Allen talks about comedy, working to your ability, and his adventures in prose. A little trim on the film side but otherwise earnest and smart.
Archive for the white people Category
Posh Nosh is one of the funnier things I’ve seen in a while. British people are just funnier than us.
Here’s the other seven. If your like me, you’ll need an hour or so to waste.
“I learned many things in the quiet of that room … I learned that everything is or becomes its own opposite … You know, we are all unconsciously holding our anus. In one LSD dream … I imagined myself as a giant penis launching off from earth like a spaceship.” – Cary Grant
A ridiculous and amazing post on WFMU about how Cary Grant was one of the first proponents of LSD.
Mark Linkous, a great great songwriter, died yesterday.
This is what I’ve been digging lately.
I don’t know much about Townes Van Zandt, but he’s a remarkable talent. The first album is just him and a guitar in a bar in Houston. It’s simple, spectacular songwriting. Some people trash his studio albums as having dated production that Van Zant had little to do with. I still like them though; the strings in Our Mother the Mountain give the songs a Leonard Cohen vibe, and a drum kit and harmonica never hurt anybody. (A studio song example vs. a live song)
Van Zandt was one of those country music sob stories, part of the American tradition. According to his Wikipedia article:
[T]he bulk of his life was spent touring various dive bars, often living in cheap motel rooms, backwoods cabins and on friends’ couches. Van Zandt was notorious for his drug addictions, alcoholism, and his tendency to tell tall tales. He suffered from manic depression, and attempts to treat it with insulin shock therapy erased much of his long-term memory.