TVC15: The track was inspired by an episode in which Iggy Pop, during a drug-fueled period at Bowie’s LA home, hallucinated and believed the television set was swallowing his girlfriend. Bowie developed a story of a holographic television, TVC 15.
A little embarrassing tumbl-stalking led me to this awesome 2009 collection of memories about early days in New York from people we know and love. (Sorry if you’ve already seen this 10 times.) Some highlights:
Porn king and Russian native Michael Lucas:
I wore poor-person clothes like Abercrombie & Fitch, which was very sad, very beige. [… ] I learned to cook from marked-down cookbooks I bought at a Barnes & Noble, but I preferred the Burger King. I remember looking in the mirror once in 1997 and not seeing even one ab.
My roommate had come to New York to do art but then had gotten into a dispute with the landlord, and literally, the dispute with the landlord took up every ounce of brainpower that she had. She was suing him for stuff that got damaged when the roof had caved in, and she was forever going on and on about the proceedings and how unfair he was and how he did one lousy thing to her or another. She became unable to do anything but think about this apartment. She was like a character out of a Tom Wolfe novel—her life had made her crazy—and that just seemed to sum up so exactly something about this city.
The mice kind of became a part of the house. [… ] It’s interesting how much you can adapt to when you don’t have the means to fix it. We did get the sticky traps once. But when one got stuck, we were all too scared to get it and throw it out or kill it. Literally, we were four college-age dudes curled up on the couch listening to it scream for three days. We took turns going back and peeking at it and yelling, “Oh God, it’s there! It’s dying! It’s dying! What do we do?” But you can’t get it off; if you pull it, you rips the limbs off. The humane thing to do would have been to smash it with a hammer, but no one had the stomach to do that, so it was pretty awful.
(This last is close to my heart, as I gained an unfair reputation for being “cold-blooded” in college after killing a cute baby mouse stuck to a glue trap by choking it between my thumb and forefinger. There was nothing else I could do!)
Guess what? According to Gawker, my zodiac sign changed! I used to be a Virgo, but now I’m a Leo! This is the best news I’ve heard all day, because Virgos are neat, anal-retentive virgins, and Leos are awesome.
Same here signwise, but what I’m reblogging for is to note how UNDERDEVELOPED the signs-of-the-Zodiac Wikipedia pages are. Thanks, Wikipedians (not)!
As featured in John Sayles’s The Return of the Secaucus 7. The Big Chill is a complete ripoff of this movie, and this movie will make you appreciate The Big Chill anew (one thumb up, needed more kitchen dancing).
Uke + Liz/Andrew close harmonies coming soon 2 YouTube
Time Fades Away, Neil Young. 14 junkies, too weak to work.
W: In 1987, Young told an interviewer that Time Fades Away was “the worst record I ever made - but as a documentary of what was happening to me, it was a great record. I was onstage and I was playing all these songs that nobody had heard before, recording them, and I didn’t have the right band. It was just an uncomfortable tour. I felt like a product, and I had this band of all-star musicians that couldn’t even look at each other.”