first try

I'm terrible at maintaining blog entries. I can't stand the concept of outward-facing cleverness in an attempt to win over "friends" who could cut you loose just because they swallowed olive pits instead of olives. But here goes.

Tonight I have been watching "The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly" -- I forgot how damned long this movie is. I'm having trouble reconciling Eastwood's appearance in this movie with how he appears now. Yes, I know he is a lot older now, but still...

Today someone posted to Postcard 2 a link to an article about Shelby Lynne, and her new album of songs Dusty Springfield made famous. I saw Shelby perform last fall at the Triple Door -- a dinner club in Seattle. It was very good because nobody can cover a Dusty song like Shelby. It was bad because it lasted for perhaps seven songs and was over. No opening act, no next act. Our dinners were half-eaten. We -- the audience -- were perplexed. On our way out the door, somebody was handing out free 45 rpm records of Shelby songs from her new CD. In some ways I felt I was over-compensated, because the music was so fine. In some ways I felt cheated because the performance was so short.

Clint is preparing for the shootout now; must stop...