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----Artist and d.l. Kier Cooke Sandvik made some drawings based on the images in this post, and you can see them here.
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p.s. Hey. ** Jax, Hi, pal. I still haven't been able to load the Authonomy site, but my computer is an old jalopy. Anyway, I will ask my editor at HP/Harper Collins his opinion of the site's usefulness when I correspond with him next. ** Dandysweets, Thanks so much for the weekend, my friend. It was great and lively, and you rule. Redlands, CA, hunh, that's basically where I spent my one year at university. Why on earth was your friend there? It's not exactly scenic. ** David Ehrenstein, Yeah, fingers crossed if not fused re: the Honore thing. There would have been a lot more vice in Miami if I'd had that show's reins. Glad you got your site safely through the computer crash, scary. ** Tosh, Hey there, Tosh. Thanks much for venturing out to the Soup when you didn't have to. Hope you're doing super swell. ** Esther Planas, Maybe Paul killed him, and then Paul was killed to keep his mouth shut, which would be a reason to start up the whole Paul is Dead conspiracy theory again because I kind of miss it. ** Michael Karo, Sounds so nice. I'm going to pretend that if I'd been there, it would have gotten ugly. Welcome home. ** Statictick, The Cartoon Network, that's cool. Wow, you maybe saw your ex-? That's kind of intense, no? Or have you guys made some kind of amends? ** Pilgarlic, Hey. Oh, thanks, about the advice thing. I try. The Mexican place does have superb hot sauce, in fact. They make it for you fresh while you wait for your order. I hope you're right about the 'Alien' mutation. I'm skeptical that R. Scott can get his mojo back. It just seems to be completely gone. But, yeah, really hope so. ** Math, So, there it is up there. And thanks for the reminder about Kier's drawings, a primo add. So, I don't think I even need to ask if SF is feeling like home to you. Cool. It's really sunshiney here too. It's shield your eyes kind of sunny. But not 73 degrees. But that's okay. ** Allesfliesst, 'Hamlet's' cool. I'm a 'King Lear' guy myself. I'm guessing you've knocked off that 16th page by now and are skipping around your apartment. Yesterday, I was looking out the window at the kids playing in the park's playground, and this boy literally starting skipping around out of what was obviously pure bliss. Holy crap, to be that happy. ** Bernard Welt, Tura Satana died? I haven't seen that anywhere on the news. Sad. RIP: TS. ** Steevee, I feel like I know Michael Madsen's work. Is that possible? In any case, I'll definitely see if I can see that documentary anywhere. Sounds fascinating. Thanks, S! ** Jon Reiss, Hi, John. Most of the LHotB NYC events already happened a week or two ago, but Lonely Christopher is reading (w/ Dale Peck) at the Brooklyn Library on March 31st. If other events happen in the meantime, I'll let you know. Pie shop does sound better. In my LA neighborhood, there's a House of Pies, and I used to see Kenneth Anger in there a lot madly writing a script or something. I did read the Nash interview, and it was extremely interesting. Kudos. I never enjoy pix of myself 'cos I'm weird, but that one classed me up, yeah, thank you. ** Wolf, 'Brighton Rock', oh right, Brighton. I saw it before I fully realized that Brighton wasn't a misspelled adjective. I don't think there's been a Joy Division Day. It seems like I would remember that if it had existed. So, a collaborative JD Appreciation Day, hm, yeah. I did that once with David Lynch, and it worked out pretty well. Okay, I'll put out a call for JD stuff, maybe tomorrow if I can organize my thoughts by then. Yeah, sure, cool. Good idea, Wolfster. ** David, Hey. I always think the only real difference between the dead and living blogs is that the quotient of pornography on this one is about 80% less. But, hm, interesting. Well, Esther Planas gave her opinion on the Lennon/ Sutcliffe thing earlier on in the comments. I don't know about the comments succeeding yours yet. ** Sypha, Somebody here years ago was going to do a Stuart Sutcliffe Day for the blog, but it never happened, and I don't recall who the offer came from. ** Bill, It's, well, not summery exactly here, but it's pretty enough to make one feel a little guilty. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, Ben. Oh, thanks so much for the lovely 'Jerk' review, man! Everyone, _B_A aka Ben Robinson has reviewed the recent 'Jerk' show in Edinburgh for The Skinny, and you can peek at it early on right now. ** Chris Cochrane, Hey, C. Awesome re: the productive weekend! My weekend was sort of somewhere in between restful and productive, I guess. Between you and me, I'm getting a little irked that no one (other than you) has responded to my last 'Them' email, but ... whatever, I guess. ** Andrew, Hey. I say 'good' is too good for 'A Single Man', but it's a kind of a divider of a movie. No, I've never seen Lindsey Kemp's 'Flowers'. I've seen little clips of Kemp's stuff. Do you recommend 'Flowers'? ** Chilly Jay Chill, Hi, Jeff. Wanting to cram in a lot is totally natural, and, for my money, not such a bad way to go if you don't mind having a labor intensive editing and refining process ahead of you. As you get used to writing in the novel form, your instincts do develop some instinctual preventative methods that help you not go too far in the outermost directions. I think if the novel is asking you to normalize it, don't worry too much. My guess is that, having come from a more experimental outlay, the novel will probably retain an adventurousness, albeit in a more subtle and ingrained way. As for me, sure, I have to reign in experiments quite a bit because the reader's attention span always has to be at least half of the guiding principle, and while fucking with the conventions of the average attention span is important, you're always working under its spell. If things are bogging the novel down or creating a repetitive vibe, lose them, and save what you've lost for something else. You have to let the novel adjust your standards. I wouldn't worry. ** L@rstonovich, Hey, man. I've never seen that Soderberg doc. Need to. I was really lucky to be in the Downtown performance scene in the days when you could see Spalding Gray perform a lot, both his own stuff and with the Wooster Group. Yeah, top notch, that guy. I will find it, and I will jump. Thanks, L. ** MANCY, Cool on the good w/ you stuff, but I hope you don't get or sicker if you already are, obviously. ** Misanthrope, Hey, G. Haven't seen either one of those shows, of course. I just know that what's-his-butt ... Duchovny is in 'Californication' and that the Red Hot Chili Peppers sued unsuccessfully re: the title having been stolen from them. And that it's 'edgy'. Biebz is so everywhere that he was even nb's Facebook avatar the last time I checked. ** Creative Massacre, Hey. Yeah, the Black Eyed Peas are all into futuristic fake, overblown tech these days. I never liked them. They just like musical market analysts to me. Excellent new food shots, pal. Everyone, there's new, scrumptiliumptious food on Creative Massacre's bloggish plate, and you're invited to window shop. I don't know anything about that iStock thing, but certainly sounds like it's worth investigating, yeah. ** Jeff, Hi, Jeff. I'm doing okay. Glad to hear you are too. No, I don't actually think I know Marco Corbelli's work, at least by name. I'll find out and then listen if I don't Thanks for the link. Everyone, d.l. Jeff passes along a site featuring interviews, sounds, and info re: the late music artist Marco Corbelli aka Atrax Morgue, so if you're an admirer or want to learn about him, go here. I'll go spend some time with those interviews when I get done here. Thanks again! ** Inthemostpeculiarway, Hi, man. Oh, I've settled for Lifetime movies in my lifetime too. I'm sure we all have. Ah, the old blind, tormented girl storyline, sure. Back when gay porn movies had complicated, odd plots in the 1970s, there was an especially weird one where the main star/twink was blind and lived in the middle of the forest for some bizarre reason, and, of course, he got tormented and 'raped' by hunky lumberjacks and forest rangers and stuff and was finally rescued by a twinky hiker who was deaf, and they fell instantly in love and had romantic, disabled person sex and ... the End. Slush is crazy making, for sure. No, I don't know Barbara Gowdy. "Falling Angels' isn't the most tempting title. So, is the book good? My weekend: Instead of the Superbowl, we had this big international rugby tournament or something going on here, and I guess it was France vs. Scotland because there were guys wearing tartan skirts all over the city, and after Scotland lost the match on Saturday night, you could hear the sound of mournful bagpipes music being played by sad Scottish guys all over Paris, I'm not kidding. Yury really wants to see 'Black Swan', and he wants me to go with him when it opens this week, so I guess I'll end up seeing it after all. I'm scared. So, Kiddiepunk and Oscar and I finally ate at that Mexican restaurant El Nopal, although it's just a tiny storefront, so it's more of a take-way kind of place. Anyway, the food was totally delicious and actually Mexican, and they speak perfect English, and they make the tortillas and salsa and guacamole by hand and to order. I had an excellent veggie burrito and quesadilla, and K&O had tacos and chips/ guacamole. I'm going to be a regular. I'm a happier person now. I worked with Gisele for a long time on 'Last Spring' prequel piece at our studio in Point Ephemere, this cool alternative art center not too far from where I live. I saw the boy mannequin/robot star for the first time and got to watch him blink and breathe and move his hand puppet. It's cool because he can blink and breathe normally, and we can make him blink wildly and breathe really hard to look really scared. We worked on him and on the set design, and we discussed my ideas for the text of the big 'Last Spring' maze piece, then a film crew arrived to film and interview us for Norwegian television. That took up most of yesterday. When I was home, I wrote a bit and did blog related stuff, and made plans via phone with some friends to see stuff -- the opening of the General Idea retrospective at the Museum of Modern Art, the band Wire in concert, this and that. I counted down the hours until we got our new TV, which arrived this morning and works perfectly, whew, and now Yury's off doing things and will pick up 'Epic Mickey' for me while he's out. I don't remember what else happened. Not much, probably. Okay, Monday, you, how's it going? ** The Dreadful Flying Glove, JY + cramming = well, I don't have to tell you, of all people. Stay in the shade, man. ** Bollo, Glad you survived the art loving hordes. Well, probably not 100% loving. Good, good on the recording. My weekend was okay enough, thank you. No hordes. Lots of drunk guys wearing kilts, though. ** Right. I'm kind of spaced out this morning. I hope that didn't impact my repartee too, too much. Today, you get an especially requested post from yesteryear. Hope it holds up. I'm going to go caffeinate myself now, if you don't mind. Later.
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