It’s not very often that I want to watch a movie. But when I do decide it’s time to waste two hours of my life on pure entertainment, it really pisses me off when I have to spend another half hour searching through EVERY GODDAMN BOX IN THE CLOSET and I STILL can’t find fucking Victor/Victoria. 75% of the VHS tapes in those boxes will NEVER BE WATCHED AGAIN, and I just sifted through them all.
OMG. WTF. All I want is my goddamn movie. Aargh!
Settle down, Beavis…
I don’t remember what age I was when it occurred to me that some men like other men instead of liking women. I’m sure it must have been the movie Victor/Victoria that introduced me to the concept; it was (and is) a favorite of my Mom’s, and it was released in 1982. I don’t remember ever being creeped out by the idea, though, even when AIDS became widely known in the eighties, and everyone associated the condition with gay men.
I didn’t actually *know* an openly gay person until I was in high school. (At least, not that I was aware of.) Tim was a co-worker of my Mom’s, and I got to meet him and hang out with him quite a bit during high school. Tim was freaking cool: he had a few cats, he listened to Peter Gabriel and Ravi Shankar, he had an awesome huge five-foot-tall cactus that wore sunglasses and a hat, and I just remember him being generally fun to be around. Some of his friends called him “Timberly,” although I’m afraid that, for awhile, I knew him mainly as “my gay friend Tim.”
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Playing 20 questions with Darth is quite amusing. I stumped him once by thinking of a banana, but he guessed my second item, a sewing machine, in only 18 questions.
This will be a fun time-waster in the future…
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Neither myself nor Aaron had ever gotten to see Lou Barlow live before this show. (Lou Barlow = Folk Implosion, Sebadoh, Sentridoh, Kids soundtrack… remember the song “Natural One” from the late 90’s?) Being a giant fan of Lou, and wanting to support the Hannelore Barlow charity tour, we bought ourselves tickets and headed out to Coventry.
Anyway, he performed back in March at the Grog Shop and, despite my less-than-stellar Tegan and Sara results, I brought my trusty lomo along. This was one of the two shots of Lou that I got; after a while, I realized that they weren’t really going to come out well, and I gave up on snapping pictures and just enjoyed the show.
No, I haven’t found the leaked album. But it’s not for lack of trying.
It’s late, so this will be kind of disjointed, but I wanted to get my first thoughts written down.
I was surfing through my blogroll, hitting sites I hadn’t hit in a while, when I surfed over to Bob Mould‘s blog. He’s been promising us a guitar-driven album for a while now—several years, in fact—and, lo and behold, Body of Song is finally due for release next month! I also learned from Bob’s blog that the album had been leaked.
Which, of course, set me to trying to find it.
I did manage to find it on Soulseek, but the guy logged off before I could get ANY of it. Now, you watch: I’ll wake up in the morning and Aaron will have read this and downloaded a torrent of it overnight. [No, wait, there it is. Only 3.5 KB/sec, but it’s going. I’ll have it by the time Aaron gets home.]
Anyway, I did find a couple of sanctioned tracks: (Shine Your) Light Love Hope, and Paralyzed.
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