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They Call Me The Mercenary #10

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Celebrity Sighting - Diego Luna

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This week I had the pleasure of spotting Mexican actor Diego Luna in our fair store.  Remember him from Y Tu Mama Tambien?  That was such a gorgeous movie. Before I knew it, I was assisting Corrie in ringing him up!  For the curious, he bought mostly DVDs, including Eastern Promises (buffing up for harvey milk gay san francisco moscone the life and times of harvey milkthis weekend's Oscars, no doubt!) and was super sweet.  I pretended I didn't know who he was, and I am positive he realized I was pretending not to know who he was.  Agh.  He winked at Corrie when she handed him his bag and the end of the counter.  What a heartbreaker!

Luna is in town shooting Gus Van Sant's upcoming Harvey Milk biopic, Milk.  In addition to Luna, it's also reporthe life and times of harvey milk dvdted to star the likes of Sean Penn and James Franco.  I've seen them filming up and down Castro St. recently.  The street has been lined with old cars and camera equipment.  That movie will be Oscar bait next year, no doubt.

If you haven't already checked it out, now is the time to see the amazing documentary The Times of Harvey Milk.  It is a phenomenal, moving film.  I'm extremely interested to see just how Van Sant thinks he can top it with a fictionalized scripted film.  I will have to revisit The Times of Harvey Milk myself before Milk is out.

Haunted by the Brutal Splendor of old 45's, #2

Posted by Whitmore, February 23, 2008 10:46am | Post a Comment
With daylight, reason returned and gone was the previous night's debauchery, but both the sentiment of horror and remorse remained in regards to the conversations I elicited with … the Voice. Guilt, was it guilt I suffered? The voice’s disparaging remarks about 45’s and my love for such trivial objects. But I found myself sharing the same odious views! How can that be? I needed to convince myself, somehow, that my soul survived untouched by the experience. Again I felt obliged to plunge headlong into excess; quickly I made myself a triple espresso, straight-no chaser of cream, as I had to focus on the tasks of the day: a new blog.

Anyway, back to reality, here are some more 45 company sleeves from around the world.

Kidnapped

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Virgin Vision 70021

Haunted by the Brutal Splendor of old 45's

Posted by Whitmore, February 22, 2008 08:28am | Post a Comment
Convinced myself, I seek not to convince. But … a lone voice hesitated, yawned and, resonating a bit like Johnny Cash’s sonorous tone, drew closer to my ear. It geared down again to yet a lower, darker pitch, whispering something vague and unclear, a perfect combination of ambiguity and prophecy. The words eased the whiskey, my drunkenness. Entranced, my brain re-gathered just enough focus. Then, like a balmy zephyr blowing from a high desert squall, the voice crawled across my face, into my ear, into my head, breathing heat and sighing, little by little reminding me of the brutal splendor there is in … 7 inch 45’s. “You listen to a record for just a couple of minutes” the voice murmured, “and then you have to get back up, flip the son of a bitch over. Two and a half, three minutes vanish so quickly these days … It’s just wicked and brutal, don’t you think, don’t you know?” And then the voice added, wistfully, one more thing, almost as an afterthought, “Nevermore.”
That’s all. The voice also said something about pandemics, government corruption and fear, but I pretty much ignored the serious stuff. Since it’s been a while, I think it’s time to write about the little record with the big hole! So let’s start with some record company sleeves from around the world.



































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