Autumn coming

Looking forward to the Autumn when the air gets crisp... crowds abandon the beach… the late tropical storms, and the coming nor' easter's …. The "Jack-Booted Peace Frog" shaped by Palo Tung at Batfish - Santa Cruz is doing me great in a wide range of conditions. It flies in the slop, and takes off like a rocket when it gets head high and over. I am sold on the FCS V2 quad setup, but am looking forward to trying out some thruster combos when the winter hits. I may be lucky enough to be getting a new board designed off of the Batato shape in the Fall….Perhaps my first twin since back in the 20th century!

The Jackbooted Peace Frog- Rockaway Beach

The Jackbooted Peace Frog- Rockaway Beach

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Irving Berlin

For the last year or two I have been going back into the deep waters of song that were the popular music landscape of the early twentieth century and thereabouts. I spent this afternoon playing and recording this song by Irving Berlin, The Song Is Ended (But The Melody Lingers On). I came across this song through the interpretation of Whispering Jack Smith.  This version is the most spare and atmospheric of the many versions I have heard. It captures the melancholia and existential weight of many of the songs from that era which are often cloaked in orchestration and arrangement. Incidentally, Whispering Jack Smith got a job as a "song plugger" for Irving Berlin Music Publishing in 1918 after his service in World War One. His throat was damaged in a poison gas attack and gave him his unique vocal approach which was understated and intimate by the standard of the time where singers would belt out their songs. His rise into the public eye dovetailed with the advent of microphone technology in live vocal performance, allowing for the whispering romantic style.