Scottieholics! Salutations! Here's an upbeat video until the next entry. Arrivederci and Godspeed 'til the next entry!
July 07, 2009
June 29, 2009
The Untimely Passing of Michael Jackson
Scottieholcs! Salutations!
We all have been fully blown away by the untimely passing of one Michael Jackson on the same day of Farrah Fawcett's passing. I had to find a way to end that previous entry. The surprise had knocked my thinking process off its course during the writing. I'm sure many of you have your own opinions about him. I'm sure many of you saw him as a pedophile, freak of nature or a gifted entertainer. Well, speaking for myself, I saw him as a gifted entertainer. Yes, he was misunderstood. Yes, he was controversial. And yes, he was generous.
The first time I came across Michael was when he was performing with his brothers and the Jackson 5 cartoons. I admit I have some episodes of the cartoon show scattered in my video collection as well as some of his televised performances with his brothers. As I was younger, he taught me it was cool to be different. I have always considered myself different from the norm. I'm going to be personal on here. It may not be the official Scottie Poindexter biography, but it's the closest it will get.
As young as 3 years old, I went to a special school for a speech impediment. After I left there, I went to regular school and was placed in special education. Some few years later, I was tested and told me that I should've been placed in a regular classroom. When I got placed in a regular classroom, I was getting dogged constantly. Whomever said kids are cruel, they had not lied. I have the sweatshirt and darling coffe mug to prove it. From the term, "nerd" to the phrase, "you should've stayed in special ed."
I may not have met the Michael or saw him live in concert. I always dug up information on him and studied him. He was-and still is-a key player of pop culture. I always had a blast listening and singing along to his music. I'm sure many generations will continue to Moon-Walk and hum the bassline to "Billie Jean". It's a shame he was taken from us too soon. It seemed like he had more in his tank and I was intrigued to see what would come of it. Unfortunately, we won't get to see it, but to dig up his previous works through different mediums such as CDs, LPs, cassettes, 8-track, DVD, YouTube, and others I failed to name.
I love him as an entertainer and shall be missed. He became this generation's answer to Elvis. He surprised us when he arrived and he surprised us when he left. I never thought to say this here until like 30 to 40 years down the road. Rest in peace, Michael Jackson and thank you, sir, for entertaining us over the years.
June 25, 2009
Just Digging Around
Scottieholics! Salutations! I was hoping to be back in this saddle a couple of days ago, but things have been rather groovy. An x-amount of days ago, I've been coming through the cyber landscape as well as the offline landscape for some music. At times, I wish the obscure music is a bit more accessible, but it would risk losing the intrigue and luster it has. It's like a rare jewel no one bothered to come across nor let alone recognize its presence. I came across one song in particular in my journey. It's in the YouTube video down below. It's a 1970s movie bumper from a New York television station. Listen for the background music.
I came across this video before YouTube became a household word many moons ago. It made my inner-1970s kid glow with zest and delight. I always thought it'd be cool challenge to find the background music. I knew right off the bat it wasn't Henry Mancini. It would've been cool if it had been, but it wasn't. It just had that certain flair I couldn't wrap my finger around it. I didn't care which format I would find the song in. I didn't care whether it was on vinyl, CD, cassette, or
MP3. Hell, even on 8-track. I still have an AM/FM 8-track stereo sitting in my mother's basement.
About a week and some change ago, I managed to find it in MP3 format and was excited. After all of these years and waiting, I finally get to hear it in its entirety. It really sparked my interest to keep digging for the obscurity regardless of the time finding it. It took me nearly 10 years to find a song to add in my music collection. Over the years, after embracing and going through different mediums, the journey has been easier and things happen to pop up when I least expected.
I'm sure I will come across more obscure songs in my lifetime through different mediums. One of my future plans is to go to England and go through a good load of record stores. A CD, record, 8-track, or MP3 tells a story on how I came across it, when, and where I bought it. It's always fun learning about it.
On a sadder note, I just learned Michael Jackson passed away as I was composing this. I was hoping to type something like that in the next 30 to 50 years. I was cranking up one of his songs a couple of days ago. Shit, I never thought that day would come. Expect a journal entry in regards of the King of Pop soon. In the meantime, arrivederci and Godspeed.
I came across this video before YouTube became a household word many moons ago. It made my inner-1970s kid glow with zest and delight. I always thought it'd be cool challenge to find the background music. I knew right off the bat it wasn't Henry Mancini. It would've been cool if it had been, but it wasn't. It just had that certain flair I couldn't wrap my finger around it. I didn't care which format I would find the song in. I didn't care whether it was on vinyl, CD, cassette, or
MP3. Hell, even on 8-track. I still have an AM/FM 8-track stereo sitting in my mother's basement.
About a week and some change ago, I managed to find it in MP3 format and was excited. After all of these years and waiting, I finally get to hear it in its entirety. It really sparked my interest to keep digging for the obscurity regardless of the time finding it. It took me nearly 10 years to find a song to add in my music collection. Over the years, after embracing and going through different mediums, the journey has been easier and things happen to pop up when I least expected.
I'm sure I will come across more obscure songs in my lifetime through different mediums. One of my future plans is to go to England and go through a good load of record stores. A CD, record, 8-track, or MP3 tells a story on how I came across it, when, and where I bought it. It's always fun learning about it.
On a sadder note, I just learned Michael Jackson passed away as I was composing this. I was hoping to type something like that in the next 30 to 50 years. I was cranking up one of his songs a couple of days ago. Shit, I never thought that day would come. Expect a journal entry in regards of the King of Pop soon. In the meantime, arrivederci and Godspeed.
June 16, 2009
A New Entry Will Be Posted Up Soon
Scottieholics! Salutations! A new blog entry will be up soon. In the meantime, stay tuned!
June 09, 2009
The Eerie Return of Zack Morris
Scottieholics! Salutations! I'm cringing as I type this with every mainstream media covering this. This maybe one of these few entries you'd ever see me type about what's going on in the mainstream. Yes, feel free to break out the champagne or the cheap wine that's really tap water with food coloring. Let's commence and cross our fingers that I don't puke at the keyboard.
Before going to bed, I watched my slew of late night shows, "The Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien" and "Late Night With Jimmy Fallon." As I watching a commercial break from "The Tonight Show", I learned Mark-Paul Gosselaar will be appearing on Jimmy Fallon. Being the "Saved by the Bell" fan that I was-and still am-I figured why not check it out. Yes, Jimmy Fallon can take in solace he isn't the only adult who still enjoys watching "Saved by the Bell."
Well,Mark-Paul Gosselaar showed up, but not as Mark-Paul Gosselaar. He showed up as bleeping Zack Morris and The Roots playing the "Saved by the Bell" theme song. It threw me in for a loop. I thought someone slipped a drug and I didn't even know about it. I was expecting Mr. Belding to show up to hand Zack a detention slip for skipping school to be on "Late Night With Jimmy Fallon." Fortunately, it came off rather brilliant. It was no "Class of Nuke'em High" (so bad it's good) effect. Mark-Paul was rather cool with being in character whereas you still have Dustin "Do not call me Screech" Diamond floating around trying his absolute damnest to shed the Screech persona. Has anyone seen that sex tape? We always knew Screech hid in the locker for a reason.
Anyways, being the groovy, happening cat that I usually am, I provided the clips. For those who missed the segment, the video is down here below.
Here's another vid below of Gosselaar sharing the secrets behind his Zack Attack:
'Til the next entry, arrivederci and Godspeed.
Before going to bed, I watched my slew of late night shows, "The Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien" and "Late Night With Jimmy Fallon." As I watching a commercial break from "The Tonight Show", I learned Mark-Paul Gosselaar will be appearing on Jimmy Fallon. Being the "Saved by the Bell" fan that I was-and still am-I figured why not check it out. Yes, Jimmy Fallon can take in solace he isn't the only adult who still enjoys watching "Saved by the Bell."
Well,Mark-Paul Gosselaar showed up, but not as Mark-Paul Gosselaar. He showed up as bleeping Zack Morris and The Roots playing the "Saved by the Bell" theme song. It threw me in for a loop. I thought someone slipped a drug and I didn't even know about it. I was expecting Mr. Belding to show up to hand Zack a detention slip for skipping school to be on "Late Night With Jimmy Fallon." Fortunately, it came off rather brilliant. It was no "Class of Nuke'em High" (so bad it's good) effect. Mark-Paul was rather cool with being in character whereas you still have Dustin "Do not call me Screech" Diamond floating around trying his absolute damnest to shed the Screech persona. Has anyone seen that sex tape? We always knew Screech hid in the locker for a reason.
Anyways, being the groovy, happening cat that I usually am, I provided the clips. For those who missed the segment, the video is down here below.
Here's another vid below of Gosselaar sharing the secrets behind his Zack Attack:
'Til the next entry, arrivederci and Godspeed.
June 06, 2009
Tweet, Tweet
Scottieholics! Salutations!
While I was away from the keyboard for quite sometime, I lent my ear to main street and heard something about twittering.
Unless you've been living under a rock these days and by the sound of it, having a Twitter page is pointless. I would not be surprised I'd get comments about it being cool or whatever. I can careless. Granted I may have killed chances of promoting this website even further. But I have my integrity.
As long as I have a hardcore fan base to work with, in which I do, word will get around by the word of mouth about Scottropolis. Antiquated? Maybe so. But word of mouth is basic and it cements even further than a Tweet. I want people to be glued in about my thoughts. Not to be glued in about when I eat breakfast or make a trip to the grocery store.
It's pointless to go down that road. It may come across as a knock towards Twitter. I have nothing against them or anyone who wants to set a Twitter page. For those who have known me through the years and this blog as well, I'm sure they know I march to my own drummer. Arrivederci and Godspeed!
While I was away from the keyboard for quite sometime, I lent my ear to main street and heard something about twittering.
Unless you've been living under a rock these days and by the sound of it, having a Twitter page is pointless. I would not be surprised I'd get comments about it being cool or whatever. I can careless. Granted I may have killed chances of promoting this website even further. But I have my integrity.
As long as I have a hardcore fan base to work with, in which I do, word will get around by the word of mouth about Scottropolis. Antiquated? Maybe so. But word of mouth is basic and it cements even further than a Tweet. I want people to be glued in about my thoughts. Not to be glued in about when I eat breakfast or make a trip to the grocery store.
It's pointless to go down that road. It may come across as a knock towards Twitter. I have nothing against them or anyone who wants to set a Twitter page. For those who have known me through the years and this blog as well, I'm sure they know I march to my own drummer. Arrivederci and Godspeed!
May 28, 2009
I'm Back--Sort Of
Scottieholics! Salutations! Well, I'm back at the writing desk again. Unfortunately, personal issues has pulled me away from the keyboard once again. C'est la vie. Things are going good and about to be better so I have no complaints. Okay, I'll take that back. It has finished raining and the last thing I want is lightning to strike me and the computer.
Like many hockey fans, I'm not a fan of the Detroit Red Wings. I'm sure some of you readers are Detroit fans and I mean no offense about it. I just feel like I stepped into the Twilight Zone by seeing the Red Wings and the Penguins pair up again. I may watch it since both teams are much more seasoned than the previous match-up. I have a strange feeling on who is going to take the coveted Stanley Cup. But since I have many positives going my way at the moment, it's best to shut it.
As of late, I've been reminiscing about my deejaying gigs from my Air Force days. I thought about deejaying again, but from experience, the general public prefer music you'd hear on the radio. C'est la vie. It's best to express my way of deejaying through mix CDs to friends. It's very structured compared to doing it live.
When I did my gigs live, I never, I repeat, never used a play list. Also, I have a Dr. Johnny Fever (yes, a "WKRP in Cincinnati" reference) approach towards my sets. Like Johnny, I never followed music trends at the time-and still don't-and always highlighted the old favorites. There was one person who begged me to play something current. I did, but it was used for a bathroom break.
Along with those oldies, I sneaked in some music people wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. Here are the vids down below:
The Partridge Family
The Sesame Street Pinball Count (FYI: Performed by the Pointer Sisters)
And of course, I had a cool response from this song down below. Hell, I was requested to play it twice!
"Theme From Star Trek"-Deodato
Well, this concludes the trip down memory lane. In the meantime...
...arrivderci and Godspeed! And yes, I did close one of my gigs with the PBS logo music.
Like many hockey fans, I'm not a fan of the Detroit Red Wings. I'm sure some of you readers are Detroit fans and I mean no offense about it. I just feel like I stepped into the Twilight Zone by seeing the Red Wings and the Penguins pair up again. I may watch it since both teams are much more seasoned than the previous match-up. I have a strange feeling on who is going to take the coveted Stanley Cup. But since I have many positives going my way at the moment, it's best to shut it.
As of late, I've been reminiscing about my deejaying gigs from my Air Force days. I thought about deejaying again, but from experience, the general public prefer music you'd hear on the radio. C'est la vie. It's best to express my way of deejaying through mix CDs to friends. It's very structured compared to doing it live.
When I did my gigs live, I never, I repeat, never used a play list. Also, I have a Dr. Johnny Fever (yes, a "WKRP in Cincinnati" reference) approach towards my sets. Like Johnny, I never followed music trends at the time-and still don't-and always highlighted the old favorites. There was one person who begged me to play something current. I did, but it was used for a bathroom break.
Along with those oldies, I sneaked in some music people wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. Here are the vids down below:
The Partridge Family
The Sesame Street Pinball Count (FYI: Performed by the Pointer Sisters)
And of course, I had a cool response from this song down below. Hell, I was requested to play it twice!
"Theme From Star Trek"-Deodato
Well, this concludes the trip down memory lane. In the meantime...
...arrivderci and Godspeed! And yes, I did close one of my gigs with the PBS logo music.
March 27, 2009
Iron Message: Falcons Cornerback Talks About Overcoming Learning Disability by Wally Spiers
Scottieholics! Salutations! Here's something I got from a newspaper website. He's a prime example of perseverance:
Atlanta Falcons cornerback David Irons Jr., who professed to be 18 several times although he actually is 26, easily mingled with the high school students at Student Transition Day on Wednesday at Southwestern Illinois College in Belleville.
Dressed in blue jeans and a baseball cap, he did seem young, but he is a real NFL football player who has been through some tough stuff to get to where he is.
Irons was part of a Disabilities Awareness Program. He is a national spokesman for the Learning Disabilities Association of America and has a company, Iron 2 Impact Inc., along with his father, who obviously was and is a big influence in his life.
As a week-old infant, Irons was rushed to the hospital after an allergic reaction to the soy in his baby formula. He was near death for a while, and doctors said the result might be brain damage. But he seemed normal as he grew up.
Irons turned out to be a slow learner who had to have things repeated and repeated and repeated. In high school football, he was a star. But in class, he was struggling.
His journey to get help started one day in high school when he had to read a page of a book aloud in class. He said he avoided it every way he could and had the kids laughing at his descriptions of avoiding being called on. But, eventually, he was caught and had to read. He said he was stuttering and having a lot of trouble.
"The teacher thought I was joking around, and she said 'Read it again. Read it again or go to the principal.' I'm like, send me to the principal," Irons said.
It was the beginning of addressing his learning disability.
"I never wanted to admit I had a problem," he said.
After high school in Georgia, Irons played football at Butler Community College in Kansas and then Auburn University. At one point, struggling with classes, football and injuries, he wanted to quit. His dad talked to him and convinced him to keep trying.
"Like Dad said, we were sitting in the car and he was talking to me. He did threaten me, too. He didn't tell you that," David Jr. said.
"He wasn't supposed to tell that," David Sr. said, later.
When Irons struggled in college, he got a tutor, it seemed like 24 hours a day, he said. But he worked hard and graduated with a degree in sociology.
"I'm so proud," he said.
In 2007, he was drafted by the Atlanta Falcons. When asked about how much he makes, he said $2.5 million, truly impressing the crowd of youngsters.
"But that money goes all to my dad," he said.
He encouraged the kids to keep trying and not to get discouraged.
"A lot of people don't like to talk about it (disabilities)," he said. "I'm not scared. I'm here, talking to you guys. You can make it. Don't get down on yourselves."
Atlanta Falcons cornerback David Irons Jr., who professed to be 18 several times although he actually is 26, easily mingled with the high school students at Student Transition Day on Wednesday at Southwestern Illinois College in Belleville.
Dressed in blue jeans and a baseball cap, he did seem young, but he is a real NFL football player who has been through some tough stuff to get to where he is.
Irons was part of a Disabilities Awareness Program. He is a national spokesman for the Learning Disabilities Association of America and has a company, Iron 2 Impact Inc., along with his father, who obviously was and is a big influence in his life.
As a week-old infant, Irons was rushed to the hospital after an allergic reaction to the soy in his baby formula. He was near death for a while, and doctors said the result might be brain damage. But he seemed normal as he grew up.
Irons turned out to be a slow learner who had to have things repeated and repeated and repeated. In high school football, he was a star. But in class, he was struggling.
His journey to get help started one day in high school when he had to read a page of a book aloud in class. He said he avoided it every way he could and had the kids laughing at his descriptions of avoiding being called on. But, eventually, he was caught and had to read. He said he was stuttering and having a lot of trouble.
"The teacher thought I was joking around, and she said 'Read it again. Read it again or go to the principal.' I'm like, send me to the principal," Irons said.
It was the beginning of addressing his learning disability.
"I never wanted to admit I had a problem," he said.
After high school in Georgia, Irons played football at Butler Community College in Kansas and then Auburn University. At one point, struggling with classes, football and injuries, he wanted to quit. His dad talked to him and convinced him to keep trying.
"Like Dad said, we were sitting in the car and he was talking to me. He did threaten me, too. He didn't tell you that," David Jr. said.
"He wasn't supposed to tell that," David Sr. said, later.
When Irons struggled in college, he got a tutor, it seemed like 24 hours a day, he said. But he worked hard and graduated with a degree in sociology.
"I'm so proud," he said.
In 2007, he was drafted by the Atlanta Falcons. When asked about how much he makes, he said $2.5 million, truly impressing the crowd of youngsters.
"But that money goes all to my dad," he said.
He encouraged the kids to keep trying and not to get discouraged.
"A lot of people don't like to talk about it (disabilities)," he said. "I'm not scared. I'm here, talking to you guys. You can make it. Don't get down on yourselves."
February 28, 2009
Hotel Pilot
Scottieholics! Salutations! Long time, no write. Well, to assure you readers that I'm still alive and doing fine. I thought I'd make my presence here at Scottropolis known. After some browsing through YouTube, I thought it'd be groovy to post this clip. This clip contains the beautifully composed theme to the former ABC night time program, Hotel.
Yes, ladies, you're going to get treated to a bit of James Brolin. My fellow men, you're going to get treated to a bit for that milf (no typo) Morgan Fairchild. For music fans and historians such as myself, we have another treat from good ol'Hank (Henry Mancini). It would've been a treat to hear Danny Elfman and Mancini compose together. Another lifetime, I suppose. 'Til next entry, arrivederci and Godspeed!
January 28, 2009
When I Grow Up, I Want To Open A Roller Disco
Scottieholics! Salutations! For those who have followed The Absent Minded Housewife blogs, you'll notice the semi-reference from her November 18, 2008 entry in the title. For a well part of many, many years, I've been shopping and collecting disco music. For those who are not familiar with my entry, it is posted here at Scottropolis in its original format. For those who have followed me since my 360 days and had not read it, shame on you. For a good month and some change, Jack Frost pushed up on us once again. The child inside of me glowed and goaded me into the disco collection once again. I just couldn't help but the innocent times being in my Snoopy jammies, watching cartoons, and eating a plate of hot grits. There were some winter mornings of listening to the background music from "The Price is Right" as Bob Barker goes through the prizes.
But that scenario is another story for another day. I couldn't help but think about opening a roller disco. It'd be cool to skate to Rhythm Heritage's version of Stevie Wonder's "My Cherie Amour." For those who are not familiar of the group, they did the theme to the 1970s show, "S.W.A.T."
Here's a little Golden Girls reference. Rest in peace, Estelle Getty. Picture this. A roller disco on a winter 1977 night. Warm sounds of "My Cherie Amour" coming from the vinyl record playing in the DJ booth. You and that special someone skating together cheek to cheek. Basking under the dim lights with a mild touch of red, green, and blue lights. Disco ball spinning on the ceiling. That sounds like something a parent or two would tell their child.
With all of this snow on the ground, I really can't help but think about those innocent times. Granted each generation will have their own take about innocent times. I can see the kids today telling their kids about having broadband internet and PS3. I'll just be sitting back talking about an Atari 2600 and dealing with rabbit ears. Well, this concludes the entry. In the meantime, arrivederci and Godspeed.
Before I really depart, here's a clip of the trailer from "Roller Boogie". If I bump into a young Linda Blair look-a-like, I may be forced to shut down Scottropolis.
But that scenario is another story for another day. I couldn't help but think about opening a roller disco. It'd be cool to skate to Rhythm Heritage's version of Stevie Wonder's "My Cherie Amour." For those who are not familiar of the group, they did the theme to the 1970s show, "S.W.A.T."
Here's a little Golden Girls reference. Rest in peace, Estelle Getty. Picture this. A roller disco on a winter 1977 night. Warm sounds of "My Cherie Amour" coming from the vinyl record playing in the DJ booth. You and that special someone skating together cheek to cheek. Basking under the dim lights with a mild touch of red, green, and blue lights. Disco ball spinning on the ceiling. That sounds like something a parent or two would tell their child.
With all of this snow on the ground, I really can't help but think about those innocent times. Granted each generation will have their own take about innocent times. I can see the kids today telling their kids about having broadband internet and PS3. I'll just be sitting back talking about an Atari 2600 and dealing with rabbit ears. Well, this concludes the entry. In the meantime, arrivederci and Godspeed.
Before I really depart, here's a clip of the trailer from "Roller Boogie". If I bump into a young Linda Blair look-a-like, I may be forced to shut down Scottropolis.
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