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Going Overseas

My father used to call Europe “overseas”. He also called the frig the “icebox”. This past weekend we went overseas with our icebox. Amazing how little things change. We took a ferry across the Strait of Juan de Fuca (the sea) in our camper van, carrying with us a cooler, which is in fact a box full of ice. We were not in Europe but in this case Europe came to us, or to Langley, Washington that is.

Among the assembled talent were numerous European musicians doing their bit to keep the spirit of the “gypsy jazz” genre alive. Although it is a sad state of affairs that here in “America” (north) we can only muster a few hundred diehard fans to come and see the best festival of its kind outside of Europe, perhaps that is a blessing in disguise. Tickets are plentiful, and the venues are small enough to actually see the performers well enough to talk to them. Try that in a giant arena at the next rock festival you go to. Despite the fact that in 10 years since I first attended Djangofest NW the ticket price has risen from $20 to $65, the price of a rock concert has gone up beyond all comprehension.

McCartney charges $180 now for the privilege of watching him from a half mile away on a giant screen. In their heyday the Beatles charged about $10 a seat. Nostalgia is not worth $170. I’d like to see all the old billionaire rock stars go on tour and charge nothing as a payback for the fortunes they’ve made off the millions of fans over the years. I’d also like to hear an intelligent debate from politicians. And while we’re at it, I’d like to find some really well preserved old typewriters for sale.

Well – some dreams do come true if only partly – you will see here that I had part of my wish this past weekend. While out for a walk we passed a store in Port Angeles that had the machines shown below in the window, not for sale but only on display. This saved me the agony of not being able to buy them had they been for sale, as it might have been hard to choose which to leave behind. Right around the corner from there was a favourite pub of ours where we quaffed some excellent micro-brewed beer while I felt a pleasant contentment to have bagged some good pictures.

ticket prices then and now

Harris No. 4

Smith Premier 10

Oliver 9

Royal 5

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Eatons, a Silver Seiko & Djangofest

Eaton Viking Silver Seiko with salt shaker and empty beer bottle

this bit looks like a Hermes Baby

tilting carriage rail – like Hermes!

top view

Me & Dorado at Djangofest 2006

 

 

 

 

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Research Pays Off

happy old men – a typical Florida street scene

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“The Female of the Species…”

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Heartbreak Hotel & Thrift Shop

In lieu of flowers please send me a Corona Four.

That is not a case of beer BTW.

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A Surprising Event

My son likes to surprise us by returning from the far side of the earth unannounced. This time he did it with an extra bonus – a wife. We knew he was married of course – they’ve been waiting to get a visa for ages. With typical government efficiency the crack Canadian Department of Visa Delaying Tactics turned it around in a mere 18 months, although they like to inform the public that it generally takes 6 months!

(Note to typerati: new typewriter – ’65 SM9 with ‘Modern Pica’, two tone keyboard)

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Loneliness of the Long Distance Biker

WHAT IS REAL?

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Reality & Plan B

A further word here about the latest typewriter: a Commodore. Wow, what a great machine! It is in fact a rebranded Consul 221. Czechoslovakian made. Oddly enough I’m also working on a wonderful old Czechoslovakian viola I picked up on my vacation at an “antique” mall (aka large junk shop). Those Czechs know how to make stuff. I have decided to call this typewriter “The Honorary Consul”,  which is fitting in view of the 25 or so Graham Greene novels that have appeared around the house since January when my wife decided to read all the books Mr. Greene wrote. She has done so, I have gamely attempted to follow suit but have so far read only 4 or 5. Well, I never planned to read them all anyhow.

the ‘Honorary Consul’ (typewriter)

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Pound Without Equals

brazen red remi QRll

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Typing for dollars

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