For those wondering, sadly I won’t be able “enhance” the Cocktail Nation podcast with pictures anymore as Apple is nolonger supporting this feature which is disappointing. The show will carry on as usual but without this wonderful feature. Not much one can do about this as technology constantly changes. I knew they were slowly fazing the feature out but hadn’t expected it so soon. Over the last two weeks I had noticed it was playing up and upon further investigation discovered the truth of the matter. Koop
This week we have Scott Mensching from the Moonrays to talk about the new album Something Wicked, I’ll let you know how you can enjoy a Pan Am flight with out going anywhere and without going back in time. News of a theft in the lounge and tiki world plus all the best lounge and exotica gigs from across the globe.
Warren Wolf Frankie And Johnny
Bob Thompson Just You Just Me
Moonrays Transylvanain Boo Galoo
Don Tiki Forbidden Finger
Jackie Gleason I’m In The Mood For Love
Skip Heller Lonely
Tony Bennett Lover
Mr Ho’s Orchestrotica Let’s Dance
Grace Knight You’d Be So NiceTo Come Home to
Arthur Lyman Yellow bird
Barry Morgan Big Bossa
Sally Street You don’t know Me
New Morty Show Blue Martini
We are talking pop art this week on the show with an interesting mix of mid century, pop art which meets spy with a great series called Panda and me, I’ve got news on a very cool reproduction sports car for the lounge lotharios who want to mix new with old, some great articles for you to enjoy and ofcourse the best lounge and exotica from across the globe.
Steve Greaves Man From Uncle
Tiki Lounge Crew Bongo Nova
Mancini Mr Lucky
James Morison Girl Talk
Dexter Gordon Ghost Of A Chance
Barbara Lusch So Nice
Aaron Diehl Blue Nude
Si Zentner The Fugitive Theme
Cal Tjader Cool
Clouseaux Search For A Vulcan
Dinah Washington Since I Fell For You
Diana Krall Cry Me A River
This week talking about a little thing called Poly Hai….more on this interesting educational institution, we will look at the funeral of Joan Rivers and a Wisconsin car wrecking yard is about to close and you will be amazed what is hidden behind the wire fence.
Bobby Fox Miranda Kerr You’re The Boss
Arthur Lyman Love For Sale
James Spencer The Things We Did Last Summer
Si Zentner Burke’s Law
Ixtahuele Stone Gods Of Bimini
Don Ralke Voodoo Princess
Halford Jetset Tema De Anna
Vic Damone Separate Tables
Perry Beekman I Wish I Was In Love Again
James Morrison Nice And Easy
Robert Hicks Early Autumn
I’m sorry to say it, but people have become a bunch of key board jockey nerds who never leave their house. Social media has truly ruined the live music and entertainment scene that once flourished.
Recently I was looking at some old pictures of a dance halls and nightclubs that were filled to the brim with party goers, the band was pumping and people were having a ball. These days the only people you will find out and about in the city are people under the age of twenty five.
Now of an evening people are shut in with Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.
They just don’t socialise any more in the real world, now their nightclub is digital and to be frank, I think this is both sad and nerdy. And for the record, I do note the irony of this article which is being posted on my website!
The world is a big and wonderful place that is worth experiencing, there are people to meet and places to see, experiences to be enjoyed but instead we like to stay safely tucked away on our lounges with the tv playing reality shows that nobody cares about. Television still thinks it’s getting good ratings but that’s all false, it’s playing but nobody is watching anymore, they have simply gotten used to turning it on for the noise. Personally if I am in working on my book or radio show I prefer to turn on one of my favourite internet stations for some background noise or put on one of my cherished albums. I find that far more relaxing and enjoyable and certainly far less bracing than some of the trash that is on the box.
I’m not sure when it happened but at some point adults stopped leaving their house. Even sport suffers, sure some big events might pull in the crowds but local sport struggles to get numbers. Just the other day I was chatting to my tennis coach who was telling me how hard it is to get people out to the tennis court to hit some balls in the local competition. When I was growing up in the local tennis scene there were always people out and about playing, they were fit, healthy and had a thriving social life. Sadly, not the case today.
Music venues struggle to get people to come out and see world class music and here in Sydney we have plenty of great venues and some of the best musicians in the country. We have the largest number of actors and playhouses and yet they are empty and most who are employed in these industries are struggling to make a buck. I put it all down to laziness and fear. For many it’s easier to throw on some sweat pants and park themselves on a lounge.
Get out today and enjoy life, meet the opposite sex in the real world. Stop using things like internet dating and that horrible pickup device for mass murderers, psychopaths and sex addicts called Tinder. It’s downright dangerousness and increases your chances of being killed or contracting an STD.
Life is grand and was meant to be lived in the real world where you need to learn social graces or suffer the pain of getting your nosed punched in. People talk constantly about trolls and internet bullying, those exist because there are no social graces in the digital world, you just can’t behave that way on the street.
Put the ipad down, throw on your best cat clothes and make the scene baby, you might be surprised how much fun it really is when you live in an analogue world.
Today I did something I rarely do. I unfriended a lady on Facebook.
Was it because of political postings, nudity, over zealous religious or atheistic postings…trolling. No, none of those things.
I deleted her because she is a Vintage Nazi, a hypocrite of the highest order.
The constant postings about how horrible modern life is, how nobody really gets vintage life apart from her were grating. Oh, and I have to add, they were all on FACEBOOK ! This keyboard jockey shut in was the definition of self righteous hypocrisy. A person who claimed she wanted to move to the country to have a more simple and authentic thirties lifestyle but I would imagine one of the pre requisites of this move would be a good internet connection.
The reason I tell this story is not to pick on the person but to highlight a weirdness that existed with some of the retro persuasion.
I for one would consider myself a retrophile, however I do know it’s the twenty first century and I quite enjoy the advantages it has to offer. If it wasn’t for the internet I wouldn’t have a successful podcast and I certainly would not met so many wonderful people like your good self.
Do I wish I lived through the forties, fifties and sixties …hell yeah!
If I had a time machine would I transport my self to 1962 and never come back….ofcourse. But here’s the reality …it’s 2014.
I love vintage furniture, clothes cars and music, books and movies. And ofcourse when I say love, I really mean love, a true dedication.
That however does not mean I need to place myself above others in the vintage stakes, it’s not a competition nor is life an exercise in vintage Reenacting.
Vintage life is not Historical Reenactment, it’s a lifestyle within the bounds of the reality we live in, not a competition for the best costume. A true retrophile wears clothes and not costumes, drives a classic car as a car and not a parade vehicle and lives in a house not a museum.
Back in 1992 I bought my first car, it also happened to be a classic car, a 1960 FB Holden. This car was a GMH product that looked a little like a squashed Chev.
It was an average size car with an underpowered six cylinder 128 engine.
What it lacked in power was made up by it’s awesome styling.
In 1992 there weren’t a lot on the road as daily drivers but quite a few of my young friends owned one because they were cheap to buy and were easy on parts.
I picked up mine for $4000 and it was a beauty. I took that car all over the country and didn’t have many issues. Today that car would be worth around $20000 which is hard to believe now and harder to swallow as I now wish I had kept the old girl !
Having owned classic cars all my life I have seen the prices rise slowly but surely and when the economy is slow they are hard to sell because it’s a little like owning a boat. You don’t really need one and for most they only run them on the weekend so it can make for an expensive hobby.
A recent insurance report claims that many are under insured due to the climbing of prices and that many have kept the car at a similar insurance level when they first purchased. Add into the mix that most people keep a classic car for ten or more years the value is likely to be far higher than one might expect.
So for the average person wanting to get into a classic car is going to find it a lot more expensive than in previous years which really means that classic cars are moving into the rich older mans territory. Thus making them a little more endangered and rare. My prediction is that eventually many will become so expensive to own that a lot of enthusiasts will not even want to back them out of the garage for fear of damage and lets face it, when you spend a lot on restoring car it be a nervous proposition.
Another possible scenario which can lead to endangered species status is the loss of knowledge. Most classic car devotees are in their sixties. Many of these guys are a wealth of knowledge and skill. The average mechanic is simply not equipped with the knowledge to properly repair or service cars of this vintage. Time after time I have found the people have done dodgy repairs and restoration of cars that is simply wrong. When you meet with one of the old cats that dig classic cars they have identified several missing items, wrong items or just poor restoration that whilst might not keep the car off the road, it does mean it doesn’t perform the way the manufacturer intended.
Several years ago I joined a Chrysler club, I turned up at the clubhouse for the monthly meeting and found that most members were at least thirty years older than me. Not a whole lot of fun for a young guy, but it was also intimidating as they tended to assume, and probably quite rightly so, that I didn’t know what I was doing.
The fact remains that fewer younger people are getting into classic cars and this is a major problem. Once the knowledge pool dries up and the older owners either die or get too old then one must wonder what happens to the cars.
More and more I see sales of cars with mentions in the ad that they are in bad health and can no longer maintain the car, or that their sons aren’t interested in the car.
This is a sad state of affairs and I wonder what happens to the car.
So, the knowledge and potentially the car are lost.
Now my predictions may only be realised in decades to come, but I can tell you that it’s happening. Sadly it is an inconvenient truth.