Mar. 29th, 2012
Roth does TJB
Mar. 29th, 2012 10:42 amDid I ever tell you, you have lovely eyes? They go well with the rest of your face. It's not like I wanna pop 'em out of your skull and carry around on a key chain!
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That's a compliment.
:)
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That's a compliment.
:)
I took a wild hair and zipped off to Greenville where there stands a most miraculous record store called Earshot. They sell not only CDs, but also hundreds of used DVDs, tchachkes, books, and sundry weird things, many of which I stocked up on a few months ago, when I was compiling Barry's weirdo stalker care package (Jesus action figures, monster finger cots, dashboard Buddhas, teeny-tiny Voodoo dolls, you get the picture).
While I was there, I found two used DVDs which tickled me pink. One is the deluxe version of Manhunter, which includes all sorts of extras, not to mention the director's cut of the film. That being said, I now have an extra copy of Manhunter and it's free to whomever reaches out to me first. I'm linking this journal entry to Facebook as well, so whoever gets me first, gets the goods. And it's totally worth it, yo. This is the first Hannibal Lecter movie, and quite possibly the best adaptation of any of the Thomas Harris series. Brian Cox takes on the role of Hannibal in this, and he does a mighty fine job, even though Anthony Hopkins owned the role, and rightfully so. If you don't know who Brian Cox is, he's a British character actor who has worked with both Tom Hardy (in The Take) and Tim Roth (in Rob Roy). He's fabulicious.
I also found a copy of the Roth's very first film, Made in Britain. That's gonna be a hoot to watch, swastika'd third eye chakra and all.
While I was at Earshot, I checked to see if they had any Shriekback music in stock. They did not. I was tres displeased. So, when I went to pay for my DVDs and patchouli incense, I put on my mantle of music biz promotions representative and asked the dude behind the counter what Shriekback the store had available for ordering. There were only four: "The Y Records Years," "Oil & Gold" (the domestic version), "Oil & Gold" (the 2-CD import), and "Life in the Loading Bay." No "Cormorant" and no "Glory Bumps." It was rankling. So I informed the dude about how the Shrieks were still making music and were, in fact, back in the studio as we were probably speaking. I asked him if there were any way Earshot could connect with Malicious Damage to start carrying the Shriek catalog. He did not know, and suggested that I talk to the manager, who would be back in the store tomorrow. I gave the man my name, email address, and phone number and he promised to pass the information on to the manager. If I don't hear back from someone by the beginning of next week, I am calling them. There has got to be some way that the primary independent record store in the area can begin carrying this music, which fits right in to their reason for...being.
I left to go to the grocery as I needed orange juice. The minute I walked in the store, Coldplay's "Viva la Vida" came on over the store speakers. I have never heard this song played in any public forum until today. Flint is obviously haunting me. Funny thing is, when I got back in the car, I turned on the iPod to shuffle, and the first song it played was "Despite Dense Weed" by Shriekback. I take this as a pretty strong message that I need to finish up the Flint/Cadmus tale and move on to other things.
For now, I'm moving on to my friend Diane's house.
While I was there, I found two used DVDs which tickled me pink. One is the deluxe version of Manhunter, which includes all sorts of extras, not to mention the director's cut of the film. That being said, I now have an extra copy of Manhunter and it's free to whomever reaches out to me first. I'm linking this journal entry to Facebook as well, so whoever gets me first, gets the goods. And it's totally worth it, yo. This is the first Hannibal Lecter movie, and quite possibly the best adaptation of any of the Thomas Harris series. Brian Cox takes on the role of Hannibal in this, and he does a mighty fine job, even though Anthony Hopkins owned the role, and rightfully so. If you don't know who Brian Cox is, he's a British character actor who has worked with both Tom Hardy (in The Take) and Tim Roth (in Rob Roy). He's fabulicious.
I also found a copy of the Roth's very first film, Made in Britain. That's gonna be a hoot to watch, swastika'd third eye chakra and all.
While I was at Earshot, I checked to see if they had any Shriekback music in stock. They did not. I was tres displeased. So, when I went to pay for my DVDs and patchouli incense, I put on my mantle of music biz promotions representative and asked the dude behind the counter what Shriekback the store had available for ordering. There were only four: "The Y Records Years," "Oil & Gold" (the domestic version), "Oil & Gold" (the 2-CD import), and "Life in the Loading Bay." No "Cormorant" and no "Glory Bumps." It was rankling. So I informed the dude about how the Shrieks were still making music and were, in fact, back in the studio as we were probably speaking. I asked him if there were any way Earshot could connect with Malicious Damage to start carrying the Shriek catalog. He did not know, and suggested that I talk to the manager, who would be back in the store tomorrow. I gave the man my name, email address, and phone number and he promised to pass the information on to the manager. If I don't hear back from someone by the beginning of next week, I am calling them. There has got to be some way that the primary independent record store in the area can begin carrying this music, which fits right in to their reason for...being.
I left to go to the grocery as I needed orange juice. The minute I walked in the store, Coldplay's "Viva la Vida" came on over the store speakers. I have never heard this song played in any public forum until today. Flint is obviously haunting me. Funny thing is, when I got back in the car, I turned on the iPod to shuffle, and the first song it played was "Despite Dense Weed" by Shriekback. I take this as a pretty strong message that I need to finish up the Flint/Cadmus tale and move on to other things.
For now, I'm moving on to my friend Diane's house.
A Disclaimer
Mar. 29th, 2012 04:55 pmIt seems that the Tim Roth Tutorials have reached a point where they're showing up here and there on The Intarwebz. That said, I figured it might be a good idea to place a disclaimer on the Tutorial playlist, in the event prying Rothian eyes land on my You Tube channel and transmit the much-validated "WHAT THE FUCK?" response to the Rothian mouth. haha
So here is what I came up with. It was pretty easy, considering it's basically the way I feel about these crazy vids.
Disclaimer: As the Tim Roth Tutorials start to get more attention, I feel it only right to assure folks that these Tutorials are based on Tim Roth's characters in various movies, and not on the actor himself or the way he sees the world. No offence is intended in the making of these lessons; they are made for fun and for fans of Tim Roth and all his groovy characters. So there you have it, hoopy froods. Enjoy the Tutorials, and take notes, 'cos there will be a pop quiz someday.
Hopefully, that'll waylay any misunderstandings or whatnot. I highly doubt he's seen any of these, but then I highly doubted my Facebook was being monitored by Big Brother, too. So, I'm taking the "any-fucking-weirdo-thing is possible" attitude about it all, and taking the safe and high road.
So here is what I came up with. It was pretty easy, considering it's basically the way I feel about these crazy vids.
Disclaimer: As the Tim Roth Tutorials start to get more attention, I feel it only right to assure folks that these Tutorials are based on Tim Roth's characters in various movies, and not on the actor himself or the way he sees the world. No offence is intended in the making of these lessons; they are made for fun and for fans of Tim Roth and all his groovy characters. So there you have it, hoopy froods. Enjoy the Tutorials, and take notes, 'cos there will be a pop quiz someday.
Hopefully, that'll waylay any misunderstandings or whatnot. I highly doubt he's seen any of these, but then I highly doubted my Facebook was being monitored by Big Brother, too. So, I'm taking the "any-fucking-weirdo-thing is possible" attitude about it all, and taking the safe and high road.
Anime Yourself
Mar. 29th, 2012 05:28 pmThere came a bad storm, so I had to stay at home with the frightened-out-of-their-wits beasties. I'll be going to see Diane tomorrow. In the meantime, I came across this ridiculousness and decided to have some fun. This is what I came up with. Does it fit? You be the judge. And go make your own, why don't you?
It's.......SLURPEE TIME!
Mar. 29th, 2012 07:15 pmFor those of you who've been around long enough, you know about my abiding love for the Mighty Mighty Slurpee, but my frustrating quest to try to get to a 7-Eleven to satisfy my Slurpee lust. Well, it seems that 7-Eleven has come back to the South and, even though I'll still have to travel almost 70 miles to get me a Slurpee, it's still not 800 miles, like it was to get to Virginia Beach or West Palm Beach...or flying to the West Coast and hitting my homies up for trips to the store to get me a hit.
I'm so happy, I could bloody well POP. And I'll be going to Charlotte next week, if all goes as planned.
I'm so happy, I could bloody well POP. And I'll be going to Charlotte next week, if all goes as planned.
Bodies, Rest, and Motion
Mar. 29th, 2012 08:19 pmI'm watching this movie right now, and it's probably the most insane representation of Flint I have seen to date. I mean, seriously, the hair even? Jesus fucking christ! And, I'm sorry, but Tim Roth just doesn't do a completely convincing American accent. Well, I take that back. He's pretty good with a drawl, but I've noticed a lot of Brits seem to be more comfortable with a Southern accent than with a contemporary American accent.
In other related news, I got my DVD player back to working. This makes me very pleased. Watching DVDs on the computer sucks big hairy donkey balls.
In other less-related news, I was planning on writing all day, but ended up driving to Greenville on a lark, as is documented in a previous post. While I was out, though, I got some Baileys for mah coffee, but I may have to imbibe a tad tonight and see what happens with the Cadmus/Flint narrative. Cadmus is fairly pissed off in my head right now, and I need to exorcise the demon before he takes me over, like so many times in the past.
...actually, I remember now. The last pub we went to, the one where the picture that shows up in 'Contract Song' was taken, I had switched from Guinness to Baileys because I was still fairly freaked right the fuck out. How ironic that this is my drink of choice as I play around with the drunken Celtic writer persona.
Why, Barry? WHY?
So, I'm off to finished this damned movie (I hate Bridget Fonda...married to Danny Elfman, kissing all over a lanky-haired Roth. I should be so lucky...) and take up the virtual quill before Cadmus crawls out of my head and murders me.
In other related news, I got my DVD player back to working. This makes me very pleased. Watching DVDs on the computer sucks big hairy donkey balls.
In other less-related news, I was planning on writing all day, but ended up driving to Greenville on a lark, as is documented in a previous post. While I was out, though, I got some Baileys for mah coffee, but I may have to imbibe a tad tonight and see what happens with the Cadmus/Flint narrative. Cadmus is fairly pissed off in my head right now, and I need to exorcise the demon before he takes me over, like so many times in the past.
...actually, I remember now. The last pub we went to, the one where the picture that shows up in 'Contract Song' was taken, I had switched from Guinness to Baileys because I was still fairly freaked right the fuck out. How ironic that this is my drink of choice as I play around with the drunken Celtic writer persona.
Why, Barry? WHY?
So, I'm off to finished this damned movie (I hate Bridget Fonda...married to Danny Elfman, kissing all over a lanky-haired Roth. I should be so lucky...) and take up the virtual quill before Cadmus crawls out of my head and murders me.
