1. SPECIAL "TOP
TEN" FALL FASHION SECTION: take a sneak peak at two sizzling looks that
will be "in" for this fall season:
As I walk around oh-so-young Manhattan, I sometimes feel old. I'm always
gazing at pedestrians that seem to get younger and younger each year...
with my imperfect skinned-face sulking at every imagined glance from them
(the enlarged pores acting like black holes from which no sense of un-selfconsciousness
can escape). So I know what I need to add spark to my new lease on vanity...
that's right, a new look! A look that's all the rage! Fashion-rage! Today
we have "road rage" and "air rage" ...why not inspire fashion-rage!
I call these migraine-inducing ensembles "super-pretensionism" ...it's
similar to post-modernism, but since modernism had the luxury of a birthday
and assumed death, "post" nevertheless cannot precede the eternal concept
of "pretension" without sounding pretentious itself! And therefor... almost
fulfilling yet another grotesque mutated strain of an increasingly diseased
english vocabulary... "pretentious" cocoons and transforms into "super-pretentious."
These two items will be worn by any one person come this fall... why be
left out? They combine the meticulous, quiz-show flair of the "semio/chao-tic"
paintings of Mark Tansey,
plus the delectable "glamour traps" that halo the brilliant legacy
of Coco
Chanel.
Will I ever get to describing the items!? NEVER! Let me continue "clearing
my throat!" Pour Kramer
from "Seinfeld" and a bit of Verushka
from "Blow Up" into a blender and press the button that will frappe
you into the future! I'm drowning in photo-styling outrageousness!
I'm choking on their glossy, scented pages! *Gag!* *Spit!* *Swoon!*
Get me a defibrillator and a Diet Coke!
You know, I think I had a great, great grandfather that warned me on one
dark and stormy night that a life spent looking at pictures in fashion
magazines would turn my gray matter to goo... but then again he spent the
last four decades of his life in a nuthouse.
See how easy writing about fashion is? A dose of Excedrin ...a black cup
of coffee ...shot of insulin ...a lady's shoe filled with champagne ...a
bullet to the brain! Oh-la-la! Don't say hello to fussy un-fashionable
glitz, instead... reject saying good-bye to the return of un-glitzy fashion...
in reverse! This season it's all about doing complex math problems (and
losing) rather than simple shopping (and winning). The VIP lounge behind
the velvet ropes? No... the high security research laboratory behind the
antiseptic secret hidden elevator!
So, shrink yourself down to microscopic size, get into a little white submarine,
and inject yourself into the pulsating bloodstream of now. The janitor
closet at the Metropolitan Museum of Art has replaced the DJ booth at whatever-the-latest-club-is.
Confused? Don't be! These two hot-hot-hot fashion items will have everyone's
migraines raging come fall. Read on and take note:
These old fashioned surveillance devices, or so-called "counter measure accessories," have long gone out of fashion... but their style remains eternal. Come this chilly fall, it's all about a clunky tape recorder (or two-way receiver/transmitter) attached to the chest (under your clothes) with white surgical tape, a microphone hidden underneath the collar of your shirt or sleeve cuff (with wires taped and running along your torso) and perhaps a small ear piece hidden conveniently beneath the back of your ear under long hair or a hat.
These functional items, playfully hidden under your button-down, white, long-sleeve shirt, not only say to your friends and co-workers "I'm interesting and mysterious" but also "I care about you and what you have to say." Being an attentive listener is always in style! Whether it's at a heavy meal in an Italian restaurant in Brooklyn, or a parked car meeting outside a warehouse in Queens at 2am... this playful little encoutrement screams attention! Goes great with concrete shoes!
Beads of nervous sweat and two men with large satellite dish receivers hidden in un-marked van outside are optional.
Newer models are a tad more honest... with a visible spiral, clear or flesh-colored chord connected from the back of the ear down into the shirt. But stool pigeons to that! It's old-school all the way this season. Hide your style... don't give yourself away! Be suspicious! Keep people guessing! Live life on the edge! Wear the only accessory this fall that will get everyone talking ...and you recording!
Of course, you must choose the long, 17" overboot style... which will cause hours of delight and wonderment as you mentally debate whether to tuck the cuffs of your pants inside, or leave them hanging over.
But trust me... if you don't know the answer to that age-old dilemma... you shouldn't be wearing them! Long, black rubber galoshes should always be worn with pants tucked inside. Particularly business suit pants and cargo khakis. Even long skirts or gowns! Your hot feet will sweat those pounds away! If you're seen all around town wearing nothing but these, in any kind of weather, and with every outfit imaginable... you'll be the talk of the town in your own mind in no time! Clunk your way into people's consciousness at your next cocktail party! Dare people not to notice! Step on the toes of those who hate style!
Mondo
Cane Collection's "Good-bye Uncle Tom" DVD
2. Mondo Cane
Collection's "Goodbye Uncle Tom" (dirs: Gualtiero Jacopetti, Franco
E. Prosperi, 1971) - it's shit-your-pants fantastic!
As Jim and I sauntered into Kim's Video, the one place in New York that
magically mixes obscure film titles and counter clerk rage (as if that's
an unusual combo), I turned and said to him "Oh I saw this unbelievable
movie playing here the other day... we've gotta rent it." I had seen
it playing quite a number of times in the store (where it commanded the
attention of the employees and customers alike), but I finally remembered
to ask what it was. Finding it in the back "cult movie" room, under the
"shock-umentary" section, we rented it and took it home. We then fired
up the DVD player and proceeded to stare aghast at the screen for a solid
two hours, as we slowly soiled our pants with the sheer inability to classify,
categorize, or even react to what we were watching.
Truly unbelievable, and hard to condescend to in the way hipster film geeks
usually do... Gualtiero Jacopetti and Franco E. Prosperi's 1971, eye-exploding,
brain-scrambling, irony-eliminating "Goodbye
Uncle Tom" comes off like a cross between the TV movie "Roots," Alejandro
Jodorowsky's "Holy Mountain" and Russ Meyer's "Beneath the Valley of the
Ultra-Vixens." It's as if the Black Panthers hired Federico Fellini to
direct a movie about the atrocities of slavery... and he just went totally
ape-shit and way over-budget and created a grand-scale, cinematic orgy
of stylistic insanity.
The mood of "Goodbye Uncle Tom" almost plays like a surreal comedy, but
the humor is very elusive. Jacopetti and Prosperi spare no expense
in what was obviously a high-dollar production. Where in the world they
got a cast of what looks like thousands of black actors to play in such
intense and highly-charged scenes is beyond me. If you think you've seen
it all, think again. I'm not even going to touch on whether or not this
film is "anti-p.c." or not... I'll just say it quickly transcends that
realm, leaving it way, way out of sight.
Days after watching the picture, Jim and I agreed that when we were trying
to describe the film to others, we found it hard to come up with a context
to covey it properly. The movie is not actually "exploitation" or "shocking"
or even "camp" ...it's just really, uh... big in its unrestrained
vision. Does that sum it up? Even though the film is sensational, and hardly
a documentary... I still found it to be very informative about the highly
complex intricacies of the way slavery entered into, reigned, and then
dwindled away (and sometimes didn't) in America before, during and after
the Civil War. I highly recommend this fantastically obnoxious and
explosive film, which is highly entertaining, and educational almost by
default.
Renting it can be a bit tricky... it's part of the recently released "Mondo
Cane Collection" box set, which contains most of Jacopetti and Prosperi's
films. A rental store will obviously rent the titles in the set individually,
but finding a store that carries it might be a hassle. The "Goodbye Uncle
Tom" title contains two discs, one with the original english version, and
the other with the subtitled foreign language version, which is the longer
director's cut and is supposedly more incendiary (Jim and I stuck with
just the english version, having to read subtitles on top of an already
rapid-fire picture would have thrown us into 'Scanners'-style, cranium-exploding,
sensory overload).
Here is a link to the Blue Underground (the DVD's distributors) "Goodbye
Uncle Tom" page (with viewable trailer). Here is a New York Times article
on Jacopetti, Prosperi and their "Mondo" film legacy. Here's the Amazon.com
link to the ($140) "Mondo
Cane boxed set."
surfer Bradley Smith hunts
for fish
3. Australian
surfer bitten in half by shark the size of a car, dragged to the murky
depths... still on prowl
In south-western Australia last week, a famous surfer, Bradley Smith, 29,
was attacked
in the water at Gracetown surfing district, by (presumably) two sharks
and killed in full view of friends who were watching from a boat. While
originally reported as a great white (some still believe it was), witnesses
now say it may have been a white pointer, while others think it was a bronze
whaler. The witnesses described the shark who "...bit him in half"
as five meters long and three meters around, and were quoted as saying
it was "...as wide as a car." According to witnesses, apparently
Smith tried to fight off the sharks (who had suddenly ambushed him while
he sat on his surfboard in the water) but the struggle was futile. After
being mauled and bit heavily in the torso area, Smith was dragged under.
"There was a large amount of blood in the water" one unidentified witness
told reporters. "When the first one came up a bit I could see its fin
and it was almost a yard high. When it came out of the water with Brad
still fighting it, I could see its body was about the width of a car and
its open jaws were as wide as a man's arm. It just ended up in a terrible
feeding frenzy. It was awful."
An image
of Smith's surfboard was shown on Australian television, the back half
of it completely bitten off.
"If
we find them, we have the authority to kill them," fisheries officer
Tony Cappelluti later told reporters, "If they've tasted human blood,
then they'll remain a problem until we've tracked them down."
Great Whites are actually, by law, a protected species unless one kills
a human.
"Forget
what all the do-gooders have to say about it," said Brian Sierakowski
in a recent Australian TV report, "If there is a shark coming back to
this beach which is a similar shark, and it's territorial, and it's probably
a rogue shark that's sick, it's going to re-attack again, and you've got
to get rid of it." Reading the transcript
of the rest of the TV report Mr. Sierakowski was speaking at, one can't
help but think the whole meeting was lifted right out of the script
from the town meeting scene in "Jaws."
It turns out this specific attack on Smith, and it's subsequent fear and
hysteria, has spawned an odd controversy
over whether or not to hunt the sharks responsible. Smith's brother has
even lead a public
campaign calling for a halt on shark-hunting "mania."
That's nice... but jeeze, I think being attacked
and eaten alive by vicious sharks is probably on most people's "top five"
lists as the worst possible way to go. Just thinking about blurry underwater
glimpses (made crimson with my own blood) of big, black, emotionless eyes
and hideous razor mouths tearing my own flesh apart as the salt water increases
the pain and the terror and panic compounds the realization that I'm about
to die... not being able to breath... *swallow hard* it sounds like
my worst nightmare from Hell... *shudder*
The placement of mankind in relation to the rest of the animal kingdom
is not a well-earned plateau of comfort... it's a constant battle! It's
a jungle out there! Brad Smith knows this! So go eat meat... wear fur...
stomp on bugs... kill viruses with antibiotics... we're at WAR!
After all......
Collision
at the intersection of Food and Chain...
4. Moose vs.
car
Here is the link.
And...
Image
courtesy axis-of-aevil
5. "Mmm...
more fresh victims for my ever-growing army of the dead. And try our side
salad!"
Scientists can now synthesize food products like milk, coffee, yogurt and
chocolate from... ready? Recycled BLOOD! Yes... blood. Cow's blood from
slaughterhouses to be exact... of which hundreds and thousands of gallons
are apparently poured down the drain daily. *BLLLEEEAAAGGGHHHH!*
Here is the link.
"By this
time she had found her way into a tidy little room, with a table in the
window on which was a looking glass..."
6. Original manuscripts
of Rev. Charles Dodgson's (aka Lewis Carroll) "Alice's Adventures
Underground"
A totally enjoyable read... nice, large pages. Go find some old, yellowed,
musty paper in you basement or attic and see if you can feed it into your
printer and print them out... maybe press a few flowers between the pages.
Then read it under a tree in a wispy, green meadow. Then drop acid!
Here is the link.
the mind
is a terrible thing to not control
7. Electronic
Weapon Attack Video Capture Analysis - paranoid schizophrenia, at home!
Interesting to watch, like reality TV about the paranoid-schizophrenic
set. Here is the link
to the quicktime video. This is a sub-page in the infinite and never-boring
Mind
Control Forum web site. Don't you feel like going there right now?
You do, don't you?
8. Cam cap of
me that I like
9. Jim
Someone needs to invent this.
Mark
Allen's Top Seven for July 12th, 2004:
NOTE: I must apologize to all my readers
for the tragically anorexic (bulimic?) and tardy condition of my most recent
Top Ten entries... which have been a bit constipated. I have just been
really, really busy with stuff. I'm a busy person! ME! ME! ME! Can you
believe, even when I'm apologizing for not having enough time to write...
I still magically have time to talk about myself?! And then draw attention
to that fact as well? I call it "magi-tasking" because it uses magic. It's
like "multi-tasking" but it's far more egotistical, and more pathologically
forthright in it's passive/aggressive contrivances. I mean... after all,
this site
is called MARKALLENcam.com ...not IAMAGREATLISTENER.com!
Read on slaves!
Did someone say "lighter"
side of? John Nozum performs a pyrotechnical stunt with his "montgomery
cannula"
NOTE:
this is actually a photoshop-ed picture, the rest of the stuff on "Lighter
Side of..." is (gasp!) REAL!
1. The Lighter
Side of Trach Life (no, not written by Dave
Berg)
Here is the link to "The
Lighter Side of Trach Life."
Living in the personality "mecca" of New York City, I am sometimes amazed
to find myself literally cornered by the 8,000,000 occasionally boring,
lobotomized zombies that haunt our "great" metropolis... yes, "cornered,"
or perhaps "herded" ...deep into the confines of my apartment, alone! Sob!
And lo-and-behold, in my state of ennui... I do what? That's right... I
go onto the internet and find people that are actually interesting! Of
course... it wouldn't be fair to skip mentioning that after a few hours
of this, the exact vise-versa occurs.
Anywho...
John Nozum (above) suffers from "sleep
apnea," a condition which means that, because of structural obstruction,
respiratory conditions or a combination of both... the body is not able
to get enough oxygen as it sleeps. Although related to simple snoring,
sleep apnea is much more serious. In mild-to-extreme cases, it causes the
body to continuously wake itself up during the night over and over so consciousness
can regain proper breathing. As we all know, one restless night can lead
to one hell-of-a drowsy, confused, listless, cranky day. But a lifetime
of sleep deprivation due to sleep apnea (which can often go undiagnosed
for decades) can lead to serious health problems by the time one reaches
one's thirties (not to mention some weird personality and learning problems).
So, sufferers of sleep apnea now have different techniques
and methods to help them get a good night's sleep. These vary from
simply loosing some weight, to using special sprays that supposedly shrink
nasal tissue, to inserting weird little plastic prongs into their noses
to open the passages, or maybe sleeping with a "nasal cannula" connected
from their nose to a supplemental oxygen machine, or perhaps sleeping with
a regular oxygen mask (attached to their heads with fashionable head straps)
hooked up to a Continuous Positive Air Pressure machine (CP/AP) or a Bi-level
Positive Air Pressure machine (BiPAP), or maybe going the old fashioned
route by lubing-up a 'nasal trumpet' and inserting down the ole' nasal
canal to sleep with (you gotta see John's photos of this).
If that doesn't work, they can also have a variety of creepy-sounding operations
performed on them (like John did) that range from "cutting back" or removal
of the tonsils (a serious operation in adults), adenoids, and/or uvula
(the uvula in the throat you pervert) or even "tongue advancement" and
"mandibular (lower jaw) advancement." No, I don't want to see photos of
this.
John Nozum (isn't his last name so oddly 'sleep' sounding?) decided to
have a "tracheostomy" performed on his throat (the creation of a second
airway at the front of the neck), with a plastic control device called
a "montgomery cannula." And his sleep apnea is now "HISTORY" as he puts
it.
John has had some other physical problems in his life (he was born with
Goldenharís syndrome, which caused some of the 'abnormalities' in his appearance).
He's had a pretty bizarre and unusual life. He has learned some pretty
interesting tricks to perform with his montgomery cannula, and his documentation
of them through photography and text is really ...a yolk of interesting-ness
wrapped in a shell of odd-ness? Best analogy EVER!
Anyway, I personally found it to be noteworthy... and I'm a totally jaded,
art-snob bitch from your worst New York nightmare (see you in HELL bitches!)
I also found John to have an interesting eye (literally!) for photography.
Take a wide-eyed stroll around John's main page: "Nozum
Jam!" - he certainly has a lot to talk about! And of course take a
look at the "Lighter Side of..." page (linked above). Here is his main
sleep apnea page (lots of great photos).
*
(One half sentence in the above piece was half-stolen from Gawker.com)
For a link to this actual
Mickey Mouse comic strip from 1930 (in which Mickey actually commits suicide)
click here.
2. Chronological
history of deaths on rides at Disneyland
Here is the link.
Fascinating, wordy, curse-filled (and perhaps also the other kind of curse-filled)
history of every death at every Disneyland ride ever. With details
of who... what... where they landed... how it looked... who sued... who
saw it... what they said... and what they had for lunch.
You know... it makes me wonder. If they took a poll and asked people around
the world to make a list of the top ten places they would like to die (when
their time comes), I wonder how many people would put "Disneyland" on that
list somewhere. I bet you'd be surprised!
(discovered through boingboing.net)
Poster
for Robert Greenwald's new film "Outfoxed"
3. Horrifying
in-house memos from Fox News chief John Moody (at: Wonkette.com)
Eeeeewwww... over at Wonkette.com,
thirty memos from Fox New chief John Moody have been posted for all to
see. A fascinating read to say the very least. Really paints un ugly picture
of employees and correspondents sub-serving inside a slithering nether
world of creepy toil and hype-ridden strife, which probably had more than
a few of them conflicted about the status of their own spines (a daily
concern for most people serving in a corporate environment).
This is cause to, and in wake of, the explosive scandal caused by Robert
Greenwald's new film 'Outfoxed'
- which I can't wait to see... did you know this week it was the #1 pre-ordered
DVD on Amazon.com, and it hasn't even been released yet? Anyway,
if you haven't heard about the documentary, it's about Rupert Murdoch's
Fox News, and how it's supposedly (haha!) Republican-biased from the bottom-up.
The picture is only being viewed in clandestine home screenings and special
events right now... and just from that, has caused a media shit storm.
A theatrical release looks imminent.
Rem
Koolhaus in Rotterdam
4. Quote from
Rem Koolhaus in Icon magazine
In an interview
with Rem Koolhaus in a June 2004 issue of Icon magazine, he says of Rotterdam
(the city he calls home); "Its a weird city because the uglier the weather,
the more beautiful the city, and the uglier the buildings, the more coherent
the city."
An interesting quote... and it got me thinking. For some reason, it made
me think of my beloved suburban sprawl home city of Plano, Texas (a place
most people loathe). Now that I think about it, I actually think Plano
also looks really good in overcast and rainy weather. All those crisply
new shopping malls, modern schools, expansive and trimmed parks, clean
concrete lines and lush, green, rectangular lawns just kind of do something
magical in that kind of light. Overcast light does something to green grass
and gray concrete that's hard to put into words. I've always wanted to
direct a Jacques Tati-esque film in and about Plano, Texas. I think there's
a lot to work with there, in that context.
Bill and
Lou
5. The Incredible
Hulk's online blog
Hahahahaha! Incredible!
Here is the link.
LEFT: Official Italian poster
for Dario Argento's "Il Cartaio"
RIGHT: Cover for Russian
DVD release of "Il Cartaio" (already out)
6. Dario Argento's
new film "Il Cartaio" to be released in US on DVD soon
Since American fans (there are quite a few!) of Italian giallo/horror director
Dario
Argento can only see his films when they are released on DVD (often
a year or more after their european release date, and often in a heavily
censored and edited form) ...I nevertheless am thrilled about the release
of Argento's latest giallo "Il Cartaio" (trans: 'The Card Player'). Released
in Italy and other places around the world (and screened at a few festivals
in the US) last January, the DVD will be released by Anchor
Bay in the States sometime in the very near future. Anchor Bay consistently
does justice to DVD releases of films that are lesser known, or have a
cult following, so I'm looking forward to it.
It stars Liam Cunningham, Stefania Rocca and a bunch of other mostly-known-in-Italy
actors. The story is about a serial killer who kidnaps his victims, and
then, from a remote location, asks a group of police and detectives to
partake in a game of on-line, computer poker. The captive victim (who is
hooked up to a live webcam that the detectives can see) will live if the
detectives win the game, and die if the killer wins. The detectives have
to get the help of a computer-nerd video poker expert to help them solve
the case, as more games are lost, more victims are slaughtered via webcam,
and (gulp!) the killer now seems to be targeting Rocca.
I know... grooooooan... the story sounds way dated - the stuff of late-90's
made-for-cable movies. But, subject matter (or acting, dialogue, editing,
plot or even sense) has never really been the point in Argento's work.
Argento's strengths have always been in creating a weirdly quirky and half-conscious
"mood" that sustains itself all the way through his films. Awkwardness
is the starting point... with surrealism the reluctant goal. He achieves
this with many used-only-by-him techniques, including some techniques that
truly seem like "bad" filmmaking. But his work is like no other, and even
though often difficult... many have said that Argento's best work captures
"dream logic," in the truest sense of the term, more than any director.
I absolutely loved his last film "Sleepless" (Italian title: 'Non Ho Sonno').
This film is apparently a straight detective thriller (Argento has actually
said in interviews that he was influenced by American TV shows like 'C.S.I.')
with less serial killer/victim pursuit, less violence, and more behind-the-scenes
whodunit and investigative calisthenics by the "poliziarati." The film
was originally created to star Dario's daughter, Asia Argento, and be a
continuation of her detective character Anna Manni from 1996's "The Stendhal
Syndrome" (so... after being hauled off for going art-nuts and viscously
slaughtering her coworkers at the end of that film, she's back on the force?
Okkkaaaaayyy...) However, Asia pulled out before filming began (for several
reasons, one of which was to direct a film version of JT Leroy's 'The Heart
Is Deceitful Above All Things') and Rocca took her place as another female
detective on the same force. The cinematography in this film is of note...
as it is done by Benoît Debie, who did the cinematography for Gaspar
Noé's "Irréversible" prior to this film
Here's a nice review
of "Il Cartaio." Here's another
one. Here's the film's official
website (I know it looks deceptive, but yes that's really it).
"Il Cartaio," like much of Argento's work, has had mixed reviews. It did
very, very well at the box office in Europe... and the money it raked in
no doubt will benefit Argento's next two projects. Which are:
1) Another giallo, titled "Occhiali Neri" (trans: 'Dark Glasses') about
a female prostitute who adopts a Chinese orphan boy before being blinded
in an accident. The duo then track down a maniac responsible for a spate
of hooker murders in Rome, due to her senses being heightened. (Huh? 'Gloria'
meets 'Psycho' meets ''Angel' meets 'The Helen Keller Story'? ...I can't
WAIT!). This film is actually already in production. Then after that...
2) Believe it or not, the third and final installment in the "Three Mothers"
trilogy (of which 'Suspiria' and 'Inferno' were the first two), in which
will be a return to the macabre, colorful, supernatural subject matter
and filmmaking style of the previous two.
7. My cam-cap
of the week
Mark
Allen's Top (one) for July 5th, 2004:
1. Sorry folks,
but I'm way too busy with some real writing gigs this week to do a Top
Ten. My hilariously haphazard but totally thrilling appearance on "The
Listener Hour" (you
can stream the whole thing archived here)
at the hallowed halls of WFMU.org will
just have to do for this week (detailed and highly click-able
playlist below). So if you've already heard it... do as the TV ads for
"Shrek II" command as they bark at you from the screen "...you have
to see it twice to catch all the magical hilariousness!" So, if I may
be repetitive... listen to it again to catch all the magical hilariousness!
Click
on all the links below ...touch ...feel ...explore.
(Stream show at WFMU site here)
-
excerpt from the film "What
About Bob?" - Bill Murray and Richard Dreyfuss, (dir: Frank Oz - 1991)
Harry
Pussy - excerpt from Let's
Build a Pussy 2xLP (Blackbean & Placenta Records - 1998)
Harry
Pussy - "Sex Problem" from
Harry Pussy Live! 10" (Cherry Smash
Records - 1997)
Mort
Garson / Jacques Wilson - "Prologue," "Leave the Driving to Us," "I've
Been Over the Rainbow" from
The
Wozard of Iz LP
(A&M Records- mid-70's)
Wendy
O. Williams - "La La Land" from Wendy
O. Williams Ultrafly and the Hometown Girls: Deffest and Baddest!
LP (her rap album!)
(Profile Records - 1988)
The
Suspicions (aka: The Flying Lizards) - "The
Laughing Policeman" 7" (Arista Records Ltd. - 1980)
David
Cunningham - "Error System (EFGA)" from Grey
Scale LP (Piano Records - 1977)
Kay
Lande / Wade Denning - "Little
Orphan Annie," "A Weird Happening" from Halloween
LP (A. A./Golden Records, late-60's)
- excerpt from the film "Heat"
- Andrea
Feldman and Sylvia Miles, (dir: Paul Morrissey - 1972)
- excerpt from Farrah Fawcett's loopy appearance on The David Letterman
Show (CBS-TV, June 10th, 1997)
Cathi
Stout - "Hips and Abdomen" from Special
Believercise: Christian Aerobics cassette (mid-80's)
The
Christian Astronauts - "Prepare To Fire.. .Countdown (Song by Sister
Shoup)" from 1960's S/T homemade LP
(re-released and now available on CD, Companion
Records, 2004)
Monster
Island Plus - "Mystic Jugs" from S/T homemade cassette of my college
friends Eddie Holland and Tim Pope and their band
(Denton, Texas, 1988... only a few of these tapes left in existence, maybe
only this one)
Roger
Miller - "My Uncle Used To Love Me But She Died" from Wacky
Westerns LP (K-Tel International, 1975)
Jerry
Goldsmith - "Love Shop" from Logan's
Run: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack LP (MGM - 1976)
Harry
Pussy - another excerpt from Let's
Build a Pussy 2xLP (Blackbean & Placenta Records - 1998)
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