I felt really lousy yesterday. Dunno why. I had a lot of muscle pain, no nausea, no apparent fever (I have no thermometer). So I skipper work, and the computer too, as I wasn't sure if typing caused it. It was pain through my head, neck, back. Not normally what you'd associate with carpal tunnel...
I re-watched So I Married an Axe Murderer. It's an almost-classic movie... the bad poetry needed to be funnier, though.
I re-watched Gray's Anatomy, the first Spalding I've watched since they found his body. I'll miss him. If you haven't read his books yet, do; they are fun, and you can hear him perform them in your head.
I listened to best-ofs I got from a library for Sly Stone and War. I find both disappointing... I mean, of course both have many great songs, I just knew them all already. Didn't discover any unknown/ lost classics. It's funny, Essential Sly contains eight songs from There's a Riot Goin' On! Folks-- just get the album, already. I've always felt that album is happier than anyone gives it credit. You always see it called "dark," "depressing"... "Poet," "The Asphalt Jungle," and for that matter most of the album strikes me as upbeat. War, I expected more funky grooves from.
I've been reading Generation X by Coupland. Good so far; a little odder than Microserfs, a little more grotesque.
I generally feel better today, physically.
I re-watched So I Married an Axe Murderer. It's an almost-classic movie... the bad poetry needed to be funnier, though.
I re-watched Gray's Anatomy, the first Spalding I've watched since they found his body. I'll miss him. If you haven't read his books yet, do; they are fun, and you can hear him perform them in your head.
I listened to best-ofs I got from a library for Sly Stone and War. I find both disappointing... I mean, of course both have many great songs, I just knew them all already. Didn't discover any unknown/ lost classics. It's funny, Essential Sly contains eight songs from There's a Riot Goin' On! Folks-- just get the album, already. I've always felt that album is happier than anyone gives it credit. You always see it called "dark," "depressing"... "Poet," "The Asphalt Jungle," and for that matter most of the album strikes me as upbeat. War, I expected more funky grooves from.
I've been reading Generation X by Coupland. Good so far; a little odder than Microserfs, a little more grotesque.
I generally feel better today, physically.
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Yes, my eye is scary and so is Paco. You should see LITHIUM_PICNIC's pics; he has a chinchilla/apnea combination. Apchilla. Jeremy thinks it's scary but I can't stop laughing at it.
And the way they tell the story in their V.O. commentary to the videos certainly paints DEVO out to be total music video pioneers. And I don't think they exaggerate. But...
Something happened to DEVO at some point... don't get me wrong, I love them, I love the idea of them and their idea of themselves, but... at some point they seem to have left the scene, and when they came back, they had a new drummer and... and... and it seems like they completely lost whatever it was that made them DEVO. They became... like... God. I hate to say this. Like bitter has-beens.
Mark Mothersbaugh went on to do a lot of commercial stuff... I'm sure you've seen his name in the Rugrats credits. And Jerry Casale (I've seen it spelled "Jerry") went on to direct other music videos and commercials. But they seemed to be all about spoofing Corporate America and the images they feed us through advertising before SHOUT came out, and then they seemed to become a part of Corporate America. Casale blames their "falling off the radar"' on Enigma, the record label they switched to, but I think what really happened is that they stopped being angry rebels and started trying to be a band.
It's late. I'm rambling. I mean... I been up all night. I'm rambling. Now it's early tomorrow. That's your DEVO editorial for the day, spud.