Mission Statement: to do very little, for very few, for not very long. Disappointing the easily pleased since 1819. Not as good as it used to be from Day One. History is Bunk - PT Barnum. Artificially Intelligent before it was fashionable. Fat camp for the mind! Nothing lasts, but nothing is lost. The Shock of the Old! Often bettered, never imitated.
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ReplyDeleteThe mind boggles...I assume your cast of regulars can help with your alibi
ReplyDeleteGenius. All the loose ends are tied up Throck. That car went over a cliff, burst into flames, no DNA. Dropped off the gerbils at Richard Gere's place on Paradise Cove, as per Gianinni's request. Proscuitto Pete and Antonelli are vacay in Sardinia. Bar has been throughly restocked. Pool drained, disinfected and refilled.
ReplyDeleteSo it's fine to perpetuate the Gere gerbil myth but Bing Crosby's child abuse, confirmed by his offspring, is unceremoniously censored?
DeleteYou sorry sonofabitch!
Not unceremoniously. I asked you to cease and desist, Mr. Anonymous, which you did not, and continue to not do. In the words of that famous YouChewb mash-up, "you just don't get it, do you?" It's a matter of tone, and intent.
DeleteThis is not the place to blame and shame, for "issues" and outing the famous for their failings - many of the musicians featured here have done Bad Things in their lives, but unlike you (who have led a blameless and sin-free life) I don't see this blog as an opportunity to expose them. You want to do that, and "win" arguments, there's an entire internet out there working at the level you require. I don't like deleting comments, but making anonymous accusations is sorry sonofabitch behavior. You're also being a bore, which is a unique distinction among commenters here.
An interesting aside FT...I actually was a project super on Richard Gere's Paradise Cove, Malibu, CA beach house. My employer, Fort Hill Construction.....(google it, complete with bank robbery and the prison gym murder of one of the robbers who turned states evidence on the others. The Ft. Hill commune was originally on the east coast. They were followers of Mel Lyman and also some of the members were in the Jim Kweskin Jug Band, google any of this stuff for some wild ass shit, I know ever more but wasn't a member, just hired help).........the company gave me this weird PA from El Salvador. Miguel didn't have two brain cells to rub together. (He claimed his father taught him about sex by standing him on a bucket and letting him have at it with a horse. Also that his mom caught him fucking a chicken, made him pluck it and eat it. You can't make this shit up.....and he was bragging. He was a fucking piece of work.) My first pre-con visit to Gere's place, Gere's PA lets us in, there in the entry hall is a tiny dog collar and a skinny patent leather leash on hooks on the wall. My PA sees it and asks Gere's PA if it was for the gerbil. I coulda died. Gere's little gay PA responds in the most gay sounding, bitchy lisp, "We don't talk about that here". So I don't know what anonymous said in the comment taken down but after the PA's response, I don't know that the rumor isn't true. Small world, huh?
DeleteOh Mrs. Myra Nussbaum we hardly knew you. Her career at the House O'Foam was short but brilliant, how will we go on.
ReplyDeleteWell, that experiment came to an abrupt end.
ReplyDeleteOh, my gosh -- I'm so, so sorry to hear they held you for questioning.
ReplyDeleteSure, Farq was with me that entire day..............
ReplyDeleteI expect my account balance to be changed within the next 24 hours.
What a horrible and inexplicable accident! Struck down in her prime of life! Think about the grandchildren (i.e. Cody)!!
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