This so-called misspent youth of mine seems to dwell in 1987 quite a bit. Is it because that was the year I misspent the most? Hell no, it's because the music kicked ass! In early 1987, I listened to two radio stations more than any others: WLIR and WQHT. Back then QHT hadn't insulted any dead people and was called Hot 103, which looks very awkward so long after the flip where QHT became Hot 97 and the country station of the day moved up the dial to take over that frequency, but before that bizzare day were the days when one song dominated both of my favorite stations. Suburbia by Pet Shop Boys.
Oh, how I love Pet Shop Boys. They had the coolest glasses and I loved the whole brooding straight-faced no dancing around thing. Aside from just enjoying the hell out of their music, listening to their songs inspired all sorts of stories that I'm not going to get into now, but everyone was some variation of ass-kicking spy and I miss those days when I didn't bother fact-checking my fiction, I just wrote and wrote and it didn't matter if all my characters were around the same age and everyone ended up related, because when the 12" single of this song (Or Opportunities, or--pfft, anything they ever did) came on, all was right in the land of chaos. I guess you had to be there.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Songs of My Misspent Youth: Suburbia
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Thursday, February 26, 2009
Bring The Pokémon!
A few movie nights ago Mum pulls out this bag of seemingly harmless popcorn. Yet halfway into the movie I began to get sleepy and hear music in my head. Never mind that I was wearing my radio and it was totally late.
I woke up with numbers scribbled on my face in a clockwise fashion with a magic marker. Judging by the way my nose threw a shadow on the four, I was facing entirely the wrong direction.
...I know, I totally would have expected pudding to do this, right?
Bring The Pokémon!
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Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The Bronx Diet
It's a well-known fact that The Bronx rose up out of the oceans of time as farmland. The ancient first Americans--Aquehung to the girls in the park--knew how to eat, as evidenced by their inability to die of cholesterol. Only the bullets of mad canoeists such as Jonas Bronck and cowboys were able to halt the immortality of early Bronxites.
So I was thinking, why hasn't the ancient knowledge of the fruits of the Earth been passed down to the humans milling about now? Why indeed. I must end this.
Food is all around: Due to its vast farming history, the soil of The Bronx is rife with the seeds of food. If it grows out of the ground it will make you feel good when you eat it. It is a fact. The magical mushrooms which sprout from the mercury-laden soil is rich in poisonous hallucinogens, perfect for those unable to buy both food AND drugs. Keeps the kids quiet and turns any long-time spouse into something fresh and interesting!
A river runs through it: There is no lack of interesting things to drink in The Bronx! The flavorful waters of the coincidentally-named Bronx River are just water to be drunk. But if water rats have bred in is not your thing, there are Snapple dispensers on every corner, full of tasty delights. Spicy Hobo Urine can be found bottled in the tall grasses on special days of the week. Check with your neighbor if they've found any, don't let them hoard it all!
Soup's on: Dandelions are just dandy! The entire entity known as the humble dandelion can be eaten, and you will not only lose forty pounds of fluids but you will be unwilling to taste anything but the fiery bitterness of the dandelion leaf. Waiting for the cottony phase of the dandelion yields delightful candy for junior!
Something On The Side: Drug stores are within crawling distance of every pavement for quick veggie side dishes known as chips. Here the humble potato has already cut itself into handy mouth-sized slices of crunchiness after mating with the local favorite onion and mineral sour cream.
Looks good on your face, too: Dollar stores are treasure troves of friendly garnish. Natural crystals formations known as lipstick are delicious when sliced over a salad of dandelion greens and raw morchella esculenta!
Not all things found in The Bronx are edible. Some things, such as automobiles, were dropped by wild birds and should not be ingested. If found, police should also be abstained from on account of their high doughnut and caffeine content. Rainbow water, commonly found in parking lots and along garages, will give you shiny hair but you will most likely be dead of indigestion before noticing.
I hope these handy eating tips make 2009 a healthier year and teach you self-reliance in case you ever get off the bus at the wrong stop and need to survive on wits alone until rescued. Soon even you will be giving a big cheer to the delectable cuisine of The Bronx!
Mangia.
The Bronx Diet
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Oscar, Oscar, Oscar
Must I chime in with my opinions on who should win an Oscar? No, but here goes anyway!
Of the supporting actress nominees, I've only seen Taraji P. Henson in Benjamin Button so I'm hoping she does well because I loved her and thought her character was one of the best in the whole movie.
If Heath Ledger does not win best supporting actor I will eat a selection of my hats.
Kate Winslet needs her Oscar. It's not fair they haven't given her one yet, and The Reader is frikkin' fantastic. Of course I love Angelina Jolie too, and Changeling was amazing, so that is the only substitute I will accept, but Angie's already got an Oscar, so I'm sticking with Winslet. I will blubber when she wins, because I've loved her since Sense And Sensibility and I think I've made my point.
I'm leaving best actor up to the fates because I get the feeling Mickey Rourke is going to win but I haven't seen The Wrestler so I don't know.
I haven't seen all the best picture nominees, but of the ones I've seen Slumdog Millionaire wins everything. Just because.
I'm torn on cinematography and editing because I thought all the nominees did well, and I'm not even touching best song this year because I ♥ Peter Gabriel but I also ♥ the songs from Slumdog Millionaire so...I guess I'm not picking too many of these, eh? Why wasn't the song from Australia nominated? Why wasn't the song from Bolt nominated, for that matter?
Bolt was the only animated film I saw of the nominees so therefore it must win and why wasn't Wanted up for visual effects or editing? It's up for sound, what was the sound doing all by itself? Whooshing through the air in an arc?
Oh no, I'm getting the Oscar headache already....
Oscar, Oscar, Oscar
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Songs of My Misspent Youth: Lose Your Love
I first saw the video for Lose Your Love by Blancmange in early 1986 and it fascinated me. Okay, I was a kid, I giggled, aware that dudes throwing things and possessing twirling feet were maybe not fun to be around in real life but Blancmange made freaking out look so damn fun. The song stuck with me and of course I went on to find most Blancmange songs frikkin' rule, however it took some 15 years to meet up with another Blancmange fan and today is his birthday...in my time zone anyway.
It's also my youngest cousin's birthday today, and although I doubt very much she'll be checking my blog out any time soon, this video was one her dad, her Zamma, and I watched over and over again way back before her name was even picked out. Mainly because I kept rewinding the tape and wouldn't let anyone leave my room until they'd fully appreciated the greatness of this video.
Songs of My Misspent Youth: Lose Your Love
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