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Showing posts with label The Beatles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Beatles. Show all posts
Monday, July 12, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Frank Sinatra - Maureen is a Champ
This is pretty adorable. The Beatles asked Frank Sinatra to record a version of "Lady is a Tramp" about Ringo's wife Maureen, for her birthday. Hence, Maureen is a Champ. As far as I know, there's only one record in existence of it, but here's a bootleg. Enjoy!
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
The Beatles - Helter Skelter
So I went out to a sports bar last night to watch Game 3 of the NBA Finals with a buddy of mine, and our waitress at one point said "I got a blister on my finger," to which I couldn't help but reply with a Helter Skelter joke. And then nothing. So I went home and found my girlfriend was watching Glee. I am telling you guys, this music snobbery is a lonely existence.
(And I realize this exact clip has already appeared on our blog place.)
(And I realize this exact clip has already appeared on our blog place.)
Friday, October 2, 2009
The Beatles - Helter Skelter
Their new Rock Band game just came out. Whatever. I'd play it if someone had it.
Susan Atkins just died. In Vincent Bugliosi's book, she easily comes out as the second worst human being, with only Manson being more despicable. I don't really care about this bitch either.
No, I want to talk about Roman Polanski. If you were going to make a movie about a fictional artist who is constantly suffering, you might start with having him escape the Holocaust. Then he might leave Communist Poland. And then, and this shit would probably be rejected as just too ridiculous, you could have his wife and unborn child brutally butchered for some insane, random reason. Then you'd come up with an ending, I don't know, maybe he kills himself and the audience leaves the theater wanting to slit their
wrists, or maybe after a long period of mourning he meets someone else and has a child and wins an Oscar and becomes beloved but never forgets those who he lost. But here's what you wouldn't do - you wouldn't have him turn out to be a disgusting old lech who, one night, plies a 13-year-old girl with quaaludes and champagne and then rapes her. And then he flees to Paris to escape justice, becomes part of the intelligentsia there and makes a series of mostly so-so movies since he's cloistered away from Hollywood money and influence. Because you'd lose the audience's sympathy, and what would be the point of that?
Yeah, fuck that guy.
Susan Atkins just died. In Vincent Bugliosi's book, she easily comes out as the second worst human being, with only Manson being more despicable. I don't really care about this bitch either.
No, I want to talk about Roman Polanski. If you were going to make a movie about a fictional artist who is constantly suffering, you might start with having him escape the Holocaust. Then he might leave Communist Poland. And then, and this shit would probably be rejected as just too ridiculous, you could have his wife and unborn child brutally butchered for some insane, random reason. Then you'd come up with an ending, I don't know, maybe he kills himself and the audience leaves the theater wanting to slit their
wrists, or maybe after a long period of mourning he meets someone else and has a child and wins an Oscar and becomes beloved but never forgets those who he lost. But here's what you wouldn't do - you wouldn't have him turn out to be a disgusting old lech who, one night, plies a 13-year-old girl with quaaludes and champagne and then rapes her. And then he flees to Paris to escape justice, becomes part of the intelligentsia there and makes a series of mostly so-so movies since he's cloistered away from Hollywood money and influence. Because you'd lose the audience's sympathy, and what would be the point of that?Yeah, fuck that guy.
Friday, June 5, 2009
The Beatles - Eleanor Rigby
I'll finish the train trifecta later but first, it's my wife's birthday today, so here's a dude doing "Eleanor Rigby" in sign language:
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
The Beatles - Long, Long, Long
It would be remiss of me to not extend the theme from today's earlier post with this tribute. George Harrison would have turned 66 today. This is one of his songs.
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