Odds and Ends

I heard Chris Whitley on the radio today, for the first time in ages. It's sad to think that it surely took his death to inspire the DJ to dust off one of his records, and his sole major label offering at that. Amazingly, the guy released something like 11 albums before succumbing to lung cancer at the age of 45, and most people never heard him, let alone heard of him.

It's just as amazing to consider it sometimes takes only one hit song to sustain a career. Link Wray also just died, and while few will remember the guitarist for anything more than "Rumble," that song has always been enough to fill clubs and attract praise.

In completely unrelated news, I watched "Danny the Dog" today - aka "Unleashed" - and Jet Li plays a remarkably sympathetic and sad killer, basically a modern-day Frankenstein monster, though the odd film rarely feels like it takes place in today's world.

Tonight I get to play the modern dad, putting Baby Z. to bed and baking a pie while my wife goes out to hang with friends. Very modern, no? If I have time, maybe I'll hem my new dress.