The Mouth of the Mule

A P{roper Drummer

2009-07-28T14:13:00.004-04:00

Paul Cook were 53 last week:

gimme some Paul Cook and some Ringo Starr, and I'm one happy camper

anywayses, if you're in London tomorrow night, make yer way over to Borderline for a set by Man Raze, whith his own self behind the kit

Shatner Does Palin (07/27/09)

2009-07-28T13:27:00.001-04:00

Video Recaps | Full Episodes | Webisodes

2008-12-20T20:33:00.001-05:00

steinbrothersjazz.com

2007-10-31T20:59:00.000-04:00

you know, i'm a live and let live kinda guy, and
what you do in your bedroom doesn't
matter to me

but there are some fetishes and

interests that

I just don't
get.

and I'm sure that I get some that mystify others, so let's let
the world spin

Help!

2007-10-30T20:47:00.000-04:00

Courtesy of misterparker:

a new two-disc restored widescreen Help! comes out on DVD a week from today ...

$17.99 from amazon.com

Details, Details

2007-07-18T10:03:00.000-04:00

Everyone is focused on Mel, and whether he is drinking again.

I say: who cares? Check out the guy standing in the back; he's the party animal!

ohgodihopei'mnotthatguy . . . . .

Happy Days Are Here Again!

2007-05-04T09:53:00.000-04:00

I was so pleased when I took the online "Real Age" test.

Like so many things, you fill in an extensive questionnaire, and the Ol' Univac spits out an analysis of things.

In this case, the questionnaire focused on my medical history and my health habits, and then helped me determine my "Real Age", rather than my calendar age.

I am happy to report that things are good.

As Real Age reported to me:

Today, May 4, 2007, your RealAge is 63.1!

Wally Schirra -- eat yer heart out!

A Fellow I Can get Behind

2007-05-04T09:49:00.000-04:00

Quoting a current candidate seeking the presidency of the United States:

Privacy and Personal Liberty
The biggest threat to your privacy is the government. We must drastically limit the ability of government to collect and store data regarding citizens’ personal matters.

We must stop the move toward a national ID card system. All states are preparing to issue new driver’s licenses embedded with “standard identifier” data – a national ID. A national ID with new tracking technologies means we’re heading into an Orwellian world of no privacy. I voted against the Real ID Act in March of 2005.

To date, the privacy focus has been on identity theft. It was Congress
that created this danger by mandating use of the standard identifier (currently your SSN) in the private sector. For example, banks use SSNs as customer account identifiers because the government requires it.

We must also protect medical privacy. Right now, you’re vulnerable. Under so-called "medical privacy protection" rules, insurance companies and other entities have access to your personal medical information.

Financial privacy? Right now depositing $10,000 in your local bank will generate a “suspicious activity report” to the federal government.

And then there’s the so-called Patriot Act. As originally proposed,

* Expanded the federal government's ability to use wiretaps without judicial oversight;
* Allowed nationwide search warrants non-specific to any given location, nor subject to any local judicial oversight;
* Made it far easier for the government to monitor private internet usage;
* Authorized “sneak and peek” warrants enabling federal authorities to search a person’s home, office, or personal property without that person’s knowledge; and
* Required libraries and bookstores to turn over records of books read by their patrons.

I have fought this fight for many years. I sponsored a bill to overturn the Patriot Act and have won some victories, but today the threat to your liberty and privacy is very real. We need leadership at the top that will prevent Washington from centralizing power and private data about our lives.

"The biggest threat to your privacy is the government."

somebody gets it. . .

M'Man!

2007-02-23T13:31:00.000-05:00

2007-02-22T09:05:00.000-05:00

closed until further notice

Legal Work

2007-02-21T16:19:00.000-05:00

I am leaving my job at the [unnamed monolithic agency] to move to Boston in order to go work at the firm depicted in the ABC television show Boston Legal.

They go to felony trials the same week that the client commits the act, or is charged; they have gigantic corporate litigation based on the testimony of one witness; and the lawyers don’t elicit testimony or introduce evidence, but instead make dramatic, incendiary speeches during openings, direct questioning, cross-examination, and . . . just about every time they open their mouths.

PLUS everybody humps like crazy bunny rabbits, and they all seem fabulously wealthy.

It seems a decent gig. . .

Vote! Please!

2007-02-21T10:40:00.000-05:00

Miz Chris reminds me that voting for our friend and admired comic Chris Coccia continues, but ends, this week.

PLEASE go HERE and look for Chris Coccia, and vote online.

One punch of a button [or mouse, if you prefer] could put real money in the pocket of a real good, and FUNNY, guy.

Thanks. . .

Fearful

2007-02-20T10:49:00.000-05:00

After Tom did all that work, the Dirnt is a peach; although he'd like lower action, it does the trick for ol' Thunderhead Dunderhead here.

But I am fearful -- I gotta get used to the thing. But with the metal plate under the volume and tone knobs, I'm fearful that the stock chrome knurled knobs may be better, and certainly more appropriate, than the black speed knobs.

I'm sure that both the non-players and the players alike respond with a resounding "who gives a shit?" !

Musings

2007-02-19T21:19:00.000-05:00

I don't need Viagra to fuck, but

I sure wish they'd come up with something like it to enhance the practice of law.

Lawyer-dysfunction. . . .

2007-02-19T20:42:00.000-05:00

i now use this blog to ejaculate inchoate thoughts and see what sticks.

Ummmm; sticky ejaculate.

What a country!

Two Great Vs -- Thums Up!!

2007-02-19T20:33:00.000-05:00

Volver and Venus are amazingly thoughtful, well-made movies. Different feels, different languages, but they speak the language of film, and love, perfectly.

Not necessarily romantic love, but love.

Venus is so much more than its blurbs would make it seem. . .

2007-02-19T20:29:00.000-05:00

Peter O'Toole gives an amazing performance in Venus. An amazing film acting performance.

If the Academy of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences gives him an award for best actor, it will be well-deserved.

A Four-Day Weekend Comes To An End

2007-02-19T20:25:00.000-05:00

Mr. B: [as Curly] I try to think but nothin' happens ...

Mr. w: Nyuk nyuk nyuk . . .[BONK] . . . OOOeeeOOh!

Mr. B: Tomorrow comes the bonk.

Mr. w: Tomorrow Comes The Bonk -- your autobiography.

myoosical myoosings

2007-02-19T10:41:00.000-05:00

I enjoy Joe's little Coma Girl.

took a little roadtrip. Saw a little JaZZ.

Ate a huge steak.

Well, skip the steak part.
Great shredded wheat.

What csn you say when a guitarist is fabulous and the guitar player tomanonymous leans over and whispers "I wish they'd let the piano player take over. . ."?

You can say the piano player rawked.

In fact, the guys born in the late 1920s TOTALLY rawked over the guys born in the late '60s.

Jimmy Cobb, who led Cobb's Mob to Charm City to school us.

The Jestaplero Joins The Fray

2007-02-17T14:07:00.000-05:00

The Jestaplero can now be found offering his thoughts on the world and on large, juicy breasts [go Popeye's!!] by going to http://jestaplero.blogspot.com/, which is known to all who visit as Jestaplero.

God Bless Charles Barkley

2007-02-17T07:40:00.000-05:00

SAT 2007

2007-02-16T22:48:00.000-05:00

Dubster is to _______________ as Ryan Leaf is to football."

A. reticence
B. relationships
C. romance
D. all of the above

Athletes I'd Like To Ball, No. 2

2007-02-16T22:02:00.000-05:00

Mia Hamm

Rudy, Rudy, Rudy . . . .

2007-02-16T21:54:00.000-05:00

You know, that tomanonymous was right.

The recent Rudy VanGelder remasters of classic jazz albums [almost all of which he originally recorded in the 50s/60s] are fucking amazing, and of the four I can compare, are drastically superior to the previous CD releases.

Not sure if tomanoymous is right that I can hear it on mp3s, but . . . .

2007-02-16T12:44:00.000-05:00

I may be fat
but I
try
not to keep that
from affecting
being
overweight.

Grandchildren of the Mule!

2007-02-16T11:41:00.000-05:00

Congratulations go out to frequent lurker and occasional participant, Carol B., on the birth of Joshua Tanner W*******!

He is the first official grandchild of the Mouth of the Mule [indeed, he's only the second baby featured, Johnny Rootenburg taking first baby honours].

Check out this precious little boy, and join me in in wishing her and him a joyous future!

Don't Forget To Vote!

2007-02-15T14:09:00.000-05:00

If you would PLEASE be so kind: Go HERE and vote for
Chris Coccia

One of the good guys, and a hilarious stand-up comdeian.

Or comedian, if you prefer well-typed stuff. . . .

I Am So Goddamned Proud

2007-02-14T18:32:00.000-05:00

Evolution. . . .

For years, I shoved my hand into the pot of boiling water, always expecting it to turn out fine.

I eventually realized that it had hurt in the past, but I knew that this time, it would turn out differently.

Hah. I grow.

This year, I stuck my hand into the pot of boiling water, and I expected it to turn out fine.

But I knew I was stupid while I was doing it.

THAT's progress . . .

Savings

2007-02-14T15:04:00.000-05:00

Since 2005:

$16,881.75

As always, this is a conservative estimate of consumption, but is calculated using a retail price [not "on-sale"] of Cuervo as sold by the Va. Alcoholic Beverage Control authorities. Actual consumption and expenses would almost certainly have been significantly higher. YMMV.

2007-02-14T14:49:00.000-05:00

you know, there's nothing that can kill the libido more than overexposure to "softcore" porn, the crap that airs on Cinemax and Showtime on late-night cable.

okay; that's hyperbole -- a LOT of thing can kill the libido a LOT faster.

But gahd is that stuff a waste of time.

Except when it's not.

Thums Up for Factory Girl

2007-02-13T10:59:00.000-05:00

It is self-consciously self-conscious, and it struggles at times to give weight to someone who was weightless, but
Factory Girl still gets a Thums-Up! from this dead critic.

The acting seems uniformly good. Christian as Dylan makes me want to vomit, until watching him as this strange vessel [Dylan] is wholly captivating, making me forget that this bad actor [probably inaccurate] is portraying a character in a film.

Dylan is a strange empty suit in real life [at least as he exposes himself], so this isn't really a disconcerting portrayal.

I coulda used a mot more nudity from Sienna Miller, but that would be quibbling.

Deserved quibbling, mind you. But that would be beneath me.

by the way, I also have a new favourite actor.

Presidential Addresses

2007-02-12T15:45:00.000-05:00

We shall do our share in defending peace and freedom in the world. But we shall expect others to do their share. 14
The time has passed when America will make every other nation's conflict our own, or make every other nation's future our responsibility, or presume to tell the people of other nations how to manage their own affairs. 15
Just as we respect the right of each nation to determine its own future, we also recognize the responsibility of each nation to secure its own future. 16
Just as America's role is indispensable in preserving the world's peace, so is each nation's role indispensable in preserving its own peace. 17
Together with the rest of the world, let us resolve to move forward from the beginnings we have made. Let us continue to bring down the walls of hostility which have divided the world for too long, and to build in their place bridges of understanding—so that despite profound differences between systems of government, the people of the world can be friends.

I guess we sorta forgot this. . . .

2007-02-12T14:27:00.000-05:00

I am a huge fan of the Cafe Americano.

While i enjoy espresso immensely, there is just too little liquid there for my guzzling American palate. yet the espresso taste is readily distinguishable from convetional coffes, even the exotic brews. To the rescue -- the americano. More hot water added to that delicious taste.

yes; it's a diluted taste. But the taste is still there after a long guzzle. And that's what I go for -- quantity, not quality.

2007-02-12T11:10:00.000-05:00

some men are just born pessimists

how could anyone predict 100 + losses for a team whose ace picked up

one

victory last year?

Pitchers and Catchers report Tom'w

2007-02-12T08:41:00.000-05:00

Thanks to Barry Svrluga, who yesterday reminded us, through his WaPo article, what Nats fans have to look forward to this year:

But the pitching? Sort it out. There are 38 pitchers on the roster. And while the relief corps is likely to be one of the Nationals' strengths -- anchored by closer Cordero and featuring the return of setup man Luis Ayala from elbow surgery -- the rotation consists of right-hander John Patterson and a bunch of guys at opposite ends of the spectrum, either trying to establish careers or resuscitate them. Take the 17 or so contenders to start, put the names in a hat, shake them up and -- presto! -- out comes Washington's rotation.

* * *

"I've never been to a spring training where we knew who one of the five was going to be, and he won one game and made eight starts last year." [Jim Bowden, Nats GM]

Here's the guy I'm rooting for: Jason Simontacchi.

Why not -- he's about as likely to succeed as any of the other guys. . .

Fuck Me, Could This Guy Play . . . !

2007-02-10T20:16:00.000-05:00

Fats Navarro,
Royal Roost, NYC, 1948

I Tell Ya, It's Like God Is Speaking Through Me . . .

2007-02-10T20:06:00.000-05:00

She was a good Christian girl,

except for the part

about sucking my dick in the car after dark

While her husband was looking for a place to park

so he could watch her . . .

The new album is coming along swimmingly!

2007-02-09T15:52:00.000-05:00

One of the worst days I've ever spent at this job.

nothing to blame; just awful.

I emphasized "the" in honour of my father, who is dead. If he were aliove and uttering that sentence, he would have emphasized "the" rather than "worst," just because he could . . .

2007-02-09T09:40:00.000-05:00

Okay, you were right: "Mission Accomplished."

Now, just say "oops," and get out. . . .

But kill more militiamen first. lots more.

So that we don't have to fight them here

them japs

2007-02-08T22:32:00.000-05:00

Toyota can't keep their power steering in order.

I give 'em six weeks . . .

UPDATE:

zoom, zoom, zoom

eludehcS noitibihxE ehT

2007-02-08T17:21:00.000-05:00

Nationals' preseason games on MASN:

March 3, 1:05 p.m. -- Orioles at Nationals

March 8, 1:05 p.m. -- Astros at Nationals

March 9, 1:05 p.m. -- Nationals at Orioles

March 12, 1:05 p.m. -- Mets at Nationals

March 21, 7:05 p.m. -- Braves at Nationals

March 27, 7:05 p.m. -- Mets at Nationals

March 30, 2:05 p.m. -- Nationals at Orioles, Norfolk, Va.

March 31, 1:05 p.m. -- Orioles at Nationals, RFK Stadium

Starlets With Bigge . . . Oooops.

2007-02-08T16:17:00.000-05:00

Boy, you start a series one minute, and you've gotta go back to the R.I.P. Series the next . . .

R.I.P. Anna Nicole Smith.

For Mister Parker

2007-02-08T14:01:00.000-05:00

Julie Newmar must be nearby . . .

The Dubster And His Honey At Play

2007-02-08T12:09:00.000-05:00

2007-02-08T11:49:00.000-05:00

and here's tom's work in the actual Office Depot commercial:

Jay Leno Puts Tom Allen To Work . . .

2007-02-08T11:47:00.000-05:00

I was enjoying the commercial quite a bit, but I like Leno's take better.

And for me to write like and Leno in the same sentence is amazing . . .

Other than like to see XXX dead . . ."

WT Woodson just RawKs, baby!

Bye Bye Tige

2007-02-08T11:33:00.000-05:00

Tige Andrews, R.I.P.

a hero of mine, who performed in the broadway production of
mister roberts

Shindig

2007-02-08T10:36:00.000-05:00

You can now read online Shindig.

Starlets With Bigger Tits Thyan Mine, No. 2

2007-02-08T07:43:00.000-05:00

This could be a very short series . . .

Vote For Coccia

2007-02-07T15:41:00.000-05:00

Okay -- here's the deal. Chris Coccia is one of the funniest men walking the earth. He makes his living as a comedian.

meaning he's also a masochist. but I digress . . .

Every joint in the world, from Comedy Central to Purina, uses comedians to sell their products.

Please go to the Pet Comedy Challenge and vote for Chris Coccia's video. Help this fine human being.

even if you can't see the video, vote for him.

Vote for him every day until this challenge is over.

THANK YOU!

Mastering by a Master

2007-02-07T14:30:00.000-05:00

I always knew that mastering is crucial -- musicians pay a shitload of attention to their mixes [or producers do, if they've wrested control from the musicians -- as they should], but don't spend the money for a good mastering job. I learned that in the eighties, and the money spent on Greg Calbi struck me as one of the best bargains, dare I say it, "investments," made by a young DIY record company.

But I've had a hard time understanbding how "mastering" works in the digital age -- how it is different from just taking a macro view of the mixing process.

I don't know a goddamned thing more about it than I did yesterday, or last week. I don't know what the fuck mastering guys do, except use judicious ears to fine-tune eq to get the most out of a recording.

But I do know that my entirely fortuitous purchase of a used CD while in Missouri taught me a lot. I bought a volume of hits from 1976, hoping to use "afternoon Delight" or "You Are The Woman [That I've Always Dreamed of]" as a gag on one of my nascent podcasts.

Well, I saw that Joe Sasfy had produced it. A careful look confirmed that the collection was a Time-Life Collection digitally remastered by Steve Carr at Hit and Run.

I knew that Steve had hung a few Platinum albums up on his wall, and also knew that they were a result of his work on the Time-Life series.

i figuredthat he'd done digital conversions, and I knew that he'd done a solid, professional job [unless he'd been dropped on his head] because he is just a good, solid engineer and producer.

But I'll be GodDAMNed if the CD doesn't sound just . . . freakin fantastic!

Big, booming bass, crystal clear high end, pop, sizzle -- I run out of nouns and adjectives. It just sounds great.

And this is sourced from, at best, 1970s masters. And the Lou Rawls and Starland Vocal Band tracks [hell, the KC and the Sunshine Band track] didn't probably come from the absolute top fucking notch studios -- they may have been major label stuff [although I'm not sure about the first KC Record, or the SVB], but not the highest-budegeted acts in the world. But rather than revealing "limitations" of the original recordings, the remaster revealed some damned fine sound.

i still don't know how CD mastering really works, and I don't wanna look it up.

I'd prefer to remain under the impression that it's PFM.

Pure
Fucking
Magic

Preparing For the Post-War World. . .

2007-02-07T14:21:00.000-05:00

I am glad that someone, namely David Ignatius, finally got around to voicing a strong suggestion that I've been wanting to offer the powers that be [if only they'd listen to me]: start preparing for the worst. I think these guys and gals up in the Senate, in the House, in the White House, and in the pentagon have got to spend a little less time posturing, worrying about blame, and [inevitably] focusing on political outcomes, because this really will be a crucial matter of national security; it indeed is. Every time one 'a these bastardos explains that "this is the issue of our time," and "that it is crucial that we address this all-important issue," I want to bang heads -- addressing the issue is crucial, not announcing the critical nature of the problem.

The latest National Intelligence Estimate is grim. We accept that it will be bad no matter what happens; we have choices of bad outcomes. It's time to make those choices.

I'm not qualified to make them, but I like Ignatius's thoughts, and I think he at least keeps the bastards focused.

God Bless America. Now let's go do the best that we can.

2007-02-06T20:04:00.000-05:00

tonight's feature on TCM is The Big Country.

adapted from the book by Donald Hamilton [who also worked on the adaptation], author of Death of a Citizen, in which he created Matt Helm.

burl ives picked up a statue for his work here . . .

2007-02-06T11:27:00.000-05:00

Technical Challenges Have Precluded
Comment Publication.

Sorry to Mark Twain,
Lupner, and

EmmyLou.

Pitchers and catchers report in eight days and twenty-three hours [actually, less than that . . ]

2007-02-05T13:55:00.002-05:00

I have been incommunicado for a while, traveling and banging cocktail waitress and whatknot.

Whatknot? Viaduct?

I not only have forsaken trying to write for amusement; I no longer seek even to amuse MySELF!

I just post to remind myself that I h=still have a penis.

I think...

2007-02-05T13:55:00.001-05:00

2007-02-05T13:55:00.000-05:00

2007-02-05T13:34:00.000-05:00

Goddamned Army Jeep!

2007-02-04T20:01:00.000-05:00

When i gt back from the frozen midwest, i will complain. . . .

2007-02-02T19:18:00.000-05:00

add a "? to that last post.

Goddamned blogger

2007-02-02T19:17:00.000-05:00

fucking "blogger" is tryong to upgrade me.

upgrade me right out of existence.

google -- your "improvements" are killing me

Hey -- why is it that turning 80 is like having a giant sign hung around your neck: "victimize me!

2007-02-01T11:19:00.000-05:00

This thing is

deader than a door nail.

Or a doorknob.

Or a knob job.

Whatever . . .

Sounds Like A Winner To Me . . .

2007-01-31T15:39:00.000-05:00

Title: Factory Girl (2006)
Rating: R
Rating Reason: Rated R for pervasive drug use, strong sexual content, nudity and language.
Distributor: Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Distribution Co., A Division Of Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studios Inc.

2007-01-29T14:05:00.000-05:00

Although Dave Minehan appears in support of Paul, I find that the horns are by far my favourite part of this vidjo [although I like Paul's broken voice at spots].

I Wasn't There!

2007-01-29T14:02:00.000-05:00

But I have been to the Seventh Street Entry, having stood watching a band that I liked very much, but couldn't be bothered to learn anything about.

Syntax, baby!

These guys were quite good.

I Was There

2007-01-29T14:00:00.000-05:00

KMOTB

2007-01-29T13:56:00.000-05:00

I enjoy this version very much!

2007-01-28T19:57:00.000-05:00

+

=

a great dinner!

Extreme Makeover

2007-01-28T18:39:00.000-05:00

I stopped by Woodward & Lothrop and got a makeover today.

I'd tell you more, but my wife and the boys and I are late for Mass. I'll try to update later, but we're stopping by my financial advisor's house for coffee afterwards . . .

2007-01-28T12:56:00.000-05:00

As always, the album title appears before the music is recorded.

For your listening pleasure, by late summer 2007:

It's Skidsville For Me.

2007-01-28T12:34:00.000-05:00

I like two out of three of these fuckers . . .

photo from Cheap Trick dot com -- Buy Rockford, ya bastards!

2007-01-27T23:52:00.000-05:00

why buy the milk when you can fuck the cow?

Mats Reborn

2007-01-27T21:50:00.000-05:00

I
found my
original
copy of The
Shit Hits The Fans

[originally purchased at the Music Center in the Oakton Shopping Center]

.

Does anyone need a copy?

Not that I would MAKE a copy . . .

that might piss off these guys!

2007-01-27T21:48:00.000-05:00

Being sans telephone sux

Words They Say

2007-01-26T10:37:00.000-05:00

It's strange how one or two words can make or break your day.

If you're channel surfing, the two words "Wayne Rogers," seen at the opening of a M*A*S*H episode, is like the whisper of the gods -- it's gonna be a good one. ["McLean Stevenson" has the same effect, but he comes later in the credits]

Or, if you're watching a premium movie channel and an "R" rating is displayed, the word "brief" before "Nudity" can be the worst word you ever seen.

Five measly letters can ruin a whole day

2007-01-25T15:40:00.000-05:00

I do dig the Sugar . . .

2007-01-25T11:20:00.000-05:00

god help me, i think i'm starting to understand the band Cream.

Not as well as I understand the Rich Kids, but in some way, I do not despise Cream like I once did . . . .

2007-01-25T09:14:00.000-05:00

This is the view from our seats. Well, our seats will be directly above these.

By "ours" we mean "mine."

We feel royal today . . .

oNLY 432 dAYS, 8 HOURS, AND UNDER 42 MINUTES UNTIL THE [estimated] Opening Day of the Park!

I'm hoping we get corporate Sponsorship soon; I can't wait to head out to Doc Johnson Park at Anacostia. . .

Drinking My Way Through Life

2007-01-25T08:58:00.000-05:00

you know that life is pretty good when you survey your domain, and your eye espies the following collection of open [well, sealed; but opened] leaf teas:

English Breakfast,
Nonsuch [a "single estate" tea, like a single-vineyard wine],
Formosa Oolong,
white tea,
Buckingham Palace Garden Party,
Monk's Blend, and
Blackforest [my personal fave], all from TheEnglishTeaStore.com.

And of course Lapsang Souchong from Taylor's of Harrogate. . .

I opted for English Breakfast Tea.

Had a cuppa espresso [actually, an Americano, as I added a hint of extra "brewed-through" water . . .] first.

What a great life.

Guitar Trio

2007-01-24T15:17:00.000-05:00

The Juvenile Buffoon is one lucky motherfucker.

If he were to want to [and I know that I
would want to!!], he could hike out to Gowanus on Saturday night and catch Rhys Chatham's 2007 interpretation of Guitar 3.

Here's what the project Room says about the event:

Saturday, January 27
Rhys Chatham "Guitar Trio All-Stars" with Ernest Brooks III, David Daniell, Kim Gordon, Jonathan Kane, Alan Licht, Robert Longo, Thurston Moore, Lee Ranaldo, Colin Langenus, Byron Westbrook and Adam Wills.
Lichens/Licht
Neptune

8:00 p.m.; $25

I recognize that it might not be a musical event, but it's a culturally significant one.

And I kinda like some of the no-wave shyte, myself. Although Tone doesn't quite get in m'crotch. . .

Crowded House Reunite

2007-01-23T16:09:00.000-05:00

The following news article reports that Crowded House have reformed and will be touring under that moniker.

Black Snake Moan Is On Its Way To Theaters

2007-01-23T13:51:00.000-05:00

Christina Ricci

Mailing It In

2007-01-23T09:43:00.000-05:00

The question is, of course: "will this be one of the good ones?"

From barnes and noble:

The Castle in the Forest by Norman Mailer
Norman Mailer, a two-time Pulitzer Prize-winning author and one of our nation's most treasured literary heavyweights, takes on one of history's most chilling figures in this haunting fictional chronicle of Adolf Hitler's boyhood. Narrated by a mysterious SS figure, the story weaves together a chilling tapestry of unforgettable characters and details including young Adolf from birth, his father and mother, his sisters and brothers, and the intimate details of his childhood and adolescence. With stunning originality, Mailer explores the origins of Hitler's evil and the nature of good and evil in all of us.

Les Speed KnobsC'est Arrive!!!

2007-01-22T19:04:00.000-05:00

Vive Lez Americains!

RIP

2007-01-22T14:12:00.000-05:00

Ron Carey, a fine character actor:

Update!

2007-01-22T12:16:00.000-05:00

Wikipedia provides the following plot summary:Mr. Bean is heading to the Riviera of the southern coast of France for a holiday. However, his journey eventually transcends into chaos after meeting Romanian film director Emil and his 8-year-old son, Stefan, on a train. They eventually find themselves in a small village where they meet Sabine, a pretty young girl and a film crew, culminating in an unscheduled and chaotic screening of Bean's video diary at the Cannes Film Festival.

The official website can be found HERE!

It's Coming! It's Coming!

2007-01-22T12:14:00.000-05:00

I'm so excited I could almost cream . . .

2007-01-22T10:42:00.000-05:00

So . . . it looks like the two coloured fellows are going to coach the Super Bowl.

Yeah, yeah . . . I said it lady! You boozed up old witch, whatthahelld'youknow?

2007-01-21T21:21:00.000-05:00

(that joke was a killer in 1998 . . .]

2007-01-21T21:20:00.000-05:00

I told my girlfriend I wanted a Hummer, but she said "no way!"

I figure the size intimidated her . . .

2007-01-21T18:27:00.000-05:00

fucktheNFL,fucktheSuperBowl,andfuckfootball.

New Lancelot Links

2007-01-21T18:21:00.000-05:00

misterparker has recommended visits to Sunset Gun and to That Little Roundheaded Boy.

Quick looks reveal insightfulinsights into sites of . . .

oh.

Pop culture examined, dissected, and enjoyed. With brains.

2007-01-20T20:17:00.000-05:00

Ozzie Nelson -- a lawyer. He gave up the law because he had too many gigs as a musician -- even though he couldn't read music and couldn't really play an instrument.

A good man.

A Poem, No. 2

2007-01-18T14:25:00.000-05:00

The Party

Invite Don Rickles

-- by Loren Goodman

For more on Loren Goodman, you can go
here.

To buy Famous Americans, a collection of his poetry, you can go here.

A Poem

2007-01-18T14:21:00.000-05:00

Mrs. Darwin

7 April 1852

Went to the Zoo.
I said to Him -
Something about that Chimpanzee over there reminds me of you.

----- Carol Ann Duffy.

yanked from Adventures of an Urban Cowgirl

A Noted Economist Speaks:

2007-01-18T12:01:00.000-05:00

Investing should be more like watching paint dry or watching grass grow. If you want excitement, take $800 and go to Las Vegas. - Paul Samuelson

Yeah, Sure, Art; Mine's That Big Too . . . !

2007-01-18T11:30:00.000-05:00

RIP

proximity to the bank board is, of course, troubling . . .

2007-01-18T10:40:00.000-05:00

The Lennon and McCartney of their day . . .

RKO obviously pumped a lot of dough into this one . . .

wELL, iT mUST bE sO

2007-01-18T10:21:00.000-05:00

There have been two Democratic Presidents who have won Nobel peace prizes, while only one Republican.

My firm conviction is that one of the two is an idiot -- a dangerous idiot -- and the other was a GWB-like horrorshow.

The GOP guy was Freud's dream, and was the kind of guy I would never like. He did, however, steal Panama fair and square, so he is obviously a Peace-Prize-kinda guy.

Whhat a world. . .

2007-01-18T08:53:00.000-05:00

the last time I updated my passport, I needed it to travel with the Jestaplero into deepest, darkest Europe.

it will soon expire.

I am frightened that that time, in which I already felt so old and broken, was so long ago. . . .