Wednesday, January 1st, 2003
Now You're Defeated
God bless Mark Eitzel. He’s doing a residency this month at the Knitting Factory in New York City, and is offering to write a song for a person every week. All they need do is email him the following information: Who they love, who they hate, what they do, what they don’t do, the name of their dog and maybe a picture. Is that too much or what.
My New Year’s Day was spent cleaning. Cleaning my room to Sleater-Kinney, cleaning the bathroom to Mission Of Burma.
Seeing the very bad Behind Enemy Lines last night put me in the mood to see a good war movie. Well after seeing Enemy At The Gates, I still want to see a good war movie, but the foul taste in my mouth is somewhat diminished. The visuals were very impressive – rebuilding a destroyed Stalingrad is some piece of work. The acting was adequate, though Ed Harris seemed more indifferent than intense and Jude Law was a little too perky. Bob Hoskins was just short as Kruschev. I won’t bother commenting on the fact that the Russians all had thick English accents and the Germans spoke German until Ed Harris showed up and spoke American English. Whatever, that’s not important. And I can finally tell the difference between Ralph and Joseph Fiennes.
I also rented The Man Who Wasn’t There for a later date.
np – Red House Painters / Retrospective
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1/5/03 12:45 pm
To show you how lame I am: Cory calls me on New Year’s Eve and leaves like five messages on my phone, some of which say "I’m at this bar and Mark Eitzel is here…" I stayed at home and slept.