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Brandi Shearer's show, last night: a rainy Sunday in SF

Posted by The Bay Area Crew, January 28, 2008 01:08pm | Post a Comment

Well, holy shit. I got to go out to a show last night. Did Hell freeze over?

I mean, "It was a dark and stormy night ..."

As some of you know, I don't get out much. Too very chronically sick, too very tired, too very many things that make it impossible to travel across town - much less across the bay. I mean, damn, maybe if we had something more like the Paris Metro instead of the wallet-breaking Bart (see bart.gov, out of towners, see the pathetic the bit of land it covers, down Market Street or Mission Street as if the rest of the city doesn't exist - and see the prices one pays for such paltry service.)

I could make my way around, with decent public transportation if it existed. Erm, most days.

But even the beloved and precious to me Paris Metro couldn't do a thing about the fact that I feel constantly as if I'm first day out of the hospital after a long stay for serious pneumonia. I'm quick to exhaust, wobbly baby deer legs, you name it. But I have a big brother who loves music.

My big brothers Kevin and Brian were instrumental in where I ended up today. Yes, I spent my childhood with a transistor radio glued to my ear, running it up the AM and FM in search of anything, which back then meant pure magic like Gladys Knight & The Pips. But it was my brothers' voluminous collection of vinyl records that brought me above what was easily found on the radios. Lest I forget, I am eternally grateful to my beautiful sister Jill who introduced me to the B-52's when I was 11, and my brother Scott who brought to me gems like Madman Across the Water, and Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy from Elton John. I eventually graduated to a clock radio which was heavier to hold against my head but did sound better, and a bit later on had my own turntable and a generous donation of vinyl spanning big band jazz LPs, Tom Jones 45s on the Parrot label ... to Jesus Christ Superstar from my beloved Godmother, Aunt Helen.

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Dirty Dancing Live In Concert

Posted by phil blankenship, January 28, 2008 11:46am | Post a Comment
 




Vestron Video 5266

LIFE OF BRIAN: THE IMMACULATE EDITION DVD

Posted by Billyjam, January 28, 2008 09:30am | Post a Comment
Thanks to reading the resourceful Movies/New Releases section of this Amoeba Music website, I learned ahead of time that there will be a special new edition DVD reissue of the classic Monty Python movie Life of Brian being released tomorrow, January 29th, titled Monty Python's Life of Brian - The Immaculate Edition.

This new DVD release of the hilarious Terry Jones directed 1979 Monty Python film starring John Cleese, Graham Chapman, Terry Gilliam, Eric Idle, Terry Jones, and many others, is not the first time it has been released on VHS or DVD over the years, but this new 2 DVD reissue includes some extra bonus "immaculate" additions not seen before.

Life of Brian is so worth watching if you have never seen it before or watching again if you have already seen it. Life of Brian is the Monty Python crew at their comedic very best with a film budget to really stretch out their already hilarious TV sketches. Basically the plot outline is that "Brian," who is a lot like Jesus, is constantly getting confused with JC. Brian, who was born on the original Christmas and in the stable right next door to the Messiah, ends up spending most of his life being mistaken for the messiah. 

The movie is chock full of memorable (and oft imitated) parts. The two clips below include the movie's crucifixion, ending when all break into song (always look on the bright side of life) and the hilarious scene where Brian, the reluctant messiah, is being chased by his devoted mob up the hill, where he encounters the holy man in the hole who has sworn to silence for 18 years.

Tomorrow (Jan 29th) the new Monty Python's Life of Brian - The Immaculate Edition will be available at Amoeba Music in the DVD section. Ask if you have any difficulty finding it.

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Joshua

Posted by phil blankenship, January 27, 2008 11:58pm | Post a Comment
 



Magnum Home Entertainment 3140

sulla strada, capitolo due

Posted by Whitmore, January 27, 2008 06:11pm | Post a Comment
Dreaming on a tour can only twist your waking hours...

In the morning before our long drive to Florence, guitarist Lyman woke dreaming of zombies and a world segregated into vegetarian and constantly hungry, brain-eating zombies. Violinist Julie had a terrible dream about a job interview and making spreadsheets, in her words "a wasted dream" while traveling in Italy. Violist Heather keeps on dreaming of tasty meats, smoked sides of ham, pigeon pies
and cornish hens.

On the long drive from Naples to Florence it was my turn to dream twistedly. I snoozed in the sun in the van until the clouds rolled in and the temperature dropped, I woke up cold and confused and with a massive headache. I dreamt I worked at Ikea and I was up for a promotion, but first I had to pass a physical. The attending nurse detected that my spinal fluid was low, so she hooked me up to an IV and inserted a spinal tap.  While I laid there in bent discomfort, friends and acquaintances came by and rubbed my fore head. At one point someone started singing quietly in my ear, I looked up to find Bjork smiling down at me.

But its my brain in my waking hours that keeps on gyrating as if dreaming...

I assumed from the very beginning that the disappearance of our luggage was no accident, that it must have been 'displaced' on purpose, on the sly. Perhaps an inside job? (Remember- there are no coincidences). Were we the guinea pigs to a sinister Karl Rove, mind control, kind of plot? Secret governments/ organization/ syndicates trying to pin some international crime on us -just because they can!- an act accomplished by simply doctoring and packing our bags, guitars, toothpaste with something only evil-doers would pack. But something I've learned, the hard way, on the mean streets of LA, driving those wretchedly cracked freeways, trying to share the road with gargantuan SUV's, gargantuan egos, and gargantuan film companies screwing up traffic at their will at every turn, (as if they built this entertainment capitol of the world!), for their precious movie shoots.

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