July 19th, 2008

Madness

We had Ed Ward over for dinner last night and talked about music and shit while eating some of Rome Girl's awesome pasta with farce, garlic and baby tomatoes.

We had one interesting musical conversation. While Rome Girl in general doesn't like rock and almost always hates metal, she really likes Rob Zombie.

"Why do I like this," she asked several times.

We had no response - but it is a fair question.

After Ed left we watched the first two episodes of Mad Men.

It's an interesting bit of television nihilism. It's set at Madison Avenue advertising firm at some point in the late 1950s and early 1960s. They don't say the exact year, but the birth control pill is available, spray on deodorant is a brand new idea and Richard Nixon is looking for an ad agency, so it's somewhere in there.

In addition to being very, very funny, it makes me wish I was an adult back then. Hell, I write ad copy now, but it doesn't seem anywhere near as much fun as it must have been back then when you could drink in the office, smoke cigarettes anywhere, pagers and cell phones weren't an electronic leash and people had this sense of economic destiny around them.

Of course the downside is that all of the women in the office were relegated to subservient roles as secretaries or telephone operators and subject to huge amounts of sexual harassment - none of which I'd be into.

I want to work at an ad agency in 1959 that has 2008 attitudes towards people with vaginas.

Is that really too much to ask for, god?

Deep Thoughts

So, Dark Knight became the first movie to take in more money in an opening weekend than Revenge of the Sith.

Which simply proves that Americans really really get off on men in black masks.

C. Love - The New Hunter S. Thompson

If Courtney Love's latest blog entry isn't gonzo journalism I don't know what is.

For the link phobic it's a long rant against Ryan Adams and features this wonderful, almost poetic section:

"a dark pit of shit and fake names and insanity follows with lots and lots of people counting on Kookoo cherry not being able to prove things- and thats for another day- those people have not played chess with me.

But i was sitting with some people going thru the 29 american express cards that i didnt know existed that were connected to a few HUNDRED bank accounts,and there were all the bills for Ryan Adams worst record and one of the worst records i can think of in rock and roll history ironically called"Riock and Roll " and it was paid for by ME and mostly by my child.

and when i met Ryan we had a mild little flirtation, why not? but i made the deathly stupid decision to instead of just have very safe sex with him ( hes pretty dirty and man ive been around but im the virgin mary comparitevly) or make friends. no i fucking pimped my useless , ridiculaously terrible loser "Boyfriend" ( who ironically Edward Norton hates no one any more than this fuck and for good reason , yet Edwards OWN business manager put Barber up on West XXth street kitty corner from Edward, Barber could see into Edwards Apartment, and then he had his own Dean and Deluca account and an ABC Carpetand Home account and spent about 250,000 on furniture and another 600,000 dollars on travel, this loser who hasnt had a job since 98 - while Frances didnt have hardly enough to eat and i sure as hell didnt) i pimped Barber onto Ryan,"oooh hes a great producer"- maybe it wasbnt honourable0 i just wanted Barber gone, so maybe i used Ryan to get him gone,

yeah you listen to this shit im listening to my i tunes on right now who names a record "Rock n Roll" what assholes do that?

with these trebled up guitars my bandmate said sounded like "really horrific rem on steroids" all treble and compresssion and shit wirtten songs - but so what?

well on my amex atthat time the 858 but also from bank accounts....theres 200,000 thousnad dollar checks written to Barber for "comissions" ididnt even know where the fuck he was ! but here on Amex 28 is the entire invoice for Ryan- your ENTIRE album and meals and drugs and Hotels and outboard gear and wasted fabullous guitars STRAIGHT OUT OF FRANCES"S TRUST FUND
So you little shit, maybe you had NO IDEA right? is that why you used a hysterical voice mail of a very terrified and flipped out me- for your worst reviewed record and well deserved too, this record is shite totally one of the worst recordings ive ever heard yet Ryan you YOU spent 858,000 dolllars on this record of MY DAUGHTERS MONEY. so whats your paying me back plan? illbe in New York next week , you can start by working out your payment plan, because i will litiagate your thieving ass from here til eternity, your a thief and i used to think you had some subtsance to you then i find out your being managed or your money is by Victoria Blake? is that POSSIBLE? whata great PAL that lizard like cretin is t o you and i hope you had fun that week in :Jamaica" whilst more of my kids money was being shoved offshore- but thats not the point- Billy may have made my kid cry but i wasn't in the room - he's family and he always will be- he just laid his Billy trip on a person a little too young for it- I'm over it. but YOU RYAN, OWE FRANCES 858<000 dollars , so should isend the amex copies to Blake and he "staff"? because i would enjoy that very much,what a really good friend to leave you with someone whose been diagnosed as an "utter psychotic" by a professional foresnic psychiatrist."