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"Smoky Joe's done firing, no use hosing the remains. Now we've got drunken heads and charcoal bunnies, funky frosted flakes. Now we've got lava lamps, the toast is coasting, blocking all the drains. And me and you wound up as effigies and made the hall of fame. But we are shouting, we are shouting. We are screaming, we are screaming, ahhh ...
I guess there won't be a model like those folks in old Pompeii, like Tutankhamen, Cutthroat Canyon, darkest dungeons in Marseille, with kiddies poking and provoking, scratching, fucking (out again?) Now we are shouting, we are shouting. We are screaming, we are screaming, ahhh ...
We're your heritage, a monument wonderfully preserved. They came to see us by the thousands but we never ever heard. Now I really need to scratch, it's torture that these kids have gone (and sent them?) for the birds. For the birds ... I'm shouting, I'm shouting. I'm screaming, I'm screaming, for the birds, for the birds!"
~tear garden - crystal mass
mood: kaspellized
music: (see above)
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"Can you recall that little boy with blood-red hair? He'd kick your chair, he'd twist your arm, he didn't care. Did you ever wonder what became of Billy-Boy? Wonderboy, the teacher's pet. Come in Billy, take a seat, let's hear about the fun you had. This is your life: shake Billy's hand, kiss Billy's wife. This is your life.
Remember George, who took it all against the wall? As George the Frisbee, George the ball, he'd whistle as he'd fly, and you'd stand by and cheer the guys on. How's your karma? Did you ever wonder what became of Rubber George?
This is your life: shake Georgie's hand, but watch his knife. This is your life.
Remember Joan, you met her on the phone that night alone you felt frustrated. Joan, the she-wolf in the shower, always in the shower. Did you ever wonder what became of Joan the Moan?
This is your life: shake Joanie's gland, kiss her wife. This is your life, and it's over."
~tear garden - crystal mass
mood: kaspellized
music: (see above)
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Journal & Courier - Lafayette, IN / Bob Bloom:
"Universal last gave us
Jim Carrey as Grinch.
And when it got panned,
they didn’t even flinch.
They turned right around
and just like that,
they put Mike Myers
in the hat of The Cat.
And now Dr. Seuss
has again been abused.
For The Cat in the Hat
on film is ill used.
It’s not even for kids.
it’s not even funny.
To be totally honest,
it’s a waste of money.
It lacks the magic of Seuss,
of his lasting words.
On film, this Cat
is just for the birds.
Myers lacks charm,
he’s creepy as the Cat
Someone else should have donned,
that big feline’s hat.
He’s unctuous and grating.
he’s sure no laugh riot.
Too many entendres
for a kids’ movie diet.
The wisdom of Seuss
is missing in action.
The laughs are so scarce;
they’re only a fraction.
A mom and a neighbor
pop onto the scene:
Kelly Preston, Alec Baldwin
with not much to glean.
The film’s writers forgot
An important detail.
The lessons of youth
are the meat of this tale.
The Cat is a letdown,
I ruefully confess.
Once again the studio
has made Seuss a mess.
So here’s what I say,
this is my hook.
You’d be better off reading
your children the book."
read more reviews - ( submitted gleefully for your reading pleasure. )
mood: justified
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