No, that'll be Lebanese Red, which was my favourite brand of hash way back when. Smooth, soft, mellow, and with a real Clang! Honk! Tweet! hit in the tail. If dope were legal, Red Leb would have been a DOCG. Now it's all bloody skunk, which to good blow is what Carlsberg Special Brew is to a fine Bordeaux :(
+2"Bhadraksh MacPherson" appears to be an unusual combination of an Indian first name and a Scottish surname, and no public information or record of an individual with this specific name could be found in the search results.
Bhadraksh is a Sanskrit name meaning "person possessing beautiful and gracious eyes".
I'm a sucker for anything with a sitar or bagpipes. Come to think of it, a sitar-bagpipe mashup would be awesome.
Proclivities wrote:
You should check out that new album by Bhadraksh MacPherson.
Yes I Googled it just in case
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+2"Bhadraksh MacPherson" appears to be an unusual combination of an Indian first name and a Scottish surname, and no public information or record of an individual with this specific name could be found in the search results.
Bhadraksh is a Sanskrit name meaning "person possessing beautiful and gracious eyes".
I met Charlie Mussewhite on the corner of Ashby and San Pablo in Berkeley. I was working late for the water district and a car had hit a hydrant on the corner there. As. I pulled up ready to pick up the hydrant (the FD had already shut it off) I see this man standing on the corer with an amp. I started talking to him and he said he was returning from a gig in Mountain View. I asked what he played he said harp. I got out my e flat and said I was learning. He asked if he could try it, unusual request but I complied. He blew a few notes and I was stunned. I asked who he was, he said Charlie Musselwhite. One of those rare moments.
Having lunch with my two daughters (age 11 and 14). The youngest randomly asks the older "what's your favorite Billie Eilish song?".
"everything i wanted" she responds.
"I like that one too" I say, as I bring it up on Spotify on the kitchen speakers. "Dad, don't play that song. It's too sad".
"It is, but it's also hopeful".
We listen to the song, and have a meaningful conversation about self-esteem and suicide and sharing feelings with those you trust. I'm sure anyone with daughters can attest that meaningful conversations at that age don't come often.
I would have not have ever heard this song if it wasn't for Radio Paradise. This conversation would not have happened.
Thank you William and crew. Forever grateful.
ps. I also played the Interrupters cover of "Bad Guy" and we had a laugh when I showed them a video of me 4 rows in at their concert. And now they know about ska. Couldn't have asked for a better lunch.
Hi all. A little memory of no importance that I would like to share: 40 years ago (more or less) at a Bauhaus gig I was knocked to the ground by Murphy´s flying/spinning microphone. I came round in the arms off a little punkette who brought me back with sips from her warm hip flask "hidden" in her fishnet stockings. She prontly disapeared... I wonder If shes listening to RP thinking about that skinny idiot sitting in all that spit!
Only if the Reynolds number is over 2100. Otherwise, you are in laminar flow, then f=16/NRe (if we are talking fanning friction factor).
Seriously, this sort of stuff is always what this Chemical Engineer thinks about when I hear this song. It's sad.
Proclivities wrote:
He always takes up two spaces when he parks his car at the supermarket and he was
notorious for not rewinding his video tapes when returning them to the
shop.
