If you are of a "certain age" (and you know who you are) then you will appreciate this site I am about to lay on you: http://concerts.wolfgangsvault.com/
Wolfgangs Vault (www.wolfgangsvault.com) is the brainchild of Bill Graham,the pre-eminent concert promoter of the 60's and 70's. From the site:
Wolfgang was Bill Graham, the man whose genius for bringing performer and audience together shaped the rock concert as we have come to know it. Born Wolfgang Grajonca in Berlin in 1931, he escaped Nazi Germany to grow up in a foster home in the Bronx and anglicized his name at the age of 18. Bill Graham, who would come to be known as the midwife of the modern rock concert, was smart and forward-thinking, an opportunist and a listener, fair and ferociously demanding, and he remembered his roots: in the 1980s he opened a small San Francisco club and named it Wolfgang's.
This site allows one to stream live concert audio from some of the best live rock shows of that period.
It's free, just give them your email address and a password and you're in. You can thank me for this later.
Joe Rocket
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Let's Go Tripping!
Road tripping, that is. Man, I can't wait. I can almost taste the smell (?) of exhaust, gasoline and rubber. Today's downpour is eating away at the huge snowbanks and washing off the roadways. I'd settle for another few days of this if it meant I could ride by this weekend.
My little roadtrip to CT and NY this past week put me in the mood. I saw more than a few guys out on their scooters. The temps were in the low 50's and I was heartened by the sunny days and clean roads. The trip was fraught with frustration but had some high points as well.
For one, I was out of the office, which is always a good thing. I like to travel and feel quite claustrophobic when I get stuck in the office on a regular basis. I intend to fix this!
The frustration lies in working on a project, facing hurdle after hurdle, finally to run into a brick wall at the end. I had to do some fast adjustment to the situation (road hazard!) and move on. I was a tad PO'd but I've since moved on. Some of that anger was borne out of fear and disillusionment but I recovered and am moving down the road.
I tossed the the question out last to see who would be the first to get their bike on the road this year and several took this as a challenge. Maybe tomorrow will be the day. I need to check the weather, pull the charger off and put the stock seat back on. Of course, when I tore this all apart late last year, I put bolts all over the place. I sure hope I can find all the parts!
The roads here are a mess, with deep fissures in the pavement, large upheavals of tar, thanks to the frost "heavies" and sand everywhere. If I do get out soon, it will be a short, slow ride.
Here's a shot of me and my buddies, taken last year:
Yeah, we look great in tight leathers!
Okay, so that's not really us and we ride more traditional cruiser-style bikes these days. But that shot gives me hope for a long riding career and many more miles behind me.
It's about time to start planning some of the early rides of the season. Shorter, closer to home and definitely in a southerly direction. I guess we missed Daytona Bike Week again. I'll have to save that for another year. What else is coming up? Is there a big ride happening soon in the Mid-Atlantic states? Hatteras??? Let me know if you hear of anything good and I'll post it here.
It is supposed to hit high 40's to low 50's here by late this week. So, maybe a week from today, I'll be out there, on the road again ("...I just can't wait to get on the road again..."). I guess Willie was right. Nothing better than that unfettered freedom that you find only on the road, away from your worries, cares and problems.
I'm long overdue for some two-wheeled therapy.
A low, slow wave,
Joe Rocket
My little roadtrip to CT and NY this past week put me in the mood. I saw more than a few guys out on their scooters. The temps were in the low 50's and I was heartened by the sunny days and clean roads. The trip was fraught with frustration but had some high points as well.
For one, I was out of the office, which is always a good thing. I like to travel and feel quite claustrophobic when I get stuck in the office on a regular basis. I intend to fix this!
The frustration lies in working on a project, facing hurdle after hurdle, finally to run into a brick wall at the end. I had to do some fast adjustment to the situation (road hazard!) and move on. I was a tad PO'd but I've since moved on. Some of that anger was borne out of fear and disillusionment but I recovered and am moving down the road.
I tossed the the question out last to see who would be the first to get their bike on the road this year and several took this as a challenge. Maybe tomorrow will be the day. I need to check the weather, pull the charger off and put the stock seat back on. Of course, when I tore this all apart late last year, I put bolts all over the place. I sure hope I can find all the parts!
The roads here are a mess, with deep fissures in the pavement, large upheavals of tar, thanks to the frost "heavies" and sand everywhere. If I do get out soon, it will be a short, slow ride.
Here's a shot of me and my buddies, taken last year:
Yeah, we look great in tight leathers!
Okay, so that's not really us and we ride more traditional cruiser-style bikes these days. But that shot gives me hope for a long riding career and many more miles behind me.
It's about time to start planning some of the early rides of the season. Shorter, closer to home and definitely in a southerly direction. I guess we missed Daytona Bike Week again. I'll have to save that for another year. What else is coming up? Is there a big ride happening soon in the Mid-Atlantic states? Hatteras??? Let me know if you hear of anything good and I'll post it here.
It is supposed to hit high 40's to low 50's here by late this week. So, maybe a week from today, I'll be out there, on the road again ("...I just can't wait to get on the road again..."). I guess Willie was right. Nothing better than that unfettered freedom that you find only on the road, away from your worries, cares and problems.
I'm long overdue for some two-wheeled therapy.
A low, slow wave,
Joe Rocket
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