I'll leave that quote unattributed for while. I didn't transcribe it to make a guessing game, but apart from the context, it's some fascinating psychology, perhaps distinctly masculine.
ADDED: Meade read this post and, without reading any comments, immediately gave the right answer: "He's talking about Big Pink."
Earnest Prole, at 7:30 a.m., gives a wrong answer that I believe is a humorous way to reveal he knows the right answer:
Obviously you’re referring to Hell House, an old cabin with a tin roof located in the Florida woods where the band One Percent wrote and perfected their music in the blazing Southern heat. You may know One Percent as the band later called Lynyrd Skynyrd. Sadly, Hell House and Lynyrd Skynyrd took the night train to the big adios, as we all shortly will.3 minutes later, perhaps taking Earnest Prole's comments as a prompt, Amadeus 48 spells out the correct answer:
Robbie Robertson talking about "The Band" and music from Big Pink?Here's Robbie Robertson on the Marc Maron podcast that went up this morning.
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I don't see why this would be a solely masculine desire. I notice women tend to hang out together, too.
It's the Gang as a force multiplier, complete with a leader you can follow. That is a tribal instinct. Of course girls who want to can be a part of our gang as the junior support team.
Discussing something out of context leads to just venting and no intellectual conversation. We call that rabble rousing. Next thread.
Women always sue to get in.
I'm guessing this is Jon Favreau, Ben Rhodes, and Tommy Vietor in 2009.
It brought Spanky and Alfalfa to mind for me.
"Robert, this is a yes or no question.
"Is the United States entitled to control entry and exit of foreigners to its territory?"
There are few true "yes or no" questions, so I won't adhere to your condition.
Any nation has a right to control ingress and egress of people across is borders. However, whatever decision any nation makes as to how it will control such to-and-fro movement is their decision, and how they pay for implementing their decided upon solution is their responsibility.
If Trump has decided the USA will build a wall along the Mexican border, then it is the USA's responsibility to pay for the wall, and in no way is it Mexico's obligation to contribute one cent toward the wall.
Barack Obama and the Choom Gang?
Santa Claus?
We found this Althouse, where we could go every day and hang out...like a street gang.
Guys have clubhouses.
Girls have the ladies room.
Robert Cook, interesting that you jumped from one thread to another to answer a question.
Yes, the USA might pay for the wall. The USA might extract monies for it from Mexico, though.
This is not a moral question at all. You seem to want to see it that way.
It's a money question.
Robert, what were you afraid of? You gave me the answer I wanted in the first sentence of your second paragraph. I'm driving now so we'll proceed later.
Bob, I asked Robert that question on another thread, I presume he got mixed up.
A college fraternity for the nerd set.
Obviously you’re referring to Hell House, an old cabin with a tin roof located in the Florida woods where the band One Percent wrote and perfected their music in the blazing Southern heat. You may know One Percent as the band later called Lynyrd Skynyrd. Sadly, Hell House and Lynyrd Skynyrd took the night train to the big adios, as we all shortly will.
"I don't see why this would be a solely masculine desire. I notice women tend to hang out together, too."
Hanging out together is only one element. There's the idea of the clubhouse as a place where you can find your true mission and where it is possible to do the kind of work that really matters, that is the true meaning of your life, which you find in the bonding with your gang.
Robbie Robertson talking about "The Band" and music from Big Pink?
When I was a kid, we called them "forts". Usually in a tree.
I'd like to hang out with people who don't want to hang out.
"I had this yearning to find a clubhouse, a workshop place where we could make music and never disturb anybody, very isolated."
Groucho disdained club houses.
What's sad is that he talked about Shangri-La the same way.
"Makers"?
Oppenheimer, is that you?
My other guess is Louisa May Alcott. But she was always on the boy-sy side.
Guys owning airplanes hang out at the airport every weekend.
The Fight Club?
Big Pink? Boy am I out of touch. Who dat?
It's rentable!
Parris Island?
C'mon! How did Meade know that? I'm listening to the entire album now. It's great. Spotify Family Premium has its advantages.
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