More Core (and other stuff)

My morning swim is behind me (3500m) so all that remains today is my regular afternoon core workout (Day 24) and, maybe, some yoga this evening if I feel up to it.  Of course, in between, there is always Corporate Hell to keep me entertained (read that with a tone of sarcasm).  My listening pleasure this afternoon on my mat is another selection from my Cornball collection, the ‘Sounds In Space‘  album.


Since I discovered this new and totally amazing sub-genre of cheeseball jazz “Space-Age Exotica”, I’m simply all guns blazing for it.  And, as it turns out, I have another one in my collection just waiting to be rediscovered and listened to and this afternoon seems to be the perfect opportunity.

Beats me how it ever got into my collection got but I’m sure happy it’s there!

Released in 1958 as primarily a “Stereo-Orthophonic” and hi-fi “Victrolas” demonstration album, this recording features many different types of music and sounds from Julie Andrews to the Glenn Miller Orchestra to the Boston, Chicago and Boston Symphony Orchestra’s, all performing (in most cases) compositions by Stravinski, Beethoven, and Tchaikovsky, .  In other words, the various musical styles are as “out there” as the album cover itself.

Also features is the voice of Ken Nordine, famous American voice-over and recording artist, who brings you through the different benefits of RCA Victor’s “Living Stereo” recordings.

So that’s kind of cool too.

Definitely another neat listen to plank to.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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