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I fucking love my camera. It lets me make movies and shit. It is the bomb.
The Las Vegas 51's... although I am a die-fuck-hard Mets fan, the 51's offer up a consistently pleasing series of disasters and horror (punctuated at brief moments by actually *WINNING* - which I love), to serve as a rough analogue for my MLB team. Go "1's!" (you see? Even our team abbreviation is gay! I loves em'!)
Music
Jazz, early jazz, traditional jazz, bebop, Earl Hines, Earl Fatha Hines, Jeff Barnhardt, Etta James, Anthony Newley, Weezer, Modest Mouse, Las Vegas Club, Betty Carter, Bob Scobey, Yundi Li, Tchaikovsky, Tom Waits, Servitron, Jacob Smigel, Las Vegas Club, Ute Lemper, Stephen Sondheim, Sublime, Oscar Peterson, Miles Davis, Weird Al, Lightnin' Hopkins, Willie The Lion Smith, Joe Fingers Carr, Knuckles O'Toole, Doc Cheatham, Preservation Hall, Bob Scobey, Firehouse Five Plus Two, Tchaikovsky, Stephen Collins Foster, Satie, Hector Berlioz, Django, Cannonball Adderly, Luckey Roberts, Andy Razaf, Fats Waller, The Dutch Dixie All Stars, Bessie Smith, Sigmund Romberg, Doctor Dog, The White Stripes, Cab Calloway, Pearl Bailey, Dimitri Shostakovich, George Gershwin, Bill Bojangles Robinson, Screamin Jay Hawkins, Vince Giordano and the Nighthawks, Fireworks Jazz Band, Dukes of Dixieland, Professor Longhair, Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr, Sonny Rawlins, Ray Charles, Louis Armstrong, Mozart, Modeste Mussorgsky, Duke Ellington, The Clash, Bob Dorough, Ben Folds Five, Burt Bales, Paul Lingle, Charlie Parker, Mingus, Theolonious Monk, OK Go, Fountains of Wayne, Chicago Six, Richard Strauss, Mindless Self Indulgence, Fountains of Wayne, The Persuasions, Bach, Beethoven, The Beatles, Randy Newman, Edith Piaf, Cake, Jimmy Smith, They Might Be Giants, James P Johnson, Jelly Roll Morton, Sidney Bechet, Mickey Finn, Big Tiny Little, Mose Allison, Doctor Demento, Tom Dark, Dr Hook, LIVE, CCR, Queen, Brahms, Soul Asylum, Tom Lehrer, Too Short, Busta Rhymes, Wilson Pickett, Bill Bojangles Robinson, Etta James, Ella Fitzgerald, Bill Allred, The Doors, Claude Bolling, Zoot Sims, Green Day, Arthur Prysock, Herbie Mann, Woody Herman, Art Pepper, Chet Baker, The Nylons, Blues Traveler, Jimmy Dorsey, Scott Joplin, James P Marshall, Schubert, Gene Ammons, Sonny Stitt, Chopin, Gilbert and Sullivan, Kevin Mahogany, Nicholas Payton, Butch Thompson, Norvin Kimball, Hoagy Charmichael, Johnny Mercer, Zoot Suit, Buck Clayton, Gustav Mahler, Kurt Weill, Leonard Bernstein, Aaron Copland, Joe Williams, Radiohead, Tommy Flanagan, Keith Jarret, Faith No More, Violent Femmes, Billie Holiday, Nancy Wilson, Rufus Wainright, Errol Garner, Bing Crosby, Sarah Vaughan, McCoy Tyner, Spencer Williams, Eubie Blake,
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Movies
The Moderns, All That Jazz, Miller's Crossing, Star Wars, The Young One's, Monty Python's The Meaning of Life, A Clockwork Orange, Attack of the Killer Shrews, Leaving Las Vegas, The Lost Weekend, Fear and Loathing IN Las Vegas, Where the Buffallo Roam, Lisztomania, Unfaithfully Yours, Manos the Hands of Fate, The King of Marvin Gardens, Five Easy Pieces, One Flew Over the CUckoo's Nest, The Last Detail, The Pope Of Grenitch Village, Barfly, Angel Heart, LA Confidential, Lord of War, Seven, The Usual Suspects, Doctor Strangelove, 2001: A Space Odessy, AI, Fight Club, Shadow of the Vampire, Young Frankenstein, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, Hero, The Constant Gardner, Syriana, Little Miss Sunshine, Ronin, Freaks, Meet the Feebles, Johnny Dangerously, Dangerous Liasons, On A Midnight Clear, Mother Night, Snatch, Layer Cake, The Blues Brothers, The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Mack The Knife, The Entire Filmography of Coleman Francis, The Beast of Yucca Flats, The Skydivers, Red Zone Cuba, 12 To The Moon, The Lost Continent
Television
..LOST, Wonder Showzen, Happy Tree Friend, Law and Order SVU, Robot Chicken, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, anything grotesque and violent (world's wildest police chases, COPS, et all), The Young One's, MST3K, Mystery Science Theater 3000, Band of Brothers..
Books
..Oh god, are you kidding me? Fine. Just one: "London Fields"... that should make me pretty popular, right?..
Heroes
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Earl Fatha Hines, Stephen Collins Foster, Tchaikovsky, Hemingway, Fats Waller, Jeff Barnhart, Indiana Jones, Tony Cardoza, Coleman Francis, Francis Coleman, Cherokee Jack, Coffee, Tor Johnson, The Beast of Yucca Flats, The Toof Fairy, Danny Mollohan, Jake Smigel, Jessie Smigel, your mom,
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Rusty Immelman Press (R.I.P.) publisher of "Blue Wizard Is About To Die!: Prose, Poems and Emoto-Versatronic Expressionist Pieces About Video Games (1980-2004)
"I have never known a musician who ever regretted being one. Whatever disappointments life may have in store for you, music itself will never fail you." -I can't remember, but, it got me started a long time ago
"Son, don't go into music - unless you have to." -My Hero, my dad, relaying information given to him by his first mentor
Former Alt-weekly entertainment writer/bar-critic, failed poet, catastrophically dismal human being, stride pianist, ever-evolving social abortion. Written several books, and a few collections of poetry (probably the only one you may have heard of was Blue Wizard Is About To Die!: Prose, Poems, and Emoto-Versatronic Expressionist Pieces About Video Games, (1980-2003), but can also blame myself for A Cacophony of Near-Fatal Mistakes (with partial accusatory glares towards the magnificently brave David Searle), Your Madness And You: An Instructional Pamphlet (which owes major thanks to Cafe Espresso Roma, the Tognetti, et all), and have been a contributor to (THE ALL-TIME FINEST GUIDE to the real heart of the insane cataract known as Las Vegas) The Underground Guide To Las Vegas (compiled and edited by one of the most hard-working - yet still somehow psychotic - boss-men in the Vegas print biz, Jarret Keene). Oh, and a drunk. Who chainsmokes.
But, if you really want to know:
I'm a bitter, angry, drunken lunatic. Deeply disturbed (possibly the early warning signs of serious mental illness, dementia, and a life filled with all the other joyous approbations of pseudo-pschitzoid madness), I wander the wasteland with a bottle and the implicit understanding that there is absolutely nothing out there for me. Clinging to the tatters of desolate accomplishments, failed endeavors, and my (ever-growing) collection of broken dreams (and sundry dissappointments), I seek only to kill again before my arch-nemesies (who are legion) can summon the strength to stop me.
No, but seriously...
I lived alone for 7 years before acquiring my new housemate, my CARETAKER, the Zombiemaster. I'm currently remodeling/decorating my house out here on the West Side, and used to spend the vast majority of my free time at several certain bars (most notably Brewske's, but that came to an end in June). I spent 4 long years playing piano every Friday at The Freakin' Frog, but that also came to an end in June. Now I hold down 4 nights a week at The Golden Steer (Sahara and Vegas Blvd., just West of The World's Largest Gift Shop) where I play Monday through Thursday, 6 p.m.-ish to 9-ish. I'm am as charming as I am depressed, as well-dressed as I am insane, and never have a drinking problem - except for when I can't get a drink. My prospects may be few, but my accomplishments have been many, and that's more than (I ever imagined) enough for me.
A fun-loving, broken, unemployed (and unemployable) drunk, I spend my free time (eons that there are of it) practicing piano, writing (tons of cheerful missives, essays, poems, et all), working on needlessly ellaborate and ornate pieces of calligraphy, all the while clinging to the failed remnants of everything I once loved, howling wildly as it is all sucked into the unforgiving abyss.
Oh, and I'm great fun at parties.
Here's video of me with my bestest friend in the whole world, my Yamaha U3 piano. The tune is Creamer and Layton's hit from 1919, "After You've Gone." NOTE: halfway through it gets really fast. Check it out; you'll like it. :-p
He's so cute, isn't he?! [Pyroraptor olympius: the earliest known member of the raptors... like a big, cuddly lizard (similar in size to a medium-sized dog when full-grown)... but a dog that could eviscerate you in about the same amount of time it would take to scream. Cute, though.]
Who I'd like to meet:
The short answer can be found in the video below:
with a bullwhip
or...
Any 23-26-year-old women with...
3 or more children
a long history of broken relationships
multiple psychotic ex-boyfriends
total inability to love due to the emotional scar tissue
Any other fun-loving hotties who have devoted the vast majority of thier time to wasting thier lives on MySpace
But, Seriously...
My maker. Or whomever is responsible for plunging us all into this sick melange of nightmares that we are all forced to (misguidedly) call "life".
Here are my terms... agree to them in full, or... DIE!:
Oh, and for the blind, the deaf, the elit3rate, (and the insane), through the modern wonder of the internet, you can now *hear* the above video! (I know that you can't read this, unless you're just deaf... in which case, search for "Dirty FUcking WHore" and "lyrics" in Google). For all others, simply go here. That is all. That I want.
ALSO: If you're on XBOX LIVE, come die with me!: I'm "Skookie SpRiTe"; but not the one with the stupid poetry that comes up when you google the name... I'm the real(ly fucking idiotic) Skookie Sprite - the one with the really weird books about jazz, booze, and video games under his belt.
OR:
Anyone who likes hot-time, old-style, whorehouse Stride piano, traditional jazz, dixieland jazz, cocktail-fueled bebop, blues, drunks, indie/emo/experimental music, sound-collage, calligraphy, insanity, MST3K, madness, and the subsequent (and innevitable) dissappointments which always follow such meetings of otherwise incompatible people.
Hi!!!!!!! I see you are having a "day" just wanted to send a hug to you. Times are crazy right now. I hope you are doing well despite all the chaos. Loves, ~M
So I was listening to the ambient noise on the menu screen of Left4Dead when it reminded me of those New Age cd's that have nature sound effects...particularly the ones that have the calming sound of rain falling...except this has occasional burping of assault rifle fire and moaning zombies to interrupt the monotony. We should really record a New Age cd with unbelievable random things happening amongst the falling rain.
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