Showing posts with label Pink Floyd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pink Floyd. Show all posts
Monday, October 12, 2009
Progressive Obsessive
Ready for a vigorous, one-hour mix of progressive rock you can actually walk and jog along to? Progressive Obsessive is this week’s wog. It features rhythmically consistent music from Pink Floyd, Rush, Genesis, Emerson Lake and Palmer, Kansas, and Alan Parsons Project, as well as the lesser-known Saga, Uriah Heep, Hawkwind, and FM. You’ll find no endless noodling or instrumental pyrotechnics here, but they all feature clever guitar and keyboards. Not obsessed yet? Check out the playlist at Pogwogging.com!
Labels:
Alan Parsons Project,
Emerson Lake and Palmer,
FM,
Genesis,
Hawkwind,
Kansas,
Pink Floyd,
Rush,
Saga,
Uriah Heep
Monday, June 1, 2009
Take Your Trip at a Vigorous Clip
Experience all of the fun groovy fun without any of the bummer flashbacks in this week’s first wog in June, Psychedelicatessen. It’s a Wog-a-Thon, meaning that even though it’s over an hour long, it’s easy to skip songs and get to a pace you prefer—wog your own thing, man! You’ll find classic psychedelic pop from the Small Faces and Strawberry Alarm Clock, as well as trippier stuff from Country Joe and the Fish, the Beatles, and Traffic. Not to mention the Doors, Pink Floyd, Cream, the Amboy Dukes, Statis Quo, the Byrds, Jimi Hendrix, the Jefferson Airplane, and even the Rolling Stones. So flash on my website, Podwogging.com, and blow your mind (and hopefully, not your hamstrings!).
Monday, September 22, 2008
It’s All About the Shoes
To teenagers, this statement is self-evidently obvious. Though it refers here to functionality more than fashion statement, the same can be said for woggers. What you shove your feet into before you hit the path can have a huge effect on your workout. It can mean the difference between a sore toe and healthy one, between a fallen arch and a strong one. A good shoe can make your wog a pleasure; a poor one can turn your joints into a collection of groans.
I get my shoes from a place called The Next Step, out on San Pablo Ave. in Albany. They not only sell me shoes, they make sure I have the right kind of insert installed, adding even more cushioning for my feet. They even warm the inserts up before I put them on for the first time, which allows them to properly mold to my feet. Since inserts wear out before the shoes do, I can always duck in for a new pair.
The brand I get is Asics. They aren’t cheap, but at my age I’m willing to pay a bit extra to ensure my body doesn’t break down before it needs to.
This Weekly Wog on Podwogging.com: Legendary Pink Floyd was known more for romps through auditory space than for beat-solid rock. But there’s enough exquisite woggable material in their mind-freaking bag of musical tricks to make this set possible. So take a short, sharp, shock and Jog Like Hell.
I get my shoes from a place called The Next Step, out on San Pablo Ave. in Albany. They not only sell me shoes, they make sure I have the right kind of insert installed, adding even more cushioning for my feet. They even warm the inserts up before I put them on for the first time, which allows them to properly mold to my feet. Since inserts wear out before the shoes do, I can always duck in for a new pair.
The brand I get is Asics. They aren’t cheap, but at my age I’m willing to pay a bit extra to ensure my body doesn’t break down before it needs to.
This Weekly Wog on Podwogging.com: Legendary Pink Floyd was known more for romps through auditory space than for beat-solid rock. But there’s enough exquisite woggable material in their mind-freaking bag of musical tricks to make this set possible. So take a short, sharp, shock and Jog Like Hell.
Labels:
Asics,
jogging shoes,
Pink Floyd,
Shoes,
walking shoes
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