The only constant is change. For the third time six months, my employers name has been changed – this time to Taylor Communications.
I work for a new company. Earlier this month my employer changed its name from Standard Register Incorporated to Taylor Communications. In reality, this is the third company I have worked for in the past six months – all without getting out of my seat. The last time I went through this many employers was in 1986.
In March of 2015, The Standard Register Company declared bankruptcy. On August 1st, the company name was changed to Standard Register Incorporated (a wholly owned subsidiary of Taylor Corporation). People bemoaning the name change and the loss of a Dayton-based institution ignore the first transition.
I am excited by the name change and the opportunity it represents. Over the past 15 years, change has been a constant. The Standard Register Company has had cycles of success and failure in that time – but serving a contracting market ultimately resulted in more failures than success. The leadership team in that period worked hard to ‘rewire the plane in flight’ and transition the company to a different marketplace.
To be very honest, the loss of the company name does sadden me. It is hard to work for a company as long as I have and not have a sense of loss. Part of my identity has been attached to the company name. I understand the business imperative behind the name change and accept it – but I will take some time for me to transition to the new world.
In keeping with my longstanding tradition, I’ve written some notes from our latest jaunt through the countryside. This past weekend, Becky, Michelle, Matt and I followed the Bourbon Trail (Bourbon Country). Specifically, we visited a handful of the distilleries between Louisville and Lexington in Kentucky. We started with the Bulleit Distillery in Louisville. The next day we visited both Makers Mark and Four Roses. On the third day (Monday) we visited the Buffalo Trace and Woodford Distilleries near Frankfurt.
We decided back in August our grown children would enjoy a family vacation if we visited the different distilleries in Kentucky. Being able to tour distilleries with your children is best done when they are adults. We could only afford to spend three days, so we needed to be efficient with our time. We avoided several of the larger distilleries in the Louisville area so we could visit the less commercial manufacturers. We resolved to purchase those bourbons less likely be found on local shelves. Not every bottle we purchased is obscure – but several can only be purchased at the distillery.
My recommendation to anyone interested in enjoying the Bourbon Trail would be to spend some time researching the distilleries understanding the hours of operation for the tours and the length of time individual tours can take. Were I to sample the distilleries again, I would focus on those which offer unique varieties for sale. While the Buffalo Trace distillery produces a number of labels, the three they sell at the distillery are all available in our local liquor store. Woodford Distillery and Maker’s Mark both offered unique bottles unavailable locally. The tours are great – but you’ll enjoy the unique bourbons when you get home.
Below I have included pictures (with commentary) of the different bourbons we purchased on our trip:
Watching The Voice this evening. The show is not engaging enough for me to simply watch without a distraction.
One of the performers (Rob Taylor) covered “I put a spell on you“. He’s a capable performer but I’ve heard better version of the classic. In our family, the Halloween classic Hocus Pocus with Bette Midler is a seasonal must-see. We all watch it together and because we’ve seen it so many times we can anticipate the actor’s lines. Bette covers the song very well. It’s a great Blue’s classic and like all songs in this genre – the best song connects emotionally through the vocals.
I decided to abuse my Spotify account and try to figure out who sang it best. Pretty much everyone has covered this song.
I think Annie Lennox is a phenomenal performer – but hers is not the best version in my eyes. Jesse Cook – one of my favorite (but more obscure performers) has a great version. Even Marilyn Manson has a version which I like it until the performer insists on singing.
David Gilmour (with Mica Paris) covers the song. Because it’s David Gilmour, it’s hard not to focus on the guitar styling he brings to everything he does. Buddy Guy and Carlos Santana create a similar experience – you just can’t escape a guitar virtuoso. They own anything in which they are featured. It becomes a guitar performance.
My three favorite performers are Manfred Mann, Joe Cocker, and Pete Townshend. They all three approach the song as a Blues Standard. Each adds a unique element. Manfred Mann is a smooth blues singer. Joe Cocker is raw and emotional. Pete Townshend is a polished, nuanced blues singer.
Here’s my favorite:
P.S. I’m not a fan of the honky-tonk versions performed by Leon Russell and Sam Bush. That just does not work. People also want to perform this as a jazz standard. And God save us all, there’s even a Disco version of the song by some obscure group called The Hershey Barr Band. I’m good with artists re-interpreting songs, but I don’t think this song can be done better in a different style. It’s a Blues standard and is done best in that style.
P.S. While I appreciate that Jay Hawkins authored the classic and was the original performer – his performances haven’t matched those who have covered his original work.
As you grow older, your role changes. As a member of a younger generation, I tolerated the stories my parents shared with the family history. The oldest generation feels they have an obligation to ensure their heritage is not lost. As each year passes, I’m getting closer and closer to being that person. I’m not there yet – but I can see the corner I’ll be turning when that’s true.
So here I am sharing a few stories from my Mother’s childhood. I am fortunate both of my parents have preserved their respective family records. We closed my Mother’s house in Danville in March of this year. I was able to save more pictures and have started digitizing here and on Flickr.
This photo is from Adalene’s collection. The house in which she and Ray lived in 1942 did not have a back yard, so they are posing here in their neighbors yard. It was a bright day with the sun at the photographer’s back – and in everyone’s eyes. Marjorie is in the lower right with Tom looking over at her from the center of the photograph. She appears to be four or five. Tom is two years younger than Marjorie, so he is three years old (or less).
As I started putting this picture in historical context, I realized that it was very likely that my Grandfather would have been in, or entering the armed service around this time. I brought the question to Mother. She explained that Ray worked in a munitions factory – or the Proving Grounds – near Sandusky (I believe it’s known as Bogurt, Ohio today) and was exempt from the draft for that reason.
As a side note, this is the only photo I can currently find of Joe (lower left corner). Joe died of electrocution at a very young age – Mother doesn’t remember how old. It was traumatic for her and resulted in Mark and I receiving constant directions to be careful around electricity.
Back Row: Uncle Lewis, Aunt Janet, Adalene, Ray. Front Row: Joe Earick, Adalene’s Mother, Tom Spielman, Adalene’s Father, Marjorie
I like pretty much everything in this easy to read but longer (profanity filled) advice column. I like it so much in fact that I’m not going to ‘excerpt it’ here – go read it in it’s original state.
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The best way for me to understand my mental state is to consider the music I find most satisfying. Currently, my tastes are trending toward more traditional, contemplative acoustic performances. #MusicMonday