Don't get me wrong, I love disasters

[sovay]

Happy ninety-fifth anniversary, Boston Molasses Flood. You remain one of the weirdest disasters I know to have overtaken a city and in combination with the London Beer Flood would have been one of the worst milkshake ideas I've ever heard. I hope for some equally weird commemoration in five years.

In the meantime—

The glaciers of northern Italy give back their dead of World War I.

The Porpentine Players get a shout-out from DigBoston. (That's derspatchel with the crutches. He doesn't look bad in a watch cap. The flat cap is snazzier.)

Oh, whatever. This song is hilarious.

I have a doctor's appointment for my back tomorrow.

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That's one of the best band names ever.

I think I was introduced to them when derspatchel played me "Punk Rock Girl," but I found "The Great Boston Molasses Flood" (non-demo!) this afternoon just by wondering what songs there were about the disaster; it seemed impossible that no one ever had ever written any. The folk tradition was mysteriously silent, but fortunately Philadelphia post-punk supplied.

(I'd never even heard of the London Beer Flood! Sinclair should write about it; he used to work in a brewery.)

He should! It's exactly his thing.

(I don't remember how I first heard of it, honestly—Tanith Lee climaxes The Book of the Mad (1993) with a supernatural flood of gin and I think I may have run across mention of the Beer Flood while trying to check whether anything like that ever really happened, to which the answer is "sort of, yes." But without the penguins and the madhouse.)

I'm sorry you have to wait for the appointment.

It's all right! Tomorrow is significantly better than even next week.

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"Punk Rock Girl" is one of my favorites.