Thursday, March 26, 2026

The Spoken Word Project: Old Country Prison Work Death Song (The Existential Hoedown)

by G. Jack Urso

From the Aeolus 13 Umbra YouTube channel. Use full-screen mode to better view the lyric captions or click here for the transcription.

“Old Country Prison Work Death Song (The Existential Hoedown),” is a tribute of sorts to Depression-era songs about the impact of a collapsed economy on the most vulnerable among us. The start of the Depression was a time with few government social services, no welfare, no food stamps, and no health insurance for the unemployed (and barely any for the employed), so the broken often only had themselves and other broken people to rely on for help. This resulted in poverty, misery, and disease for millions, but provided those who survived with a keen understanding of the human condition — we are only as human as the humanity we extend to others.

This project attempts to create a “found artifact” of the past — as if someone discovered an old radio and instead of picking up one of today’s channels it reaches into the past and tunes into a low-power AM broadcast not of Nashville’s finest, but rather a couple old guys scrounging up a few bucks for performing on the local radio station. The sound is raw, and the vocals a bit off-key and not always in synch with the clanging washboard, yet the lyrics reflect a sentiment expressed in many songs from the era, such as “Brother, Have You Got a Dime?” and “Paper Moon.”

The recording was completed with a Shure SM58 microphone connected to a TASCAM digital audio recorder. Audacity was used to edit the recording and add some reverb. A low-volume amplifier sound was added in the background to emulate the hiss often accompanying these old radios and gives the audio some texture. The final version was assembled on Filmora.

Special thanks to Monty Von along with Poorer Richard on the washboard for their patient participation in the performance.


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Thursday, March 5, 2026

Forgiveness and Redemption

by G. Jack Urso

A homeless woman's abandoned belongings, Albany, NY, Mar. 5, 2026. 
(photo by G. J. Urso).

It looks like a pile of garbage waiting to be tossed out, but it’s not. This is someone’s life — the entirety of all their belongings in this world.

At the beginning of the school year, I was transferred down to the inner-city, same block as “the projects.” I teach adult education and my students range from 18 on up. There was a woman who was a daily fixture. We knew she was homeless, about 40. We offered to hook her up with various services through our program, including free meals, but she already had her high school diploma. Not that it ever did her much good, but she didn’t like fronting for something she didn't think would be of use to her just to eat. Besides, that program was located in the next city over, which she didn’t know. This patch of asphalt she knew. She probably lived in the projects before she ended up on the streets.

She wrapped all her belongings up carefully in garbage bags, hauling them around in carts, finding a place to stash it. Ours was a safe place.

She passed the time away in the reception area and largely kept to herself but shared a friendly word and a smile if approached. She would get in as early as possible and use the bathroom to take a sponge bath. No one was bothered. There were other bathrooms and she always left it as clean as she found it. She had a tablet she would use to surf, looking at ads for apartments she could never afford. Looking at help wanted ads, but she could never get hired because if you don’t have an address, you’re not allowed a future.

Before you think “Well, if she can afford a tablet . . . ” — stop right there. Without computer access in this day and age, she may as well be blind, deaf, and mute. It was an old tablet, doubtful it would fetch much, certainly not enough to rent an apartment, but good enough to look at ads for apartments she could never afford and for jobs no one would hire her for.

Then, in November she disappeared. I came back from Thanksgiving Break and her belongings were neatly packed and arranged behind the bike rack no one ever uses, where she usually left them.

December, January, February came and went, but she never returned. Maintenance had every right to dump them into the garbage and take it out with the trash; however, no one did. Even after four months this woman’s belongings are still there. No one has the heart to remove them. She’ll be back, my students said, but the older among them know. They’ve seen it before. She’s not coming back.

I didn’t get to know her. Exchanged a few words, held open the door a few times, but I was busy with my students. I never even asked her name.

I hope she’s alive. I hope someone saved her and she just left her life in the streets with all her belongings behind. “I hope” — the emptiest phrase in the English language. 

We all have debts and bills and struggles with loneliness and anxiety or whatever, and the future looks bleak, but there’s a roof over my head and I knew one person who would have traded all her miseries for ours if it came with a roof and a home she could call her own.

Maybe she found the helping hand she needed. Maybe the odds caught up to her. Maybe there was nothing no one could do. Maybe there was one person who could have made a difference. Maybe that was me, probably not, but I was busy and we'll never know.

We continue to watch over her things. I still look for her as I drive through the city, but maybe I’m really looking for forgiveness and redemption. 

I hope someday to find both.
 
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Friday, February 20, 2026

RetroFan #43, “Hot Hero Sandwich — We Deliver!”

 by G. Jack Urso 

RetroFan magazine #43 cover.
After a 46-year absence from print entertainment media, Hot Hero Sandwich returns to the popular press in the Jan.-Mar. 2026 issue of RetroFan magazine, #43 with the article “Hot Hero Sandwich — We Deliver!” I wrote as an overview of the series and the Hot Hero Sandwich Project. A featured cover story, the article comprises nearly 4,000 words on eight pages with lots of exclusive pictures. 

Begun as a one-off article here on Aeolus 13 Umbra, Hot Hero Sandwich: The Late 70s TV Teen Scene, the Hot Hero Sandwich Project really took off in late December, 2022, when Emmy Award-winning writer and Kate and Allie creator Sherry Coben saw my article and reached out to me, offering both herself and her husband, noted film editor Patrick McMahon, whom she met working on Hot Hero Sandwich to answer some questions. From that, humble start, with help from Coben, and on my own, and with former crew and staff reaching out, the project grew to a total of 26 interviews and to date nearly 120 articles, including rare production documents, a website, and a YouTube channel, with cuts from every scene in the entire series — most of which, since it had been unreleased on VHS or DVD, had not been seen since broadcast. 

Print journalism still lends creditability to projects, such as this one, that few digital media outlets can provide, and hopefully may lead to more people discovering the series, and more former cast and crew from the show to interview!

For a two-page preview, or perhaps to order your own copy, please visit TwoMorrows Publishing

A special thanks goes out to everyone who was interviewed, responded to questions, tolerated my enthusiasm, and who otherwise helped me with the Project.

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Wednesday, January 21, 2026

NASA Space Shuttle Earth Views: Six-Hour VHS Footage

by G. Jack Urso

From the Aeolus 13 Umbra YouTube channel. 

In the 1990s, NASA had a cable television channel, NASA TV (NTV), which, in addition to its regular programming of educational and news reports, would sometimes just run up to eight hours of Earth views taken by space shuttle missions of the 1990s. No audio. No commentary. No commercials. No station breaks. No channel ID announcements. No on-screen watermarks — just hours and hours of the Earth spinning quite all alone in space. One day in the late 1990s, I taped a long marathon session of Earth views (see the video above from the Aeolus 13 Umbra YouTube channel).

The six hour-plus video compiles footage from three shuttle missions and none of the missions are repeated. Title cards appear periodically to indicate which mission or which part of the Earth the viewer is looking at.

Screen shots from the video.

Shuttle missions used for this broadcast include (in order of appearance):

  • STS-75, February — March 6, 1996, the 19th mission of the Space Shuttle Columbia.

  • STS-78, June 20 — July 7, 1996, the 20th mission of the Space Shuttle Columbia.

  • STS-66, November 3 — November 14, 1994, the 13th mission of the Space Shuttle Atlantis.

It is sobering to see the footage taken from the Space Shuttle Columbia which would later be destroyed on February 1, 2003, while returning from its 28th mission (STS-107), killing all seven astronauts.

Moving from the light side to the dark side. Screen shots from the video.
While writing or working on projects I would throw the Earth views tape on and put on some Miles Davis or Charles Mingus, the Missa Luba, or film soundtracks like those from Planet of the Apes (1968) and Logan’s Run (1976) (see links for articles and music on Aeolus 13 Umbra).

Although I first got my RCA DVD Recorder + VCR about 2010, I hadn’t got around to moving the full six hour-plus VHS recording to digital until this year — a testament to the endurance of an approximate 27-year-old VHS tape as well as for my long-neglected RCA DVD/VCR recorder. I last used it for in 2015 with the same tape, but transferred only 70 minutes of it, which I split up into two 35-minute segments and set to music:

Background music is the album Japan: Shakuhach — The Japanese Flute, featuring Kōhachiro Miyata.

Background music includes tracks from the album 2001: A Space Odyssey, and the ambient band TUU’s album Migration.

Screen shot from the video.
[Note: The camera apertures used to photograph the Earth from orbit are set too fast to catch starlight, which is why no stars can be seen in the background.]

I also used that RCA DVD Recorder + VCR to copy another NASA-related 6-hour broadcast from VHS, the 25th anniversary Apollo Moon Landing ABC News compilation, Apollo 11: As It Happened which I recorded off my local PBS station in 1994. An extremely rare program one would be hard pressed to find recordings of elsewhere, reinforcing the value of saving old VHS tapes and converting them to digital.

Screen shot from the video.
After a while, watching the footage becomes a meditative experience. The busy thoughts of the day running through my mind suspend themselves as I get lost in the deep and silent blues of the oceans and the browns and greens of the land contrasting starkly with the inky blackness of space.

I can’t say whether there is intelligent life elsewhere in the universe, but from this perspective in Earth orbit it really looks like we are all alone and on our own, which makes the chaos in the world today all that much more tragic. This wonderful blue and green miracle we treat so carelessly.

Screen shot from the video.
The video is a bit grainy in places, but, overall, the quality and the tracking are pretty good for an approximate 27-year-old VHS tape. There is something about VHS recordings I find “warmer,” to adopt a phrase often used for vinyl recordings. I don’t need to see every detail in 4K or 5K high-definition resolution. I’m not watching it for the video quality. It’s an artifact of the past — my past, tech past, and America’s past.

It’s a reminder of the fragility of our existence and what an amazing gift we have been given, and one which we continue to ignore. 

Sunrise — Screen shot from the video.

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Sunday, January 18, 2026

Albany Student Press, 1970: Submarine Magnate Speaks

by G. Jack Urso
 

I stumbled across this usual article from the State University of New York at Albany’s newspaper, Albany Student Press, from December 8, 1970. At the time, Walt’s Subs, the parent company of what would later evolve into Big Dom’s Subs, which I cover in my article The Rise and Fall of Big Dom’s Subs, had a delivery service, something they would later abandon when they became Big Dom’s. 

As someone who also wrote for my college newspaper, the end of the semester, as it is here, usually leaves staff short-handed as student reporters abandon their beats to prepare for finals. I recall the challenge to find last-minute fillers and that was when we could slip something impromptu and off-the-wall into the newspaper. Here, John O'Grady, features editor, interviews Louis G. Scorca, the “Submarine Magnate” in question who delivers for Walt’s. It is unclear whether Scorca is a fellow student, but Walt's/Big Dom's was a steady employer of SUNY students.

At times, the piece does seem like it was written with the help of a six-pack and a few joints. The humor has an Animal House sensibility and reflects the era with tongue secured squarely in cheek. A full transcription of the article is provided below.

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Submarine Magnate Speaks
by John O'Grady, Features Editor

Scan of the original article.

[Ed. Note: Original capitalization, spelling, and punctuation retained.]

Louis G. Scorca, currently occupying the position of Executive Deliveryboy for one of the nation's largest submarine concerns (Walts, Inc., of Albany), has for many years been an outspoken influence on intestinal and world affairs; his union, the General Association of Submarine Sandwich Executive Deliveryboys (GASSED), represents two-thirds of this country's submarine firm, including Walts, Mike's, Miltons, University Sub, Stalengrisis of Flushing, and Polaris. Here with a selection of his more important comments:

Q: Sexual traditions in the United States have undergone radical changes in the last decade; would you speculate on some of the reasons for these changes?

A: Hot Pepperoni has probably influenced sexual freedom in the United States more than any other single factor, owing to its composite qualities of heat, spice, and smoothness. Some have speculated that the introduction of the Meat Ball Sub back in 1957 was an initial cause, but I personally fail to see any suggestion of promiscuity in a greasy meat patty just because its longer than it is wide.

Q: The Nation's economy is another field now receiving wide spread popular attention. How can we combat inflation?

A: I have no idea how anyone else does it, but at Walts we have eliminated the sales tax on deliveries and substituted a 30 cent delivery charge; the money therefore goes toward paying for our car windows instead of Governor Rockefeller's limousines.

Also, vast improvements in our submarines have contributed both to the economy and to the environment: In 1961 we increased by 6.2% the density of our Russian Dressing, ensuring that single Roast Beef Sub would cause complete gastric satisfaction and that money would not be thrown around on more of these popular tasty treats. In 1964, we decreased the price of our lettuce, tomatoes, salt, and salad oil necessitating a small but non-inflationary increase in the price of our bologna, ham, turkey, roast beef, salami, etc.). And, finally, as early as 1966, Walts decided to put all of this food on a roll; not a thick, doughy, chewable roll, mind you, but a thin, flaky, quickly oxygenating roll which disintegrates within 18 minutes after its thrown away. We feel we have effected a near ecological revolution by this improvement in our packaging.

Louis G. Scorca, almost, from a photograph accompanying the article (see above).

Q: Would you care to comment on causes of student unrest?

A: Student unrest could probably be eliminated completely if those persons with weak stomachs told us emphatically to go easy on the salad oil.

Q: Getting more personal, if I may, what is your reaction to the recent robberies perpetrated against you and your firm?

A: My union, GASSED, has taken it completely upon itself to bring the perpetrators up on charges under the Taft Hartley Law, which specifically forbids coercion or obstruction of business. The security police on your com pus have unfortunately not been very cooperative in our efforts, being abnormally concerned with the fact that the robbers were armed with pistols and knives, detail not under the jurisdiction of the Taft Hartley Law and therefore irrelevant to the case. I feel compelled here to add that we are now carefully scrutinizing the possibility of bringing charges against the president of your university under this same law, if he doesnt get rid of those damn barricades around the dormitory areas. Furthermore, students travelling at less than 40 miles per hour on the gravel in front of each quadrangle are a similar obstruction to the free flow of business and may consider themselves criminal mischiefs in danger of prosecution.


Q: May I ask you to state your background prior to becoming a famous submarine magnate.

A Yes, I used to sweep the floor of a delicatessen in Sicily. My background really lends nothing to a better understanding of my opinions of my greatness.

Q: Can you give us some perspective on the future? What lies ahead for the Submarine industry?

A: Well, Ive already mentioned our interest in ecology we've a plan underway now to clean up all the fats in Patrone Creek and dump them war hot sauce with anchors. That would provide a basis for an experimental, “anti-pollution” sub, which we have tentatively titled “Walts Hot Rats Special.”

Organizationally, however, the Submarine Industry may be in trouble. You must remember that I am only one man and that ng union, GASSED, powerful as it is, represents Submarine Executive Deliveryboys only. In the future there has got to be more acted such items as my recent proposal for a Consolidated [unintelligible] Encystation of Every Submarine Employee (CHEESE), organization crucial to future coherent planning and politicking. Right now, I feel an urgent need for a Presidential Institute in Submarine Sandwiches to relate some of the industry's less complex problems.

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