Smokey 1058 hr (Thursday 3rd January 2019)
Outdoors has been uninspiring so far this year, but it has given me the opportunity to catch up on many projects around the house and on the computer, overseen by Smokey.
Today seems colder but brighter so I hope to be posting a blip taken away from home later.
Last year my goal was to post 365 images to Blip, including 100 Extras, and I posted the 265th Blip on New Year's Eve as planned. I had been slightly overcautious with the Extras but in the run up to the New Year I went back through the year's blips and replaced some with links to my images on Flickr of the same pictures that had been posted as Extras, bringing the total up to the max.
This system seems to work well for me and I intend to adopt the same strategy for 2019.
4.1.2019 (1208 hr)
Blip #2824 (#2574 + 250 archived blips taken 27.8.1960-18.3.2010)
Consecutive Blip #000
Blips/Extras In 2019 #1/265 + #000/100 Extras
Day #3206 (641 gaps from 26.3.2010)
LOTD #1966 (#1807 + 159 in archived blips)
Taken with Panasonic/Leica DMC-LX100 M4/3 compact
Lozarhythm Of The Day:
John Lee Hooker - Going Down (recorded 28-29 September 1973, San Francisco CA)
John Lee Hooker (vocals, guitar); Van Morrison (vocals, guitar); Don "Sugarcane" Harris (violin); Steve Miller (electric piano); Mark Naftalin (piano); Robert Hooker (organ); Elvin Bishop (slide guitar); Gino Skaggs (Fender bass) and Chuck Crimelli (drums)
From Born In Mississippi, Raised Up In Tennessee.
This song was written by Don Nix, once in the Mar-Keys at Stax, and was first recorded by some white long-hairs called Moloch on an album he produced in 1969. It wasn't particularly good and would probably have been quickly forgotten had not Freddie King recorded it in 1971 for a Leon Russell-produced album he was making for Shelter Records. It took off and lots of people covered it including the Who on their 1971 US tour. From the casual introduction you can tell that this emerged spontaneously in the Wally Heider Studio as something of a jam, and Van Morrison joins in towards the close of the ten-minute workout. Nobody knows all the words.