Thursday, November 30, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
One Of The Cute Little Bastards Destroying My Attic
While you guys are evidently recovering from turkey poisoning...
I've been working. Yes, hard at work on my latest Christmas album for my family. Unfortunately for them, the songs I choose to put on the Christmas album tend to be dark, dire, sad, and concern the lives of junkies, dead cowboys, lost souls, and bad Santas. This year I'm including my version of Hallelujah. I think I'm the 3,657th person to record this song. My version isn't as good as Jeff Buckley, Rufus Wainwright, Leonard Cohen, Damien Rice, or Bono, but it is a damn sight better than versions by Oscar the Grouch, Clay Aiken, and Terry Bradshaw. Pop on over to my Myspace page for a preview.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Your Hollywood Moment
Stephen Shainburg, director of the very strange but very good Secretary, has made a movie about Jay's fave photog, Diane Arbus, called Fur: An Imaginary Portrait of Diane Arbus. Nicole Kidman and Robert Downey Crackhead star. Trailers, etc. here. Pray for nudity.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Same Five Questions
Oops
You've probably heard about this if you haven't already seen it. Michael Richards loses it on stage and drops one 'N-word' after another responding to hecklers. 'Fifty years ago we'd have had you upside down with a #$*& cork up your ass.' A ha ha ha ha. Yikes.
Video's not embedded. Click here to see it. I'd put on headphones if I were you. It's almost painful to watch.
Video's not embedded. Click here to see it. I'd put on headphones if I were you. It's almost painful to watch.
Burt Reynolds!
How many times did we rewind that damned tape? Here, Josh Freese's second break improvisation is crystal clear. Incidentally, Freese may be the best drummer in the business.
I can't help wondering how much better Westerberg's last few outings would have been with a competent drummer. (Namely, Josh Freese.)
Happy Monday, ladies.
I can't help wondering how much better Westerberg's last few outings would have been with a competent drummer. (Namely, Josh Freese.)
Happy Monday, ladies.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Friday, November 17, 2006
Not me, baby, I'm too precious...
Fuck off!
Good show. Something weird. On a couple of songs, they had a recording of her counting off, so it would go '1-2-3-4' but she was 10 feet from the mic, and not counting off. Later, as they were playing 'Chain Gang' (I think) she kind of messed up and the guitar player was trying to show her where the chords were and she said 'now you all know my parts are taped' and yelled at the guy behind a control board on stage 'you're fired!' I know she wasn't lip-synching, but I think she wasn't actually playing. Wouldn't have mattered b/c you could never hear her guitar anyway.
Otherwise, it was a great show. She's still got that great voice, and is a helluva performer. Martin absolutely pounds away. The other two guys were good. Her guitar player is a bit too clean, maybe, but can't really complain about that. It also could've been longer. That said, I'd go see 'em again.
There's a not terribly informative article about the early days on Dave's magazine site:
Good show. Something weird. On a couple of songs, they had a recording of her counting off, so it would go '1-2-3-4' but she was 10 feet from the mic, and not counting off. Later, as they were playing 'Chain Gang' (I think) she kind of messed up and the guitar player was trying to show her where the chords were and she said 'now you all know my parts are taped' and yelled at the guy behind a control board on stage 'you're fired!' I know she wasn't lip-synching, but I think she wasn't actually playing. Wouldn't have mattered b/c you could never hear her guitar anyway.
Otherwise, it was a great show. She's still got that great voice, and is a helluva performer. Martin absolutely pounds away. The other two guys were good. Her guitar player is a bit too clean, maybe, but can't really complain about that. It also could've been longer. That said, I'd go see 'em again.
There's a not terribly informative article about the early days on Dave's magazine site:
Thursday, November 16, 2006
I, Journalist
So don't ask me how this all went down, but I am going to be interviewing John Wesley Harding, one of my musical and literary heroes, this December in Brooklyn, NY. The assignment is for an online magazine called Being There which was started up a couple years ago by some folks I know from the Elvis Costello Fan Site. I had contacted Wes (see, I get to call him Wes) last fall through his website because I knew he was in touch with some mutual friends after Katrina and I needed a way to get in touch with some of them. I also mentioned to him that some of my JWH CDs were lost in the deluge, and he immediately mailed them all to me, free of charge. An online 'friendship' was born. Long story short, he kindly consented to meet me for some drinks and talk a day or two after Christmas and I am very excited by the whole thing. I need some help from you idiots as far as questions I can ask without sounding like a total tool. Suggestions?
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Funniest Movie I've Ever Seen?
As fans of Da Ali G Show, Soozan and I had high expectations for Borat, and we were not disappointed. You guys know that I'm not prone to hyperbole, so hear me now and believe me later when I say that this very well may be the funniest movie I have ever seen. Not only were my sides sore from laughing, but I had bronchitis-like symptoms afterwards. I'm really struggling to remember the last time I laughed this much at a movie.
Maybe Schindler's List?
Please don't let the inevitable Borat backlash keep you from seeing this film.
Maybe Schindler's List?
Please don't let the inevitable Borat backlash keep you from seeing this film.
Monday, November 13, 2006
I'm taking this as a sign
Friday, November 10, 2006
A Change of Scenery...
Thursday, November 09, 2006
The Office Comes to Life......
This clip is pretty unbelievable, but it was evidently taken from a Bank of America sales meetings. Please do not die laughing at all the earnestness and name dropping that goes on here.
I Believe Netflix Is Fucking With Me
Why is it that when I keep a Netflix movie for a month, their site shows it received within two days of when I mail it back, but when I actually watch and return quickly, they don't show my movies received for TEN days? This has mysteriously happened for our last three movies. Hell, I reported the first one missing because it was taking so long to get back to them.
The practice is called throttling, and they've gotten in trouble for it before. Now apparently I've been flagged as an unprofitable customer. Has it really come to this? Is three movies a month for $9.99 really upsetting their business paradigm that significantly?
Read more here.
The practice is called throttling, and they've gotten in trouble for it before. Now apparently I've been flagged as an unprofitable customer. Has it really come to this? Is three movies a month for $9.99 really upsetting their business paradigm that significantly?
Read more here.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Holy Donkey Shit
Monday, November 06, 2006
Move over, Daisy Duke...
I'm really enjoying My Name is Earl and the Office on Thursday night, even if it is early Friday morning before I ever get to watch it. Jamie Pressly put the hu-hu-hu in hot. A quick google image search (Safesearch off!) will reap many delightfully nsfw visions. Mmm Mmm trashy women!
I think I'm going to have to put her on my 'Honey, if she calls I'm gonna have to say yes' list right after Uma and right above those four girls who sat behind me in my stats class last semester.
I also think the Office is the best transition from British sitcom to US shitcom ever. Not that that's really saying anything. I thought it would run its course pretty quickly, but it's still funny. And the girl in Tim's other office is WAY hotter than Pam.
Remember when I used to go to concerts and have fun...?
Ha, Ha!
I love stories like this almost as much as stories about carjackers getting shot by their victims ...
'Less than 24 hours after being fired from the mega-church he founded, evangelical Pastor Ted Haggard confessed to a "lifelong" sexual problem.'
Read the article here.
And let's not forget that the only reason he's "confessing" is because his favorite gay prostitute ratted him out for his spectacular hypocrisy. Otherwise, he would still be indulging in his "lifelong" little problem today.
'Less than 24 hours after being fired from the mega-church he founded, evangelical Pastor Ted Haggard confessed to a "lifelong" sexual problem.'
Read the article here.
And let's not forget that the only reason he's "confessing" is because his favorite gay prostitute ratted him out for his spectacular hypocrisy. Otherwise, he would still be indulging in his "lifelong" little problem today.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Was that a tumbleweed that just blew through here?
Uhhhhh.......guys? It's awfully dark and scary in here.......
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