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Cat People

Posted by Job O Brother, April 17, 2007 01:12pm | Post a Comment

               INT. JOB'S APARTMENT - MORNING

               CAMERA PANS, SHOWING JOB'S IMMACULATE AND ECCENTRICALLY
               APPOINTED LODGINGS. SHOT ENDS ON JOB.

               JOB, (early 30's) is in bed, sleeping.

               At his feet, curled into a black round, is his cat, FANGS.

               ZOOM IN ON JOB'S FACE.

               His mouth and brow twitch slightly; he is dreaming.

                                                       DISSOLVE TO:

               INT. JOB'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

               Job is in bed, sleeping.

               He tosses.

               He wakes suddenly, from a nightmare.

               He looks around, dazed.

"White Bicycles: Making Music in the 1960s."

Posted by The Bay Area Crew, April 16, 2007 09:00am | Post a Comment
Reason 2,472 that I love Amoeba: I wake up, I read the paper  (online, of course) and always find some neato thing!

Today, this is the patch of online journalism that jolts me - somewhere between a good cup of coffee and shock-paddles de resuscitare, I find this description of a man shopping at Amoeba Music, the one on Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles, California:

from the calendar section of the LA Times:

'... These [albums] were not of mere musical interest to Boyd. He produced them. And throughout the store there's plenty more of his handiwork: influential albums by innovative English folk-rock group Fairport Convention and its most famous alums, Richard Thompson and the late Sandy Denny; the idiosyncratic work of Scottish psychedelic-folk avatars the Incredible String Band; and the singular sounds from the too-brief life of singer-songwriter Nick Drake.

Although that music stands on its own merits, the value is even more evident in the presence here of many younger acts claiming influence from Boyd's catalog, from R.E.M. (which recruited him to produce the 1985 "Fables of the Reconstruction" album) to the currently acclaimed crop of "freak-folk" figures such as Devendra Banhart and (seen to your left) Joanna Newsom, who talk of music associated with Boyd in hushed, reverent tones."


... so, ,maybe Miss Ess, purveyor of music lit world-wide, can blog to us all one day and tell us what she thought of this man's new book:

 "White Bicycles: Making Music in the 1960s."

Shanghai Surprise

Posted by Job O Brother, April 10, 2007 11:03am | Post a Comment

               EXT. SUNSET BLVD. - DAY

               JOB, (early 30's) wearing jeans and a T-shirt reading
               "World's Best Grandpa", walks down the bustling street.

               Everyone he passes is talking on a cell phone.

               His phone starts ringing.

               He fishes it out of his back pocket.

                                   JOB
                         Hello?

                                   VOICE (V.O.)
                         Spare some change?

                                   JOB
                         What?

9 to 5

Posted by Job O Brother, April 6, 2007 12:02am | Post a Comment

               INT. AMOEBA MUSIC - DAY

               JOB, (early 30's) stands behind the information desk in the
               Jazz Room.

               He is removing CD's from their theft-thwarting, plastic
               keepers and organizing them in small piles.

               His motions are swift and calculated.

               He sniffles. He's about to sneeze.

               Suddenly, a GIANT of a man (over 7 feet tall), stands in
               front of the desk.

               Job looks up into the Giant's huge, green eyes and sneezes.

                                   JOB
                         Ah-CHOO!

                                   GIANT
                         Do you work here?

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