Whether you
realize it or not, this is a commemorative pistol. It is an old one which I
obtained in two primary pieces a year apart from each other and put together to
create a Model 1911 in .45 caliber. The slide is a Colt, which came with a Colt
barrel and other internal parts. It dates to the 1960s and I obtained it in
2013. The frame is an Auto Ordnance. It came with who knows what for internal
parts. It also dates to the 1960s and I obtained it in 2014. I swapped out the
parts from the frame for some I prefer and think are of better quality. The
beauty of the Model 1911 is that most parts are interchangeable, even those
from one manufacturer to another.
The grips are the
giveaway. I had Hogue rubber grips on it for shooting, but with the
photographically documented appearance of a mountain lion at the "old
homestead" back in February, I decided to buy this set of Altamont grips
sporting the head of such a critter. The new grips most likely will not be as
good for shooting, but they give it a great appearance. Since my son now is the
primary resident of the "estate," the used handgun with its new grips
will be his -- along with the old Hogue grips for trigger time. This matter
serves a second purpose, as well. It provides an excellent opportunity to pass
along another of my firearms to my son.
Two videos are
here to usher in the creation of the commemorative pistol. While they do not
offer something for everyone, they do present an opportunity to gain an
appreciation and an understanding of differing musical styles.
One is old music.
"Somewhere" is a song from the 1957 Broadway show West Side Story
that was made into a film in 1961. The music was composed by Leonard Bernstein,
with lyrics by Stephen Sondheim, and (from Wikipedia) "takes a phrase from
the slow movement of Beethoven's 'Emperor' Piano Concerto, which forms the
start of the melody and also a longer phrase from the main theme of Pyotr
Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake." (Hmmmm .... sounds fine to me.) This performance
comes from Broadway diva Cynthia Erivo, accompanied by the National Symphony
Orchestra.
One is new music.
Babymetal is a Japanese band created in 2010 with Yui Mizuno, Moa Kikuchi and
Suzuka Nakamoto. The young ladies were between ages 10 and 11 at the time, and
two of the original girls continue to perform to this day. The band was formed
with the concept of fashioning a fusion of the heavy metal and Japanese idol
genres. Kami Band provides the backing music for Babymetal. This is a
compilation of the band's performances of "Catch Me if You Can."
22 comments:
I know nothing about commemorative firearms, only the ones I see featured in the NRA magazine each month. I do like the grip shown here with the mountain lion.
Now to the music. I'm very impressed with Cynthia Erivo's voice. It's beautiful! I might have to download a version of her singing that for myself.
The other number.... well? It started off okay for me, but moved into something more like what my son prefers. (I've sent him the clip to see if he's familiar with it) While I do like metal, I don't normally enjoy the accompanying "vocals". I learned early on with many of the bands he liked that each LP would include at least one short instrumental. (always too short, IMO) One of my all-time favorites is this one from Chelsea Grin:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CRUsB_S9hYg
I am not sure why I pulled the word "commemorative" out of the hat. Memento might have been better. Somehow, though, commemorative settled in my mind. I have a revolver one of my great-grandfathers carried as a small town "copper," and I think of him whenever I see it. I am sort of hoping a great-grandchild of mine will think of me whenever this, by then "ancient relic," will come into sight.
Similarly, the song "Somewhere" has been floating through my mind recently and I listened to a few versions. The only two I really liked were this one and one by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. My only complaint about this one is whoever arranged it set it up so the "banging" drum smothers the final time Cynthia sings the word "somewhere."
I stumbled onto Babymetal listening to the guitar work of Mikio Fujioka. https://youtu.be/qdu7OFvUehE
Mikio died after being injured in a fall a while back. He is the guy on the left of the screen in the early part of this video. Actually, I like the Kami band better than the young ladies, but their synchronization of movement is amazing and a bit hypnotic, it seems to me. It makes me think of Cyndi Lauper in triplicate. The best part about the combination of Babymetal and Kami is they are having fun and creating it for others.
You have excellent taste in music. I am not familiar with Chelsea Grin. I listened to your selection and promise to listen to more.
Speaking of promises, "god speak" arrived in the mail and I paged through it, reading the segment on pain. I am going to try for a chapter or two a day -- hopping, skipping and jumping to segments which appeal to me.
I have a joke some might consider profane: God did not rest on the seventh day; he took out his guitar and performed a concert.
And, on that note, thank you, Kelly, for coming and writing a comment .... later ....
I think it's really special that you have your great-grandfather's gun and know its history. I have no idea if any of our kids or grandkids (or beyond) will want any of our guns. Some sure could tell stories if they could talk!
I enjoyed the clip you shared. There were moments that his playing made me think of Steve Howe. Always a shame when someone young and talented dies before their time. (or some might say that was his time)
I can take no credit for Chelsea Grin as it's not my usual listening fare. I just absolutely love that one particular song. (I've listened to it several times over the course of this exchange) I might have said this before, but when it comes to music vs. lyrics, I'm all about the music. The only real exception is when I'm listening to faith-based music. ( Lyrics are important then.) My son has always told me that's a good thing when it come to his "death metal" since I might be a little disturbed by some of the lyrics. Even some of the band names and song/LP titles are mildly disturbing. Anyway.... I have very eclectic taste when it comes to music and can honestly say there is very little I don't care for. Of course I have my favorite genres, but I'll listen to pretty much anything.
Glad you're finding parts of the "learning to speak God" book interesting. I don't usually re-read, but have considered pulling that one out again. Oh.... and I didn't mind your joke at all. ;)
Whenever I buy a used firearm, I inquire about its history. As you might guess, I rarely hear anything other than an occasional vague comment like, "my grandfather had it, but where he got it from I have no idea." I also have a great-uncle's handgun from when he was the complete police department of another small, country town -- population cresting at about 300 on Saturday nights. Neither gun has any stories, real or imagined, traveling with it. There are times, I think I should make up a few.
There is a fascinating "tale" regarding my home town. It is said Jesse and Frank James stopped at one of the nearby farms and traded horses on their way "home" after the botched Northfield (Minnesota) bank robbery attempt. Who can know with certainty?
I am assuming my son will get most of my firearms and the two girls will be involved, if they wish.
My ears will not allow me to listen to hip-hop and rap, but I do like various songs in most other genres. And, although my primary choice is classic rock, I will tune out and/or turn off some songs or bands or singers in that category.
I have to confess that I have difficulty differentiating between "great" guitar players and if some of them played the same piece consecutively, I probably would miss telling which was which. I do have a bit of a hearing deficit, but I would not blame that for the inability to know who played which. I simply do not have a "musical memory" in that sense.
I have a number of books I have re-read, some a number of times, some at the same time most years. Right now, I plan on picking up "god speak" and going to "Disappointment" and, maybe, even onward to "Mystery" and beyond.
Nice to see you back here again, Kelly .... take care and stay safe and be happy ....
Hello Fram Actual :))))
Nice photo of the handgun-Really like the grip With the mountain lion
I hope Your son knows to worship and take care of it
Grandchildren!Now, would not that be Nice:)))
Sorry being late to this post.I had this meal With shellfish and got poisoned Yeah a hell of a thing
I like your Music but the last one may be is too rock and roll for me but out on a concert it would be Nice :)
I do not know the book you are Reading?
Wish you all well and have a Nice summertime!
Anita
This is a "hop, skip and a jump," photograph, Anita: Put towel on table; put 1911 on towel; click camera shutter.
Yes, the mountain lion grips are gorgeous, in my opinion. In essence, I think there are two primary types of handgun grips: Those which are made for shooting and those which are made for admiring. It is rare that both those elements will be found in a single set of grips. My preferred shooting grips are Hogue rubber; I am beginning to really like Altamont grips for their beauty, but there are many firms which manufacture stunningly beautiful grips. All in the eye of the beholder, I guess.
Hmmmm .... the thought of grandchildren frightens me ....
I agree with you about Babymetal. I think the performances by the girls are enjoyable to watch and the Kami band is composed of masterful musicians, but the songs are sort of silly and nonsensical. It is nice to see everyone having fun and more power to them, but .... watching the young ladies bouncing around makes me think of Cyndi Lauper and especially of her song, "Girls Just Want to Have Fun."
The book I am reading is "Learning to Speak God from Scratch" by Jonathan Merritt. I am reading it in sort of a "hop, skip and a jump" fashion, and probably will write more about it once I have completed it.
Food poisoning from shellfish? Sorry, Anita. I do not think I ever have had food poisoning, but, for sure, it can be nasty business.
So, Anita of Bergen, take care, stay sweet, be safe, be happy and think of me while you are eating warm-off-the-oven lefse and anytime else you have a free moment or two or three ....
Hello, Fram :)
Once again, a very nice item in your collection. I very much like the mountain lion too.
Somewhere is a very romantic song filled with hope. At the same time one could also say the song is very appropriate for the condition of our streets today. One person wrote of the film West Side Story and the opposing gangs, "Their hatred escalates to a point where neither can coexist with any form of understanding." Sadly, blinding hatred is far too prevalent in today's society. In reality, we as citizens of humanity have much in common if we could open our minds and hearts and work together.
That said, I'd prefer to focus on the deep love expressed in both the film and the song and the hope for "somewhere" in all our lives. It is comforting to feel that there is a place and time for everything, including a deep love. I think I will have to watch West Side Story again...such a great film :) I especially love the colorful and energetic dance and song number "America."
As for heavy metal, I'm not such a fan but I do admire the talent of the electric guitar players. When I looked up the translation for the lyrics it says "no red shoes," which, of course, I must totally disagree with :) I think red shoes, just like red lipstick, puts a bit of kick in a woman's step and seduction on her lips and this is also a very good thing.
Big Hug :)
Kelly aka The Chic Geek aka Mermaid aka....the Zen Shooter? Maybe... :)
Once upon a time, to coin a phrase, I believed in a place like "somewhere." But, somewhere eventually turned into the Neverland of Peter Pan, which I still do sort of think exists. Who is to say which fantasy is the best and has the better chance of being a part of reality?
Actually, until recently I did not know/recall Leonard Bernstein had written "Somewhere." Learning that gave me a greater appreciation for the man as a man and as a musician. I also have been looking for more versions of the song and found this one by Sylvia McNair, which I really like: https://youtu.be/TLbCvavDjnA
What I recall most vividly about "West Side Story" is the dancing. At some point in time, I noticed George Chakiris was one of the dancers in the film "White Christmas." Watching many old/old films is one way to pick up these bits and pieces of movie lore.
Observing things like that make me feel as though I too often look for the superficial in films and in books. So many game shows on television and board games focus on the trivia, it is almost like we (meaning people) are being trained for a life of "trivial pursuit" rather than looking deeper into ourselves and into other people.
Hmmmm .... this is drifting out into deep left field, so I will sit down and be quiet about it.
As for Kelly the mermaid becoming Kelly the zen shooter, there is a segment in James Dickey's masterpiece, "Deliverance," about zen and archery: "Lewis is still a good shot, and it is still a pleasure to watch him. 'I think my release is passing over into Zen,' he said once. 'Those gooks are right. You shouldn't fight it. Better to cooperate with it. Then it'll take you there, take the arrow there.'"
Having been an archer even longer than a "gunman," I tried to use the principal with bow/arrow and firearms. It seemed to help. Reading books from many eras also is one way to pick up these bits and pieces of literary lore.
Hmmmm .... there I go again, to paraphrase a former actor turned politician ....
Always delighted to have an appearance by California Kelly, in any and all personas she chooses to emulate. Stay sweet, mermaid. I am curious to find out if you pursue a bit of zen blended with a bit of gun play. If you do, there is a 1948 book by German philosophy professor Eugen Herrigel entitled, "Zen in the Art of Archery," you might find interesting and useful ....
Oh, I really love the Sylvia McNair version of the song...beautiful. She has the voice of an angel. I will look for your book and see what I think. Right now I'm reading "A Sand County Almanac" by Aldo Leopold. I love the way he writes. I just discovered this old-timer naturalist. His writing style draws me right in to his wilderness and it's lovely.
Thank you for sharing the song and recommending your book. Once I start my shooting training I'll let you know. I have many women friends now that are buying guns in Los Angeles. I love it!
Stay Safe, Mr. Fram
Big Hug :)
Aldo Leopold and John Muir generally are considered among the godfathers of the environmental movement. I have read bits and pieces by both, but never "Sand County."
Maybe ....
We agree about Sylvia McNair ....
I do keep preaching that there is no absolute way to ensure individual safety, but learning about and practicing with and legally carrying a handgun certainly ups the odds of survival no matter who you are and no matter where you are. Besides that, it is fun ....
Jumping back a comment, I know some handguns are available in colors, pink being one. In case you cannot find a red one, possibly that or some other shade would be sufficient -- but, although you are a young lady with a thousand or so pair of shoes, I am not certain you would have shoes to match it and might be required to do a bit of extra shopping ....
Take care, Kelly, stay safe and be happy and take a look at NRA membership and classes .... Fram, the former Night Owl ....
That's a gorgeous voice Cynthia has. Thanks for the introduction.
Greetings from London.
Any time, any place, CiL .... beautiful song, wonderful singer.
As I mentioned earlier, my only complaint about Cynthia's rendition is that whoever arranged it set it up so the "damn drum" smothers the final time she sings the word "somewhere." And, this criticism is coming from a once upon a time drummer.
Thank you, CiL, for coming and for writing a comment ....
Oh, no, no. No pink gun for me. If I buy a gun it's going to be a badass gun, one that makes the bad guys run when they even see me pull it out! I know you don't like curse words, but maybe this is an instance where a good curse word applies :)
I just received the book you recommended, "Zen in the Art of Archery." I will read and let you know what I think. As for Fram, the Former Night Owl, I think that this is probably a good healthy change for you. A lot of things change in 10 years...including my shoe obsession. Now I am more of a minimalist...only have maybe, oh, 15 pairs??? Maybe...;)
Stay well and happy Former Night Owl. Enjoy the sunshine!
Big Hug <3
There is a time for profanity and, believe me, I can launch into it with the best of them. Too many people, I believe, use it simply for the "shock value." Using all the words at our disposal is a good thing; using some of them simply for the sake of using them is an unnecessary thing and often a rather stupid thing.
I am enough of a traditionalist that I prefer blued guns with wooden grips/stocks/forearms. Big but, though .... for maintenance, stainless steel is superior and more and more synthetic coats are coming into being which offer further protection and ease in cleaning. For a young lady, I would suggest stainless steel or an armor-like synthetic coat along with synthetic materials in place of wood.
Yes, I will be curious about Kelly and the art of zen. The achievement of perfection comes from the act of repetition and visualization .... repeating the same movements over and over again until "muscle memory" is reached. Practice makes perfect is more than a cliché .... it is a fact. I often say my brains are in my fingers, which in reality is muscle memory. If I am searching for the correct spelling of a word, for instance, I close my eyes, clear my mind and "turn my fingers loose" on the keyboard. Works almost every time ....
Yes, you, too, Kelly .... take care, be safe, stay well and start visualizing yourself as Annie Oakley reborn ....
I only want to say how much Iam happy for your comment at my place
You are such a nice man.I want everything good happen to you. May all your desires and dreams come true.
Friend ship is the most beautiful thing, even better then love sometimes
Looking forward to your next post
Anita
"Looking forward to your next post," she writes ....
Hmmmm .... me, too, he replies.
No doubt there will be a next one, but at the moment I am not sure when that might occur. I periodically go into a slump -- melancholy moments, I describe it -- and am in one now: Too long a winter, too many gray days; not enough trigger time or canoe time ....
I ordinarily do not read two books at the same time, but I have four going right now and I do not want to be reading any of them. I need a vacation from books and from thinking.
A neighbor died a few days ago. Despite the fact he was a Navy guy, there is a memorial service which I will be attending on Wednesday. I was joking about the Navy guy remark. We agreed a long time ago not to talk Navy/Marine Corps stuff. His "departure" is another reason I am sort of down, too. We did talk a lot and pretty much saw the world through simpatico eyes. I will miss him ....
Anita writes: "I want everything good happen to you. May all your desires and dreams come true."
Fram responds: I send the same words to you, Anita, and a song to reflect my mood: https://youtu.be/JzgscQVdJLA
Ohh !That was a very beautiful video!The last part..ohh myh ohh myh!I really love that scene...Almost made me cry seeing the eyes of that animal,the beautiful lady in red . The force,the love, the totally bond between them.Thank you for sharing this song and clip
We all live with life and death.We must get used to face it.The day you have done your chores on earth and the threads are cut are always sad.Who is left must show honor and respect to the dead. I know you can do this. Through all that you have experienced in life it has given you strength and you know how to behave-Cry and let the dead rest in peace. You have all my sympathy during this difficult time
I think of you
Anita
Hi, Fram.
I'm very sorry for the loss of your friend. Anita's comment above is very true about a good friend. My mother used to always tell me when I was down, "All you need is one really good friend in life." I believe this is true. It is so hard to lose someone you care for, especially in these gray times. My grandpa was a Navy man too. He was a good man and sounds like your friend was also.
The last video you shared is incredibly beautiful...kinda makes me think of you in past days. I don't know why, but I feel maybe it is so... I also realized watching the video that although I have been in the snow, and once upon a time loved skiing, both downhill and cross country, I've never actually been in snow when it was falling like in the video. That must be such a magical experience. I will have to one day go to a snowy place to experience the beauty of it.
And so now you must carry on for your friend. I know you will do him justice in death just as I am sure you did in life...
Big Hug to you...
Thank you, Anita, for the sympathy. Both the friend and his wife are of Norwegian ancestry, by the way. He was a straight-shooter as a friend and it would be near-impossible to find a better neighbor.
My only "personal quarrel" with death is that I will not know I am dead. At least, that is my assumption. Other than that, I accept the inevitable. In this instance, it is one thing among a few which have brought me into the doldrums and, for the most part, I will shake it off in a few days.
My only "general quarrel" with death is when it takes a baby or a teenager or anyone who has not had the opportunity to experience a "full life." All one has to do is observe Nature to learn there is no such thing as fairness or equality on this planet. Humankind's reply to this imbalance has been to issue decrees and to invent laws contrary to the process of natural selection. Such things usually help, but they cannot overpower the abstractions encountered by actually living life.
What is a "full life?" Even the Bible is inconsistent regarding our life span. Early in Genesis it ranges into the hundreds of years .... by Psalms it is registered as 70 to 80 which, to me, seems about right.
By now, Fram is going further into this than he wishes to .... so, we shall allow him to fade away until a few more days have passed .... later, Norsk jente ....
The snow as portrayed in the video is a gentle snowfall, pleasant to experience -- the kind children and adults who never quite have grown up love to hold their faces skyward trying to catch snowflakes on their tongues. It reminds me of being a boy during the week leading up to Christmas.
More interesting is an actual, matter-of-fact, no doubt about it blizzard -- heavy, wet snow on a horizontal course powered by a 40- or a 50-mile-per-hour wind. I have been out in such snowstorms on a few occasions -- hunting as a boy and simply to experience it another time more recently. If you are dressed for such weather and in good health, it is an adrenalin-driving force and a great pleasure. Less pleasant is being in a car in such weather with an ice-covered windshield and having to proceed at a snail's pace with your head hanging out the window listening intently for the sound of your tires on gravel as you drive on the edge of the wrong side of the road.
Anyway ....
Yes, Kelly, this fellow was a good man in every possible societal way: A good worker, husband, father and friend. We often talked about anything and everything. I truly will miss his presence, but that was as far as it went. He and I never were friends in the deepest sense of the word. I do have a couple of those kind still walking the surface of the earth .... thankfully.
Thank you, Mermaid, for the kind thoughts and words .... see you at the beach ....
I hope it went allright today..There was probably waffels and good norwegian cakes in the meeting afterwards..If you went there..
Death Fram.We cant know anything about it..But yes it is sad of the young ones and those who die in terrible pain
Lets hope we will live long enough to be tired of life.Go back to the beginning..or whatever..It is no use to speculate.We only know IT will happen.Much more fun to appreciate life and that you are lucky to be a living human in it..So what will you do about life beside thinking of it?
Life and years goes so fast..One can wonder where did it all go..
Of course you will be in a special mood after your friends death..It is normal and you know that Fram.
I think you should take Buddy out for a long walk or drive in the wind enjoy life and whatever comes you around that gives you good vibrations
Actually I am going scuba diving tomorrow..Cant stay home in this hot weather
It will be good to have swim in the sea..Clear my mind and cool down
Pss actually I think I have seen the wrong video clip..Hah Hah however it made my day..
All good to you and dont think to much. Go out and look at the beautiful girls, nature and all that makes you happy
Life is here and now
See you!
Yes, events today went well. There were people I know who live in the neighborhood and I talked with and others I never have seen before, some of whom I was able to meet and exchange talk.
The widow of the Navy man and her children hosted a small get-together after the service. No Norwegian food, that I noticed, but salads, ham, tomatoes and assorted pastries -- yummy-y-y-y-y-y. Now that formalities have concluded, life returns to normal. Bury the dead and move on, as someone once said ....
If you have mention that you scuba dive in the past, Anita, I had forgotten it. There was a time (Notice, I stayed away from "once upon a time.") when I did it regularly and quite a bit. I began as a teenager and had a three-week course compliments of the U.S. Navy and again a class while in college. I have done mud puddle lake/river diving in a few places and Lake Superior diving on shipwrecks and under the ice a few times and ocean diving while in the Marine Corps. I sort of "wrecked" my ears doing it and I miss it.
I hope you enjoy your venture.
The earth is a beautiful place, both bountiful and treacherous. Although I love to complain (As a brooding Norwegian, what else can I be?), I do appreciate every day when I awaken and find myself still here. Although I realize there are questions which have no answers, I cannot help but think and wonder -- I am who and what I am, so I must play my role in this melodrama we find ourselves existing within to the best of my ability ....
Wind, water and sun have always been the way of my summer mantra. Those things are foremost in giving me contentment and you are right -- Buddy and I will begin planning and plotting another excursion to take advantage of the time we have here ....
As for you, young lady, thank you for coming and for your comment .... enjoy your swim in the sea .... just be careful and go no deeper than a hundred feet ....
By the way, Anita: Happy Little Bighorn Day ....
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