They must be fine, with air scupltures like these!
February 9th, 2006 • Balint
They must be fine, with air scupltures like these!
February 8th, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
Ten years from now, this is how we’ll all be ordering pizza.
February 8th, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
Wally Torta, one of my favorite doodlers-with-a-weblog, takes on The Junior Exec Sway. Hilarity, as they say, ensues!
February 7th, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
Truly addictive: Fastr, a Flickr game.
February 7th, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
Quickie.
February 6th, 2006 • Balint
Continuing the article posted last time, we made an interview with Peter Eötvös, the composer/conductor, who was the last one to work with FZ, recording Varese. Nice text - with some bicycle, some Slonimsky and the Dangerous Kitchen.
February 6th, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
The fear of the LORD prolongeth days: but the years of the wicked shall be shortened. — Proverbs 10:27
Premature Death of Rock Stars keeps a list of rock stars and their date/cause of death. According to their calculations, the average rock star lives to be 36.9 years old. At least they have more fun while it lasts! ![]()
February 5th, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
Valentine’s day is rapidly approaching, gentlemen. So I was thinking: what can I possibly get my girl that will amaze everyone? Hold on people, I think I’ve come up with the answer — check out the Frank Zappa at Knebworth Commemorative Set! According to the email that was sent to me, it consists of:
How’s about that! Mum’s the word though… no need for Dr Sharleena to know about this until the 14th…
February 3rd, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
Amazing: Google video has the entire 1922 version of Nosferatu up for viewing and downloading. Via cynical-c.
Update: and here’s Ed Wood’s complete Glen or Glenda! Via robot wisdom.
February 3rd, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
This week’s Friday Boot offering: Palace Theater, Los Angeles, CA, 22 july 1984 — with guest performances by George Duke, Johnny Guitar Watson, Aynsley Dunbar, Denny Walley and Bruce Fowler. Available for one week, as always…
February 2nd, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
On eBay: Send an atheist to his local church!
Everytime I come home, I pass this old Irish church. I promise to go into that church every day– for a certain number of days– for at least an hour each visit. For every $10 you bid, I will go to the Church for 1 day. For $50, you would have me going to mass every day for a week.
Current bid: a whopping US $280.
February 2nd, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
Hey whaddayaknow: according to Alexa, KUR caps the 74th spot in the Top 100 of Belgian weblogs! You know what that means, right? It means there’s about a 100 weblogs in this country. ![]()
Looking at Alexa’s info page for KUR though, this was a rather surprising statistic:
Where do people go on killuglyradio.com?
wiki.killuglyradio.com - 68%
killuglyradio.com - 29%
Wow!
February 1st, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
Well I’ll be. The entire “An Evening With Wild Man Fischer” is available for (mp3) download here, where it is stated that:
This 1968 legendary master piece has yet to see a re-release. Frank Zappa’s widow owns the right and she doesn’t think it does Frank justice as producer and artist. Understandably the family don’t want anything to do with Larry Fischer since he once went berserk at their home nearly injuring their daughter, and thereafter Frank banned him.
Be quick as the download is provided through one of those free file-transfer services…
February 1st, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
You stick it to them Native ‘mericans, Debbie!
… But the study also found that “Native” Americans have dry ear wax and body odor similar to Asians, proving they migrated here from Asia. So whom did THEY steal the land from? Somebody else, obviously. Yet, no “Dances With Wolves” and “Into the West” from Hollywood about that.
Good grief.
Via the oft-entertaining blog.zog.org.
February 1st, 2006 • Barry's Imaginary Publisher
If James Joyce were alive today and sent me an email, his message would probably end up in my junk-folder. Here’s what I was looking at inthere, just now:
Overcome by awe as was democracy my chair, glancing from mustard time to time with a NONCHALANT air out of the window, cancel I dictated a little faster. On looking towards her again, I perceived her of the coveted defend canoe, and measured the stature of its owner, while the pollen crafty brain weighed the fly chances of the white man.
I mean, that’s, like, deep man.