Prior to the death of the original bassist (Billy "Bass Wolf") in 2005, Guitar Wolf made a spectacular zombie-horror filmed entitled Wild Zero. The movie involved potions of Japan, garage-punk rock, sex, blood, violence, beatniks, motorcycles, and fucking leather. The story is juicy, violent, and basically everything one could ask for from this truly magnificent trio!
I really enjoy this song because when Guitar Wolf screams Roaring Blood, it sounds like they are actually saying "fuck yo' blood!". Hahahahahaha...classic.
Like nearly every female has done before, I must binge a bit on Joy Division's Ian Curtis. He's not a dreamboat and so that's not why I am speaking of him, but he was quite talented, so I'm lamenting a bit on him checking out early. He is one of my favorite lyricists and he had a good pipe to back it up. I mostly feel a connection to him, I guess, because he was Epileptic like me! I cannot tell you how much you feel related to a person when they share that, erm, characteristic with you!
Hangman looks round as he waits, Cord stretches tight then it breaks, Someday we will die in your dreams, How I wish we were here with you now.
I used to hate my name. Then I got a bit more into Jimi. I think I like music so much because I feel as if the artist knew me, because a truly talented one can write as if they are describing everything I have gone through and feel, but will never describe. Goodness, I love this song! He describes absolutely everything about and even goes through the effort of mentioning my name! The pain, the agony!!
I love this song, dammit.
After all the jacks are in their boxes And the clowns have all gone to bed You can hear happiness staggering on down the street Footprints dressed in red And the wind whispers Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken pieces of yesterday’s life Somewhere a queen is weeping Somewhere a king has no wife And the wind, it cries Mary
The traffic lights they turn up blue tomorrow And shine their emptiness down on my bed The tiny island sags downstream ‘Cause the life that lived is, is dead And the wind screams Mary
Will the wind ever remember The names it has blown in the past And with his crutch, it’s old age, and it's wisdom It whispers no, this will be the last And the wind cries Mary
Saw The Road a bit of time ago...go see it! Viggo worked his magic, but that comes to no surprise for me, he's a legend in my book. If a director ever worries of fucking up the adaptation of novel to film, then just cast Viggo Mortensen and all the necessary remedies bloom tout de suite! Kodi Smit-McPhee, "The Boy", also nailed it. I had not the slightest idea that he is Australian, so he has gained my utmost respect! His American accent amazing. If I had imagined any boy from reading Cormac McCarthy's novel, it'd be him. His helpless ignorance and raw curiosity was impeccable. Robert Duvall was in it, as "The Old Man", but I didn't even realize it! He looked absolutely horrific! The story adheres to the writings of the novel and I believe the screenplay was much better done than the last movie I had seen, Where the Wild Things Are...sorry again Dave. One of my favorite moments of the film is when Duvall mentions how, during these times, it is too much a luxury to ask to be dead. I hear ya', sista! Kind of a reflection on the current events of America, eh? Should we stay, or should we go. Also the goal to reaching the coast, really what is the cost of all of it? People see the beach as an oasis, you find it in the midwest all the time. But once you find yourself staying there, it's not so different from anywhere else. Apparently, this ideal does not change during post-Apocalyptic times. Not to mention that in the book how there are no names, just "The Boy" and "The Man". Wonderful, frightening, suspenseful!!
NOTE: I do not want to be dead during these times; the mentioning of The Old Man's paraphrasing has no reflection on how I see the world these days...I'm happy living.