My Mind Is Gone
Mood:  accident prone
Now Playing: EAR2 by automatic sam vs roy rogers
Topic: Expiration Dates
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Gimme script.

Morris Woodruff
November 26, 1980

THE F WORD
Mood:  flirty
Now Playing: FEARLESS BY FAMILY
Topic: FELICITOUS
THE F WORD

THE FUGEES VS THE FUGS??

FUCK THE FUGEES! HA!

THE FUGS WERE 100,000 TIMES MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE FUGEES. AH YES, FRANK, BUT THE FUGEES EARNED 100,000 MORE ROYALTY DOLLARS PER CAPITA THAN EVEN TULI KUPFERBERG! AND LAWWREN HILL'S HIT ALBUM, "THE EMANCIPATION OF MIMI", GARNERED 100,000 MORE AWARDS THAN EVEN THE ENTIRE E.S.P. CATALOG!

I'D RATHER LISTEN TO EVEN FUN BOY THREE THAN WYCLEFT JEANS! FUCK ME! (AS IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY!)

WHAT YEAR IS THIS? FORTY-TWO? FRANZ FERDINAND, PLZ PUT A FEISTY FLAMETHROWER IN MY FACE AND ELIMINATE ME FROM THIS PAINED EXISTENCE ONCE AND FOR ALL.

WHY DO YOU THINK THEY CALL IT FMU? NRBQ?

AND THAT'S TODAYS' FUGTO FLASHBACK. FUGGEDABOUDIT!

smart, not dumb
Mood:  sad
Now Playing: Oil
Topic: Corpseville
balesteri's 46th birthday. but he's not alive. yo what do i do? how do i feel?

why did jesus take him from us?

ELVIS 56
Now Playing: Orion
Topic: Uptempo
To all my good friends...

Fifty Years Ago right now. Rock and roll youth culture is exactly half a century old. This is the first 50th anniversary of many to come for us kids.

Saturday January 28, 1956, 8pm CBS
Elvis Presley makes his national TV debut on the Dorsey Bros' "Stage Show" at Studio 50, 1697 Broadway, NYC.

The day before, his first RCA record was released, "Heartbreak Hotel", but for this milestone television event, he strangely chose to perform only Joe Turner's "Shake Rattle and Roll"/"Flip Flop and Fly" (medley) and Ray Charles' "I Got A Woman."

We watched the medley last night (appears on The Great Performances Vol 2) - we've all seen it before many times - but last night it made me weep. There can be nothing as important anywhere in modern popular music as this single apochryphal beginning.

Can you imagine how much this means to me?? Extend thy grasp, music lovers. Back to the Future!

This is *THE* Elvis year, 1956. I have VHS of much, if not most, of his many historic TV appearances (incl. the six Dorseys, two Milton Berle, Steve Allen and three Ed Sullivan). Craving to compile them onto a DVDR asap.

Go buy the 1985 A Golden Celebration 4CD boxset, which includes the complete '56 TV songs. It's can still find its way into your hi-fi system, if yer interested. He's not just "Oldies", mama.

BTW, days of the week in 1956 correspond with 2006. We all should have viewed it together last Saturday night via imagined satellite feeds.

I can't believe the entertainment world isn't participating in more wild celebration about this startling cultural landmark. MTV is truly delivered from the womb.

Bigger than The Beatles. The unquestionably absolute starting point, the concept of which still reverberates today.

I was there. It is shocking that this much time has passed by. To our children's children's children.

Hillbilly Cat Steven
also see:

http://www.scottymoore.net/studio50.html

postparty downer, always and forever
Now Playing: jeff eliassen 'sugars dream'
Topic: nametag entertainment
now that all the TONIC hoopla is over (what a full month it was!!), certainly hope i don't plunge into yet another new depression. again, the gig was delightful, but my musical career really didn't progress a single inch, did it?? how i needed for a trouserpresser or rstone senioreditor (bah!) to help take it up a notch, procure a brand new story or interview or... even a handshake. increased exposure is just not in my plan, is it? more weekly income? forget it! it ain't gonna happen.

i also have such continued mixed feelings about my performance jinx. the spontaney cornball humor is brilliant on one hand, and absolutely suicidal on the other. dumb goofy unrehearsed timewasting brainfarts... which negate any entertainment value to my sincere compositional genius. just can't help it, it's what i do. i constantly end up shooting myself in the foot, but don't want to anymore. my stage act needs some serious disciplined grooming.

nah. sorry, i'm making no sense whatsoever here.

myspace.com
Mood:  accident prone
Now Playing: white nois cd for my tinnitus
Read this, veri important:

Who's Lookin?
Now Playing: TG NOW (throbby gristen 2004)
What is left to say? She alienates me. Fact not opinion. Plus in addition, I can't stand the goddamned noise in my building from new tenants. Complaining? Forget it, it makes ME the problem; we innocent victims must unite. Wanna fucking eliminate all the people who invade others' space and peace. But I have no power to do just that. Need bug spray for the abolishment of immigrant pests. Go back to where you ALL came from and stay there, breed there, die there. I am from HERE, and I don't bother you NOR your ancestros. So this is MY space. Get the fuck away from it.

Back from the Dead
i kid you not: last few weeks mindblowing delayedreaction 5star alltime award goes to : EARLY 4 PRE-VIRGIN TANGERINE DREAM ALBUMS. 70-73. don't laugh. Electronic Meditation, Alpha Centauri, Zeit (2LP), + my fave, Atem. never knew em, always ignored the genre, now the best heavenly thing i've ever heard in my entire long life. what a larf. i play them on repeat, 5-6 hours at a sitting. deutsche mellotrons rock my world, give me sacred sexy salvation. analog in.

Oscar, wild!
Mood:  smelly
Now Playing: Ray Stevens "1,837 Seconds of Humor" (Mercury 1962)
Topic: Siskel Vs Ebert
CITIZENs Abandon ship!! We olive in a SUXX world. motion pictures, wow. turnerclassique! Counted Crowes suxx, overdramatic patois suxx, CUT! PLEASE show us another emotional scene, CUT! PRINT! suxx. it all suxx wind.

bootymodels stiffstumble walking suxx, cleavage jewelry eyeliner suxxx, token nose-talgia suxx, holdmyhand crossingstreet FCCC suxx, beyonce a shadow of a no doubt, there's no escape - 005 entertainment is NULL. surrender to the voight. kanye bear it, samtana por fervor no ingles? i'd like to thank god. and our servicemen.

(luda)chris kidrock talktalktalkin skin color funnies. SKINCOLOR FUNNIES! ho ho he he ha ha huh? we still makin color funnies? when will it end... the race is STILL on?

how come no OSCAR? categories for 1) gore and 2) porn? now THAT is cinema!

my granddaughter asked me, Pops, did you ever win an Academy Award? and i told her, No princess, only nominations. Best Supporting Troops ribbon magnet 1966.

i'd like to thank god. and my mother. and clint.

here, take my play pad and marky pen away. senior nap time.

Chelsea Hotel California
Mood:  chatty
Now Playing: Vinyl Kings "A Little Trip"
Topic: In Person
BLAHg: I again sang for a crowd last night. Good thing you cannot hear it here -> https://www.angelfire.com/nj2/cdrsmclub/live/chelsea.html Sign of things to come? Jazzercize, sport our bobbytroops