iPod morning commute music: George Harrison, All Things Must Pass, disc 1 (1970)
This is, of course, considered Harrison's best album, and remains very listenable. This morning, I was struck (for who knows what reason) by how good the song Wah-Wah is. Most of the songs are leftovers from his Beatles days, but perhaps that was when his songwriting was at its peak, as he competed with John and Paul for disc space. He never made an album as consistant again, though he came close on his swan song, Brainwashed in 2002 (Cloud Nine from 1987 wasn't too shabby, either). Good morning music.
My wonderful half-day mid-term test period has gotten off to a lousy start with an emergency teachers meeting at 4:30 today. Instead of getting out of here by 1:00, I've been stuck in limbo.
Not stuck, exactly; I did get down to Nipponbashi (Osaka's main electrical appliance/computer etc. shopping area) after lunch and managed to pick up a used compact digital camera, a Canon S50 (their first 500 mega-pixel camera in 2003) for about $140 ($699 new, but these things depreciate in value almost as fast as my Japanese house). With Tatsu going to Thailand this weekend, and Alisa to DC/NYC this summer, we figured they need a small camera the could easily stash in their pocket.
Oh, I even got a 1-month guarantee on it! Whoopie!
On a serious note, my sister-in-law, Ann's, father died last week. I found out from my folks when I talked to them last Sunday. I called Ann and talked for awhile that same day. You could hear the sadness in her voice. I sent her a quote from John Steinbeck's To a God Unknown in which he writes quite movingly about death. She wrote back that she will read it at the service (or Mark will, if she's too sad). I wish I could be there.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Tatsu's Last Test
iPod morning commute music: Essra Mohawk, You're Not Alone (2003)
What, you don't know Essra Mohawk? Neither did I, but she's been writing, singing and recording since 1964. She was Uncle Meat in Frank Zappa's Mothers of Invention (all this info is courtesy of allmusic.com). I'm not sure where I first heard of her, but I hit Tower Records looking for Primordial Lovers, recorded in 1969 and named as one of the top 25 albums of all time by Rolling Stone. What, you never heard of it? Neither had I, and Tower didn't have it in stock, but they did have this, her latest release. Pretty cool stuff, bluesy, reminds me of Bonnie Raitt a little. Her voice is excellent, though some of her lyrics grate on me a bit. Great guitar work throughout. Recommended, and it's always cool to have someone in your collection no one has ever heard of!
Today my son takes his last IB exam, in Japanese. This means he is essentially finished with school. Graduation is June 16th, but he has no classes between now and then. He will be going to Thailand at the end of next week on the Senior Trip, but basically, he's finished. Hard to believe.
I been over this theme before, and recently, but it is weird to feel something you know all caring, loving parents must feel at this stage in their child's life, when he is quickly leaving childhood: Helpless. I remember when I was his age and I thought I was so goddamn smart and my parents so goddamn stupid. I wish I could get Tatsu to understand how (mostly) wrong I was.
But it can't be helped. Hopefully, Tatsu's armed with the social and educational skills to go forth and succeed. I guess the final task of parenthood is letting go, and I'm sure I'm not the first parent to discover this.
His last test started at 11:00, and it's just after noon now. He's spent 13 years at the same international school, K-12. His life is just getting started. Godspeed.
What, you don't know Essra Mohawk? Neither did I, but she's been writing, singing and recording since 1964. She was Uncle Meat in Frank Zappa's Mothers of Invention (all this info is courtesy of allmusic.com). I'm not sure where I first heard of her, but I hit Tower Records looking for Primordial Lovers, recorded in 1969 and named as one of the top 25 albums of all time by Rolling Stone. What, you never heard of it? Neither had I, and Tower didn't have it in stock, but they did have this, her latest release. Pretty cool stuff, bluesy, reminds me of Bonnie Raitt a little. Her voice is excellent, though some of her lyrics grate on me a bit. Great guitar work throughout. Recommended, and it's always cool to have someone in your collection no one has ever heard of!
Today my son takes his last IB exam, in Japanese. This means he is essentially finished with school. Graduation is June 16th, but he has no classes between now and then. He will be going to Thailand at the end of next week on the Senior Trip, but basically, he's finished. Hard to believe.
I been over this theme before, and recently, but it is weird to feel something you know all caring, loving parents must feel at this stage in their child's life, when he is quickly leaving childhood: Helpless. I remember when I was his age and I thought I was so goddamn smart and my parents so goddamn stupid. I wish I could get Tatsu to understand how (mostly) wrong I was.
But it can't be helped. Hopefully, Tatsu's armed with the social and educational skills to go forth and succeed. I guess the final task of parenthood is letting go, and I'm sure I'm not the first parent to discover this.
His last test started at 11:00, and it's just after noon now. He's spent 13 years at the same international school, K-12. His life is just getting started. Godspeed.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Confessions of the Barbecue King
iPod morning commute music: The Best of Earth, Wind & Fire, Vol. 1 (1978)
I don't know why I don't give this band more respect. I like funk, and your don't get much funkier than this. I suspect it has to do with my general dislike of disco, though what I hated in the '70s I can tolerate today. Regardless, this album is pretty cool, but it only covers their early stuff, which may be good for me in a way. I probably should cough up the bucks and get a newer, more inclusive compilation such as 1998's Greatest Hits. Very good music to commute with.
This weekend centered around the barbecue. My local store stopped stocking American charcoal this (for years they had Kingsford Matchlight, which was great since you can't buy starter fuel in Japan), so a couple of weeks ago I broke down and bought some cheap stuff manufactured in Malaysia from the same shop. Awful stuff, just clumps of blackened wood, irregular sizes ranging from little chips to chunks of logs, impossible to create an even bed of coals. So on Saturday I headed over to Costco, where they had (note the use of the past tense) 2 large sacks of regular Kingsford charcoal bundled together. But not now. So I spent $200 on things other than what I wanted, and drove home, stopping at three more stores before finding something that looked vaguely like the charcoal Americans all know. They were cylinders, hollow in the middle, about 2-3" long.
Then on Sunday I became the Barbecue King. This is my major contribution towards dinners; I barbecue enough for four or five meals at a shot. First, I prepared two pork tenderloins, one seasoned with garlic and pepper, the other slathered with Dijon mustard, then marinated them separately in white wine, lemon juice, and olive oil. Next, I cut up 1 kilo (2.2 lbs) of boned chicken breasts and marinated them in tandoori sauce (Sharwood out of England makes a great tandoori base, 3 tbs. of which mixed with 3 tbs. of plain yogurt creates the marinade). I then made 4 hamburgers (450 g. [1 lb] of lean ground beef, 1 egg, some chopped onion, a quarter cup of dry bread crumbs, some Worcester sauce, salt and pepper). I then prepared 3 large top round steaks (Australian beef, American beef still banned)with salt and pepper.
I piled up the strange charcoal in the chimney starter, lit it, and then the problems began. The bottom charcoal burned up before the top charcoal caught, and they just were too big, meaning too few, to make an even bed of coals. It just wasn't hot enough. Tatsu ended up helping me break up the Malaysian charcoal into chunks, which we then put on top of the new charcoal. Finally I had enough coals to cook with. In the end, everything got done. It only took twice as long as it should have.
I don't know why I don't give this band more respect. I like funk, and your don't get much funkier than this. I suspect it has to do with my general dislike of disco, though what I hated in the '70s I can tolerate today. Regardless, this album is pretty cool, but it only covers their early stuff, which may be good for me in a way. I probably should cough up the bucks and get a newer, more inclusive compilation such as 1998's Greatest Hits. Very good music to commute with.
This weekend centered around the barbecue. My local store stopped stocking American charcoal this (for years they had Kingsford Matchlight, which was great since you can't buy starter fuel in Japan), so a couple of weeks ago I broke down and bought some cheap stuff manufactured in Malaysia from the same shop. Awful stuff, just clumps of blackened wood, irregular sizes ranging from little chips to chunks of logs, impossible to create an even bed of coals. So on Saturday I headed over to Costco, where they had (note the use of the past tense) 2 large sacks of regular Kingsford charcoal bundled together. But not now. So I spent $200 on things other than what I wanted, and drove home, stopping at three more stores before finding something that looked vaguely like the charcoal Americans all know. They were cylinders, hollow in the middle, about 2-3" long.
Then on Sunday I became the Barbecue King. This is my major contribution towards dinners; I barbecue enough for four or five meals at a shot. First, I prepared two pork tenderloins, one seasoned with garlic and pepper, the other slathered with Dijon mustard, then marinated them separately in white wine, lemon juice, and olive oil. Next, I cut up 1 kilo (2.2 lbs) of boned chicken breasts and marinated them in tandoori sauce (Sharwood out of England makes a great tandoori base, 3 tbs. of which mixed with 3 tbs. of plain yogurt creates the marinade). I then made 4 hamburgers (450 g. [1 lb] of lean ground beef, 1 egg, some chopped onion, a quarter cup of dry bread crumbs, some Worcester sauce, salt and pepper). I then prepared 3 large top round steaks (Australian beef, American beef still banned)with salt and pepper.
I piled up the strange charcoal in the chimney starter, lit it, and then the problems began. The bottom charcoal burned up before the top charcoal caught, and they just were too big, meaning too few, to make an even bed of coals. It just wasn't hot enough. Tatsu ended up helping me break up the Malaysian charcoal into chunks, which we then put on top of the new charcoal. Finally I had enough coals to cook with. In the end, everything got done. It only took twice as long as it should have.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Once a Fool, Always a Fool
iPod morning commute music: Buddy Holly, The Buddy Holly Collection, disc 2 (1993)
I ended yesterday's comments about disc one with a big, "Rave on!" Unfortunately, Rave On isn't on disc 1, so I just had to listen to disc 2 today. Everything I wrote about disc 1 remains true for disc 2. Except disc 2 has Rave On. As Stan Lee would say, 'Nuff said.
Last night I went to the Blarney Stone for my free beer and to meet with one of the authors of a new textbook I'm using. I get there and immediately run into an old friend, Robert H., who used to work for one publisher but who switched over to Macmillan several years ago. We started talking about the book I'm using in junior high, and he asks me a question about one of the components, a mini dictionary of sorts. I haven't used it, and said why, and offered my ideas for improvement. Robert then tells me the publisher will be coming into the pub in a few minutes, and would I pass on my comments to her.
So in she comes, and I get introduced. We start talking, and I broach the subject of the textbook when my mind blanks on the title of the damn book. All I can remember is blahblahblahStarter. The publisher (a really attractive woman dressed fine and smiling and looking right at me) was waiting for my incisive comments, so I blurted out the title, "Get Ready Starter", and she just looks at me. There is no such book. "You mean, Get Real! Starter" Euan, our local rep, helpfully corrects me.
I did. I blamed it on the beer. I blathered on. The expert. Can't even remember what book he uses.
Once a fool, always a fool.
TGIF
I ended yesterday's comments about disc one with a big, "Rave on!" Unfortunately, Rave On isn't on disc 1, so I just had to listen to disc 2 today. Everything I wrote about disc 1 remains true for disc 2. Except disc 2 has Rave On. As Stan Lee would say, 'Nuff said.
Last night I went to the Blarney Stone for my free beer and to meet with one of the authors of a new textbook I'm using. I get there and immediately run into an old friend, Robert H., who used to work for one publisher but who switched over to Macmillan several years ago. We started talking about the book I'm using in junior high, and he asks me a question about one of the components, a mini dictionary of sorts. I haven't used it, and said why, and offered my ideas for improvement. Robert then tells me the publisher will be coming into the pub in a few minutes, and would I pass on my comments to her.
So in she comes, and I get introduced. We start talking, and I broach the subject of the textbook when my mind blanks on the title of the damn book. All I can remember is blahblahblahStarter. The publisher (a really attractive woman dressed fine and smiling and looking right at me) was waiting for my incisive comments, so I blurted out the title, "Get Ready Starter", and she just looks at me. There is no such book. "You mean, Get Real! Starter" Euan, our local rep, helpfully corrects me.
I did. I blamed it on the beer. I blathered on. The expert. Can't even remember what book he uses.
Once a fool, always a fool.
TGIF
Thursday, May 18, 2006
The Blarney Stone's (Osaka) 3rd Anniversary
iPod morning commute music: The Buddy Holly Collection, disc 1 (1993)
This is great rock 'n' roll. Buddy Holly has to be, deserves to be, listened to. His music is timeless, his genius undeniable. There was a point in my life where I'd heard the various covers that I just needed to hear the originals. Fortunately, this double CD exists. Brilliant stuff. Rave on!
Tonight, The Blarney Stone Irish Pub celebrates it 3rd anniversary. Back in its first year, I threw myself (selfish, I know) a 20-years-in-Japan party there. Bob K., my late friend, egged everyone into buying my more beers than anyone should drink. Fortunately, I had arranged for my wife to pick me up at the station that night. And that was really only my second or third time in the pub; I usually drank in the Umeda Pig and Whistle, now closed, and to this day don't know why I chose the Blarney over the Pig for that party.
Now the Blarney has become an important meeting place in my life. Democrats Abroad Japan-Kansai holds both its monthly meetings and movie nights there. Book publishers hold events there (free beer!); Macmillan will be there tonight. And my co-worker, Martyn N., will be part of the Irish band playing there tonight.
So I guess I'll be dropping in myself after the teachers' meeting finishes. It's on the way home, I know the band, and the beer will be free. Life doesn't get much better than that.
This is great rock 'n' roll. Buddy Holly has to be, deserves to be, listened to. His music is timeless, his genius undeniable. There was a point in my life where I'd heard the various covers that I just needed to hear the originals. Fortunately, this double CD exists. Brilliant stuff. Rave on!
Tonight, The Blarney Stone Irish Pub celebrates it 3rd anniversary. Back in its first year, I threw myself (selfish, I know) a 20-years-in-Japan party there. Bob K., my late friend, egged everyone into buying my more beers than anyone should drink. Fortunately, I had arranged for my wife to pick me up at the station that night. And that was really only my second or third time in the pub; I usually drank in the Umeda Pig and Whistle, now closed, and to this day don't know why I chose the Blarney over the Pig for that party.
Now the Blarney has become an important meeting place in my life. Democrats Abroad Japan-Kansai holds both its monthly meetings and movie nights there. Book publishers hold events there (free beer!); Macmillan will be there tonight. And my co-worker, Martyn N., will be part of the Irish band playing there tonight.
So I guess I'll be dropping in myself after the teachers' meeting finishes. It's on the way home, I know the band, and the beer will be free. Life doesn't get much better than that.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Alisa's Birthday
iPod morning commute music: The Dixie Chicks, Home (2002)
Sometimes I feel like genres should be classically recognizable; jazz should sound like Blue Train, not Bitches Brew. This record is classically country in its sound and feel. Dolly Parton would own this. The lyrics are great as well. There simply isn't a bad song on the record. If you like country, you'll love this. If you think you don't like country, have a listen. It might change your mind.
Today my daughter, Alisa, turns 16. This is hard to believe. I guess when sons grow up, fathers don't feel so protective. It's more like, OK, go on out there, make your mark, and remember to use condoms. With daughters, though, it feels way different. I know part of this is the sexist in me, lurking behind the politically correct trees in my mental forest, but hey! I can't help it. I hate to see my little girl grow up.
Three or four years ago, we were in park, and Alisa got on a swing and asked me to push her. I thought for an instant, "You're too old for this," and then thought, "This might be the last time she asks me for a push." I pushed, and I was right; she never asked again.
I wish she would.
Happy birthday, Alisa. You're growing up in a way that makes Mom and me proud. And always remember, we love you very much.
You, too, Tatsu; just don't forget the condom.
Sometimes I feel like genres should be classically recognizable; jazz should sound like Blue Train, not Bitches Brew. This record is classically country in its sound and feel. Dolly Parton would own this. The lyrics are great as well. There simply isn't a bad song on the record. If you like country, you'll love this. If you think you don't like country, have a listen. It might change your mind.
Today my daughter, Alisa, turns 16. This is hard to believe. I guess when sons grow up, fathers don't feel so protective. It's more like, OK, go on out there, make your mark, and remember to use condoms. With daughters, though, it feels way different. I know part of this is the sexist in me, lurking behind the politically correct trees in my mental forest, but hey! I can't help it. I hate to see my little girl grow up.
Three or four years ago, we were in park, and Alisa got on a swing and asked me to push her. I thought for an instant, "You're too old for this," and then thought, "This might be the last time she asks me for a push." I pushed, and I was right; she never asked again.
I wish she would.
Happy birthday, Alisa. You're growing up in a way that makes Mom and me proud. And always remember, we love you very much.
You, too, Tatsu; just don't forget the condom.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Midterm Reflections
iPod morning commute music: Brian Eno, Another Day on Earth (2005)
After getting all hyped about Paul Simon's new album (see yesterday's post) with Brian Eno a major contributor, I decided to check out this disc. It's OK. Eno's moving away from ambiance: these songs have lyrics and form. But they just aren't as substantial as those on Simon's Surprise. Nothing grabbed me. He last worked this territory in 1975's Another Green World. If you're interested in Eno, I start off with that.
Busy days at work. Next week, midterm tests start, which will be good; I'll be on basically a half day schedule for a few days. Maybe I can get a bit ahead of things. One positive is that I like the new textbooks that I chose for 7th and 10th grade classes. Both seem to be working well for the students, and I like the challenge of working with new materials. Sometimes, teachers (myself included) get so used to a book that we can teach it on auto pilot. It's nice to change, to look again at the needs of the students. When it works, it feels great.
The reality of heading back to the States is beginning to slip in. I'm contacting people, and their contacting me. My friend, Nan, wrote that it was good I was coming back because I "need a break." The understatement of the year! It will be great to see her, and my all my other family and friends again.
After getting all hyped about Paul Simon's new album (see yesterday's post) with Brian Eno a major contributor, I decided to check out this disc. It's OK. Eno's moving away from ambiance: these songs have lyrics and form. But they just aren't as substantial as those on Simon's Surprise. Nothing grabbed me. He last worked this territory in 1975's Another Green World. If you're interested in Eno, I start off with that.
Busy days at work. Next week, midterm tests start, which will be good; I'll be on basically a half day schedule for a few days. Maybe I can get a bit ahead of things. One positive is that I like the new textbooks that I chose for 7th and 10th grade classes. Both seem to be working well for the students, and I like the challenge of working with new materials. Sometimes, teachers (myself included) get so used to a book that we can teach it on auto pilot. It's nice to change, to look again at the needs of the students. When it works, it feels great.
The reality of heading back to the States is beginning to slip in. I'm contacting people, and their contacting me. My friend, Nan, wrote that it was good I was coming back because I "need a break." The understatement of the year! It will be great to see her, and my all my other family and friends again.
Monday, May 15, 2006
90th Post
iPod morning commute music: Paul Simon, Surprise (May 9th, 2006)
This CD has knocked me for a loop. My brother put things in sarcastic perspective: "What a surprise. Paul Simon made a great album." True, he's made great albums throughout his career, but this just feels braver. Having Brian Eno add what the album refers to as "Sonic Landscapes", Simon seems to be taking a huge risk, but it all works so well! I can't seem to get enough of this disc. Beautiful, moving music.
I hope all of you mothers out there had a great Mother's Day. Kaoru has to wait till next weekend for her special dinner (the request was tandoori chicken), as I had a Democrats Abroad Japan-Kansai meeting last night in Umeda. The meeting was held in the Blarney Stone Pub, and went well. It looks like the place we'll be meeting in the future.
Oh, our cat is OK. She was actually in my son's room, sleeping in an opened drawer, unnoticed. Everyone is relieved.
Slowly I've been contacting people about my Seattle visit. I called my folks on Saturday (Japan time) to let them know. They were happy. I'm glad that everything worked out the way it did.
Finally, this is my 90th post. Not one of my better ones, but hey, it's a Monday! What can anyone expect?
This CD has knocked me for a loop. My brother put things in sarcastic perspective: "What a surprise. Paul Simon made a great album." True, he's made great albums throughout his career, but this just feels braver. Having Brian Eno add what the album refers to as "Sonic Landscapes", Simon seems to be taking a huge risk, but it all works so well! I can't seem to get enough of this disc. Beautiful, moving music.
I hope all of you mothers out there had a great Mother's Day. Kaoru has to wait till next weekend for her special dinner (the request was tandoori chicken), as I had a Democrats Abroad Japan-Kansai meeting last night in Umeda. The meeting was held in the Blarney Stone Pub, and went well. It looks like the place we'll be meeting in the future.
Oh, our cat is OK. She was actually in my son's room, sleeping in an opened drawer, unnoticed. Everyone is relieved.
Slowly I've been contacting people about my Seattle visit. I called my folks on Saturday (Japan time) to let them know. They were happy. I'm glad that everything worked out the way it did.
Finally, this is my 90th post. Not one of my better ones, but hey, it's a Monday! What can anyone expect?
Friday, May 12, 2006
Good news
iPod morning commute music: Badfinger, The Very Best of Badfinger (2000)
Why is it that Badfinger always sounds good? This greatest hits is a good compilation, covering both their Apple recordings and their later albums. Of course, their story is one of tragedy (two band members committed suicide), but their music is still great. Of course, their two classic albums No Dice (1970) and Straight Up (1971) are essential recordings, but this disc is thoroughly enjoyable.
The good news is that it looks like I'll be getting back to the States this summer even though the Canadian business trip fell through. I really think I need the break. My parents are getting older (both turn 80 this year), and the thought of staying in Japan for 6 weeks alone (the wife and kids will be stateside from July 4) just wasn't appealing. Fortunately, the school was generous and gave me permission to leave on the 22nd (I was told originally that I had to stay through the end of July), so I'll get in just over 3 weeks. I'll call my folks this Sunday (Saturday in the States) to let them know.
Maybe some bad news: our cat didn't come in last night, and wasn't to be seen this morning. Very unusual behavior on her part, and it has me concerned. Hopefully, she'll show up later today.
Back to work.
Why is it that Badfinger always sounds good? This greatest hits is a good compilation, covering both their Apple recordings and their later albums. Of course, their story is one of tragedy (two band members committed suicide), but their music is still great. Of course, their two classic albums No Dice (1970) and Straight Up (1971) are essential recordings, but this disc is thoroughly enjoyable.
The good news is that it looks like I'll be getting back to the States this summer even though the Canadian business trip fell through. I really think I need the break. My parents are getting older (both turn 80 this year), and the thought of staying in Japan for 6 weeks alone (the wife and kids will be stateside from July 4) just wasn't appealing. Fortunately, the school was generous and gave me permission to leave on the 22nd (I was told originally that I had to stay through the end of July), so I'll get in just over 3 weeks. I'll call my folks this Sunday (Saturday in the States) to let them know.
Maybe some bad news: our cat didn't come in last night, and wasn't to be seen this morning. Very unusual behavior on her part, and it has me concerned. Hopefully, she'll show up later today.
Back to work.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
A Muggy Tuesday
iPod morning commute music: Time Peace: The Rascals' Greatest Hits (1968)
I can never get enough of this album. The Rascals were a great blue-eyed soul band from the '60s, and this is a great compilation. My co-worker, Bob, has a double disc anthology that would flesh out the 14 hits here, but still, you can't go wrong with this set, which includes Groovin', Good Lovin', You Better Run, and Mustang Sally, to name a few of my favorites.
Warm, muggy weather has settled into Japan. Still, it's nothing like summer! One of the things I hate more than anything is getting stuck in Japan for the summer, with its heat and humidity. Doing anything is more of an effort than it's worth (with the possible exception of drinking ice-cold beer).
It looks more and more like the family's trip (sans Dad) is set. Kaoru, Tatsu and Alisa should all arrive on 7/4, with Tatsu staying for the long haul. Alisa will head to DC and NYC for her conference on 7/30, and then stay a few days with her cousins in NJ/PA before flying back to Japan on 4/14, the same day Kaoru leaves from the west coast. Now, if only I can get out of here!
I can never get enough of this album. The Rascals were a great blue-eyed soul band from the '60s, and this is a great compilation. My co-worker, Bob, has a double disc anthology that would flesh out the 14 hits here, but still, you can't go wrong with this set, which includes Groovin', Good Lovin', You Better Run, and Mustang Sally, to name a few of my favorites.
Warm, muggy weather has settled into Japan. Still, it's nothing like summer! One of the things I hate more than anything is getting stuck in Japan for the summer, with its heat and humidity. Doing anything is more of an effort than it's worth (with the possible exception of drinking ice-cold beer).
It looks more and more like the family's trip (sans Dad) is set. Kaoru, Tatsu and Alisa should all arrive on 7/4, with Tatsu staying for the long haul. Alisa will head to DC and NYC for her conference on 7/30, and then stay a few days with her cousins in NJ/PA before flying back to Japan on 4/14, the same day Kaoru leaves from the west coast. Now, if only I can get out of here!
Monday, May 08, 2006
Monday, Monday
iPod morning commute music: The Mamas and the Papas, Creeque Alley, disc 1 (1991)
Yes, I really did listen to Monday Monday this morning. I wrote about disc 2 of this greatest hits package before, so no need to repeat much. Good, happy music, perfect for a Monday morning commute.
Yesterday was spent finishing up two short papers for the Osaka Private Schools English Teaching Associations (OPSETA) in-house journal. The first, on the Japan Association of Language Teachers (JALT) conference which I attended last fall (and which, indirectly, led me to starting this blog), and the second on a lecture the OPSETA sponsored last spring on Extensive Reading. Both were late, but I really had been busy with the British visitors and the start of term.
This year's OPSETA lecture will be this Wednesday, on Immersion programs here in Japan. I met the speaker at last year's JALT Conference and recommended him to the group. I know he's a good speaker, and the topic is relevant, but it sounds like the program won't be very well attended. It's hard to get teachers out in the middle of the week, especially for an afternoon event.
Lunchtime! Have to run.
Yes, I really did listen to Monday Monday this morning. I wrote about disc 2 of this greatest hits package before, so no need to repeat much. Good, happy music, perfect for a Monday morning commute.
Yesterday was spent finishing up two short papers for the Osaka Private Schools English Teaching Associations (OPSETA) in-house journal. The first, on the Japan Association of Language Teachers (JALT) conference which I attended last fall (and which, indirectly, led me to starting this blog), and the second on a lecture the OPSETA sponsored last spring on Extensive Reading. Both were late, but I really had been busy with the British visitors and the start of term.
This year's OPSETA lecture will be this Wednesday, on Immersion programs here in Japan. I met the speaker at last year's JALT Conference and recommended him to the group. I know he's a good speaker, and the topic is relevant, but it sounds like the program won't be very well attended. It's hard to get teachers out in the middle of the week, especially for an afternoon event.
Lunchtime! Have to run.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
An Awful Saturday
iPod morning commute music: Not applicable. Coming off a 3-day holiday with having to work on a Saturday, all I wanted to do was sleep on the train. That said, I won't leave you without some musical reference. Neil Young's new album, Living With War, isn't on the shelves yet, but you can listen to it in its entirety streamed on the following site:
http://www.hyfntrak.com/neilyoung2/AFF23130/
I particularly like track 6, Flags of Freedom, but the whole album is vintage Neil.
Golden Week has pretty much come and gone for me. Today I had to come in to help escort students to a church service in the morning. I have a PTA (Perfectly Torturous Activity) in the afternoon. I'm wearing a necktie. It's awful.
Yesterday I washed and waxed my car before firing up the first BBQ of the season (steaks, tandoori chicken, burgers). A fitting end for the holiday. Now, I need to book my family's summer vacation flights, and I know I'm late and Ray, my travel agent, will moan about it, rightfully so. Of course, I still have no idea if I'll be sent to Canada by my school this summer or not, and if not, I don't get back (if they do send me, I'll be able to squeeze in a 2 week visit to Seattle). Old news, I know, but on my mind.
Better make that call to Ray.
http://www.hyfntrak.com/neilyoung2/AFF23130/
I particularly like track 6, Flags of Freedom, but the whole album is vintage Neil.
Golden Week has pretty much come and gone for me. Today I had to come in to help escort students to a church service in the morning. I have a PTA (Perfectly Torturous Activity) in the afternoon. I'm wearing a necktie. It's awful.
Yesterday I washed and waxed my car before firing up the first BBQ of the season (steaks, tandoori chicken, burgers). A fitting end for the holiday. Now, I need to book my family's summer vacation flights, and I know I'm late and Ray, my travel agent, will moan about it, rightfully so. Of course, I still have no idea if I'll be sent to Canada by my school this summer or not, and if not, I don't get back (if they do send me, I'll be able to squeeze in a 2 week visit to Seattle). Old news, I know, but on my mind.
Better make that call to Ray.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Ready for the Holidays
iPod morning commute music: Stan Getz/Joao Gilberto, Getz/Gilberto (1963)
Almost everyone of my generation knows of this great album ("Beyond essential" according to AMG) if only for the classic Girl from Ipanema. Bossa nova as jazz, whatever, this is stunning stuff. Getz on tenor sax, Gilberto on guitar, Antonio Carlos Jobim on piano, and with Gilberto's wife, Astrud Gilberto, providing the understated vocals for Girl from Ipanema, this is a masterpiece. Everyone should own it. Beautiful.
My house is in disarray. Tatsu is starting his IB exams today, and loses his entire Golden Week holiday. Kaoru is still suffering from a horrible cough which, when it hits, incapacitates her (and can wake me up in the middle of the night). Alisa came down the stairs this morning with a 38.1 degree fever, and is home sick. I'm ready for the holidays to begin.
Tonight, one of the publisher reps is taking me out for a beer. I switched over to his company's books this year for both my 7th graders and my 10th graders, a huge chunk of business. Anyway, Euan's a nice guy, and I'm looking forward to getting to know him outside of the professional sense.
And then, Golden Week starts. Hopefully, I can catch some extra sleep, watch a few Mariners' games (they won again today, 3 in a row now, an 8-2 over Minnesota, with Joel Pineiro pitching a complete game), and watch some DVD's. Drink some wine. Eat some food. Did I mention sleep?
Almost everyone of my generation knows of this great album ("Beyond essential" according to AMG) if only for the classic Girl from Ipanema. Bossa nova as jazz, whatever, this is stunning stuff. Getz on tenor sax, Gilberto on guitar, Antonio Carlos Jobim on piano, and with Gilberto's wife, Astrud Gilberto, providing the understated vocals for Girl from Ipanema, this is a masterpiece. Everyone should own it. Beautiful.
My house is in disarray. Tatsu is starting his IB exams today, and loses his entire Golden Week holiday. Kaoru is still suffering from a horrible cough which, when it hits, incapacitates her (and can wake me up in the middle of the night). Alisa came down the stairs this morning with a 38.1 degree fever, and is home sick. I'm ready for the holidays to begin.
Tonight, one of the publisher reps is taking me out for a beer. I switched over to his company's books this year for both my 7th graders and my 10th graders, a huge chunk of business. Anyway, Euan's a nice guy, and I'm looking forward to getting to know him outside of the professional sense.
And then, Golden Week starts. Hopefully, I can catch some extra sleep, watch a few Mariners' games (they won again today, 3 in a row now, an 8-2 over Minnesota, with Joel Pineiro pitching a complete game), and watch some DVD's. Drink some wine. Eat some food. Did I mention sleep?
Monday, May 01, 2006
Easing into Monday
iPod morning commute music: Roy Orbison, For the Lonely: 18 Greatest Hits (1988)
I didn't connect it until the music began, but choosing Roy Orbison after a day of listening to Bruce Springsteen is no great leap. The Boss has often claimed Roy as a major influence, a goal as it were, to sing like him. Not hard to see why. I didn't own any of Roy's music until I got The Traveling Wilburys, with Dylan, Jeff Lynne, George Harrison, Tom Petty, and Roy. Then, of course, he died, too young at 52 (I'm 52!) of a heart attack in 1988, the same year Rhino put out this great compilation.
It was an easy commute today, with many companies celebrating Golden Week (GW) even though the actual national holidays were this past Saturday, then Wednesday through Friday of this week (see my previous post). The crowds just weren't there. I can remember a time when I really resented having to come into work when others had the time off, but time has mellowed me. This is my job, and I just have to live with it.
Yesterday, I left the house with Kaoru to go shopping with the Mariners losing to Baltimore 4-2. The M's aren't off to a particularly strong start this year. The offense has been less than stellar. Even Ichiro slumped, though he appeared to be coming out of it. Beltre is a particular concern to me; he's being paid mighty big bucks to be batting under .200. Anyway, returned home to find they'd won 8-6. I could have kicked myself. And they did it again today, 4-3, handing Moyer his first win of the season (amazing, considering his respectable 3.55 ERA; as I said, there's been a remarkable lack of offensive oomph). Hopefully, they can catch some momentum out of this.
I didn't connect it until the music began, but choosing Roy Orbison after a day of listening to Bruce Springsteen is no great leap. The Boss has often claimed Roy as a major influence, a goal as it were, to sing like him. Not hard to see why. I didn't own any of Roy's music until I got The Traveling Wilburys, with Dylan, Jeff Lynne, George Harrison, Tom Petty, and Roy. Then, of course, he died, too young at 52 (I'm 52!) of a heart attack in 1988, the same year Rhino put out this great compilation.
It was an easy commute today, with many companies celebrating Golden Week (GW) even though the actual national holidays were this past Saturday, then Wednesday through Friday of this week (see my previous post). The crowds just weren't there. I can remember a time when I really resented having to come into work when others had the time off, but time has mellowed me. This is my job, and I just have to live with it.
Yesterday, I left the house with Kaoru to go shopping with the Mariners losing to Baltimore 4-2. The M's aren't off to a particularly strong start this year. The offense has been less than stellar. Even Ichiro slumped, though he appeared to be coming out of it. Beltre is a particular concern to me; he's being paid mighty big bucks to be batting under .200. Anyway, returned home to find they'd won 8-6. I could have kicked myself. And they did it again today, 4-3, handing Moyer his first win of the season (amazing, considering his respectable 3.55 ERA; as I said, there's been a remarkable lack of offensive oomph). Hopefully, they can catch some momentum out of this.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Golden Week Begins
iPod morning commute music: Bruce Springsteen, We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions (2006)
OK, technically NOT on my iPod yet, but well worth mentioning. This is really good, unusual music for the Boss. First, it is an album of all covers, tunes from Pete Seeger's vast catalogue of recordings. Second, they were all recorded live and unrehearsed, in his farm house in upstate New York in three 1-day acoustic sessions, with a group of up to 13 musicians playing horns, fiddles, a washboard, drums, accordions. Finally, it is a happy album, fun and loose, full of different styles ranging from folk, country, bluegrass and gospel. I swear, Springsteen is one of those few artists who can record any damn thing he wants, follow any whim he wants, and at least here get away with it. A great album.
Golden Week is a week in Japan where national holidays fall on 4 out of 6 days, with many companies giving employees all 6 days off. Not so with schools. We have only the actual holidays off: April 29th, and May 3rd, 4th and 5th. I'll be in school on Monday and Tuesday, as well as Saturday the 6th. We don't have any real plans to go anywhere. Tatsu has 12 IB final exams throughout the holidays (he is NOT happy), Kaoru is sick (she went to an allergies' doctor yesterday, who took some blood and is running tests). Besides, it is a horrible time to travel, with nation-wide traffic jams. So Tatsu, Alisa and I went down to our local video shop and rented 5 DVDs. It's time to hunker down to serious TV time.
Yesterday, I went on a hike with the entire high school junior class to Mt. Koya. Most of the day was spent in transport: I left my place at 6:10 am, and arrived, by train and bus, with the students at the starting point at 10:30 am. The actual hike was only 2 hours and 15 minutes, after which we ate our box lunches, goofed off, and then reboarded buses at 2:30 pm to begin the long trek back home. It was a gorgeous day, sunny but not hot on the forest trail up the mountain. The students were, for the most part, in good spirits. My job for the day was photographer, which always makes one popular with the kids. All in all a good day.
Now, back to my start of Golden Week.
OK, technically NOT on my iPod yet, but well worth mentioning. This is really good, unusual music for the Boss. First, it is an album of all covers, tunes from Pete Seeger's vast catalogue of recordings. Second, they were all recorded live and unrehearsed, in his farm house in upstate New York in three 1-day acoustic sessions, with a group of up to 13 musicians playing horns, fiddles, a washboard, drums, accordions. Finally, it is a happy album, fun and loose, full of different styles ranging from folk, country, bluegrass and gospel. I swear, Springsteen is one of those few artists who can record any damn thing he wants, follow any whim he wants, and at least here get away with it. A great album.
Golden Week is a week in Japan where national holidays fall on 4 out of 6 days, with many companies giving employees all 6 days off. Not so with schools. We have only the actual holidays off: April 29th, and May 3rd, 4th and 5th. I'll be in school on Monday and Tuesday, as well as Saturday the 6th. We don't have any real plans to go anywhere. Tatsu has 12 IB final exams throughout the holidays (he is NOT happy), Kaoru is sick (she went to an allergies' doctor yesterday, who took some blood and is running tests). Besides, it is a horrible time to travel, with nation-wide traffic jams. So Tatsu, Alisa and I went down to our local video shop and rented 5 DVDs. It's time to hunker down to serious TV time.
Yesterday, I went on a hike with the entire high school junior class to Mt. Koya. Most of the day was spent in transport: I left my place at 6:10 am, and arrived, by train and bus, with the students at the starting point at 10:30 am. The actual hike was only 2 hours and 15 minutes, after which we ate our box lunches, goofed off, and then reboarded buses at 2:30 pm to begin the long trek back home. It was a gorgeous day, sunny but not hot on the forest trail up the mountain. The students were, for the most part, in good spirits. My job for the day was photographer, which always makes one popular with the kids. All in all a good day.
Now, back to my start of Golden Week.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Getting Better all the Time
iPod morning commute music: Miles Davis, Bitches Brew, disc 1 (1970)
More jazz, but sort of wasted on me this morning. I slept pretty much the whole way into work. A very important album, but...I still prefer yesterday's Blue Train.
Yesterday's headache came under control about 2:30, so I was feeling fine as I made my way with a group of teachers to my school's welcome party for new teachers, held in the Osaka Hilton. Seating is always by the luck of the draw, so people don't just sit with their friends. I got lucky and was at a table with a number of English speakers. The food was also good, with grilled salmon and beef tenderloin making up the two main dishes. Beer and wine flowed freely all evening. Then, I actually was a winner at Bingo, and received an electric takoyaki cooker. Takoyaki is hard to explain, but basically it's a ball of cooked dough with a small piece of octopus in the middle. Sweet sauce is on the top, and it's a favorite snack food in Osaka. I got home and showed Kaoru; she thought it was funny. I asked her if she knew how to make takoyaki, and she said, "Of course!" In 19 years of marriage she's never made it, but I guess if you're a woman from Osaka, the skill is genetic.
The new Springsteen album is out in the States today, We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions. Reviews have been very good. It sounds like a fun album. I may look for it today on my way home.
More jazz, but sort of wasted on me this morning. I slept pretty much the whole way into work. A very important album, but...I still prefer yesterday's Blue Train.
Yesterday's headache came under control about 2:30, so I was feeling fine as I made my way with a group of teachers to my school's welcome party for new teachers, held in the Osaka Hilton. Seating is always by the luck of the draw, so people don't just sit with their friends. I got lucky and was at a table with a number of English speakers. The food was also good, with grilled salmon and beef tenderloin making up the two main dishes. Beer and wine flowed freely all evening. Then, I actually was a winner at Bingo, and received an electric takoyaki cooker. Takoyaki is hard to explain, but basically it's a ball of cooked dough with a small piece of octopus in the middle. Sweet sauce is on the top, and it's a favorite snack food in Osaka. I got home and showed Kaoru; she thought it was funny. I asked her if she knew how to make takoyaki, and she said, "Of course!" In 19 years of marriage she's never made it, but I guess if you're a woman from Osaka, the skill is genetic.
The new Springsteen album is out in the States today, We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions. Reviews have been very good. It sounds like a fun album. I may look for it today on my way home.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Teaching with a Headache
iPod morning commute music: John Coltrane, Blue Train (1957)
Sometimes, it has to be jazz, and jazz doesn't get much better than this CD. It's hard to believe I was only 3 years old when this came out; it sounds like it was recorded last night. Essential music.
Last night, I went to the Blarney Stone Pub in Umeda to meet with some Democrats Abroad Japan Kansai people. We're in the process of setting up an online voter registration system using the DA web site www.votefromabroad.org on their computer. It was also DA Movie night. To make a long story short, I had a couple of pints of Guinness, then headed home for a late dinner and some wine. Today, headache. Not a splitting headache, just a dull one that won't go away. Never fun for teaching.
There is a lot of work being co-national chair for voter registration (VR), but I like doing it. Hopefully, once we get the system in place things should mellow out a bit.
Finally, tonight is our annual school welcome party for new teachers, a nice one as the school pays for everything. This year, it's being held in the Hilton, and looks like a great menu. Hopefully, the headache will be gone by then, or it will be the old hair of the dog.
Sometimes, it has to be jazz, and jazz doesn't get much better than this CD. It's hard to believe I was only 3 years old when this came out; it sounds like it was recorded last night. Essential music.
Last night, I went to the Blarney Stone Pub in Umeda to meet with some Democrats Abroad Japan Kansai people. We're in the process of setting up an online voter registration system using the DA web site www.votefromabroad.org on their computer. It was also DA Movie night. To make a long story short, I had a couple of pints of Guinness, then headed home for a late dinner and some wine. Today, headache. Not a splitting headache, just a dull one that won't go away. Never fun for teaching.
There is a lot of work being co-national chair for voter registration (VR), but I like doing it. Hopefully, once we get the system in place things should mellow out a bit.
Finally, tonight is our annual school welcome party for new teachers, a nice one as the school pays for everything. This year, it's being held in the Hilton, and looks like a great menu. Hopefully, the headache will be gone by then, or it will be the old hair of the dog.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Felt Better
iPod morning commute music: Passion is No Ordinary Word: The Graham Parker Anthology 1976-1991, disc 2 (1993)
Graham Parker and the Rumor first blew me away with 1979's Squeezing Out Sparks. Parker always struck me as a mix between Bruce Springsteen and Elvis Costello. His songwriting skills are excellent, matching rocking melodies with biting lyrics. But that was all I bought back then, and it wasn't until this double-disc anthology came out that I gave him his due listen. It's really good stuff, particularly disc 1, his older stuff. However, disc 2 holds its own. Intellegent music.
I've been suffering from a cold since Tuesday. I hate colds. Tomorrow (Saturday) I'm taking a half-day holiday and will stay home, sleep, maybe go see a doctor if I don't feel better.
Am reading Alex Kerr's Demons and Dogs, The Fall of Modern Japan. It's depressing stuff about just how horrible Japan is politically, economically, and environmentally. Yet it is easy to live here. There's a contradiction somewhere.
Have to teach. Have a good weekend.
Graham Parker and the Rumor first blew me away with 1979's Squeezing Out Sparks. Parker always struck me as a mix between Bruce Springsteen and Elvis Costello. His songwriting skills are excellent, matching rocking melodies with biting lyrics. But that was all I bought back then, and it wasn't until this double-disc anthology came out that I gave him his due listen. It's really good stuff, particularly disc 1, his older stuff. However, disc 2 holds its own. Intellegent music.
I've been suffering from a cold since Tuesday. I hate colds. Tomorrow (Saturday) I'm taking a half-day holiday and will stay home, sleep, maybe go see a doctor if I don't feel better.
Am reading Alex Kerr's Demons and Dogs, The Fall of Modern Japan. It's depressing stuff about just how horrible Japan is politically, economically, and environmentally. Yet it is easy to live here. There's a contradiction somewhere.
Have to teach. Have a good weekend.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
He's back, and blogger than ever!
iPod morning commute music: Bob Dylan, Before the Flood, disc 2 (1974)
Not much to say about this one. Dylan and The Band, live, with Dylan reinventing his songs and The Band playing gamely along. The Band has a set of their own stuff, followed by an acoustic Dylan solo set. This really set the pattern for Dylan's future never-ending tour. Very good, unless you don't like Dylan.
I'm back. It's been a helluva start to the academic year! The British kids and their teachers came on the 2nd and returned home on the 15th. It was a very successful program, but I regret missing the first 2 days of classes. Things are also heating up with the voter registration gig. I'm beginning to feel that political pulse again. I'm hyped.
This week has been busy trying to catch up on all the paperwork I should have done last week, coupled with lessons. In a way, it's kind of exhilarating to be so busy, on some edge, and yet everything works. My new students seem nice, my new textbooks good. Of course, it has only been a week.
Yesterday, our school had their welcome assembly for new students, with school clubs performing, trying to recruit new members. My club, ESS (English Speaking Society), did a very good job, and I'm hopeful we'll get some good new members.
Finally, sorry for the lack of posts over the last 3 weeks, but I hope you understand. I'll try my best to keep this blog up and running from now on.
Not much to say about this one. Dylan and The Band, live, with Dylan reinventing his songs and The Band playing gamely along. The Band has a set of their own stuff, followed by an acoustic Dylan solo set. This really set the pattern for Dylan's future never-ending tour. Very good, unless you don't like Dylan.
I'm back. It's been a helluva start to the academic year! The British kids and their teachers came on the 2nd and returned home on the 15th. It was a very successful program, but I regret missing the first 2 days of classes. Things are also heating up with the voter registration gig. I'm beginning to feel that political pulse again. I'm hyped.
This week has been busy trying to catch up on all the paperwork I should have done last week, coupled with lessons. In a way, it's kind of exhilarating to be so busy, on some edge, and yet everything works. My new students seem nice, my new textbooks good. Of course, it has only been a week.
Yesterday, our school had their welcome assembly for new students, with school clubs performing, trying to recruit new members. My club, ESS (English Speaking Society), did a very good job, and I'm hopeful we'll get some good new members.
Finally, sorry for the lack of posts over the last 3 weeks, but I hope you understand. I'll try my best to keep this blog up and running from now on.
Friday, March 31, 2006
God, I Hate Cleaning
iPod morning commute music: N/A
I did pick up The Byrds: Untitled/Unreleased (1970). Actually, it was just "Untitled" back then; the "Unreleased" is a bonus disc of, you guessed it, unreleased material. The original release was a double album, with the first record live recordings, and the second record studio stuff. Only Roger McGuinn remains from the founding members, but the rest of the band is very good, particularly Clarence White on lead guitar. The live stuff is, for the most part, classic Byrds, and therefore suffers without the vocals of Gene Clark and David Crosby, but the 15 minute version of Eight Miles High is pretty cool, though the extended bass/drum duet in the middle wore on me a bit. I haven't heard the unreleased disc yet. Maybe tomorrow as we head to the in-laws.
On Sunday, students and teachers from our sister school in England arrive for a two-week stay. I spent today cleaning out the study so the teacher I'm hosting has a room to himself. We have a futon couch in the living room, but I just assume he would rather have the privacy of the study, which doubles as our junk room. The junk now moves up to the bedroom. Cleaning is finished except for vacuuming. God, I hate cleaning.
The worst news finally arrived concerning my son and university: he isn't classified as a Washington State resident, which means no matter where he would go to university in the States, he would be considered a non-resident. And since he went to an international school in Japan, which is not recognized by the Japanese government, he would be considered an international student in Japan, not a Japanese student. It looks like he'll be taking a year off to work in the States and gain residency.
Finally, I have been appointed national co-chair for voter registration for Democrats Abroad Japan. We're hoping to register 12,000 Democrats to vote in this year's election.
I did pick up The Byrds: Untitled/Unreleased (1970). Actually, it was just "Untitled" back then; the "Unreleased" is a bonus disc of, you guessed it, unreleased material. The original release was a double album, with the first record live recordings, and the second record studio stuff. Only Roger McGuinn remains from the founding members, but the rest of the band is very good, particularly Clarence White on lead guitar. The live stuff is, for the most part, classic Byrds, and therefore suffers without the vocals of Gene Clark and David Crosby, but the 15 minute version of Eight Miles High is pretty cool, though the extended bass/drum duet in the middle wore on me a bit. I haven't heard the unreleased disc yet. Maybe tomorrow as we head to the in-laws.
On Sunday, students and teachers from our sister school in England arrive for a two-week stay. I spent today cleaning out the study so the teacher I'm hosting has a room to himself. We have a futon couch in the living room, but I just assume he would rather have the privacy of the study, which doubles as our junk room. The junk now moves up to the bedroom. Cleaning is finished except for vacuuming. God, I hate cleaning.
The worst news finally arrived concerning my son and university: he isn't classified as a Washington State resident, which means no matter where he would go to university in the States, he would be considered a non-resident. And since he went to an international school in Japan, which is not recognized by the Japanese government, he would be considered an international student in Japan, not a Japanese student. It looks like he'll be taking a year off to work in the States and gain residency.
Finally, I have been appointed national co-chair for voter registration for Democrats Abroad Japan. We're hoping to register 12,000 Democrats to vote in this year's election.
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