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I guess the Scientologists ganked the Ebay listing, but here's what you needed to see.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
music: live thursday
some of my favorite songs of recent vintage, live
TV on the Radio: Young Liars (showbox seattle)
quality is so-so, but what a performance.
Wolf Parade: I'll Believe in Anything (showbox seattle)
Arcade Fire: Wake Up (french TV)
clap your hands say yeah: By The Skin of My Yellow Country Teeth
serena-maneesh: Drain Cosmetics
I can't find anything live (maybe cause they're Norwegian), but here's a 'music video'
Spoon: The Beast and Dragon Adored (austin city limits)
TV on the Radio: Young Liars (showbox seattle)
quality is so-so, but what a performance.
Wolf Parade: I'll Believe in Anything (showbox seattle)
Arcade Fire: Wake Up (french TV)
clap your hands say yeah: By The Skin of My Yellow Country Teeth
serena-maneesh: Drain Cosmetics
I can't find anything live (maybe cause they're Norwegian), but here's a 'music video'
Spoon: The Beast and Dragon Adored (austin city limits)
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
why the internet rules
one of my boxing pals had a bad experience with a mover- he arrived at his new home to find the truck with all his belongings was lagging a week behind. His interactions with the company being unsatisfactory, he took his case to the internet...where the van line was found guilty by the readers of his blog.

HAH.
Further details of his trials and tribulations can be found here.
And he recommends this interesting site on avoiding moving scams. I learned a few things!
HAH.
Further details of his trials and tribulations can be found here.
And he recommends this interesting site on avoiding moving scams. I learned a few things!
taco trucks
Along the lines of that one site where the dude wants to rate every taco stand in LA, this one shines a light on the Taco Trucks of the East Bay.
Monday, August 28, 2006
movies : Pirates & Sunshine
After weeks of subtle and not-so-subtle conniving, the wife lured me into the theater to check out the Pirates of the Caribbean sequel.
I'm usually down on sequels because they usually suck ass.
The only reason they exist is to make money off a built-in audience who crave more of whatever magic the original delivered, said delivery in a sequel being severely compromised by corporate terror of changing anything in a formula that works.
Any big budget film is a triumph of cash over creativity and in a sequel situation the table is rigged even more ridiculously in favor of the of the house.
Taking all that into account, I had a good time with Pirates II.
In fact, on first pass I liked it better than its predecessor. The oceanic undead crew of Davy Jones routed the snore-inducing zombie pirates of the first flick, and with so much screen time in each dedicated to the opposition this was a major improvement.
A good summer watch, even if I waited until the tail end of the season to catch it.
On to a real movie, Little Miss Sunshine.
We caught this one during our midwest swing, at the gorgeous Michigan Theater in Ann Arbor (the only town we visited with any signs of cultural life obvious to a touristy sort).
Great flick, I recommend it to everyone.
It's an interesting hybrid.
The underlying structure could not be more mainstream Hollywood- family undergoes journey of discovery (the 'journey' being made explicit via that hoary cinema cliche, the road trip), obstacles are overcome, lessons are learned and everything is neatly wrapped up in the appropriately heartwarming finale.
But that hackneyed Syd Field structure is populated by living, breathing (and excellently acted & written) characters, and utterly free from the creative straightjacket imposed by the corporate studio system currently suffocating mainstream American cinema.
It's a mainstream Hollywood family drama re-imagined by people with talent, which supports my long-held belief that nothing's wrong with Hollywood that locking up the suits and letting genuinely creative people operate free of focus groups and corporate meddling wouldn't fix.
I'm usually down on sequels because they usually suck ass.
The only reason they exist is to make money off a built-in audience who crave more of whatever magic the original delivered, said delivery in a sequel being severely compromised by corporate terror of changing anything in a formula that works.
Any big budget film is a triumph of cash over creativity and in a sequel situation the table is rigged even more ridiculously in favor of the of the house.
Taking all that into account, I had a good time with Pirates II.
In fact, on first pass I liked it better than its predecessor. The oceanic undead crew of Davy Jones routed the snore-inducing zombie pirates of the first flick, and with so much screen time in each dedicated to the opposition this was a major improvement.
A good summer watch, even if I waited until the tail end of the season to catch it.
On to a real movie, Little Miss Sunshine.
We caught this one during our midwest swing, at the gorgeous Michigan Theater in Ann Arbor (the only town we visited with any signs of cultural life obvious to a touristy sort).
Great flick, I recommend it to everyone.
It's an interesting hybrid.
The underlying structure could not be more mainstream Hollywood- family undergoes journey of discovery (the 'journey' being made explicit via that hoary cinema cliche, the road trip), obstacles are overcome, lessons are learned and everything is neatly wrapped up in the appropriately heartwarming finale.
But that hackneyed Syd Field structure is populated by living, breathing (and excellently acted & written) characters, and utterly free from the creative straightjacket imposed by the corporate studio system currently suffocating mainstream American cinema.
It's a mainstream Hollywood family drama re-imagined by people with talent, which supports my long-held belief that nothing's wrong with Hollywood that locking up the suits and letting genuinely creative people operate free of focus groups and corporate meddling wouldn't fix.
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