It’s Called THE HEART IS AN OAR OF BEASTS, MAY THE BOAT BE ROCKED TO A STONE, AND MINIATURIZED BEFORE THE WILL OF OATS.
Continue reading “Ever Write This Song?”
Nobody Had Written This Song Yet So I Took A Crack At It (deliverance from evil)
Continue reading “I Wrote A New Song”
I’m Thinking of Colorizing Things
A brief dramatization of the day Ted Turner decided to colorize Citizen Kane.
Continue reading “Scenario 1”
I don’t really care if movie theaters never open again. I’ve spent more than half my life working in theaters and the truth is that they are a hell unlike any other job in the service industry. I’ve outlined a lot of this before and I won’t go into all the details here again, but just know that having to serve food, beer, and movies all at the same time is the worst combination I can think of outside of maybe working in a baby rattle factory by day and digging graves by night. I know people love to say insane things like, “Oh, but there’s nothing like the theatre experience!” and they’re right. There really is nothing like it. It’s the fucking worst. You can keep it.
