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Streets Of Fire - Saturday Midnight At The New Beverly Cinema!

Posted by phil blankenship, March 5, 2008 11:26pm | Post a Comment

Amoeba Music and Phil Blankenship are proud to present some of our film favorites at Los Angeles’ last full-time revival movie theater. See movies the way they're meant to be seen - on the big screen and with an audience!


Saturday March 8

A Rock & Roll Fable !

Walter Hill's
Streets of Fire

New Beverly Cinema
7165 W Beverly Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90036
(323) 938-4038
Midnight, $7

Heritage Day at the Heritage Square Museum

Posted by Eric Brightwell, March 5, 2008 03:20pm | Post a Comment
This past Sunday at the Heritage Square Museum in Highland Park it was L.A. Heritage Day, which I checked out, accompanied by the always scintillating Ngoc Nguyen. The Heritage Square Museum is a "living museum" made up of some Victorian buildings saved from impending demolition that was begun in the 1960s. All the homes were moved from their foundations and transported to their current home in Highland Park. Some of the buildings are still pretty rundown and, as money comes in, are restored. My sister and I used to play a game on road-trips where we'd try to spot rundown houses with trees poking through the roofs and cry out, "That's your honeymoon house!"  The idea is that honeymooning in a run-down house would be rather humorously outrageous. Of us siblings, only my sister has been married so far and I don't think she did end up honeymooning in a dilapidated mansion. Anyway, our parents responded by creating the "Quiet Contest."


        One of the more colorful Victorian homes.                              A Victorian teenager posing in front of the chapel.

Because of fire code, so the story goes, all of the second (and third, in the case of the hexagonal house) stories of these fine buildings are off limits except to the volunteers. One of the costumed guides complained how silly that was since there is no danger of fire in the homes. However, another guide said that two of the original buildings burned down after being moved to Heritage Square. Probably some punk kids out for kicks, but who knows?

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Thank you, Steve Malkmus

Posted by Miss Ess, March 5, 2008 12:36pm | Post a Comment
Today we have the illustrious Steve Malkmus and the Jicks playing on the Amoeba stage at 7pm!  I'm very excited about this.  I enjoy Pavement, his previous band.  My favorite track of theirs, Malkmus'   Range Life  touched my life in a time when I was looking for answers.  By that, I mean, I was living in a hippie town and for years couldn't pinpoint why exactly all these scraggly pseudo hippies made me so dang pissed off.  Malkmus allayed my anger merely by recognizing his own confusion when it comes to hippies in this track.  In honor of his appearance today here at Amoeba San Francisco, here is the video for Range Life:



And here's another track that expresses some ambivalence about proto yuppie hippes from his first and fabulous self titled solo album.  It's a live performance of "Jenny & the Ess Dog":

Gary Gygax R.I.P.

Posted by Mr. Chadwick, March 5, 2008 11:30am | Post a Comment
Billyjam beat me to the punch, but here's my tribute to the man...



So, we visited my parents this weekend.  Went to the Auto swapmeet, the Museum of Man, the Santee Drive-in & got a small box of items from my youth.  At the bottom of the box I found this pin...Can you make out the sword, wizard hat, bat and ghost?



This item must have been made in 1982-83.  I was a 7 year old D&D nut...Anyhow I went to check my email this morning and bumped into some saddening news.  The co-creator of my long lost love had passed on.  Gary Gygax died March 4th. His heath had been ailing for quite sometime...Here's a few of my favorites from my monster manual...






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Haunted by the Brutal Splendor of old 45's, #5

Posted by Whitmore, March 5, 2008 08:35am | Post a Comment

I am as derelict as any opium reveler’s after-dream and in this wizened condition I’m aware of only the shrill din of an entire city cracking. Maybe I sit too close to the sheer brink of ruin, and lunacy, and guzzling a couple of dozen shots of espresso - this morning’s tomfoolery- only raises the bedlam quotient. Nonetheless, early this afternoon I found my way to Amoeba, where now I’m standing, mostly decaffeinated, on my desk, peering out of my office window into the anxious mirrored eyes of the CNN building across the way, looming bluntly above the squat Hollywood landscape. Below me, a rush of emergency vehicles flies down Cahuenga, and through the Sunset Blvd intersection.

Something is going on
somewhere, and probably something big, but do I really need to know? During this whole dull, dark, and luckless day, when clouds hung oppressively low outside, they hung even lower in here. Working alone, pricing yet another dreary stretch of 1980’s 45’s, I found myself longing for something more; more grand, more scintillating, more psychedelic, funky or even French! Maybe Australian! Maybe tomorrow … I now know what it was, what first caught my eye and what originally troubled me about CNN’s massive edifice; a sense of insufferable gloom pervades its spirit, like Poe’s House of Usher, grappling with its own shadows and history and treacheries. And as I scan its glass façade, I see just a bit of me waving back in the reflection: is there more here, more than the eye can see? If questioning brings knowledge, and knowledge brings dread, what’s next?

And that’s why I thought you might like to see all these record company 45 sleeves from around the globe. And now, maybe, its time to return to the real world,  and hold off on that brutal splendor blather for a while... then again, I just started reading the Cask of Amontillado by Poe, " ... thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge ..."

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