Friday, June 26, 2009

my life

i was really too young when "thriller" came out to get how groundbreaking the video was or what a cultural force this one album had become. i really didn't get how big michael jackson was until the early 90's when he released the "dangerous" album. i remember fox, which at that time was still struggling to become the fourth network, debuted the "black or white" video with macaulay culkin. i remember thinking, "how big is this dude that they moved back their regular programming for his video?" and they did it again for "remember the time." but it wasn't long after that, that the rumors and allegations and lawsuits started. and he quickly turned into a punchline. not a real human. he wasn't human to us. he was a fantasy figure existing in our realm of reality, something artificial, something innocent, but broken. the 80's were michael jackson, bill cosby and coke for me. i don't partake of any of those things anymore, but i'm still sad to see them go. i'm sad to see them go because we all knew those things. i'm not sure what we all know anymore.

lester bangs said this about elvis when he died: "but i can guarantee you one thing; we will never agree on anything as we agreed on elvis. so i won't bother saying goodbye to his corpse. i will say goodbye to you."

i don't know how, but that perfectly fits what i feel.

excellent article from time: the death of peter pan.

evidently the simpsons will be the death of television. bring it on.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

plans

grizzly bear covered by band of horses.

the words forming in your mouth: whoa shit. or cank sure. it's 50/50.

or tartar sauce. it's less than 50/50. it's 40/40. i don't think that's right.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

embryonic


possible album cover for flaming lips new album. nice.

the kids

lou reed's berlin is an audio representation of a nightmare. the listening experience is brutal. it is desolate, it is desirable, it is completely devoid of human comfort. lou goes out of his way to beat you over the head with misery. the kids screaming at the end of "the kids" is intolerable. the little boy screaming "mommy!" makes your eyes glaze over and stare ahead and eventually lie behind your eyelids for security. it makes your heart beat slower and your breathing grows longer.

it's 4a.m. and lou is singing "and this is the room where she took the razor and cut her wrists that strange and fateful night, and I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling, and I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling."

i'm almost thankful i broke that cd that night.

pot kettle black

"i, myself, have found a real rival in myself."

-jeff tweedy

say goodbye to hollywood

in the words of william joel: "so many faces in and out of my life, some will last, some will just be now and then, life is a series of hellos and goodbyes, i'm afraid it's time for goodbye again." william joel, telling us that life isn't permanent, that the people we know are not permanent and that it should be appreciated before it's gone. william joel everyone.

with this recent depression still in our minds, i have to ask, will we actually change our behavior from just a few years ago? will we realize how irrational, unsustainable our behaviors had become? we'll see.

the government is giving money to tesla to build a new car. i hope they don't mean these guys.

elizabeth warren is a professor at harvard, but more importantly she's the chairman of the congressional oversight panel of TARP. and while i'm not sure how well she's doing overseeing TARP, i do enjoy listening to her when she speaks. she is clear, she is honest and i believe she has good intentions. here is her suggestion for moving forward.

i've read several reviews of the new sunset rubdown album and i can't wait to hear it.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

i heard the news today, oh boy

jay bennett died of an accidental prescription drug overdose.

shit man.

famous last words

by the way, a week from today, the new wilco album comes out. i know i've bashed it pretty good, but i'll be there front and center tuesday afternoon putting down my cash for a copy. i will probably also buy a chick-fil-a sandwich because there's one right next to best buy on richmond.

worse comes to worst

the piano man. the album starts out with what sounds like someone blowing on a jug and it ends with a song about masturbation and dying in a swimming pool. that's why this album is a classic. william joel put it all together for this album. and although he's characterized as a singer/songwriter from the 70's/80's, he was always different to me. guys like james taylor, jim croce or jackson browne were writers of sweet/pretty tunes, which william joel did too. but william joel wrote with a snarl of attitude, he was like a little punk, that kid in school who was 5'6 but would fight you no matter what. that's william joel.

ed mcmahon is dead. he was 86. he was found in a closet tied with by his hands and genitals. i'm kidding. that only happens in thailand. there was a joke on snl weekend update with dennis miller years ago that said there was a break in the kennedy assassination because they had an audio tape that captured the three shots during the motorcade and then someone yelling "YES!" like ed mcmahon used to do on the tonight show. that joke always hung around with me.

derivatives are still around. in some circles, their image is changing from months ago. is that correct? or that is already memory lag from the fall?

ben bernanke could be out of a job come jan. 31. it's highly unlikely, but look for some image control as we get closer to that date.

this website/blog is pretty cool. it takes us day by day concurrently with the present day through 1930. so if you click it today, you can read about june 23, 1930. pretty sweet.

"worse comes to worst, i'll get along, i don't know how, but sometimes i can be strong." the words of william martin joel.

Monday, June 22, 2009

go to extremes

i think instead of using random song titles for each blog entry, i will now only use the song stylings of mr. william joel. cause every time i see "anthony's song (movin' out)," i get a smile on my face. and that's what william joel does best, he makes people smile and enjoy life. i was riding my bike the other day and "uptown girl" came on. i probably looked like the queerest dude in the neighborhood on my bike because i was riding with no hands and dancing while i was riding. it was a great moment that perfectly symbolized the shot used as credits roll at the end of a movie. it was that momentous.

i've complained publicly and privately about the quality of wilco's (jeff tweedy's) lyrics going downhill. here is a song though that is still lyrically exciting.

michael lewis was on charlie rose the other night. check it out here.

lots of big names give the best advice they ever got. my best advice: life is only as good as your last sandwich.

here's an interview with sonic youth on pitchfork. never been a big fan of their's, but i respect their creativity and longevity.

the two girls in front of me are talking how gross it is to have dead skin on your lips. they're going through how to get rid of it. one suggestion is putting lip balm on your lips when you go to bed. another is a thicker version of vasoline called aquafore (?). they're still going on about this. i went from downtown in the tunnel, where it's happening, to sitting here listening to this shit. i got to get back downtown.

now she's talking in armenian. wow. this is so brutal. i'm putting my headphones on.