I do love trains. Thank you for that Rafferty song, really good! I ever only knew “Baker St” by him.
Here’s Steve Goodman “City of New Orleans” he wrote it, and I like his version the best (towards the end, it’s “nightime on the City…”) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SfPyg-mGhU
Steve S. was thinking about “Ripple” recently, if he sees this, he’ll probably bring up “Night Train Express” ! 🙂
Ripple! Oh, my. Clearly, you don’t mean a wind-on-the-water ripple, and the other Ripple brings all sorts of memories. I saw the Night Train Express can in the Rafferty video, and wondered about it. Now, I’m all educated. The only Gallo I knew was Thunderbird, which seems to be pretty much the same thing. When I was in college we weren’t drunkards, and we didn’t binge drink, but we were poor, and that meant, in addition to Ripple and Thunderbird, Boone’s Farm, Annie Green Springs, Mateus, and, for special occasions, Cold Duck. Good grief.
I was browsing some truly funny articles about those days, and this paragraph set me laughing:
“No home was complete without a lava lamp, some beautiful shag carpet and either a Mateus or Lancers bottle with a candle stuck in the top flickering in the middle of the dinner table. Good times.”
Thank goodness those days are gone. Your train car is far more elegant.
“City of New Orleans” is a favorite. I never hear it without tears coming to my eyes. I don’t know exactly why, but that doesn’t matter. Every time I hear it, I want to get on a train, too. I favor Willie’s version, but I think Goodman’s is far superior to Arlo Guthrie’s. It does capture so much of an earlier America.
It’s a fine vintage, the perfect accompaniment to an evening perusing the OED. (I’ve never tried it, either! 🙂 The Finger Lakes region of NY has a lot of very fine wineries, especially Rieslings and Gewurtraminers, no need to drink drain cleaner)
When I was a kid, I was fascinated by my grandfather’s old Lava Lamp, in the basement “rec room” – – they’re still making them, and he sent me a new one as a gift when I was six.
For decades into the 20th century, people still spoke of the Grand Central Station, treating what eventually became a name as the description it originally was. For example, a 1904 document called “Rules of the Grand Central Station and Harlem Line” says: “Avoid creating smoke at the Grand Central Station.”
Ah trains~! Don’t they stir the soul? On the other hand your photo also brings to mind my bleary-eyed train rides home from the city after night class at art school. This photo is far more beautiful than our commuter trains.
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On the one hand: Graham Greene, film noir, Hitchcock, Bogie, Orient Express.
On the other: Dover to Paris, BART, the A train, and Gerry Rafferty.
Need I add “evocative photo”?
I do love trains. Thank you for that Rafferty song, really good! I ever only knew “Baker St” by him.
Here’s Steve Goodman “City of New Orleans” he wrote it, and I like his version the best (towards the end, it’s “nightime on the City…”) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SfPyg-mGhU
Steve S. was thinking about “Ripple” recently, if he sees this, he’ll probably bring up “Night Train Express” ! 🙂
Ripple! Oh, my. Clearly, you don’t mean a wind-on-the-water ripple, and the other Ripple brings all sorts of memories. I saw the Night Train Express can in the Rafferty video, and wondered about it. Now, I’m all educated. The only Gallo I knew was Thunderbird, which seems to be pretty much the same thing. When I was in college we weren’t drunkards, and we didn’t binge drink, but we were poor, and that meant, in addition to Ripple and Thunderbird, Boone’s Farm, Annie Green Springs, Mateus, and, for special occasions, Cold Duck. Good grief.
I was browsing some truly funny articles about those days, and this paragraph set me laughing:
“No home was complete without a lava lamp, some beautiful shag carpet and either a Mateus or Lancers bottle with a candle stuck in the top flickering in the middle of the dinner table. Good times.”
Thank goodness those days are gone. Your train car is far more elegant.
“City of New Orleans” is a favorite. I never hear it without tears coming to my eyes. I don’t know exactly why, but that doesn’t matter. Every time I hear it, I want to get on a train, too. I favor Willie’s version, but I think Goodman’s is far superior to Arlo Guthrie’s. It does capture so much of an earlier America.
vIt’s a wonderful song, we sing it on car trips, which is ironic I guess, but kind of a family ltradition now
Sorry to disappoint, but I was unaware of Night Train Express.” Likewise for Gerry Rafferty. Live and learn.
It’s a fine vintage, the perfect accompaniment to an evening perusing the OED. (I’ve never tried it, either! 🙂 The Finger Lakes region of NY has a lot of very fine wineries, especially Rieslings and Gewurtraminers, no need to drink drain cleaner)
When I was a kid, I was fascinated by my grandfather’s old Lava Lamp, in the basement “rec room” – – they’re still making them, and he sent me a new one as a gift when I was six.
For decades into the 20th century, people still spoke of the Grand Central Station, treating what eventually became a name as the description it originally was. For example, a 1904 document called “Rules of the Grand Central Station and Harlem Line” says: “Avoid creating smoke at the Grand Central Station.”
Ah trains~! Don’t they stir the soul? On the other hand your photo also brings to mind my bleary-eyed train rides home from the city after night class at art school. This photo is far more beautiful than our commuter trains.
I’m taking the “T” in Boston to work, and enjoy it, but wow it’s really packed some days.