Amoeblog

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.

Continue reading...

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.

Continue reading...

sulla strada, capitolo uno

Posted by Whitmore, January 27, 2008 05:57pm | Post a Comment

Bungled is a great word, its one of those words that even if you're not sure of  the definition, just the sound  -'bungled' - quickly gets you to the gist of  the situation. What Bungled is, is not a great situation.

Right now I'm in Italy on tour with the LA's own Listing Ship, and by no fault of our own... and I swear its wasn't our fault ( though historically there are two essential elements built into any band; incompetence and eventual obsolescences... these truths are perhaps not so written in stone if you play in the Rolling Stones or The Lawrence Welk Orchestra) ...  anyway, somewhere along the line all our luggage disappeared. Somewhere between the sunny palm tree lined dystopia we call home and the airport called the worst in Europe, Rome, all twelve pieces of our luggage vanished off the face of the earth.

Those of us who grew up on the west coast blamed it on our stop-over in New York's JKF airport, those of us who grew up on the east coast blamed it on the airport in Los Angeles ... our Italian friends blamed it on the airport in Rome. Ultimately it appears to have been yet another bungled moment for an airline we'll call "American Err-lines" ... All twelve pieces gone. Poof! We filled out the paperwork and were assured that somehow the heavens will open and our luggage will fall though a worm whole,  magically appearing on the front steps of our Managers apartment in Naples the next morning. But 24 hours later no record of our luggage - bags, guitars, drum gear-  existed anywhere, online or otherwise.

We played our first gig at the Cantina Mediterraneo in Frosinone... with borrowed gear, and I have to say incredibly nice gear! It doesn't get much better than this. Thanks to the excellent opening band, The Mosquitos, based in Naples, we played through gorgeous Fender amps and electric guitarist Lyman
was greeted with a vintage Gold Top Gibson Les Paul to play. When Lyman opened the guitar case a beautiful golden light filled the back wall of the stage, and I swear I heard a litany of cellos quietly filling the air ... and a voice, a deep resonating voice that said something profound in Italian, but I don't understand Italian. I'm not sure what was more inspiring for our first show in Italy, the great gear we were using or the 5 course meal the club provided for us. And the wine... the wine! Like the great river Euphrates, the purest waters from the river flowing from of the garden of Eden, the flowering of civilization, the flowering of sin, wine bringing us back back to life, yeah baby...wine wine wine!!!  we knew everything would be copacetic.

BACK  <<  1619  1620  1621  1622  1623  1624  1625  1626  1627  1628  1629  1630  >>  NEXT