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29 January, 2018

On this day

In 1860 Russian author Anton Chekhov, 1880 playwright W.C. Fields, and in 1966 Brazilian footballer Romario were all born.

1819: British East India Company administrator Sir Stamford Raffles established the port of Singapore.

1886: German mechanical engineer Karl Benz patented the first practical automobile powered by an internal - combustion engine.
1900: The American League of Professional Baseball Clubs was organized in Philadelphia
1919: The Prohibition (Eighteenth) Amendment to the U.S. Constitution was ratified and went into effect the following year.
1924: The first machine for rolling ice cream cones was patented by Carl Rutherford Taylor of Cleveland, Ohio.
1936: Babe Ruth and Ty Cobb were among the first players elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, NY.
2002: Iraq, Iran, and North Korea called "Axis of Evil" by former U.S President George W. Bush.
2004: Author Janet Frame who created a unique body of work that presents perhaps the most-recognized voice of New Zealand outside of her native country, died.

Drunk (an excerpt)
By: Anton Chekhov


Drunk

by 


A MANUFACTURER called Frolov, a handsome dark man with a round beard, and a soft, velvety expression in his eyes, and Almer, his lawyer, an elderly man with a big rough head, were drinking in one of the public rooms of a restaurant on the outskirts of the town. They had both come to the restaurant straight from a ball and so were wearing dress coats and white ties. Except them and the waiters at the door there was not a soul in the room; by Frolov's orders no one else was admitted.

26 January, 2018

Friday Rambles

Starting today we here at Moose's Beard are going to start the "Friday Rambles." Where anything is on the table.

US Women's Gymnastics was in the news this week. And this is not a ramble about what happened, but more for the bravery of the young women who had to suffer through this for so many years. This story brought me to tears this week. Not many things really can, but when you hear or read what Ally Raisman said along with the other young women, as well as the judge, I'm not sure how you cannot get a little teary eyed.
I read a Washington Post article by the incomparable Sally Jenkins. She goes into enough detail about this that I would rather not sensationalize it. I would say just read the article. In it though, she makes a plea, more like demands Congress to dissolve the governing body of U.S. Women's Gymanstics who swept all of this under the rug and, while they may have not committed the crime, they are culpable. Which in my opinion is just as bad.
Knowing that something is wrong and doing nothing about it is deplorable. Especially when you are the authority and have the authority to make it to stop. We've seen this in far too many cases where something tremendously horrific was happening and the powers that be simply swept it under the rug, or "dealt with it in house." Rather than exposing it from the beginning. Joe Paterno won a lot of games for Penn State, and good for him, but Jerry Sandusky happened under his watch.
Culpability is at play and whcn culpable you receive no empathy from me. Michigan State University is part in parcel of the governing body of the latest. The president of the university resigned, but gets no empathy. Nor does the university.
This isn't athletes accepting bribes from agents. This is something far worse. This is something that has been going on for years, and not just years a decade and longer. No sympathy from me. So many questions of how and why would the one's who knew continue to let it happen and do literally nothing. Until finally some brave women stood up and said no more. They are the story in this, and there are likely many more who have not come forward.
I ramble about this in standing next to them in solidarity with them and anyone who has gone through something similar. Luckily for me I have not. Luckily for me I have loving parents and coaches in baseball who were never like this. My luck is someone else's pain or someone else's bravery with standing up.
In a world of selfies and likes and wanting the attention, this is disturbingly ironic how after twenty years this finally got attention. For that all these women should be applauded, and hopefully soon Senators McCain and Gillibrand will dissolve the USOC, and we can progress into something much better and with more oversight.
Until that pound of the gavel I hope folks will not be afraid to stand up and say something. That is the take away for me. That these intense and strong competitors took that and used it to fight a monster, and won.

19 January, 2018

Leonard Cohen: They Wanted it Darker

Leonard Cohen: They Wanted it Darker


   For decades Leonard Cohen has been a part of the songwriting lexicon. Arguably one of the best songwriter's we have known, Leonard found a way to blend his influences of jazz and folk/country into both the verbiage and sound. My introduction to Leonard has been like Alice chasing the ever elusive white rabbit. Never finding the right time to sit and really listen. Since high school however, and most obvious the introduction for me was with "Hallelujah." Where an older man in a fedora sang this song and I was enamored.  He looked like "cool." And as he grew older his voice became more gravelly and baritone. Still enamored, it was on my back porch in Chicago, out of high school, were a lot of things went down, but mainly a musical experience was happening, when "Suzanne" came on. Performed by the widely unknown Fred Holstein, and those words, the longing within them, took me to a place where music does not often take me. There was a peaceful calm hanging on every word and every note I was locked into this song and remaining enamored.

   Fast forward many years and a few moves and here we are today on this the 19th day of 2018. The chasing of him has ceased, and I have been delving deep into his library. The inflection of his voice, the chord changes, and closing my eyes and simply listening. Shutting up for a while and listening to the wise old man of the sea. Telling me nothing I don't already know, but telling me in a way through song that stop me from making footprints in the snow and look back. I didn't get this chance when I was younger, for whatever reason. Time has finally allowed itself, albeit late as hell. But that is the beauty of this. I would probably never have met him, but I can listen to interviews and the library from beginning to whatever end may come. For the great ones always live on. Churning out records long after they are gone.

   Leonard left us with "You Want it Darker," and I find myself feeling the way I did when I first heard "Suzanne." Drifting through the words and sounds in catatonic silence. My once filled brain with constant chatter has silenced itself as his words fill my ear canal, and the chord changes take me on the journey that not many artists do. The great ones do it. There is a list a mile long, and Leonard Cohen is on that list.

   I don't know how to meditate, but his songs make everything quiet. For me it is sort of like being in a trance, or when you are watching a truly unbelievable movie and you become lost in silence. When they are both over you snap out of it, but you could have stayed in that place. It was comforting. It was quiet. Leonard does this. He has this ability to, whether knowing it or not, to make his music feel all these things. Yes, they are just songs. For this listener having finally caught up to his white rabbit the journey has just begun, and I will purposely take a long time to finish it. 

Sunday's Are For

Sunday's are for Snap Judgment
Listening while perusing the streets in the morning hours. 
Sunday's are for mom's pot roast
that cooks all day and who's smell permeates the entire house. 
Sunday's are for mom's banana bread
once all the banana's have gone bad, or ripened. 
Sunday's are for creating things
Where there once was nothing creating a shelf
or a painting
or some humble words
or maybe a song. 

Sunday's are for family
having a football game on but not really paying attention
the entertainment of 5 year old nieces far surpasses what grown men playing a child's game can do, yet how are those grown men doing? 
you peak. 
Sunday's are for resting easy before a busy week
for a few hours escaping into arts and crafts
a pot roast
a banana bread
and the five year old laughter bellowing through the afternoon air. 

Sunday's are for all of these things
soaking in these moments however fleeting they become.
Sunday's are for relaxation
to meander instead of being determined.
To walk instead of run
or to quite literally, be.

Sunday's are for more many things
where the dim of the slow burning sunrise carries into morning.
Sunday's are for seeing the glow
reflect off of the frozen river.
Sunday's are for resting easy, friends
for tomorrow begins it all again. 

18 January, 2018

What Happens to College Basketball?

The talk going around is that the NBA may soon allow 18 year old guys to join the ranks. Questions loom with this right? Such as: How would this effect the NBA, the players, and college basketball?
Three questions and I am sure there could be more.

With more and more kids leaving after their freshmen years of college basketball I wonder about this. This is 2018 not 1995 or even 2000 when the like of Jermaine O'Neil, Kevin Garnett, Kobe Bryant, and Lebron James came into the league, and many more that have made it and or busted out. Whether anyone is ready to join the professional ranks of any sport or business straight out of college remains to be seen. Considering a small margin are indeed ready to go right out of the gate and do well is a feet unto itself, whereas the higher numbers rest within it will take a year or two or more, and or never for a player to have "made it."

The kids that leave after their freshman years are leaving for a multitude of reasons. Family life, maybe the wrong person telling them, or they just know. I've wrestled with this leaving for a long while on whether it is good or bad, but I think it is more or less indifferent. It is more gray than black and white. I remember when Kevin Garnett jumped from Farragut High School and was going to the NBA. You just knew he was good. Much in the vain of Lebron or Kobe, and some others. I don't sit on the bench with the guys who rail on and on about how these kids should stay in school. I look at it more like a basketball maturity. Within that same breath however, length of stay or age does not matter. There are plenty of guys that went all four years of college who are just, alright. Greatness is determined by how hard you work not how long you stay in college. How fast you mature as a 16, 17, and 18 year old young person. Greatness doesn't care about the college that you went to, it is determined by you.

The college game will go on no matter what. The business of college basketball is on the higher end of millions. With March Madness raking in the brunt of that cash. College basketball will go on, and being that the greats probably will not develop more in college the game will still be competitive. As it continues to do so today. The hope would be that players on the college level continue to grow as young men first and basketball players second. Because as every superhero knows "with great powers come great responsibility."

09 January, 2018

Ben Miller Band: Choke Cherry Tree

https://cincymusic.com/blog/2018/01/ben-miller-band-choke-cherry-tree


This band is new to me, and I enjoyed what I heard. The link is to the article now up on cincymusic.com. Please check it out, and hope you enjoy.

03 January, 2018

Welcome To the New Year!

       Wanted to take a moment and wish you all a Happy New Year, and thank you for reading. For this new year the plan is to post more frequently. Either rambling thoughts, something more concise, or the standard album review or show review. Which there is one that I truly excited about, and more details to come on that soon. 
       The rambling thoughts are anything having to do with poetry or my musings on questions that I ask I myself on a frequent basis. There are few in the works either almost complete, barely done, or just an idea and I'm hoping to polish them all up and get them posted. There a wide range of concepts such as politics, sports, and one about religion. These are just rambling thoughts. Meant to think over and about, but never for too long. 
    The "something more concise" could be any of the above along with, and not limited to, stories that I have composed or again anything more complete and finished. Which again there is one story that is completely finished and that I am proud of, and I have more ideas as well. The notes app on my phone is filled with them, and my documents folder on my computer here at work is also filled but with the more complete versions and some that are merely ideas. 
   All of this is to give you the reader a look into what I have in store for the coming year. I do have a busy job that can get kind of crazy, but I will do my wholesale best to post more frequently. That could mean once a week, once every other week, once a month, or getting crazy twice a week. There is a wealth of topics to talk about, and there is a gargantuan sized pit of words that has taken up residence inside my brain which I see on a regular basis. I just hope whomever is reading continues to do so, and if so inclined give it a share as well. These are simply words grouped together to make or shape the ideas and sentences that reside within me. Hope you all enjoy, and hope for a better year than last for everyone. 


Cheers, 
Matthew J. Gronholm / Moose