godthedog

explain this. now.

i hated 'vivre sa vie' the first time i saw it. fell asleep twice during it. that movie seriously has the most boring opening shot in the history of film.

hence, they are good examples of emo. <rimshot>

i imagine you have a sorta low, precise, sonorous white guy kind of voice. when i think of kinetic, i think high and slightly nasal. and, i'm in florida right now. and i'm not meeting any of you. i am sad.

if you skip page four, this is a pretty good read.

and somebody give me a plot summary and high points of the gang wars.

i like how your "thread for people who don't like the real world" thread it spawned ended up with a bunch of people talking about how much they liked the real world.

wow. you're way ahead of me. it took me like 5 of godard's movies before i started to actually like him, and you're hooked within a half hour of one of them.

portishead are way ahead of massive attack in terms of songwriting. oh my god do some of those lyrics on 'blue lines' suck, giving us such gems as: Some have one love, two and three love Four and five and six love But I believe in one love I believe in one love Some don't feel secure unless they have a woman on each arm They have to play the field, prove they have charm They say don't lay your eggs in 1 basket If the basket should fall all the eggs'll be broken and: We sang about the sun and danced among the trees And we listened to the whisper of the city on the breeze Will you cry the most in a lead-free zone Down within the shadows where the factories drone eh...i can kinda see where it's coming from, as there's a lot of posing done by them & some of their stuff comes across as them trying to be exactly what a "great rock band" should be and ends up being bland (like "salt of the earth" being their obligatory touching epic number on 'beggars banquet', or "you can't always get what you want" on 'let it bleed'). but more often than not they hit their mark, and when they did hit it they WERE exactly what a great rock band should be ("satisfaction," "bitch," etc).

i've wanted to bang that chick since 'welcome to the dollhouse'.

i do too. sums things up nicely. if you want to be really vivid you can expand it to "pseudohippie artfuck children of the bohemian revolution," but anyone who hears that will suspect that you're an artfuck.

in athens, the word my friends used was "artfucks" instead of "scenesters", but the concept is basically the same. yeah, i talk about philosophy in coffee shops. i watch movies with subtitles. i've had drinks at the fat black pussycat.

i think i could compile the most average album ever from late-era michael jackson material. it would include such classics as "she drives me wild," "can't let her get away," "privacy" and "break of dawn."

in terms of pure musicianship, lennon/mccartney (and harrison to a lesser extent) were pretty damn average. they were just competent enough musicians to accomplish exactly what they were going for, and no more. in terms of songwriting, portishead is the first act that comes to mind. not bad by any stretch of the imagination (at least not usually), but can anybody think of a memorable line from a portishead song? i can't think of a most average overall band.

mick taylor > brian jones not as good as the cosby picture was.

sarah mclachlan - 'fumbling towards ecstasy' i hardly ever listen to this anymore. its taken on some kind of sacred cult status in my collection, with only certain times being "worthy" of play.

fuckin' A, i cannot stop listening to that grimy gritty guitar sound of 'beggars banquet' and 'let it bleed'.

i bought a coltrane album, a ben allison album and a bessie smith compilation, but they were presents for a special ladyfriend. i also bought her a shot glass from birdland (which since her visit to nyc has evidently become "our place"). the subway ride to get the present cost $4. the present itself cost $5. i need a blog. i find myself trying way too hard to fit in random city anecdotes into topics that have nothing to do with them.

kibs i see is viewing this thread. i eagerly await the 4 or 5 albums he bought today.

the obvious one would be bela lugosi.

i saw 'haute tension' at a friend's place. overall, pretty good. but i have never in my life seen a movie's final ten minutes so commandingly and intentionally piss away the previous eighty.

hey, that's exactly the number of ex-girlfriends i still get along with. i hate winter hours with a passion. i don't wake up nowadays till 1 or 2 in the afternoon and it gets dark by 5 o'clock now, so after only 3 hours of being up it's already nighttime and i feel like i've wasted my day.

jay-z - 'vol. 2: hard knock life'

so i found out at a party tonight that it's an incredibly sexy sight to see a girl reciting wordsworth from memory on a roof that overlooks the manhattan skyline at 3 in the morning. i was so about to tell her how sexy it was when she totally broke the moment and complained to the guy she was draped over about how he wasn't listening to her.

he was fantastic in 'eternal sunshine of the spotless mind'. did EVERYTHING the performance needed to do, without ever drawing attention to himself, & kept up very nicely with winslet. that said, not winning and oscar does not equal "underrated." scorsese never won an oscar, and he sure as fuck isn't underrated. if anything, he gets too much attention because of his previous comedy work and every time he does a good dramatic performance people are all "holy SHIT! that's JIM CARREY and he's being DRAMATIC and he's GOOD at it!" had he not been known as the guy who once talked out of his ass, he wouldn't have had all the critics creaming over him in 'the truman show'.