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Bit of a contemplative mood today, or maybe it's just because I have to go to the dentist this afternoon.

I have a lot of respect for this bloke. When I was younger he and his brother would be gigging seven nights a week across Sydney. This version also includes Vince Jones, another who I have a soft spot for.

 
I've been a fan of The Who for as long as I can remember. I heard Boris the Spider when I was little and loved it.

There's been many great covers or interpretations of their songs (Sex Pistols version of Substitute comes immediately to mind) but this artist took this song and turned it into something absolutely visceral.

Have a great afternoon, folks.

 
Taken from the Currency Press Facebook page. A true legend.

Ray Lawler, author of the legendary Australian drama Summer of the Seventeenth Doll, has died in Melbourne at the age of 103. His family announced that Lawler died peacefully on the evening of Wednesday 24 July after a brief illness. The playwright had lived at his home in Elwood, Victoria since 1975.

Over a long career, Lawler was an actor, director and playwright. His most famous play, Summer of the Seventeenth Doll, was first performed at Melbourne University’s Union Theatre in 1955, followed by extensive tours across Australia before transferring to London’s West End in 1957 and Broadway in 1958. It was adapted to a film in 1959. The play is credited with changing the direction of Australian drama. It has been translated and performed in many countries around the world.
Lawler wrote two more plays featuring characters from The Doll: Kid Stakes (1975) and Other Times (1976). In 1978 the three plays were published by Currency Press as The Doll Trilogy. Lawler’s other plays include Hal’s Belles (1945), Cradle of Thunder (1952), The Piccadilly Bushman (1959), The Unshaven Cheek (1963), A Breach in the Wall (1967), The Man Who Shot the Albatross (1972), and Godsend (1982).

Lawler is survived by his wife, the former Brisbane actress Jacklyn Kelleher, and their three children, with three grandchildren and two great grandchildren.
Lawler was named an Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE) in 1980 and an Officer of the Australian Order (AO) in 2023. The smaller theatre space, the Lawler, in the Melbourne Theatre Company's Southbank Theatre is named after him.

Image 2, left to right: Ray Lawler as Barney, June Jago as Olive, Roma Johnston as Pearl, Noel Ferrier as Roo, Fenella Maguire as Bubba and Carmel Dunn (seated) as Emma in the 1995 Union Theatre Company production of Summer of the Seventeenth Doll in Melbourne.
 

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moginie said:
Taken from the Currency Press Facebook page. A true legend.

Ray Lawler, author of the legendary Australian drama Summer of the Seventeenth Doll, has died in Melbourne at the age of 103. His family announced that Lawler died peacefully on the evening of Wednesday 24 July after a brief illness. The playwright had lived at his home in Elwood, Victoria since 1975.

Over a long career, Lawler was an actor, director and playwright. His most famous play, Summer of the Seventeenth Doll, was first performed at Melbourne University’s Union Theatre in 1955, followed by extensive tours across Australia before transferring to London’s West End in 1957 and Broadway in 1958. It was adapted to a film in 1959. The play is credited with changing the direction of Australian drama. It has been translated and performed in many countries around the world.
Lawler wrote two more plays featuring characters from The Doll: Kid Stakes (1975) and Other Times (1976). In 1978 the three plays were published by Currency Press as The Doll Trilogy. Lawler’s other plays include Hal’s Belles (1945), Cradle of Thunder (1952), The Piccadilly Bushman (1959), The Unshaven Cheek (1963), A Breach in the Wall (1967), The Man Who Shot the Albatross (1972), and Godsend (1982).

Lawler is survived by his wife, the former Brisbane actress Jacklyn Kelleher, and their three children, with three grandchildren and two great grandchildren.
Lawler was named an Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE) in 1980 and an Officer of the Australian Order (AO) in 2023. The smaller theatre space, the Lawler, in the Melbourne Theatre Company's Southbank Theatre is named after him.

Image 2, left to right: Ray Lawler as Barney, June Jago as Olive, Roma Johnston as Pearl, Noel Ferrier as Roo, Fenella Maguire as Bubba and Carmel Dunn (seated) as Emma in the 1995 Union Theatre Company production of Summer of the Seventeenth Doll in Melbourne.
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That's a good innings if there ever was. Vale.
Of course Summer of the Seventeenth Doll was part of the curriculum form 3 (Yr 9) I think.
 
Pamcake1 said:
That's a good innings if there ever was. Vale.
Of course Summer of the Seventeenth Doll was part of the curriculum form 3 (Yr 9) I think.
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Yeah, I reckon I did it in year 11. Year 12 was Peter Kenna's A Hard God.
 
Just had a sighting of Barry Jones with carer/daughter(?) around the corner in my village.
I remarked to Larry, who owns the shop I was in, 'wow you don't see him around much anymore.'
He wanted to know who he was, was he a famous footballer?
There are enough of them around the joint for him to easily be one.
I then explained a bit of Carlton's history of being home to the left leaning pollies such as Moss cass, John Button etc. as well as retired sports warriors and showed him via google who Barry Jones is.
Larry was impressed and said he loved watching the world from his window and learning about who's who and village lore.
Though a decrepit edifice corporally, Jones is obviously still ambulatory and mentally agile, his distinct character and way obvious.
Have a lovely weekend one and all.

 
Thanks for your proof read 3KZ is Football I've posted my first media piece and possibly the last as I have no idea how transfer the format of the original over and had to reformat it completely in the edit. Frustrating waste of time.
As Grand Uncle Horrace was a great friend and supporter I will put the 2nd last & last songs here that I posted in Guerilla Radio last night, a special edition that Kilroy did with all of the songs that GUH had chosen at different times with GUH's quotes at the time.

Media - WEST COAST WONDERS TRIBUTE TO GRAND UNCLE HORRACE

Shake Down the Thunder Honouring the passing of the Champion of the Wonders Grand Uncle Horrace. Vale Mac Toirneach* Blood & thunder. When GUH decided on something, someone or team, he was fiercely loyal, adamantly, completely, furiously, savagely committed. He bled for the Wonders as he...
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And for all the teachers and students of life:

 
Love Maureen Dowd's writing.
Here is her latest 'Opinion Essay' in the NYTimes pub.27/7/24

JD Vance, Purr-fectly Dreadful​


Suddenly, Donald Trump looks enlightened about women.

Sure, he’s in a 1959 time warp, like some spray-tanned, comb-over swinger in a Vegas lounge, talking about skirts and broads.

Sure, he filled the Supreme Court with religious zealots ending women’s rights.

Sure, he has been held liable for sexual abuse, accused of groping and caught talking about his right to grab women by their lady parts. He cheated on his first wife with the woman who became his second wife and then had flings when he was married to his third wife. He betrayed Melania with a pr0n star while she was home
nursing their son and humiliated her again when the Stormy Daniels case went to trial. (See: Why Melania did not give a convention speech.)

Sure, his convention beatification was a dated homage to machismo, with Hulk Hogan tearing his shirt off and the U.F.C.’s Dana White introducing Trump as a fighter.

And yet, somehow, Trump managed to choose a vice-presidential pick whose views on women are even more draconian and meanspirited than his own.

JD Vance, he of many names, is off to a thudding start. He went on Megyn Kelly’s podcast Friday for cleanup on Aisle Feline. She sympathetically asked him about his 2021 rant to Tucker Carlson that top Democrats — Kamala Harris, Pete Buttigieg and A.O.C. — were “a bunch of childless cat ladies who are miserable at their own lives and the choices they’ve made, and so they want to make the rest of the country miserable, too.”

Vance explained to Kelly: “Obviously, it was a sarcastic comment. I’ve got nothing against cats.”

Ha. Ha. Ha. He’s the Republican Party’s biggest wit since that laugh riot Sarah Palin.

He doubled down on the substance of his earlier argument, that only women who are in a traditional marriage, using their uteruses in a way JD Vance deems proper, can have “a direct stake” in America.

I grew up in a family brimming with military uniforms, police uniforms, altar boy outfits, Girl Scout uniforms, Catholic school uniforms and presidential medals for bravery. We were religious and patriotic and unbelievably proud to be Americans.

And now comes this ridiculous faux-billy, tailoring his beliefs to match his ambition, telling me I have no stake in America?

Unless women are fulfilling their duties as breeders and helpmates, they’re not fully Americans? It’s an un-American stance that’s beneath contempt.
Phony. Vance has a lovely wife, Usha, the daughter of Indian immigrants, a star of Yale Law School and a litigator at a top law firm. She clerked for Chief Justice John Roberts at the Supreme Court and Brett Kavanaugh on the U.S. Court of Appeals for the D.C. Circuit.
Their marriage is clearly a modern one. He donned an Indian robe for one of their wedding ceremonies, which irked white supremacists supportive of Trump.

Nick Fuentes, a white supremacist who dined with Trump at Mar-a-Lago in 2022, said, “Do you really expect that the guy who has an Indian wife and named their kid Vivek is going to support white identity?”
(The Vivek news surprised some MAGA delegates in Milwaukee.)
Vance replied Friday simply that he loves his wife. But on the campaign trail, he projects an archaic image nurtured by Heritage Foundation-Project 2025 fanatics and Vance’s fellow superconservative Catholics. You get the impression that they would love nothing more than to dispatch women back to the kitchen and bedroom, turning them into what Hilary Mantel called “breeding stock, collections of organs.”

Vance also said in a speech three years ago that parents should “absolutely” get a bigger say in how a democracy functions and more voting power; in different remarks, he said that childless Americans should pay higher taxes. Turns out, JD is as undemocratic as his running mate.

In 2022, Vance said he wanted abortion to be illegal nationally, though now he has amended his position to be more in line with Trump’s, giving states the power to decide. (Until they’re in the Oval Office, cave to the Christian right and get a national ban.)

Vance was so adamant on the issue when he was running for Senate that he said there should be a federal “response” to block women from traveling to other states to get abortions. He was worried that George Soros would send a jumbo jet to pick up “disproportionately Black women” and take them to California to
“go have abortions.”

Vance wrote the foreword for the upcoming book by Kevin Roberts, the president of the Heritage Foundation. Project 2025 wants to put on a full-court press to ban abortion and products like mifepristone and wants to restrict access to Plan B. This is the same wing of the party, cultural reactionaries, that targeted I.V.F. treatments.

And last month, Vance voted against a Democratic bill to protect I.V.F.

Trump chose Vance to stir up cultural resentment in rural areas and small towns against elites and cosmopolitan types. Down with Carrie Bradshaw!

As a cat-loving, cosmopolitan type myself, I do not want Trump and Vance making intimate decisions for American women or judging us or disparaging us for our lives — all nine of them.
 
These two albums were everywhere in the early 70's. A time of contrasting softness with hard realities as the changing of the guard of the generations evolved.

Is it any wonder that 'cottage core' and 'snuggling' are currency, in the generation dealing with the hard realities of being dragged imminently and constantly into wars, of cultural, political, identity and ideological survival.

'Wars' that they have little faith in, that produce an ennui and cynicsm, imagining that they have any franchise or potency to affect. Wearing a moral softness that has been fostered by continual consumer comforts and a tilted playing field of ideological acceptances.

One of those ideologies, a big one, is Ageism and how our culture is riddled with it.

My conversation here is not that it's an us and them, or that my generation was somehow better etc. that is buying in to the stupidity and I am very aware of that and do want to avoid any support of it.

The generation I was born into had it's conversation with the world, through it's creative artifacts as every generation does, no one is not standing on the shoulders of those before it or re-inventing a better wheel, each is only adding their bit to the same wheel of life.

I wasn't quite the gen that saw Cat Stevens as the big thing, I was on the edges of it, being a little younger than the core of fans. I appreciate his talent as a muscian and song writer but I was then more than a bit apathetic when it came to worshipping him as a pop star. I had to sing 'Morning has Broken' in the choir, directed by the teacher who was one of the many American's recruited by the Education Dept to fill the teaching quota in a temporary arrangement that they had put in place. This teacher was one of the 'God Squad' squares from middle America doing her bit for the moral good of the heathen Australian rabble. The song was and is incredibly difficult to sing well and choir practise was not much fun at all.
It's not a song that I would willingly play but I would still play a lot of CS/YI songs. So if the songs posted here make you want to vomit too bad. They have a place, they have merit and they are having a spin.





 
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Vale Edna O'Brien

NYTimes today
"Edna O’Brien, the prolific Irish author whose evocative and explicit stories of loves lost earned her a literary reputation that matched the darkly complex lives of her tragic heroines, died on Saturday. She was 93.
Her death was announced on social media by her publisher, Faber, which said only that she had died “after a long illness.” She had spoken in recent years about being treated for cancer.
Ms. O’Brien wrote dozens of novels and short-story collections over almost 60 years, starting in 1960 with “The Country Girls,” a book that dealt with the emotional conflicts of two Irish girls who rebel against their Roman Catholic upbringing.
Her books often depicted willful but insecure women who loved men who were crass, unfaithful or already married. Much of her early work carried aspects of autobiography, which stirred whisperings about her morals and led to personal attacks against her back home in Ireland.
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“I learned from her,” the American novelist Mary Gordon once said, “particularly her way of writing about the intensity and danger of childhood. She has described a kind of girl’s life that hadn’t been talked about before.”

But the boldness of her writing never endeared her to the women’s rights movement, which disliked her evocation of hard luck singles and desperate mistresses. Ms. O’Brien took the rejection in stride.

“I don’t feel strongly about the things they feel strongly about,” she once said, referring to women’s rights advocates. “I feel strongly about childhood, truth or lies, and the real expression of feeling.”

For decades, her work was more highly praised outside Ireland than in her homeland, which she left for good in the 1960s. With her auburn hair, green eyes and Irish country lilt, she was seen by non-Irish critics as the embodiment of Ireland itself. But in Ireland, her persona struck many as too rich to be real. (The Irish literary critic Denis Donoghue called her “stage Irish.”)
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“I don’t know whether I will last or not,” she said in an 1989 interview with The New York Times Magazine. “All I know is that I want to write about something that has no fashion and that does not pander to any period or to a journalistic point of view. I want to write about something that would apply to any time because it’s a state of the soul.”.
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Great Obit sry I can't publish it all.

 

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A mate of mine has just come back from Lovina in northern Bali and Dave Faulkner was at the same motel. Did a couple of impromptu gigs too. What an opportunity!
 

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