Wednesday, April 12, 2006
never too late to relive the weekend
Friday night I watched Trainspotting for the first time in almost a decade. The best part of seeing this in the theater back in the day was getting the stink-eye from an Area 51-playing Disco Inferno in the lobby beforehand. I had forgotten that this movie was actually pretty good. What's weird is that there's an entire hour or so at the end that I completely forgot about. All the stuff after Obi-Wan straightened out might as well have been new to me, like his moving to London and eventually double-crossing his friends, etc. The movie's full of memorable scenes and moments, but, other than Tommy's death, almost every single one of them comes in the first half of the film. I don't know if I fell asleep in the theater, or what.
Saturday night I went to the Oakley Hall / Awesome Color show at Great Scott. Awesome Color were completely rad, a noisier, less long-winded Dead Meadow. You know how back in the '70's there were a lot of boy actors that had long, shaggy hair, and kind of looked like girls, like Tanner in Bad News Bears? Awesome Color's drummer is totally one of those kids, but grown up, and actually a girl. And a girl who's one hellacious bad-ass on the drums.
Oakley Hall, meanwhile, put on one of the finest shows I've seen in Boston. They're like a Bossless E Street Band that eschews good ol' rock'n'roll in favor of psychedelic country rock. Their records are good, and their live show is even better. I think they got squeezed for time by the absolutely awful second band, as their set felt kind of short, but they totally maximized the time they had. I think they only way they could get better is if they added a second drummer, or at least a washboard player.
Sunday I sat around reading comic books and listening to records. I picked up my guitar from my friend / bandmate's house around three and tried in vain to record something worthwhile. I then watched The Man With Two Brains for the very first time. Well not entirely the first, but it was the only time I've ever sat down and watched it from start to finish. When I was ten I went to England with my family, and I happened to luck across this film on tv right when some breasts appeared. So I've always looked fondly upon this movie, for sure. Anyway, I've got no idea why its reputation isn't better, as it's pretty fuckin' great. Not at The Jerk's level, for sure, but still a damn funny movie, and further testament to the man's genius.
A year ago this week I was shirtless, drunk, and in Mexico.
Friday night I watched Trainspotting for the first time in almost a decade. The best part of seeing this in the theater back in the day was getting the stink-eye from an Area 51-playing Disco Inferno in the lobby beforehand. I had forgotten that this movie was actually pretty good. What's weird is that there's an entire hour or so at the end that I completely forgot about. All the stuff after Obi-Wan straightened out might as well have been new to me, like his moving to London and eventually double-crossing his friends, etc. The movie's full of memorable scenes and moments, but, other than Tommy's death, almost every single one of them comes in the first half of the film. I don't know if I fell asleep in the theater, or what.
Saturday night I went to the Oakley Hall / Awesome Color show at Great Scott. Awesome Color were completely rad, a noisier, less long-winded Dead Meadow. You know how back in the '70's there were a lot of boy actors that had long, shaggy hair, and kind of looked like girls, like Tanner in Bad News Bears? Awesome Color's drummer is totally one of those kids, but grown up, and actually a girl. And a girl who's one hellacious bad-ass on the drums.
Oakley Hall, meanwhile, put on one of the finest shows I've seen in Boston. They're like a Bossless E Street Band that eschews good ol' rock'n'roll in favor of psychedelic country rock. Their records are good, and their live show is even better. I think they got squeezed for time by the absolutely awful second band, as their set felt kind of short, but they totally maximized the time they had. I think they only way they could get better is if they added a second drummer, or at least a washboard player.
Sunday I sat around reading comic books and listening to records. I picked up my guitar from my friend / bandmate's house around three and tried in vain to record something worthwhile. I then watched The Man With Two Brains for the very first time. Well not entirely the first, but it was the only time I've ever sat down and watched it from start to finish. When I was ten I went to England with my family, and I happened to luck across this film on tv right when some breasts appeared. So I've always looked fondly upon this movie, for sure. Anyway, I've got no idea why its reputation isn't better, as it's pretty fuckin' great. Not at The Jerk's level, for sure, but still a damn funny movie, and further testament to the man's genius.
A year ago this week I was shirtless, drunk, and in Mexico.
