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I don’t know at what age I realized it — nor what spurred or even caused it — but I suffer from the irrational fear of…
I don’t know at what age I realized it — nor what spurred or even caused it — but I suffer from the irrational fear of…
Many moons ago, I made a friend online, simply by the effortless act of starting a weblog. His name being Corey Wilde and he was the founding…
Sharing similarities in key and melody with the famous Phil Spector-produced work, Don’t Worry Baby was primarily about duos. The singer about to race a rival, drag racing in relevance to his girlfriend, and the heart and soul relationship existing between the girl and singer. It’s why, after a good number of years, the song continues to work well with lovers. In this case, Wilson’s longtime hit from 1964 was used in a tender, harmonious context for two different movies, song versions, and the manner deployed in a pair of scenes.
With the passing of Tony Scott in 2012 still kind of shocking, looking back on his films remains the best tribute for this artist, I think.…
Greetings all and sundry. Favorite films either fall in your lap due to the serendipity of being in the right place at the right time. Or…
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“…Man proposes, but God disposes; neither is the way of man in his own hands.” – Thomas à Kempis (1380…
Some years ago, our local oldies station, KRTH, posed a question to its listeners. Call in and list your favorite guitar riffs. All in honor of the…
Whereas my mother’s family introduced me to the movies as a wee youngster, landing me on this road of appreciating the art form, let alone blogging…
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. For this memory download1, I finally follow-up on something…
As I’ve reached a milestone this week, February has finally begun to act like…well, February. The normally cold and wet time for us in the southland befits…
Twenty-five years ago, on February 25th at this appointed hour, in St. Bernadette Catholic Church, I married well.
It’s the facets of wedlock, the rubber meets the road variety, and all the little things about marriage, this story absolutely nails on the big screen.
Being on the street on my road bike (skinny tires, bike shorts, shaved legs and all), putting in the miles across the southland, was my place of meditation. Basic transportation now and then, too. A zen state achieved via sweat and balance, to say nothing of a little exhaustion.
I, for one, fully understand that not all readers of this post will appreciate smooth jazz as a musical genre in general terms, or this artist in particular. If you’re not into one and/or the other, it’s quite alright. For those who are, or are at least a little curious, please, read on.
A few years ago, the film blogger over at Colonel Mortimer Will Have His Revenge wrapped up his 1980 Project. A personal proposal begun a few years back, my…
* My marriage to this lovely woman will soon reach a quarter century this year. It’s funny how life obliges you to realize the things that…
Greetings, all and sundry! Given all the hoopla, ad campaigns and late night talk show chatter and buzz devoted to The Monuments Men. I’ve decided to divert…
One hundred thousand (100,000) is the natural number following 99999 and preceding 100001.
While I’m up at the landmark Capitol Records Building for today’s The Beatles Hollywood 50th Public Commemoration, I thought I’d share Tape Op Magazine‘s photo. It’s perfect…
A few years back Play.com had as its lead piece, Top 10 list of films that make grown men cry (the original web page has since disappeared). I don’t believe it…