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A confluence of interests, Mr. Daroga's and mine, has me reading about the Walker Brothers (a pop trio that rivaled the Beatles for fame in the UK in and around 1966) and listening to a Four Tops live show Mr. D found somewhere. And it's gotten me thinking about a few things that you just don't see anymore ( Read more... )

I first "discovered" Scott Walker many years ago, when something in Richie Unterberger's Unknown Legends of Rock'n'Roll made Mr. Daroga find some and bring it home. Or maybe it was on the CD that came with the book, I don't remember. But you may remember this oldie from his first band, teenie-bopper bait The Walker Brothers:

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I've known this song ( Read more... )

Puck update: We open in a month and haven't started blocking. At all. I don't even know how this is supposed to come together. I love that I get to play this part. But I am highly suspicious of the end result ( Read more... )

Anyone who cares will have already seen this, but I can't stop thinking about it. I don't even know. On the off chance you haven't seen it, I am compelled to offer.

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As potatofiend said, the amazing thing is that he actually said all this. He makes. No. Sense. And yet I can't stop watching. I love that someone saw this interview and knew what needed to be ( Read more... )

My birthday gift roundup presents what I think is a fairly interesting picture of Where I Am Now. (All presented by Mr. Daroga and tkp.)

MusicThe Left Banke ("Walk Away Renee/Pretty Ballerina ( Read more... )

Some more photos; mostly a recording session where I took pictures of random things in the room. But first, some puppies!


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Some items of potential interest:

*How Did Stan Lee Pour Himself Into Those Jeans on the Hooded Utilitarian's blog. It's about the "feminist" status of Mary Jane, but also about what it means to have one's heroes owned by corporations: "To fall in love with a character in a mainstream title is to be, inevitably, betrayed."

*Uncle Bobby's Wedding ( Read more... )

I've been meaning to tell this story for awhile now, since it happened a few weeks ago. tkp convinced me to go to a pub quiz night. Actually, we danced around the invitation, neither of us knowing if the other one was serious about going/taking, but eventually we worked it out and there we were. The lure was Harry Potter trivia (which turned out to be ( Read more... )

So. Moment of decision--what to wear for the gig ( Read more... )