UNO. My friend C.’s blog compiles photographs her dad took from her childhood – watch out for the disturbing Chuck E. Cheese party-spank and the black JonBenet series. So cute plus musings on crafts and her cool vintage clothing store on e-bay.
DOS. flippin thru basic cabe and on NYCTV/cable access, that NY Noise show that only airs video from NY bands, I caught a bright eyes video – dude is singing an antiwar country song called “four winds,” shot in black and white and close up on his face (with new veneers?!) -and the entire audience starts throwing tomatoes and protesting his protest, pieces of meat or whatever smashing into his face while he strums his guitar, stays strumming, looks defiantly out into the audience. they hate him but he’s got something to say. there is a similar scene in the popular john travolta mechanical-bull-riding date movie “urban cowboy.” or maybe in “La Bamba,” when hot esai morales gets into a bar brawl with some racist beer-hogs trying to crimp the rock-n-roll style of Ritchie Valens (nee Valenzuela). i might have made that last part up. Anyway I think that Bright Eyes video, I think it’s total myth-building, like “I am supposed to be the new Bob Dylan, right? Is it working? Can I be the mouthpiece of a generation?” But I like the video’s sub-theme of “keep playing even if people are about to kick your ass” / stand up for what you believe in kinda shit. The song is whatever.
New York Noise is presently playing the following video, which is pretty corny except I also kinda like the robot punchline in the chorus, and I especially like the part with the doll and the robot and the pay phone, because I am obsessed with pay phones (the dying appliance).
TRES. This Spurs-sonning-Cavs thing is too predictable. HOWEVER, Horry’s last jumpshot just before the half was beautiful – the choreography of it – at least before he collapsed to the ground. Ballin like Icarus, I say.
aw! thank’s for the shout out, biznatch! i heart you.