The Schnaug

The Schnaug . . .

He only comes out at night
He’s an ankle biting dog
A schnauzer and a pug dog mix
They call him the Schnaug
A schnauzer and a pug dog mix
They call him the Schnaug

He’s low to the ground and built for speed
He weighs 300 pounds
An under bite and very bad breath
They call him the Schnaug
An under bite and very bad breath
They call him the Schnaug

He feeds on bad presidents
Late night Tweeting fat hogs
He rips their ankles to shreds
They call him the Schnaug
He rips their ankles to shreds
They call him the Schnaug

Pedaling Backwards

“WHAT, WHO, WHEE” – actual AM Radio Call Signs – when Radio was “The Town Crier” . . .

Video might have Killed The Radio Star, but The Internet Killed Community. Back in the 20’s, 30’s, 40’s, 50’s, 60’s and the first part of the 70’s, Radio was an integral part of the Community. It was the “Chronicler” of Community, the New Town Crier so to speak. But it provided information and entertainment – and did so – for the “masses” and at a cost anyone could afford. There was no “final mile problem” – at all. In fact, look up “Roadrunner” by Jonathan Richman and The Modern Lovers – you’ll get it instantly . . .

We have “invented” more problems than we have solved. Our country and its Democracy is at the brink of extinction because of “Reality TV” and “Social Media”. We are Pedaling Backwards . . .

Radio stations were “Live on Location”. WNNJ in Newton, NJ was a low power AM radio station who played the local High School basketball games on the radio. How cool is that? Yes – feels like pre-historic times. It was real, raw, “Community Radio”. The voice of the “Common Man”. The Internet is nowhere near a substitute. I’m no Luddite – my career has been in IT – specifically a Data Architect, Data Engineer and Database Administrator – for 40 years. My life has been nothing but “The latest and greatest technology” . . .

On with the song!

In Ancient Times
On the radio
We heard sounds
The music played
And people danced
Across the towns

Some progress
Is not progress
We’re Pedaling backwards
Social media
Is not social
Its anti-social

Where is
The Farm Report? The Local Weather?
The Local Music? Local News?
Where are the
School plays?
The local stores?
The local people?

Always The Machine

We start at the bottom
As children
We ascend to the top
Or so we hope

Some gain experience
And wisdom
Some do not
Deep inside we know

Life is a machine
That you can control
Take control now
Or be controlled

Evil GOP Conmen

Our President evil
Is a weapon of mass distraction
President double wide big mouth
Is all Tweet and no action

Many have died
Under this Monsters rule
He crashed the economy
He plays us for fools

The only way
To Make America Great again
Is to rid our suffering country
Of these GOP Con men

Song: Hope (Vote) Past Hate

My biggest hope for 2020 is a vaccine – against Covid-19 and against Trumpism and the GOP

Covid-19 and Trumpism are both deadly diseases. This is not metaphor, this is a literal fact.

Lyrics:

Its easy to berate
Its easier to appreciate
Let yourself go
You’ll feel great

Thugs in the White House
White Trash Debutantes
This November Make America Great
Vote them out – Hope Past Hate

Its easy to Tweet Hate
Its easier to create
Let yourself go
You’ll feel great

Thugs in the White House
White Trash Debutantes
This November Make America Great
Vote them out – Hope Past Hate

Its easy to be irate
Its easier to compensate
Let yourself go
You’ll feel great

Thugs in the White House
White Trash Debutantes
This November Make America Great
Vote them out – Hope Past Hate

Assemblage Art: Plague Doctor

The Plague Doctor Wore a Bird Like “Beek Mask” as a crude respirator

Like our current White House Klan, the Plague Doctor wore a mask to keep out what they called “The Miasme”. This was actually during the Great Plague – and before they learned that the plague was caused by rodent flea’s – not something floating in the air. The Plague Doctor is more in line with the 1918 or Covid-19 Pandemics.

Plague Doctor statuette

I create Assemblage art – more to photograph than to keep around as a “thing”. I keep my favorites and give the rest away.

Assemblage is a lot of fun

Assemblage art has been called “junk art”, and that is an accurate statement – some say “found art”, and there were several art “movements” who furthered the Assemblage art – like the Dada-ists and Surrealists, including Man Ray and Marcel Duchamp.

For me its been simple – I find a couple cool knick knacks and see what they look like together, and then the “piece” really turns out to be a still life object to photograph.

Its a LOT easier to have digital photo files on an SD card than all these junk art pieces collecting dust!

Switching Yard . . .

The Artiste Behind This Here Blog

Welcome to this new blog. It is a branch off another blog that I write – which is mostly about Ham Radio and is more scientific. About a year ago, I walked into a great music store in Petaluma, California called Tall Toad Music and saw this guitar:

Gretsch Streamliner

I couldn’t believe that it was of such high quality and was only $450 dollars US. That was it – I had to get back into playing guitar. You see, between 1984 – 1994, I lived in San Francisco and had been in a band that played in many dive bars in the SF Bay Area. This was before SOMA – and most of San Francisco was overrun by Tech and then Tech billionaires and Tech Hipsters. Yeah – back when artists still lived in the lofts in SOMA and where they went to Cafe Soma and Brainwash. I count myself very lucky to have been a part of that scene. I played in a rehearsal studio next to The Stud (its original location and I think what is there now is still “The Holy Cow”) . . .

Playing at the Fabulous Hotel Utah in the 80’s with my band, Switching Yard

Back then, while I played guitar in the band, I also played keyboards and even took piano classes at Chabot College, and got straight A’s and was even invited to join a music honors fraternity. Here is a song I’m working on now:

But my young family started, and that was it for a while.

I was lucky to have photo shows at Cafe Soma, The Meat Market Cafe and Brainwash

I also was seriously into photography, and I think during the “gestation period” for my first son in the very late 80’s, I built a darkroom in our house in the Miraloma Park neighborhood – a really nice part of San Francisco, and a place few knew about.

I’ll share more about myself in this blog as I post – and I will only use images, sounds and words that I created. My “day job” is a Computer Programmer (old school, but my favorite name for what I do), and I have been doing it and loving it since 1981 – when I graduated from Lock Haven State College in PA – and was recruited to go work for Kodak in Rochester, NY.

OK, that’s enough to get this thang kicked off. See you next post . . .