A video that turns me on immensely, it's like Santos and Tura Satana got wild together after scarfing some Mexican mushrooms on the set of Robot Vs. the Aztec Mummy. Rob Zombie has always been a near-total badass in everything and every way. How could ANYONE not appreciate the man who brought us a cinematic landmark like House of a Thousand Corpses? I'd have posted this in "Beat" but tthen I'd have to blather on about it for six hundred words. And I think you rather get the point.
Sixties chicks in gogo boots, bumping and twisting and grinding, while Zombie and company hypnotize us with heavy, heavy, funky rock, and magickal desert monkey hand jive. There are superior things on this Earth, but I can't think of any right now. Just jam it. Hard. Where the orange sunshine shines.
White Zombie - Thunder Kiss '65
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Family Affair
Hey everyone, I am going to start an on-going new series of critiques on old television shows that I grew up on back in the late sixties and the seventies. The first one is 'Family Affair' starring Brian Keith and Sebastian Cabot who played Mr. Bill Davis and Mr. French. This was the story of a bachelor uncle and his gentlemen's gentleman who was found to take care of his two nieces and a nephew. Many of the situations that being that this program was a situation comedy would cover subjects like how a single 'father' raised children to issues like the one that I just watched dealing with 'latchkey children'.
By Mark Graham7 days ago in Critique
The Singer So Shy
She stood near the cold fireplace, watching the second-hand tick down to the hour. In another minute, the clock's bird would emerge and warble the hour. She reached up and touched the clock, tracing the gentle slope of the farmhouse roof, then trailing down the lilac strewn side, to the white fence framed dooryard. She wished she was there, where the air would smell of lilacs rather than smoke.
By Judah LoVato7 days ago in Fiction
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Groovy, man!