Showing posts with label death take a freakin' holiday already. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death take a freakin' holiday already. Show all posts

Thursday, March 18, 2010

the one & many Chiltons to which we listen


courtesy goodfeelinggs

For more & better reasons than any one favorite song or era taken on its own, losing Alex Chilton has been an esp. hard kick in the teeth. Maybe with Spring on its way or something . . .

Deferring now to these many fans/proponents/mourners:

mrdantefontana and Donna Lethal of PCL LinkDump

Kicksville 66

If Charlie Parker Was A Gunslinger . . .


Pathway to Unknown Worlds


Singer-Saints

And Now the Screaming Starts

Monster Movie Music

While thinking about the wraiths of Chilton and Dickinson cavorting in a spectral Trans Am.

And of other people/places/things gone way on up & out.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Vic Mizzy, musical mastermind

What do you say about a composer who wrote the theme to Green Acres *and* the music for The Ghost and Mr. Chicken?

Frankly, I dunno. The dude rocked our worlds with bass harmonicas and fuzztone guitar motifs and now he's gone.

But Magic Carpet Burn takes a step in the right direction with the aforementioned primo Don Knotts comedy.

Around 8:38, dig the creepiest organ music ever . . . (thanks, Vic)


courtesy DonKnottsFan

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

in a full bird Trans Am to Valhalla, Mississippi

An old friend just sent me this obit for Memphis music maker/record producer Jim Dickinson.

If in no mood for the greatest craziest damn music cranking from the Jensen coaxials of post-life, one might rejoin the living in the least likely of ways: via cell.

Mobile soundscapes, that is, presented by the good folks at Disquiet.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Thursday, March 26, 2009

my cathode youth vol. 5 1/2



My buddy Al Mundy's at it again. This time on a death flight where heedless scientists die on cue.

God, I totally remember seeing this as a kid.

John Colicos, whose misanthropic heavyosity has graced the likes of Star Trek and Battleship Galactica, comes on just a little lighter than usual to serve in the screenwriter's bully pulpit as a villain with a righteous cause.

Think of it as a kinda Malthusian/eco-terrorist rip of Agatha Christie's Ten Little Indians.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

a piece of your own death



One of my favorite characters from one of my favorite movies.

Warning: mature language, surliness, cigarette smoking, humor . . .

Tho' different in many ways, he brings to mind an old acquaintance.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

my cathode youth vol. 5



Again with It Takes a Thief.

That old episode I remembered is now on Hulu. Marilyn McCoo and the whole damn 5th Dimension guest star.

Advice: beware of glass sculpture and duck behind the couch. Or that "One Less Bell to Answer" (with the tacked on space trumpet coda) will toll for thee . . .

Dedicated to an Al of my own acquaintance.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

way too many dead folk

Pat Hingle . . .

Eartha Kitt, on Christmas Day, of all days . . .

Now Patrick McGoohan. Remembered on PCL LinkDump. And on Deadlicious with plenty of Prisoner related & other follow up.

Don't anyone else go dyin' if you know what's good for ya . . .