I used to attend my Air Cadet parades on Friday nights as a teenager. Afterwards me and my buddies would buy a big box of donuts and go to someones house just in time watch the Midnight Special. It was THE showcase for the coolest and hottest music of the times. No lip syncing or auto tune for these performers.
There were very few programs focusing on popular music at the time aside from American Bandstand. In fact, the very first mini-music movies, that have since been called music videos, often premiered on the Midnight Special. I first saw Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody video on that program and knew that I was seeing the future.
Kelly got me thinking about the Bee Gees today so I dragged up the old record player to enjoy the 2 album set of all their greatest hits. Good old school memories. I wish I had some Pac Man to play with a large orange soda, some jail bait and a slice of greasy pizza to properly set the mood.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.