Will & Grace & Keef & Mia

Bad news, Parishioners;

one of my favourite TV shows, Will & Grace,
(starring the wonderful Debra Messing)

has FAILED!!! in its mission...



Something far more pleasant
Keith Richards: A users' manual



Check out the Essential List Of Keith Wannabes:

Lucinda Williams???

How 'bout Mia Dyson!!!


Bless Y'all!




lerevdr on Tue 29-Aug-2006 @ 21:48 e.s.t [permalink]
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 C86

A Blast from the Past, Parishioners!

Cruising MeFi this afternoon

I came across this link: C86, 20 Years On

C86: Side A and Side B.

posted by jack_mo

Ah, quelle nostalgie, 'Tish!




There is, of course,
a Wikipedia entry here

a cassette compilation released by the British music magazine New Musical Express in 1986

Mocking Music has links to most of the acts.


It also has an essay entitled
NME C86: Genre, Movement, or Nonsense?


My copy doesnt have that .022 on the front cover

and on the spine, where that cover reads .022,

mine reads ROUGH C100

and, on the back (blank) panel,
has a Rough Trade logo & something else.

Ah, 'Tish...


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 Vodkast!

Spooks is on, Parishioners,

the one where he dumps that psycho bitch

then does that CIA chick.


But I can't concentrate on that -


I've just had A Great Idea!


Vodkasts!


It's like a video conference

but on Teh Luvverly Interweb


It's like sitting round in the lounge room

but on Teh Luvverly Interweb


It's a buncha people - us guys,

jannan

& shootan the shit

but on Teh Luvverly Interweb



I don't much care if it's actually cast -

but can we do it?


+ + +


Think Wayne's Whirl,


& Warhol's Empire!




Can we build it?


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 Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia

Last (lost?) weekend I had the Great Pleasure of finally viewing

Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia

Wonderful!




This morning on Radio National at 5:30 (that's a.m., 'Tish)

I caught that sublime BBC show

I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue



Check out the soundbites here:


In one game, the theme was to invent the best spoiler lines for famous books, plays etc.

One of these was "Here is the head of Alfredo Garcia."

(another cracker was "Hello, Godot, what are you doing here?")

I explored a little more:

Themed film/book club

The chairman identifies a special interest group and invites the panelists to suggest films or books that would be of interest to it. The titles suggested are mostly modifications of well-known film/book titles to create a themed pun, thus the Builders' Book Club might feature "Grout Expectations", a pun on Great Expectations. Some of the suggestions are more elaborate, including puns on the author's name or explanations of their topicality. As with the other common final rounds, the suggestions are made in no particular order.

For unknown reasons, this game always features a reference to the film Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia (e.g. at the Gardeners' Film Club, "Bring Me the Shed...", or in the Golfer's Film Club, "Bring Me the Wedge..."). This is usually uttered by Graeme Garden. On one occasion, Paul Merton made the reference and, whilst not actually booed, the gasp from the audience suggested he had made a faux pas in usurping Graeme. When Graeme later made his own joke, the applause seemed all the louder. Merton has not repeated the error since.

Other variants of this game include themed songbooks (with song titles) and Radio Times (with radio and television programmes). In the latter, any version of I'm Sorry I Haven't a Clue itself is, of course, guaranteed to produce a round of applause.

As a bonus, Parishioners,

My Wikipedia contrail led me here

Nomic is a game in which changing the rules is a move. In that respect it differs from almost every other game. The primary activity of Nomic is proposing changes in the rules, debating the wisdom of changing them in that way, voting on the changes, deciding what can and cannot be done afterwards, and doing it. Even this core of the game, of course, can be changed.

Peter Suber, the creator of Nomic, The Paradox of Self-Amendment, Appendix 3, p. 362.

zoom is Kylie!

(or is that Kylie is zoom?)




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 The Pony - Part the Sixth

One o' my Most Embarrassing Experiences

Mother Dear & I once more made plans to go in to The City.

Mother Dear unpacked for the night, repacked the next morning, we were set to go.

I went down to get petrol.

Trembling with trepidation, I turned the key -

Pony started!


I filled up The Pony, & jumped in.


nothing


I went & asked for a jump -

I knew how to hook the thing up right this time!


The Guy came out, hooked me up, & we had a shot.


Pony wouldn't start.
It'd turn over OK
but wouldn't start.


Somehow, The Guy also worked down the road at <plug>David's Auto Electrics</plug>
who had replaced The Pony's starter motor some time ago.

Now, I'm no expert and, really, auto electrics befuddle me
but these guys (the boss, at least) appears to know their stuff.

By turning The Pony backwards,
I had destroyed the alternator.

Thus no power was getting back to the battery.
Hence Pony wouldn't start.


They replaced it in about 20 minutes.

Pony wouldn't start.

By turning The Pony backwards,
I had also destroyed the regulator.

They replaced it in about 20 minutes.

Pony wouldn't start.


They had to rewire a similar one to suit.

They replaced it in about 20 minutes.


Pony started!


Two hours and $400 later, Mother Dear & I were On The Road!

Much, much relief for all concerned...


We got into The City
& had a great, well-deserved time

down Norton Street.


But that's not all...

to be continued...

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 Spooks

it is late, Parishioners,

but the best ever episode of Spooks is on -


the *disaster* one...


when Tom rocks


a whole lot more than usual...




What do you think, Parishioners;


Zoe or Keira Knightley?

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 Lila

there is a woman

shwe is a hunchie

but shes nOT a hunchie -

she waws real until The Diesease.


she cannot get ajorb, even in the public service -

you are too hunchy

they write

too hunchy

fotr the govment...


hunchy Christina solders on -

her fake name gats all interviews.


type/wopro 170 pm, muthus!
doin yo forms like no mutha!

she doesn't writew nthat


in the newsparper she puts-

(oh , fuck me! Heartbeat is on my steraoe! - break!)




I cant keep shootin me one those damned ghosts agan-


I gotsta sooot
me supm I can be eatn!!!


gimme some bullets,
some of them cookin ones.....



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 Colour

Trying hard to make this work - a white background when I'm writing about one o' my favourite colours,

with a little bit o' brown...

Forgive me...

Given the popularity of Mauve

(Parishioners might note my fondness for such)

which is all about the discovery & exploitation of synthetic dyes
and, eventually, Nazism...

and the recent publication of The Perfect Red

which is all about cochineal,
(the magic of which comes from carminic acid)



how those marauding Spaniards looted it
& used it to rule the world for a while

and, for the Alchemists,

how the best colours are made using the metal complexes of these organic thangs;
these are called "lakes" (that's Chemistry, 'Tish)

Organic dye-stuffs that form dye lakes are mainly phenolic acids


I foresee an onslaught of "colour" books...



I am particularly looking forward to

Black

and

White



But I am fairly apprehensive

about

Brown...

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 Gay Talese

Just reading this interview of Gay Talese by Robert Birnbaum from The Morning News.

Birnbaum v. Gay Talese

A rowdy conversation with writer Gay Talese about his new memoir, Lorena Bobbitt's Hollywood agent, attending fights with James Baldwin, and a hundred other reports about the joys and pains of getting a story right.

Very Good;

Very Good Indeed!

In the interview he talks about the art of non-fiction
and refers to Truman Capote's article on Marlon Brando
which I read a while ago.

The Duke in His Domain
Marlon Brando, who was considered by many to be one of the greatest actors in American movie history, died on July 1st, at the age of eighty. Here, from 1957, is a long Profile of Brando by Truman Capote.

I have an affection for the work of Br Capote -
(& Hubert Selby Jr...)



and must re-read In Cold Blood

Now, I didn't know much about Robert Birnbaum
(except that he does frequent interviews for The Morning News)
before I went hunting.

Here's a Q&A

Many more author interviews on Identity Theory

But I did know a bit about Gay Talese

thanks to Esquire's 70th ANNIVERSARY SPECIAL:

and his legendary article
Frank Sinatra has a Cold

It is no longer available on the Esquire site
and the Sinatra Archive seems to be down...
but we have a pdf here

I was particularly struck by this passage:

In nonfiction, which is what I am a practitioner of, you can write these kind of stories that are not novels, that are not plays, but are real. You don't have to fake the name. Use the name! You don't have to make anything up - because life is fantastic. Ordinary life is extraordinary. It is. You know this. It's just a matter of being able to see it, to see it and being able to write it.

Fits in nicely with my theory (James Joyce deserves some credit) that every single day is an Odyssey...


As a bonus, Parishioners,

here are Esquire's 70 Greatest Sentences

For all her chic thinness, she had an almost breakfast-cereal air of health, a soap-and-lemon cleanness, a rough pink darkening of the cheeks.
Truman Capote, "Breakfast at Tiffany's," 1958

She is cute as a button, pretty as a picture, eminently fuckable, totally unavailable.
Mike Sager, "Beautiful," 1999

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 The Pony - Part the Fifth

One o' my Most Embarrassing Experiences

(More Pony stories are h e r e)

I have of late, Parishioners,

taken holidays.

I zipped down to Melbourne for a Dear Friend's birthday
(and there is yet another Virgin Airlines story there...)


Then My Dear Mother came to visit!

I eagerly headed out to the airport
was selected for a special body search (no cavities involved, grâce à Dieu!)

and waited FOUR HOURS for the delayed flight...

I paid TEN DOLLARS!!! for a guitar magazine to help pass the time...


We messed around for a week
then 'twas time to go in to The City to meet one o' the Sestren.
We packed up, prepared to leave, rang, gave our estimated ETA
then jumped in The Pony.


Flat battery -

dead flat -

after only a week of rest!

(Parishioners may recall this happening to me about the same time last year,
when I returned from my visit to The Land of the Chrysanthemum Throne - but that was three weeks of rest!)

Aware that The Lord helps those who help themselves,
I dug out my jumper leads & found a friendly neighbour to give me a hand.

We messed around for about half an hour!

Pony wouldn't start.
It'd turn over OK
but wouldn't start.
We couldn't figure out what was going on -
I thought maybe the electrics had died.


I went down the road & bought a new battery ($80)


Pony wouldn't start.
It'd turn over OK
but wouldn't start.
I couldn't figure out what was going on -
I thought maybe the electrics had died.


I went down the road & bought a new torch ($20 - advertised the next week for $7...)


I called upon another neighbour
who certainly knows more about cars than I do
and he noticed that no fuel was being pumped to the carby (that's car talk, 'Tish...)
We thought maybe the fuel pump had died.



Mother Dear & I were distraught - we had made plans!

more Salvation below


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