The field of education is finally coming around to real and significant change, thanks to reformers like Howard Gardener and his Multiple Intelligence Theory.
Heard this today on my drive home. Reminiscent of Bowie, T Rex, lyrically sardonic, musically interesting, entertaining… wow!
There might not be a line this year that does its job better than his showstopping, “No family is safe when I sashay.”
First Listen: Perfume Genius, Too Bright : NPR.
Fall is here, and it is my favorite season. The passing of summer is melancholy, and here is one of my favorite ‘end of the summer’ songs by the Doors. It perfectly captures that peculiar sense of melancholia. I found it on Utube along with this film footage that I think also perfectly captures the melancholia of those times. Film footage created by the band of themselves tripping their minds out — at the beach and the waterholes of So Cal.
It reminds me of the days we’d drive up to Ojai, up to the waterholes. My twin sister and I, with our best friend Jackie, chaperoned by our older sister, Theresa, and Jackie’s older sister, Sandy. We would usually go to Matilaja hot springs and a now defunct grouping of water holes called “Ojala.” Jeff tells me stories of how he’d camp up at an infamous “Punch Bowls” that I heard about at school and wanted sorely to be allowed to go to. It spans three areas: Cross Camp, Second Camp, and Jackson Hole, which at that time sported numerous waterholes and waterfalls. As lenient as they were, My parents never allowed us to go up there. They said it was because they didn’t want us ‘girls’ camping out with a bunch of boys. Many girls went though, and, looking back, it probably wouldn’t have made much difference in the ‘grand scheme of things.’Many of these natural springs in Ojai were so pristine back then that you didn’t even need to bring your own drinking water. People actually drank the water from those springs! Within a decade it all became trashed and polluted (I’m sure the revelers contributed to this). There would be a crowd up there, Jeff told me, and he was one of those guys who would go up there a lot.
I remember when an older classmate OD’d on heroin up at Punch Bowls, and that incident became legendary during our Jr. High School years. The 70′s was a time of excess and abandon, and viewing this Doors video in retrospect brings up many mixed feelings. The footage is in some ways disturbingly provincial and insular, and it brings back old Ventura memories that are lush, hypnotic, and filled with the kind of longing that we only ever feel when we are on the verge of becoming adults. And this is why I think this song resonates so deeply– summer encapsulates the mood of adolescence, and fall broods like a grown-up, telling us to stop playing and to come back in.
Just watching this food commentary show on PBS and this came on… wow, looks heavenly!
Davey Jones Deli.
Thanks to Randy Blair for sending me this inspiring article!
Three Sides of Ecuador – NYTimes.com.
I do love the smell of books. I wonder if it can be made into a fragrance line?
Explaining the smell of books | ScienceDump.