It’s not a problem if you call it a “collection”!

I had a vacation last week, and I spent a good chunk of the last day of it doing some much-needed domestic stuff. Including–gulp!–tidying up the Great Overalls Collection, which had in truth over time devolved into the Great Overalls Pile. Well, after quite a bit of sorting and rolling, the job is done:

Also, I got an actual count of the collection, and it’s a good thing I decided to call this a “collection” a while back, because having a lot of stuff is fine if you call it a collection. If I just called this “my clothes”, I’d look like a nut. But since it’s a collection, it’s totally normal!

Shut up. It’s normal.

Oh, and that count? Well, let’s put it this way: If I start tomorrow with a regimen where I wear a different pair of overalls from my collection each day, with no repeats, the day I finally reach the end will be Halloween. And that’s assuming that the Curator does not execute any new acquisitions in that time frame. [tugs collar nervously]

On a related overallish note, if you saw Kevin Smith’s classic indie movie Clerks back in the day, you may remember a short montage where our heroes, Dante and Randal (store clerks at a convenience store and a video store, respectively) are comparing notes about particularly annoying customers, and there’s this one young woman, very cute in a black long-sleeve shirt under vintage Lee overalls, asks Randal if the video store has any new movies (she’s standing with her back to the “New Release” wall) and Dante how much something is (she’s plucked it off a display with a GIANT sign reading “EVERYTHING HERE IS $0.99!!!”). Well, it suddenly occurred to me yesterday that I can actually cosplay as that woman. Here I am, alongside the Dumb Questions Girl from Clerks!

OK, back at ’em. My library isn’t gonna clean itself….

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Sunday Stealing: the September 26 edition

I guess I should really be doing this installment of Sunday Stealing on my actual birthday, but I’m not going to remember to post this on September 26, and I’m finding that scheduled posts isn’t working very well here these days (I’m not sure if that’s because of the site theme I’m using or what), so I’ll just do it now:

Wikipedia Meme

First, what is your birthday (month/day)?

Already noted: September 26! (Year: 1971. Get off my lawn.)

Now, go to Wikipedia and list:

1) Four historic events 

–In 1580, Sir Francis Drake completed his circumnavigation of the Earth. The voyage took almost three years, and when Drake arrived in the English Channel again, he learned that he had been presumed dead.
–In 1687, the Parthenon in Athens was badly damaged because someone had decided that it would be a great place to store gunpowder and munitions. It exploded. Oops.
–In 1789, President George Washington appointed Thomas Jefferson as Secretary of State. Neither office is held by anyone worth anything today.
–In 1960, Democratic presidential candidate Senator John F. Kennedy faced the Republican nominee, Vice President Richard Nixon, in the first televised presidential debate.

2) Three births

Every year on my birthday I note that I share a birthdate with George Gershwin, Olivia Newton-John, and Jim Caviezel. So here I’ll note three other notable persons sharing my birthday:

–1774: Johnny Appleseed (I don’t want to admit how old I was when I learned that Johnny Appleseed was a real guy, I always figured his was like Paul Bunyan)
–1888: T.S. Eliot, English poet. I actually haven’t read enough Eliot!
–1963: Lysette Anthony, English actress. Twelve-year-old me had quite a crush on her when she appeared in Krull.

3) Two deaths

–1902: Levi Strauss, the guy who invented Levi’s jeans. Maybe I should wear a pair of Levi’s overalls this year in his honor….
–1984: John Facenda, the guy with the distinctive voice who narrated a bunch of NFL Films productions back in the day. You know, the guy who said things like “On this icy January day, two sets of warriors took to the frozen tundra of Lambeau Field to decide the championship of the National Football League!”

1) One holiday or observance 

Well, I’m sure that any year now, the International Day for the Total Elimination of Nuclear Weapons will achieve critical mass of societal awareness!

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Sartorial observations from the Fair (or, get it together, white men)

The Erie County Fair is winding down this weekend, and we made our annual treks two Fridays in a row. Last week was our all-day-at-the-Fair day, where we do EVERYTHING that we like to do (seeing the animals, shopping, touring the Creative Arts exhibits, and eating), while last night we went for a “Date Night” in which we walked around and did a bit more eating and drinking, including a couple of adult beverages, and so on. And yes, I took a ton of photos, none of which I’ve edited yet, so those will be forthcoming at some point; this month has been great for getting out and shooting, and I suddenly have a pretty sizeable backlog of photos to edit. (As always, my photography is mainly available on my Flickr stream, and I feature individual photos on my various social media outlets, links in the sidebar over there on the right!)

One thing I noticed especially this year is…well, it’s not a new observation, but it’s a phenomenon that seems to be getting worse as time goes by. I really noticed this phenomenon at the County Fair this year (and, to a lesser extent, at the Sterling Renaissance Festival as well), and it was particular driven home by the contrast I noted between white people at the Fair and Islamic people at the Fair. I guess there’s no other way to bluntly say it:

For the most part, white men dress like shit.

Before I delve into my thoughts on this, here’s a short video (under two minutes) by Chelsea Fagan, a creator I follow who is always insightful and who is one of those people who, if I find myself in disagreement, makes me think, “OK, what am I missing here, because I’m probably wrong”.

@faganchelsea

Feminine men

♬ original sound – Chelsea Fagan

(Link if the embed goes wonky)

One of her money quotes: “We are driving such an obvious race to the bottom with what it means to correctly perform masculinity or heterosexuality for a man to the point that basically the only thing they can do to prove themselves is just be disgusting.”

And as I’ve looked around when I’ve been in public situations of late, I have to say, she is very much not wrong. I’ve noted for years a frequent complete mismatch when I see couples out in the world. This almost always applies only to straight couples, and honestly, it also almost always applies only to white couples. The phenomenon is simply this: the woman will look good, and the man…will not.

I’ve wondered for years why this often seems to be the case. In any such couple, the woman will often look nicely put together, wearing a good outfit and have her hair done and she’ll be wearing makeup and, well, looking good. The man, on the other hand, will be wearing a casual shirt, maybe at most a golf shirt, in a neutral color, paired with boring jeans or khakis. The man’s outfit may include a sports logo, and he may well be wearing a ballcap, which is pretty much ninety percent of the hats worn in America today.

And this is if we’re lucky, because what I’ve noticed even more is the man doesn’t even look that good. Instead he’ll often be wearing a dirty shirt and jeans with holes in them. The shirt will be tight-fitting regardless of the guy’s shape, almost certainly one size too small, and it will either sport a sports team logo or whatever undergarment manufacturer is this fellow’s brand of choice or, if we’re really going for the gusto, a political slogan that marks them as being firmly on the crimson side of the tracks.

Now, obviously it’s not always like this…and to be sure, our fashion world has not exactly decided to give men nearly as many options for stepping out on a warm summer’s night and looking good while doing it as it has to women. And who knows, depending on your opinion of overalls, you might be thinking I’m being a tad hypocritical right now…but I try to pair my overalls with a decent shirt, a linen button-up perhaps, or one of my Renfest shirts. But no, menswear options have simply not kept up with all the ways women have of looking good while out on the town.

And now, having watched Ms. Fagan’s video above, I wonder if that’s just not the way we’ve wanted it all along…for some annoying definition of “we”, that is. Masculinity in America has become so weirdly constrictive a thing, and it has become so incredibly performative, that now we’ve reach a weird point where looking “manly” is defined down to a small selection of available clothing, and we’re not supposed to look happy or comfortable, either.

This is where my brain likes to make pop-cultural associations. There’s a scene in Casino Royale, the 2006 James Bond movie, where Bond is on his way to Montenegro to play in a high-stakes poker game as part of his mission for MI6. (The reason doesn’t matter.) On the train ride there, he meets Vesper Lynd, the British Treasury employee whose job it is to give him the money and oversee how he spends it while playing. What follows is one of the best scenes in all of Bond:

The dialog here crackles as Bond and Ms. Lynd size each other up, but what has always caught my ear here is the bit at the 2:27 mark, where Ms. Lynd remarks on Bond’s suit:

By the cut of your suit, you went to Oxford or wherever. Naturally you think human beings dress like that. But you wear it with such disdain, my guess is you didn’t come from money, and your school friends never let you forget it. 

I’ve admired that scene ever since the movie came out, but that one line about Bond wearing his suit “with such disdain” always stood out to me, because I never understood what it meant. It’s just a suit, right? And Daniel Craig looks very good in it.

What I think Ms. Lynd is expressing here is something I’ve noticed–or, rather, had pointed out to me by fashion experts–in right-wing man-o-sphere circles. It’s that when you look at “important” figures on the right, the Pete Hegseths and the Tate Brothers and others of the world, you see them often wearing suits because they’re supposed to wear suits and they’re expensive suits because of course they are, those guys are our superiors, don’t you know, why would they wear anything cheap? But they don’t wear them correctly. Their suits are always not tailored quite correctly, they choose details to get wrong so as to communicate that they’re not taking their dress seriously, and they make sure their posture always conveys “manliness”. There’s a right-wing social-media influencer guy who goes by “Conceptual James” whose profile picture is him sitting in a chair, wearing a suit, but manspreading as widely as he possibly can. More often than not, when these guys post their photos to social media, they’re in workout clothes, or they’re in shirtsleeves with the sleeves rolled up to T-shirt length with collars open halfway down.

They are wearing their suits with utter disdain. Because that’s now men should really look. Men should look manly, and looking manly means looking dirty and sweaty and showing off muscle because how dare anyone tell a man how to look.

And I do think this shows up, to some extent, to those couples at the Fair. The woman looks pretty, but he looks like absolute shit. And why shouldn’t he? He’s a man, you see.

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Two Favorite Photos….

The other day was World Photography Day, and I didn’t get a post here, which reflects my usual level of awareness and good planning…but it’s more a day to day thing for me, anyway. Every day is Photography Day for me!

Anyhow, here are two photos. I took both at the Sterling Renaissance Festival last month, and these may well be my favorite shots this year so far. If they get eclipsed in the time remaining in 2026, that means I’m in for a few banger months!

(Both photos link to their pages on my Flickr stream, where you can embiggen them if you wish!)

Hummingbird hovering by the feeder.
Maidens with bubbles.

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Something for Thursday

OK, I don’t have anything picked for today. I went back to work after a nice six-day vacation and I got nothin’. And now The Wife and I are home and I’m dinking around while she gets dinner ready. Her Pandora is playing on the Bluetooth speaker, so you know what I’m gonna do? I’m going to feature here the very next song that comes up on her Pandora, no matter what it is. So just hang tight a few minutes…

I wonder what it will be…

We need some quiz-show suspense music…

OK, here we go…the last song is winding down….

What will it be!…

(The current song is Neil Diamond’s “America”, btw)

(“Everywhere around the world, they’re comin’ to America!” God, I love Neil Diamond….)

Ooooh, here we go…oooooh! It’s a good one! You don’t get better than this. It’s an underappreciated subgenre that you don’t hear much anymore: the big rock power ballad.

I don’t think I’ve ever featured Air Supply in this space before. And you know what? I apologize for NOTHING!

 

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Tuesday Tones

Tuesday Tones! (The title of the music series over a bit of music score.)

Staying with our exploration of the classical and concert music of Japan, we have something pretty interesting: a concerto for marimba and orchestra.

The marimba is likely the most fascinating of the percussion instruments, with its range and its earthy tone that is much less strident and cutting than its sister instrument, the glockenspiel. Our composer here, Takatomi Nobunaga, uses the marimba to great effect in a work that is both impressionistic and virtuosic in its demands on the soloist. And this work puts those demands on the marimbist (I’m assuming marimbist is a word, I’m going with it) almost immediately as the opening bars send the soloist on a wild display that puts the instrument’s range right up front and center. The remainder of the work is at times haunting, at other times enervating.

From what I’ve read. Takatomi Nobunaga is mostly known as a choral composer. I’m glad he composed this concerto, though.

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Sunday…borrowing, actually

Today’s Sunday Stealing is a standard “List of favorites” kind of thing, so I’m going to ignore the “favorites” thing and instead just write about the first thing that comes to mind after each individual prompt. Make sense? No? Well, we’ll figger it oat. Here we go!

WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE …? (Not doing favorites. Just riffing. -Ed.)

1. Flavor?

So on Saturday nights we almost always have “Charcuterie Night”, in which I cut up some cheeses and present some cured meat of some sort for dinner. Right now I have cheddar on the mind, because I almost always have some kind of cheddar on the plate. It’s on the mind right now because the current cheddar, “Vermont Sharp” by Cabot Creamery, is kind of disappointing. I like my cheddar flavorful, and this…isn’t. Maybe it’s a batch issue, as I’ve never been disappointed by Cabot Creamery’s product before, but I think next week it might be back to Kerrygold.

2. Movie?

Also on Saturday nights we usually watch a movie, and we alternate weeks as to who gets to pick the movie. The Wife has a habit of picking things that are really different; sometimes her picks get really out there, but that’s great! Last night we watched The Ballad of Buster Scruggs, a Western anthology movie by the Coen Brothers, and as is usually the case with these two, it’s a hilarious and violent and weird movie. Next week, though, I get to pick! (Though I’m actually on vacation right now so we might make every night movie night! Yee-haw!)

3. Piece of jewelry?

I don’t wear much jewelry. I like to wear my wedding ring and another ring that The Wife got me before we were married, but only on my days off; there are times in my job where I’m putting my hands places that I wouldn’t want my nice jewelry to be. I also have a few watches on neck chains; I should dig those out and replace the batteries and start wearing them, especially now as we are (theoretically) heading into the cooler part of summer. I’ve never been a big fan of metal chains on my bare skin, but who knows, I was never a big fan of button-up shirts or v-neck tees before, either.

4. Place to be?

Anywhere, if I have my camera on me! Otherwise, home, with my books and dogs and those family-type people.

5. Boy’s name?

There’s a long-simmering, long-unfinished book on my hard drive that I should probably finish because it has a character in it named “Sair Guthrick Marbury”, which might be my favorite character name of mine, ever. (“Sair” is an honorific title like “Sir”, given to artists and creative people of note.)

6. Girl’s name?

Desdemona. Why? Because I’m thinking of upgrading my camera to a full body-and-lens system in the relatively near future, and I am taking to naming my devices using names of women from Shakespeare. My phone is Ophelia, and my current camera is Miranda. (This computer is Galadriel, which is from Tolkien, because I hadn’t started using Shakespeare names at that point.)

7. Candy?

Oooooh, I love candy, but I’ve had to really back off my love of the stuff for health reasons. A shame, too, because candy really does make the world better. Candies I like that you maybe don’t? Necco wafers and candy corn.

And then there’s liquid candy, best known in the form of rum!

8. Sports team?

Hey, the Bills had their first preseason game in the new stadium yesterday! I don’t even know, as I write this, if they won. It’s preseason, who cares about Ws or Ls, it’s mainly about seeing who can play and who can’t. Giddyap!

9. Color?

For now? Green. Because it is now the back half of August, which means that green’s clock is ticking down….

10. Month? 

September. Why? Because!

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And now…

…a new regular feature over on the newsletter!

I’m calling it “And now, a Photo”, and in this series (which I’m hoping to do weekly) I will feature a single photo of mine, and I’ll write a quick, short piece about that photo and why I took it and why I like it and so on. I want to give my old photo catalog a bit more life, and this is one way I’ll be doing it!

Posts in this new series will be exclusive to the newsletter, so go subscribe if you want to see more!

 

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Something for Thursday

If you’re a subscriber to my newsletter, you already read about my latest celebration of one of the Albums of my Life. (If you’re NOT a subscriber to my newsletter, sheesh, whassamadduhwithyou?!)

This latest letter was about my love of Yanni’s wonderful album Live at the Acropolis. Here is one of my absolute favorite tracks from that album. I don’t have anything much new to say about this that I didn’t say in the newsletter, so let me just get out of the way.

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Tone Poem Tuesday

Japan! Back to Japan!

When I do themed series in these weekly features, I usually try to avoid posting multiple works by the same composer. Why? Actually, I don’t know. It’s not like I’m working on any kind of limit here other than what I impose on myself, and I generally think limits are annoying enough without subjecting myself to them. So here we are, revisiting the music of Yasuji Kiyose (whom we heard just a couple weeks back).

In that earlier post, I featured a work for solo piano. Apparently Kiyose mostly worked in smaller forms for solo instruments or small ensembles, and this work appears to have had a similar genesis. As far as I can tell (real in-depth information about this piece is surprisingly hard to find), Kiyose arranged an earlier work of his for orchestra, resulting in Japanese Festival Dances. The result is colorful, energetic, and engaging. I enjoyed this work a great deal, and I hope you do as well!

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