Rule, Brittaniea! Miss Beehive 1963
Sell anything
I don’t want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don’t want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don’t want to do that. — [...]
The teaches of Peaches
I saw Peaches last night at the House of Blues, and wrote about it for the Houston Press. Mind = blown. “I know you think of me as dirty, hairy. But I can be sentimental too,” she said. The layers were off. From there, the show built back up into the glam-metal, heavy-rap and in-your-face [...]
The wall comes tumbling down
A year ago I met CLH in Germany and proceeded to spend five days and four nights in Berlin, a city I knew nothing about and was only minutely interested in. It ended up being one of my favorite places in the world. I wish I could say I remember watching The Wall fall on [...]
More tales from the Wall
Der Spiegel has an excellent account of the events of the Berlin Wall’s destruction.
On my way to where the air is sweet
Today is Sesame Street’s 40th anniversary. I wrote post for the Houston Press highlighting my 10 favorite musical performances over the show’s long history: Sesame Street was one of the first programs to combine research with television production and as a result, was the first children’s program with a set educational curriculum. The creators discovered [...]
Saddle shoes
I’ve been on a minor Little Richard kick since researching my Sesame Street article earlier this week. Cohort William Michael Smith wrote about him today in an article about the last remaining greats of rock and roll’s first wave. He also name-dropped another all-time personal favorite, The Killer. I know this is becoming one of [...]
Classy lady
At the Y’all Can Go To Hell, I’m Going to Texas rally in Austin.
Dylan-esque
My love for Bob Dylan will never die. His new Christmas album may be the best Christmas present ever. I swear to god, I can’t get enough of this song. Then The Awl posts this Dylan-sampling rap that has had me in stitches all evening. Love it.
Fujiyama Mama
The old hometown paper, of all sources, broke the story about Jack White’s planned collaboration with Miss Wanda Jackson. The Oklahoman also posted a short documentary about the OK native who proves yet again the old maxim the Okie girls are the shit.
Eff Yeah Boston Terriers!
Via Apartment Therapy, an amazing postcard series of Boston terriers on MCM-design chairs. That link lead me to the adorable blog Fuck Yeah Boston Terriers.
Inspiration
Obsessed with Spalding Gray lately. I bought a used copy of Impossible Vacation to read… well, to read while on vacation — I leave for Los Angeles tomorrow. I’ve been thinking of ways to take my writing to another level, my creative writing, not my writing for work, and there is something inside of me [...]
My boyfriend
Jezebel’s list of the sexiest men *not* included in Life’s Sexiest Men of the ’50s, ’60s and ’70s includes Jean-Paul Belmondo. Vindicated!
Person from Porlock
I have read so much British poetry this semester. I have never been a fan of poetry but I kind of love Coleridge for his apologetic ways. “Kubla Khan” is an amazing journey into bizarre-ville. In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man. [...]
The Georgian Hotel
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } the georgian hotel, heh, originally uploaded by absentmindedprof. This is where I’m staying in L.A. (well, Santa Monica) right now. Built in 1933. Walking distance from everything. Right across from the [...]
Summertime
This is the best version of this song ever recorded. This is the second-best version of this song ever recorded. Unfortunately, both have muddy audio, but the videos are cool enough to make up for it. I’m posting because the Billy Stewart version has been stuck in my head for days.
Two turntables
Despite the appearance of Kid Rock talking some kind of Ghandi-speak, this film looks awesome. I’ve always been a sucker for documentaries, especially unsolved mysteries. I’ve been thinking about starting a music movie column for Rocks Off. What other docs and music movies should I see? (Youtube link via Hater Magazine.)
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