You’ve likely heard of these:
Aimee Mann, Liz Phair (breaks my heart), Bob Dylan, Radiohead, David Bowie, Van Morrison, The Kinks, Paul Simon, Roy Orbison, Devo, Talking Heads, Bonnie Raitt, Lou Reed / Velvet Underground, Elvis Costello (solo, The Attractions, The Brodsky Quartet), Fiona Apple, Supertramp, The Who, Thomas Dolby, Brian Eno, Men at Work, Frank Zappa, The Go-Go’s, Ella Fitzgerald, Leonard Cohen, Joe Cocker, They Might Be Giants, Joe Walsh, The Killers, Jem, Buddy Holly, Randy Newman, Mussorgsky, Charlie Parker, Procol Harum, Cab Calloway, The Animals, Mott the Hoople, Henry Mancini, The Temptations, Elliot Smith, Traveling Wilburys, Credence Clearwater Revival, Neil Diamond, Louis Armstrong, Vince Guaraldi (the Peanuts cartoons soundtracks), The Zombies, Björk, Crowded House
Movies
The Thin Man (and just about anything else with Myrna Loy), The Conversation, Heathers, Grand Illusion, Donnie Darko, Network, Groundhog Day, Citizen Kane, Silverado, Buckarooo Banzai, Breaking Away (Greatest. Bicycling Movie. Ever.), Fantasia, L.A. Story, Bridge on the River Kwai (“Madness!”), Breakfast at Tiffany’s (“I’ve got a check.”), Wings of Desire
Credits to look for: Kurosawa, Terry Gilliam, Myrna Loy (bears repeating), Gene Kelly, Charlie Kaufman, Hitchcock, Jimmy Stewart, Pixar
Television
Currently: House, Pushing Daisies, America's Test Kitchen, and CBS Sunday Morning (which I record to watch at a reasonable hour)
Shows my parents raised me on: M*A*S*H, Soap.
Shows my grandparents raised me on when I visited: Masterpiece Theater, Nightline, Fawlty Towers, Roadrunner cartoons.
Greatest miniseries ever: Danger UXB, The Mahabharata.
Favorite past shows: Wonderfalls, Twin Peaks, Buffy, Angel, Max Headroom (“Blank is beautiful!”), Homicide, Babylon 5, Sledgehammer, Police Squad, The Muppet Show, Firefly, Twilight Zone, West Wing (Sorkin era).
Books
A few more than a thousand in a rather small apartment. I've managed to catalog a few of them.
About me: People pay me to be over-excited about math and literature.
Excerpts from the Collected Writer’s Biographies of Paul Koenig
“Paul Koenig once won an argument with a Parisian taxi driver and his poetry has been described as noir surrealism. His poetry has appeared in places. Paul Koenig has appeared in places. He’s won awards. He lives in an apartment with his books and dirty dishes. His mother made him quit the accordion.”
- Written by Paul Koenig
Who I'd like to meet: Anyone who stops to say hello.
T'was the night of Thanksgiving, But I just couldn't sleep. I tried counting backwards, I tried counting sheep. The leftovers beckoned, The dark meat and white. But I fought the temptation, With all of my might. Tossing and turning, with anticipation. The thought of a snack became infatuation. So I raced to the kitchen, Flung open the door, And gazed at the fridge, Full of goodies galore. I gobbled up turkey, And buttered potatoes, Pickles and carrots, Beans and tomatoes. I felt myself swelling, So plump and so round. 'til all of a sudden, I rose off the ground. I crashed through the ceiling, Floating into the sky, With a mouthful of pudding, And a handful of pie. But I managed to yell As I soared past the trees Happy eating to all, Pass the cranberries, please!! May your stuffing be tasty May your turkey be plump. May your potatoes and gravy Have nary a lump. May your yams be delicious, May your pies take the prize And May your Thanksgiving dinner Stay off of your thighs!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIGNOR KROENIG! I hope to share some Bourbon with you one of these days, neighbor. Much love to you on your special day. Im glad you exist in the universe, which is quite expansive as you know. Cheers!
Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday dear Paaaauuuul, Happy Birthday to You!
(I know you couldn't hear it, but I managed to do melody and harmony simultaneously on the last line. Just for you. May you have many smiles! Luv & hugs)
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