Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
the positive press turns your stomach -- "from front to back, his postmodern folk music is a blast from our mutually repurposed past" -- but i must say really enjoyed this tune "Gloom Uprising" by French-born nu-blues dude Don Cavalli that i heard on our local alt-eclectic radio station... mostly for the delicious wah-wah rhythm gtr licksmanship
can't find it on youtube though
this one ain't quite as good but nice
for some reason the Don put me in mind of (without actually reminding me of) this superfly guy
can't find it on youtube though
this one ain't quite as good but nice
for some reason the Don put me in mind of (without actually reminding me of) this superfly guy
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
new series!
Odd Little Films
concering motion pictures that aren't exactly good, but linger in your mind much more than other better more fully realised movies, in some cases only because one or two scenes
Charlie Bubbles (1967)
There is a scene in this towards the end, which I can't find on YouTube, of Albert Finney eating a bacon sandwich. The camera stays fixed on a single chew for about two or three minutes -- it's a big mouthful, and these are thick hearty slices of bread that his divorced missus (Billie Whitelaw, wonderfully stern) has made him, and he's just masticating away, and away, and it even follows through to him "cleaning" out his back teeth with the tongue for sticky bits of granary and bacon rind
Other good scenes are the depressing visit with his 9 year old son to Old Trafford to watch a football match... Bubbles, being a celebrity bestselling novelist on a return back home to North, gets them a director's box, bird's eye view, but of course it's remote and insulated from the crowd fervour of the stands, which is where the boy would rather be...
well that is weird, in the few minutes since i started writing this post and now, the two Youtubes i was going to post from the film -- the infamous sex scene and Liza Minelli and Albert Finney arriving in his Northern hometown -- have disappeared! Very odd.
Worth Netflixing or recording next time it pops up cable though.
Odd Little Films
concering motion pictures that aren't exactly good, but linger in your mind much more than other better more fully realised movies, in some cases only because one or two scenes
Charlie Bubbles (1967)
There is a scene in this towards the end, which I can't find on YouTube, of Albert Finney eating a bacon sandwich. The camera stays fixed on a single chew for about two or three minutes -- it's a big mouthful, and these are thick hearty slices of bread that his divorced missus (Billie Whitelaw, wonderfully stern) has made him, and he's just masticating away, and away, and it even follows through to him "cleaning" out his back teeth with the tongue for sticky bits of granary and bacon rind
Other good scenes are the depressing visit with his 9 year old son to Old Trafford to watch a football match... Bubbles, being a celebrity bestselling novelist on a return back home to North, gets them a director's box, bird's eye view, but of course it's remote and insulated from the crowd fervour of the stands, which is where the boy would rather be...
well that is weird, in the few minutes since i started writing this post and now, the two Youtubes i was going to post from the film -- the infamous sex scene and Liza Minelli and Albert Finney arriving in his Northern hometown -- have disappeared! Very odd.
Worth Netflixing or recording next time it pops up cable though.
Monday, February 21, 2011
sadly the LP (got this on vinyl a while back) isn't as exciting as the cover
images via the ever-crucial continuo's
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