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Van Morrison at NYC Summerstage, I think it was 1982.  For his encore he tore into a roaring, raunchy version of "Send In The Clowns," ending it with "DON'T! FUCKING! BOTHER! THEY'RE HERE!!!"

I loved the consistent against-type casting of comic actors in the supporting roles, but my favorite is after seeing Tommy Smothers show up (not a surprise; he's acted in other films), who should appear as a judge but DICK Smothers!  I can just hear Soderbergh cackling when he came up with that one.

Oh, wait, I've got another:  a DVD with all of Albert Brooks' early appearances on "The Tonight Show."  My god, when he did the elephant act with a live frog I thought I was going to spontaneously combust.

Tom Chapin's "Make A Wish."  I remember it being really innovative in terms of its editing, and now that I'm an editor myself, I'd love to see if it influenced me at all.

There is a soundtrack available, and it's on Amazon, but it's THREE HUNDRED BUCKS for the CD.  But you're right, the song is almost worth it.

Is anyone still here?

Well, A), I'm 37 years older, B), like millions of other SNL stalwarts, I'm always hopeful that SOMETHING will be amusing, and last night I decided "what's the point this week?", and C), I always preferred Gail Matthias.

I actually turned it off during the "Gay Network" sketch — something I've never done before in 37 years.  Without a single laugh in the first fifteen minutes, I just decided it wasn't worth it.  They had a satirical point they could have made in the open — with everything Obama was trying to express in the speech, all

I want to call everyone's attention to an album of Newman covers that you may never have heard of.  It's called "Come Closer," by the German jazz pianist Julia Hulsmann, featuring an incredible singer named Anna Lauvergnac.  It opens with a mesmerizing version of "Let's Burn Down the Cornfield," goes on to a

And welcome to "The Bobby Moynihan Show."

Tom Hanks / Bruce Springsteen:  "They Wanted To Fly," an inspirational play with two young dreamers who, ever since they were children, wished they could really fly — with clunky, obvious flying wires strapped to their backs (and in Act 3, their wheelchairs) leading up to the sky — and nothing ever happens.  That, and

Can I bring up a geography question?  Freddie distracts the thugs at a movie theatre.  Do they then drive him to El Paradis so he can be beaten to a pulp in the basement (where I'm assuming the beating is happening because of Cilenti staggering, bloody, onto the main floor)?  And then, how does Freddie wind up on the

What I remember about this movie is that "the world's greatest detective" didn't actually do any DETECTING.  He was basically reacting to everything and bursting in with a tommy gun every so often.  But I also have a fondness for the "I'm Breathless" album — Madonna became a better singer, with a richer voice, as a

Five seasons is about right, and while it was declining in quality (whatever happened to that "Don't Tell The Others" plot that Nate was cooking up throughout the beginning of the season?),  I really enjoyed this show and will miss the characters, especially Elliott.  I loved the unexpected humor that came through

Five seasons is about right, and while it was declining in quality (whatever happened to that "Don't Tell The Others" plot that Nate was cooking up throughout the beginning of the season?),  I really enjoyed this show and will miss the characters, especially Elliott.  I loved the unexpected humor that came through

The final scene of the after-the-fact finale of "Homicide: Life on the Street."  "Where d'ya think you are?  Heaven???"

The final scene of the after-the-fact finale of "Homicide: Life on the Street."  "Where d'ya think you are?  Heaven???"

Here's the scoop on the Pythonic animation:

Here's the scoop on the Pythonic animation:

I do have to say that the first time they cut to Carla, everyone at my house yelled "Parker!"  What a startling resemblance between Jenni Blong and Beth Riesgraf.