I'm calling mine The Rise And Fall Of The Turd Reich.

Upvote for experimental music.

You could call Los Angeles Plays Itself a documentary, a video essay, a love letter to a magnificent city, and a poison pen letter to that city's best known industry. All of those ways of looking at this almost 3-hour long film are correct, but none of them capture the power, the intelligence, and the spirit of the…

I was coming here to say exactly that, but I was delayed by some sexy skullduggery.

On the plus side, it also involves a lot of cocaine.

Paris 1919. That album sucks me in for days.

And this is why he goes after the low hanging fruit with HDTGM. It's a lot less dangerous to one's career to make fun of bad movies from folks who aren't in the position to hire you.

How about one for each of the 182 Union casualties of the Fort Pillow Massacre?

He wrote that in 1968 and it remains relevant today. That's not something to be happy about. That's 2 or 3 generations that haven't learned a god damned thing.

I don't know what the fuck any of this means, but it's making me very angry.

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Oh good, another celebrity-driven, Instagram-ready restaurant. Hollywood doesn't have enough of those.

Please, no one tell Donnie about Nathan Bedford Forrest.

Yeah, that looks shockingly bad.

Are you my wife?

I remember the feeling I had when I saw the trailer for this in front of The Big Sick: revulsion at the sheer manufactured ugliness of it, mixed with anger at the contempt the writer, producer and director clearly held for its intended audience.

My John Cale binge continued this week, but it started to bleed into early Warren Zevon in the last few days. I've had his self-titled first album, Excitable Boy, Bad Luck Streak In Dancing School, Stand In The Fire and The Envoy on near constant rotation. Good, mean rock and roll music.

I've been on a John Cale tear for the last couple of weeks, but I haven't gone back to the VU yet. His classical training stands out in everything he's touched, bringing an at once experimental and almost mannered tone to what should have been just sloppy 70s rock n roll. I think I love his music more than anyone…

For. He defeated Lee.

It's completely rational to be angry about these Nazi fucks.