Thursday, January 26, 2012

RuPaul, Florida, Maude, & More

Good Golly.

A friend of mine posted this, which is good enough by itself.



That however led me on a 20 minute hunt for the Me & My Shadow routine - which sure isn't labeled very well. Fanboys! Work on your metadata! This, my friends, is genius. And even includes a Hitchcock reference!



(Start the proceedings at the 11 minute mark or just click here to skip all the preceding skits)

In conclusion, a lovely Wednesday night was had by all.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Johnnys Guitar







God, I love this movie.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Sailing Away

(I like this picture because it's what my mom would look like as a black woman)

Of all the Etta James obits, Hilton Also wrote my favorite: here. It's just the right amount of over-the-top - something Ms. James certainly was.

...but is talent enough if one has been continually unloved by those unreliable specimens, other people? That was what her big sound was about—a deafening cry in the wilderness of her unconquerable loneliness. She was fat: with drugs, food, incredible technical skill. But nothing could fill her up. All she could do was try to expel—shake off—some of the evening’s exertions (looking for dope on a more or less daily basis amounts to a job in itself) in the recording studio, where she sang a kind of speeded up blues, which I do not associate with R.&B. so much as it being just James’s singing, a variation of a sound I’ve heard all my life: black mothers calling down from various tenement windows for their children to come on in and eat their supper, or take some kind of nourishment, emotional and otherwise.

Anyway, here she is doing one of the handful of Randy Newman songs I like.


One thing I always like about this song is that no matter who does it (you'd expect it of Linda Ronstadt) they sort of leave out the irony.

In Conclusion, here's one of those b-sides from her best album, the Muscle Shoals one. Historically, this is one I highlight.



Rest in Peace, Etta. Thanks for the good times.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Snow Day!


Yeah whatever, not much snow really.

But still. You know how after Christmas you buy yourself all the stuff you wanted? And the mega-online retailer delivers them right before the type of Saturday where you're happy to not leave the house all day?

Bring it, Culture.

Friday, January 20, 2012

I Need To Re-examine My Whole Childhood

As if the name "Fist-O" wasn't enough.



Life sure was confusing in the 80s.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Oh, Hello

This has made the rounds, but, you know, far be it from me not to re-post something Lionel Ritchie-related.

Hello from ant1mat3rie on Vimeo.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Invisibles Mother

Did you guys know this was a thing?

Back in they day, when you would take your baby to ye olde Sears to get its picture taken, the mom would done a Klan-like cloak and be in the picture as well, propping up the little weak-necked tot.

I had no idea.

They're really kinda creepy.

Some more than others.
Huh.
In conclusion, there are more here if you want to see. The end.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

El Mexi-cation mas bueno

I like America and all, what I know is true is that I had a great vacation in Mexico, and ever since I got back, I've had a bad cold. Whatevs.

What did we did? Well, at our stop in Northern California, we went kiwi picking.

Who knew? They grow on TREES.

Then, thankfully, we got to Mexico.

We had bloody maries with pico de gallo on top! Best BM ever.

Pina Coladas! Poolside.

More poolside! No Molesta!
Also? Ceviche that I would marry if it was legal. Legal Seafood, that is. Que?

And, infinity pools for afternoon cocktails.
In Conclusion: Vacation 1, Back to Work 0.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

¡Bring it!

That's right. Frozen with salt and pool, por favor.

Sunday, January 1, 2012