guilloutine

jesus, i hope i spelled that right. i don't feel like my slot car is exactly in its groove tonight, but i don't want to disappoint my legions of loyal fans... (mmm, delusions of grandeur) ...so i feel like i should post something.

so here's a recent live shot of morrissey, giving it all for the Cause. the way the microphone stand neatly bissects his neck reminded me of someone about to be beheaded. something tells me such an image of dramatic sacrifice might not displease saint morrissey. i'd credit the photographer if i knew who it is... was, but since i don't, just dig on this very recent shot of steven doubled over on stage, no doubt killing the people. (he gets bigger if you click him.)

im so tired

yes, yes i am. i just had this shot of the saintly johnny depp fall into my lap. in my opinion, he's the only star so far that has managed to eclipse marilyn monroe. in fact, i think he's the closest thing america has to her right now. if i were in charge, i'd guard this man like the Last Sapphire. i'd swiftly knight the darling. he is a national treasure. he glints and dares to play for smiles. everytime he does 'his thing' on film, it is as if his skirt blows up and we're all privy to a glimpse of his panties. call him camp, call him kitsch, call him a hack, but i defend every one of his thousand 'acting' moves. what he has, and what he is, is rare. i haven't been talked out of him yet. sweet dreams, johnny.

color slide

here is a very groovy-and-lightly-tricked still from nicholas roeg's suspenseful 1973 masterpiece 'don't look now,' based on a work of daphne de maurier; starring julie 'delicious' christie and donald sutherland. i'm a little too tired to weave any poetic words about it. but the image doesn't really need much more than a pair of human eyes to dig on it, you know?

silk tie

morrissey gets a nightly kiss. this is a recent pictue, like in the last two years. he's just gorgeous and cocky and smart and all that stuff i don't even try to resist. below, morrissey will sing a cool, languid song. i chose it specifically for those of you who don't know his stuff yet. i like more of his harder and stranger stuff, but this track is very pretty, easy on the ears of new listeners, yet still true to his message and his sound.

morrissey : why don't you find out for yourself? - video

please enjoy.

cream

this vibrant poster for the band 'cream' has followed me, in some form or another, all over the last wild decade of my travels. i love it. i almost always adds a touch of frosting and flame wherever i put it. so, since i'm real tired, i'm just going to stick it on and see if it adds that zing i can 'psychedelia' -depend on.

whistler

i feel a little wrung out from moving all week... like, i'm so exhausted i don't feel like getting too flowery with this tonight. in any case, i felt drawn to a familiar face, and here it is. the highly sexy mr. david strathairn. this is a shot from 'sneakers,' which i recommend if you don't mind listening to like, actual thoughtful dialogue. he would've looked great on the Nostromo. i don't think i've ever seen him look bad. ever.

sleeping princess

hey, i think its about time for me to lay down the royal brunette head. i love serving you all, but its been a long day, and the princess is exhausted. so good night, my sweet and chivalrous princes, good night... i kiss you all and thank you sincerely for your boundless service.

bob dylan (and his rolling thunder revue) : isis - video

be patient. its black and silent for nine seconds, then bob comes on like a glam and florid hard and urgent locomotive. devastating.

pop lips

patrick nagel, ladies and gentlemen. 'playboy: after dark' man, i really don't feel like much comment is needed for this one. so stark, so sexy, so efficient, so effective. so dig it.

window : one

here is a collage i made well over ten years ago. there were absolutely no computers used. there was only scissors, elmer's glue, imagination, and a stack of old magazines. needless to say, the radio was always on. i don't have any memory where the coy chick came from, but i think i found the window in an old national geographic. and, at the risk of bragging, i think it still looks pretty damn cool. it was tricky, cutting her out like that, looking in the mirror. i hope you think its as groovy now as it was then. (please, click-to-enlarge... you can see the hand-cut edges.)

the doctor is in

linus provides a keen observation of yours truly.

dollface : book

i'm not sure why, but i just felt moved to post this book cover. i used to spend endless time browsing over books, most often in the 'young adult' section of the public library. it seemed books from that genre had the most varied, artistic, and overall, the most interesting covers. everything from 'true tarheel ghosts' to 'sweet valley high.' i don't remember ever seeing this particular book before, but i like the way it was scanned, ripped near the top, as-is.

witches

here is a still from one of my favorite films, roman polanski's

'rosemary's baby.'

i can't remember a time when i didn't know about this film. and i think its safe to say that my first exposure to it was from the MAD magazine parody by the insanely talented Mort Drucker. i didn't see the film until years later, but Mort and whoever wrote it with him were very astute and dead-on, not only in the artistic rendering, but in a biting take on the subject matter... which i imagine must've caused quite a cultural stir at the time. here are rosemary and guy woodhouse, (john cassavetes and mia farrow) enjoying their first night alone in their new apartment. man, it makes me want to like, roll it, you know?

edifice

here is a cool and tangerine-flavored notebook detail made a long time ago by jean-lucien. i suppose i should say it was 'orange' -flavored. like, the bloke on the bottom is malcolm macdowall from 'a clockwork orange,' and the bloke on the top is none other than nick rhodes. it works well. i think its glinting and lovely.

presumed hot

i want to say a heartfelt happy birthday to the lovely miss bonnie bedelia. you all know her. she played bruce willis's wife in 'die hard' and harrison ford's devious wife in the courtroom drama 'presumed innocent.' i've had a crush on her since i saw glimpses of her in the early 80's film 'heart like a wheel,' where she portrayed female car racer shirley muldowney. (i hope i spelled that right.) so, happy birthday bonnie... you are more than welcome to The Sleepover.

don't you agree?

hey girls! how many of you out there can still smell this stuff just from looking at the picture? like, why did they stop making this stuff...?? i mean, it wasn't the best shampoo in the world, i mean, it stripped out any all oil from the hair, even the 'good' oil, but man... the scent! it was like deep green jungle heaven! i remember smelling this wild stuff wafting around the steamy stone shower cubicles of the high point YMCA. (we used to swim there.) mmm, i can still remember how my brain just swooned at the perfume of this cheap emerald fluid. i know there must be thousands of girls out there whose senses miss it like slumber parties. sigh.

smirking morrissey

yeah, i was talking to my friend belinda today, and mentioned to her that i've been neglecting morrissey disgracefully on this valiant report. so, starting tonight, he's going to be featured more often. he deserves it. he works damn hard and turns out a conisistently excellent product. he manages to retain his intelligence and literary worth, whilst still creating music that tastes damn good to the hungry, discerning ear. its like, lindt chocolate... it may be sometimes costly, but it almost never disappoints. so, here's tonight's dose of steven patrick morrissey. hey, i think he's got a birthday coming up! so, enjoy this recent shot of the enigmatic romantic morrissey. trust me, he wants you to love him. (he gets bigger if you click him.)

epic birthday

today would have been director david lean's 100th birthday. he, of course, gave us such stunning films as 'dr. zhivago,' 'bridge on the river kwai,' and of course, 'lawrence of arabia.' i'm so exhausted from moving all day, so i'm afraid i don't have the energy to give mr. lean as fine a verbal tribute as he deserves, but i felt the need to mark it somehow. i know i already have one 'lawrence' picture on 'the planet,' but hey, what am i gonna post? a 'zhivago' poster...? hey, now that i think about it, that's not such a bad idea. tom courtenay and julie christie are both pretty foxy in that one. and omar sharif isn't exactly like, a dud on the 'mystery date' board game. so, thanks for tuning in, dear planetarians, despite my no doubt evident fatigue.

beck: the new pollution - video

if beck has proven anything to me over the last 12 or so years, he's proven he is no featherweight. he has endless ideas, and produces them according to his own ghost. i think he even managed to influence me without my knowing it. he's a sly fox, beck. it would be so predictable to post 'loser,' but i think with all the chemicals prowling around in our pipes and ducts and public cisterns, i think its duly fitting that i showcase, 'the new pollution.'