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  1. It seems to me liking Catch-22 and remaining in the army reads a tad loony. Of course, Yossarian didn't work in *scoff*intelligence*scoff*. I am currently reading Hesse's The Glass Bead Game, but the lengthy literacy plan is already expanding. For a while, next on the list was The Tin Drum by Gunther Grasse, which I even went so far as to buy. But then I reread my old book wishlist, and discovered that I still haven't read a novel by Philip K. Dick and I also never read Galapagos. So I made the mistake of leafing through the first couple pages of A Scanner Darkly and got hooked, so now I'll need to read that after Hesse and then re-introduce myself to Vonnegut (we meet again, Kurt!), and then I can read The Tin Drum, all this before even attempting Infinite Jest, which gets pushed closer and closer to the horizon with each new book. See, since IJ may take upwards of 2 years to read, I can't have anything that I immediately want to read on my mind, because I'll just start something else and never come back to Foster Wallace's tome. Glass Bead Game is quiet and meditative, which is nice, and highly applicable to us art types, but I need to get through it quickly now as I really want to get cranking on A Scanner Darkly, as all that ish about aphids in the first couple o' pages is really interesting. Oh, and Terry Gilliam is finally shooting Tideland. And somehow nothing is going wrong.
  2. But in other news: I've rediscovered The Toadies, The Fucking Champs, and Brainiac, and quite without intending it, I'm already planning my next tape. I think my sister may have just received her last one today, perchance yesterday. A while back Stevie commented that all the music I listen to comes form him. While slightly reductionist (most of it comes from other people, he just hears about it from them before I do), I am attempting to pull away from this sickening trend and am digging up all those bands that interested me that I never actually bought. So, my music wish list now includes Sonic Sum, Brainiac, Lungfish, and The Fucking Champs, among many others Stevie has already listened to. It's not my fault the dude has heard of everything. Lisa used to have battles with him where she'd call him up and ask "have you heard of Add N To X?" and he'd always say "yes." And she would get very very angry. I don't think she ever won that game.
  3. In an "every song sounds the same and has absolutely no emotion or dynamism" kinda way, not to mention the "every solo is just the guitar playing the vocal melody, after two verses and two choruses, every single time." But yes, even so, Rivers Cuomo, even at his most derivative, still creates melodies 50x better than anything else you'll hear on the radio. Be the next to be disappointed by Maladroit! Hear the rushed mixing! Enjoy the sound of the lead guitar suddenly fading out into the rhythm guitar because, what, the producer fell asleep while mixing? I think it's Rivers' new philosophy that kills me on The Green Album more than anything. He hates Pinkerton and believes that no song should contain any emotion whatsoever. The album is static, and also the production is terrible.
  4. The Lion King is worth it to hear Jeremy Irons singing sinisterly to goosestepping hyenas.
  5. So I've heard, so I've heard. That guy is just entirely incapable of writing male leads, isn't he?
  6. Don't ask me why I feel the need to share this stuff when I find it, but I do. "if yur thinking of this go for it. sum people prefer their earlier stuff but some people always do. you'd be stoked if you got this for chanukah." -isisrob's amazon.com review of Enon's Hocus Pocus
  7. "Lad it's your duty to find ye a lass With child-bearing hips and pink supple ass And make her your mife, and love her with love so true. Some rivers run high, some rivers run low, When her river runs red then she's starting her flow, And it's called menstruation and here's what it means to you... You will notice her bloomers are spotty at first, Stand back, her ovarian dam's gonna burst, So don't be afraid, it's a natural ting, Just wad up some cotton and hand her some string, Put the old linens on top o' the bed, Get out of the house and go down to the old pub instead." -Stephen Lynch, Down To The Old Pub Instead "Good art keeps you warm." -Andy Goldworthy "Sex, drugs, rock 'n' roll... cut out the drugs and there's more time for sex." -maybe the only worthwhile thing Stephen Tyler has ever said.
  8. Well, my sister's tape is done. Rendelshack and London Bridge did not make the cut. "Reasons, give us reasons!" you beg of me. Well, I still don't have the CDs, my sister would probably like these two the least of all the songs included, and, as it turns out, after putting Mai, Ich Traume Nur in Super-8 (the Nanoloop track), and Down To The Old Pub Instead, there was approximately 3 seconds of tape space remaining. The tape really does have a killer flow. I'm very proud of it. The cover is so damn cheesy I don't think I'll share it. We'll leave it that the image came from Google Image Search when one searches my sister's name and "Love" in simultaneity. I'll probably make myself an almost exact copy of this tape for myself, though I'll probably bump off Cursive in favor of someone else, and the first three trax on Side B are exactly the same as another tape I already have, so I'll probably trade them for Rendelshack and London Bridge, so the tape will be idealized and tailored for me. Yippee-skippee! This thread is dead. Don't you people listen to music?
  9. I must say that Brando, though doing half-gainers in his grave, is partucularly well-rendered. Nice to know his legacy lives on beyond his last stint as a voice of a female cartoon character, which he recorded in drag from his couch. I have The Seven Samurai in my bag, checked out from the school DVD library, which I have yet to see. I also have another artist doc. I have seen Kurosawa before, however: we watched Ikiru in my film history class two years ago. Why is that all? My friend Julian was obsessed with Toshiro Mifune in high school (my friend being the one in high school, not my friend being obsessed with Mifune being in high school, as Mifune did not attend my campus), so why didn't I ever watch a single Kurosawa movie? Beats me. I hold so many movies in this vague "yeah, I should see that" realm, which really means I'll see it if someone else is a fan of it and puts it on or someone invites me to a screening. Fnuh.
  10. Really... Somehow I always figure Kaufman hides in a bush whenever other people are present, and perhaps has one of those fake bushes that he can pick up and scuttle across the street when no one's looking and then resume inertness when the heads turn back in his direction. Or maybe that he slept in a coffin all day. I keep the screenplay for Adaptation on the shelf next to my bed with all my favorite books (and my retainer, a water bottle, melatonin pills, old photos, junk I haven't thrown away...). It is, I believe, between House of Leaves and the bookend.
  11. More news: (this is all very important) Lisa is still borrowing Tally Ho! (the Wagon Christ album with Rendelshack on it, which really does need to be next). I went through some µ-ziq CD's, as µ-ziq's stuff has kind of a similar energy sometimes, but the sheer wacky insanity of Rendelshack seriously needs to follow the cold, quiet, acoustic creepiness of Plastic Bead Rosary. So this weekend I'll retrieve Wagon Christ. I've bumped Jolie Holland, Tenacious D, Tool, and Alias from Side B entirely. D 'cuz she's probably already heard it; Tool since the timing, the flow, and the fact that she'd hate them get in the way; Jolie 'cuz I don't really know her well enough to include her (I wouldn't necessarily be showing the best, dig?); and Alias because he just won't belong on the tape I'm making and it's not vitally important to me to give her that song (I think I've milked Anticon enough). Stevie (of Best Friend And Roommate fame) and I sat down last night and went through some music. Loudermilk's The Red Record is an album you can only listen to at certain times in your life, at certain moments when it will hit you just so, when the music is just right. Last night was definitely that moment. Mai will be the song included as it's kinda The Bendsish, and that's my sister's favorite Radiohead album. I cannot, however, stop singing California today... ...Summer prays that she could be rain... ...As the car crash left you for the blame... ...And ni-i-ight fallsssss... Mai will follow Rendelshack, which will then lead into this truly great spectacle off the Nanoloop compilation Stevie brought home some time ago. Then Mindless Self Indulgence - London Bridge (provided Lisa will let me borrow the CD, as I'll never get my copy back from my ex and I have a real stigma about spending $16 on a CD I've already bought). I may switch the order of MSI & the Nanoloop. I'd love to include some microtonal guitar work from Acoustic Stick, but there simply will not be room for it (it would have been such a good counterpoint to The Bad Plus on Side A, though...). Finally, I will close out with Stephen Lynch, as the main reason for buying the CD was because I wanted to put one of the songs on a tape for my sis. Hoo, boy, this will maybe rival the last tape I gave her as The Best Tape Ever. How did that one go? Side A: 1. Jason Webley - Against The Night (Webley's mom's favorite, that's so sweet.) 2. TMBG - Am I Awake? 3. Sage Francis - Crack Pipes 4. The Sex - French Love Letter (about sex with condoms and why it sucks) 5. The White Stripes - Offend In Every Way 6. Subtle - I Heart L.A. 7. Joanna Newsom - The Book Of Right-On (the best intro to Joanna) 8. Why? - Darla (cutest song ever written about love for a chicken) 9. oh no the modulator - my (boy/girl)friend says so? I think Codroid may or may not have been in there somewhere... I don't remember where, but it would probably have been Regular Music. Side B was exactly the same as Side B on This Music Is Cooler Than You, available for perusal above. It was definitely a wicked tape. That Side B has a killer flow, though, come to think of it, I doubt she much enjoyed Refused, or Botch, or Neotropic... but much of the point of this is to expose her to stuff she wouldn't normally hear. Plus, she gave me fcking Simple Plan on the last tape she made me, so she can sit through a little hardcore in recompense. There was another tape that maybe I should spell out for y'all in the near future, the one before this past one, but I'm not sure I'll recall all that was on it. It was quite all-star as well, though the Atmosphere song included really should have been replaced with a better, earlier song. That album has lost much of its luster.
  12. Nay, I hayvn't. I have to do a report on Conrad Hall for my cinematography class. Using American Beauty would be too damn easy, as everyone's already seen it... but using In Cold Blood would really just mean using the shot we all already know, where the rain on the window reflects on the killer's face... But I want to see In Cold Blood anyway, and maybe show some people the stuff that they ignore when looking at that famous shot... Or maybe I'll use it as an excuse to watch Butch Cassidy. Hayvn't seen that eiythr.
  13. Okay, came across this one and felt the need to add it. this is the last... (in creepy Mr. Zorg voice from The Fifth Element, as portrayed by the inimitable Gary Oldman... whom I am imitating... making... me... inimitable too?) (ahem) creepycreepycreepy for now creepycreepycreepy. "last night i dreamt i was somewhere in washington dc. dumped alongside the road were giant piles of elephant carcasses, each of them chopped neatly into halves. someone in the car explained that a local corporation bisected elephants in their regular process of manufacturing cheap peanut butter. a wasteful corporation, this person complained, in light of all of the unused front and end elephant halves discarded here. i wondered aloud why they didn't just make the peanut butter from the peanuts the elephants ate, and somebody scoffed and said something flippant and strange about feeding glue to horses. it's pouring rain outside. hey don't forget to vote next week or i will be mad at you.. " -October 27th, 2004
  14. Finished Monty Python Speaks yesterday and sat scribbling in my notebook with both Cosmicomics and The Glass Bead Game sitting on the table (Calvino, Hesse, respectively and respectfully). I have learned that upon finishing a good novel, I often need to read a collection of interviews or Bruce Campbell's autobio, something to let my brain cool before entering another fictional world, and about halfway through I'll get this terrible urge to put it down and start reading a novel, and then it becomes very important to read the nonfic as fast as possible and crack open the fiction. I find I like writing with an unopened novel sitting next to me. If on a winter's night a traveller... taught me many things, foremost the infinity of possibilities in a beginning. Having something sitting there, loaded with a million pounds of potential, not yet mapped out into a single linear progression, is very inspiring. It takes a fabutastic author to go in a direction with their story that is superior to the thousand conjectured directions that flitted through my mind before I started reading it. I think that anxious, impatient, excited, energetic need to see a story through that hits halfway through the nonfiction "fluffer" book is the exact moment I need to begin writing. I can't write when I'm reading something, and I can't write when I haven't read in months. I think I can take this need to see a story to its end and choose to follow my own story instead of Hesse's or Calvino's or Vonnegut's or Foster Wallace's (I'm going to read Infinite Jest soon, scout's honor). I'm on a mission. I will read Cosmicomics (I'm three stories into it and simultaneously in love with it). Following this I will read The Glass Bead Game, by Hermann Hesse. I will then read Infinite Jest. Then, in no particular order, I will read Gravity's Rainbow, by Thomas Pynchon, Ulysses, by James Joyce, and A Remembrance of Things Past, all six volumes, by Marcel Proust. In all likelihood I will introduce myself to Pynchon by reading the much slimmer Crying of Lot 49, and then finish V. I will probably give up on Ulysses. And I will probably take many breaks and spend 2-20 years reading Remembrance. Interrupting this flow will be several nonfic fluffers as well as Galapagos (the only alleged Vonnegut classic I've not read). But that's the game plan. And when it's all done, I will finally be literate, and intelligent, and forty. Then I'll stop reading and maybe get a girlfriend, finish college, be somebody. Get a job...
  15. I made an ass-big list of "modern classics" I need to see after watching Visions of Light (again). I don't have the list, but here's what I dredge from memory: Godfather 1 + 2 Raging Bull Taxi Driver Goodfellas Apocalypse Now! The French Connection The Italian Job The Conversation The Blow Up Bonnie & Clyde Easy Rider ...and, like, a bunch of others. It's infuriating to see a cinematography doc and go "wow, I've seen none of this."
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