Friday, December 31, 2010


Mon 3: 6-2
Tue 4: 9-4
Wed 5: 9-4
Thur 6: 9-2
Fri 7: 9-3

Monday, December 27, 2010

The I's Have It

My DVD cataloging project is fast under way, but no manner of speed will ever make this list expediently done, nor 100% complete. And I haven't even gotten to the television shows, music videos, or even the VHS collection yet. Porn will probably not factor, and I'll leave the wrestling DVDs in Joe's capable hands.

Ichi: Prequel To Ichi The Killer
I Love You, Man
Imaginary Heroes
I’m Gonna Git You Sucka
I’m Not There
Impact (1949)
Imperial Venus
Importance Of Being Ernest
In A Lonely Place
Incredible Mr. Limpet (DVD-R)
Inglorious Bastards (DVD-R)
Inglourious Basterds
In Name Only (DVD-R)
In The Heat Of The Night (DVD-R)
In The Realms Of The Unreal
In The Year 2889
Invasion U.S.A.
Invincible (2001)
Iron Giant
Iron Man (DVD-R)
I Shot Andy Warhol
Island AT The Top Of The World
Island Of Dr. Moreau
Italian Job (1969)
It Happened One Night (DVD-R)
I, The Jury (DVD-R)
It’s A Mad Mad Mad Mad World
It’s A Wonderful Life
I Wake Up Screaming
I Was A Male War Bride

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Teena Marie, 1956-2010

Oh yes, Christmas happened. Or at least I'm vaguely aware of the occurrence, having caught a virus Christmas Eve and spent most of the night heaving an empty stomach over the potty. But by Christmas morning the worst was past and I was able to visit with my parents, exchange gifts, and keep food down. Still don't have a voice at the moment, as all the vomiting tore my throat to shreds and my body is sore from all the pulled muscles. But after today's snowstorm which kept me home an extra day I think I'm better recovered, if still a little tired and hoarse. I just have a lot of white stuff to dig myself out of bright and early tomorrow morning.

Merry Christmas, everyone. And R.I.P., Miss Marie.

Thursday, December 23, 2010


Fri 24: 6-1:30
Sun 26: 4-11:30
Mon 27: 9-11am
Tue 28: 5-cl
Wed 29: 9-11am
Fri 31: 2-7:30

Monday, December 20, 2010

Laff It Up, Fuzzball

Christmas dinner with old friends at Veneziano Italian restaurant in Norfolk, Va last night. Taken with Hunter's phone and emailed to mine, although luckily you can't see me except for my arm behind Joe because I think I had a straw in my mouth trying to fish out the lemon slice from my water glass and I probably looked like the world's fattest crackhead. The heat wasn't working in the place so we all ate in our coats and scarves and Rachel (in red scarf) and I had inhuman amounts of coffee to keep us relatively warm. But was a lovely night and wonderful to see a lot of these people in the same room with each other again. We've all been so scattered over the last half year and Sunday brunches have been an exercise in getting us together. But I'm glad I went. Despite how much chest pain I was in from coughing so much. Haven't been able to pay my insurance for two months until now so once things kick back in I have to try and at least get a few ounces of Tussionex from the doctor this week, if possible. I can't make it through Christmas and New Years with the beast still living in my lungs.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Don Van Vliet aka Captain Beefheart, 1941-2010

I first heard Trout Mask Replica in the spring on 1988, having bought the cassette after reading about the album's greatness from numerous reliable publications and various top-ten lists. But at first listen, I was stunned, and not in the way that I was expecting. An amalgam of musical instruments played at what I perceived as tuneless and inhuman caterwauling from Mr. Beefheart himself, a man whom everyone claimed had a seven-and-a-half octave range. I honestly thought that I was being "punk'd", a victim of one of the oldest practical jokes in rock in roll. And in a way I was. The joke was on me, because at nineteen years old the windows to my mind had not yet been properly blown open. But they were about to be.

As the years progressed, I got more into jazz. Be-bop, then more free and avant-garde. Ornette, Coltrane, Frank Lowe. I got deeper into blues, and soaked up Howlin' Wolf's demon growl. Dadaism. And then... then I went back to Trout Mask Replica and suddenly I was staring at a vase where a moment before we only two faces. And it all made sense to me now. And I couldn't get enough. The words, the voice. The man. Now there are no words, and the man is gone. But the voice still remains. Thank you for teaching me, Doc.

RIP Don.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Half Truth Or No Truth At All

First 20 tracks on my iTunes and I still can't stop playing this one Christmas song that I used to adore as a little girl.

1. "Fallen Hero" - The Enemy
2. "I Don't Live Today" - Jimi Hendrix Experience
3. "To Be Young, Gifted and Black" - Donny Hathaway
4. "Sweet Child" - Micatone
5. "Red Hot" - Robert Gordon
6. "Something Global" - Fight Like Apes
7. "Pollyanna" - Patterson Hood
8. "Take Me I'm Yours" - Squeeze
9. "Morpheus" - Spike Jones
10. "Dazzle Ships" - OMD
11. "Bernadette" - The Cold
12. "Barney Miller Show Theme
13. "House Of Pleasure" - Skillet & Leroy
14. "The Post War Dream" - Pink Floyd
15. "Monkey Man" - Specials
16. "Can't Stop" - Roy Hargrove
17. "Save Your Love" - Great White
18. "Lowdown" - Boz Scaggs
19. "Dude Yr So Crazy!" - Le Tigre
20. "Without Her" - Harry Nilsson

Monday, December 06, 2010


Wed 15: 9-11am
Fri 17: 4-cl
Sat 18: 4-cl
Sun 19: 9-4
Mon 20: 8-5
Tue 21: 8-4
Thur 23: 12-8
Fri 24: 6-1:30