PSA: What's on tonight
 

Hey, kids, a couple of great things. At midnight eastern, Sundance is showing a two-hour profile of legendary 60s garage band The Monks. At 4 in the morning, TCM is showing Blow-up, which has a great but all too short scene of the Yardbirds playing live in a mod Brit pub. Other perks in Blow-up: awesome Brit "birds" and mod fashion (dig the white jeans!), and of course the lovely Vanessa Redgrave.

Kids?

I love TCM, one of the best channels ever. They're playing Evil Dead 2 at 2 AM, that's always weird to see on TV.

Fuck yeah! EVIL DEAD AND BLOW UP!

Never seen Blowup, but it looks pretty good. I'll be watching it.

This morning, on CBS's Sunday Morning, Marianne Faithful is being interviewed!

On in just a couple of minutes. Miss it to your own detriment.

My wife and I both watched Marianne on separate coasts. When we spoke on the phone last night, she was all like, So did you see Marianne Faithful, and I was all like, Yeah, I did, and I was wondering if you were watching it too.

I bought Broken English back in 78 (79?) when it came out and got a rash of shit from my Deadhead friends. "Who the fuck is Marianne Faithful? Oh, she sounds awful. Turn that punk stuff off." Punk! Even years later, friends thought I was "edgy" for owning this record. So it was gratifying in a strangeway to hear the CBS interview praise the record yesterday.

And fine...Tom Waits concert is on Ovation RIGHT NOW.


Thank you for bringing this thread to my attention, you must remember sir, I am still very new here.

Come over here and let me spank you.

I'm sure your wife would love that.

You're so punk, your post feels like it was bathed in aids-saliva.

Are you trying to make this a threesome? That's just sick.

are you sure you're male?

Hi, Porkie. I love you. I dreamed I was gay but you weren't in the dream. Sorry.

Oh, you mean because... Yes, but I'm trying to deny these sick impulses. Because you might find them objectionable.

Punk!

Deadhead!

I can't do Broken English.
I've tried. I'm thoroughly convinced of its Artistic Merit, but listening to it is not going to happen again. It's like listening to a frog that got access to synthesizers, and it's super-dated sounding as well.


As for the Tee Vee, I'm not too concerned tonight because Ghost are playing in my town and as such I will not be at home.

I still play Broken English. I love it.

blow-up is such an awesome movie.

i love the yardbirds bit. and the part where david hemmings and that model are just... rolling around, taking pictures, being sexy.

Yeah. Very cool. I love Vanessa Redgrave's part too. She's very strange in this one.

The bit where David Hemmings plays her some jazz really makes me cringe. And before anyone suggests otherwise, I don't think that was the intention.

Mmm, I think it was partly. I'm serious. I have to admit I've always felt a little ambivalent about that scene, never sure what it's point is. But I think we're supposed to see Hemming luring the fly into his web, and that is a bit creepy.

I'm guessing Ovation is one of those Satellite channels? I don't get those.

Ovation is on cable I think, too...maybe the Digital Cable. But yes, I do have satellite....

Throughout Blow Up, Hemmings' character (Robert?) is always immersed in the imagination of his own reality. The film has him having trouble, by the end, distinguishing what is real and what is imagined. The scene with Redgrave and the record is another instance of this, where Hemmings is showing Redgrave something that isn't there, showing her the "imagined" beat behind the "real" beat.

I have to say. That's brilliant!

Not really. I've watched the thing obsessively like 10 times now. It becomes really obvious when the movie becomes etched in your brain like that.

But that is what the character of Hemmings is about. The real vs. the imagined. So in each scene he sort of plays this conflict out, and that's what I think he's doing there, too.

Yes, I know about the issue of the real vs the imagined that runs throughout the film, culminating of course in him participating in an imagined game of tennis. (A difficult scene because it seems to suggest that prior to it he did actually have a grip on reality.) The idea of him trying to show her the 'real' beat behind the actual one never occured to me though and definitely allows the scene to make more sense than I'd previously credited it with.

It's an interesting film in general because it seems to insist upon the kind of 'deep' reading that its theme ultimately criticises.

I can't say I really liked Blow-Up. There were parts I liked like the Yardbirds bit, and when he's initially photographing Vanessa Redgrave in the park, and a couple other parts. But overall I didn't really dig it. But that was just one viewing, maybe better luck on round 2.

Tonight, 630 Eastern, on the Sundance Channel: Robyn Hitchock: Sex, Food.

What about tonight, May 8? Any recommendations?

did ya see the monster thread????

tonite I am watching the Houston Rockets take on the LA Lakers.

That's, like, sports, right?

Has Houston had an NFL team since the Oilers became the Titans?

scattered thunderstorms with a light-to-moderate chance for the development of severe supercells.

Goddamn it, help me out here!

hmm. Why do american football teams change their names? Houston Oilers was a classic name compared to the tennesee tits. I remember the season they came in with the carolina panthers, both shite names.

Fuck football. Sports represents the decline of western civilization.