vanity album (2009)


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HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY, ERRBUDDY
New music sucks. It all is bad music. No good music anymore. Music sucks.
“Varshons” is just about as excited as I can get about a new record in 2009.
Everything else is disappointing me. Year-defining and slow and low, that is the tempo.
But have been also listening to:
TOP 20 OF FIRST HALF OF 200BAMA
20. 
19. “The Happiness of the Katakuris” soundtrack
18. 
17. Best of Martika

16. 
15. 
14. Candy Flip ~~

13. Robert Mitchum sings II

12. One of the best albums ever in the whole wide webworld

11. 
10. Leonard Cohen ~~ Live in London

Just look at that killer ~~
9. Future Bible Heroes ~ Memories of Love

8. 
7. Andrew WK Japan Covers ~~ best rock album of 2009

6. I cannae resists

5. Not as mindmelting as “Eat My Heart Out”, but it’s new Kevy B YEE

4. especially the Big Fun song:

3. Tough Alliance permar00lz

2. “Voyager”
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1. 
Ultimate 2009 albums list out ~~
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3 Women One of the most lazily amusing rides by superstoner Robert Altman. Shelley Duvall curtsies to the clouds as the beanpole weirdo everyone in her apartment complex loves to hate, and Sissy Spacek blushes her love for her. A truly unique work, and with an ending that would make David Lynch squirm in his jockeys. Also, the only (somewhat) serious movie with a gorgeous close-up of a cheese whiz nozzle pooing onto a Sociable cracker.

Splendor in the Grass Any movie that makes me want to punch Warren Beatty in the face and also swoop Natalie Wood off to the nearest dimebag-n-Dairy-Queen corner is a movie for me. John Hughes must have been into Juanita. This movie just amplifies and mythologizes all those insistently epic hormonal moments of teenagerdom. So unbearably cheesy and gorgeous through and through, but hey, DASS LUV!!

Dear Zachary: A Letter To a Son About His Father I have seen around 350 movies or so upon returning to East Hartford, but I have not shed a tear at any of them except this one. Pictured above is an angry adorable man. It made me so frustrated to see this awesome guy get put through the wringer and what a stupid, mindboggling reason why. I reccomend this movie, but I don’t know that I have a clear reason, as it is incredibly, almost relentlessly saddening.

Heathers I was under the impression that I was the only person on earth who hadn’t seen this “ultimate high school black comedy” or whatever it says on the DVD, but then I brought it to my friends’ in New Haven none of them had seen it. Go figure. So many ridiculously implausible lines, and when they are spoken by the likes of Christian Slater and Winona Ryder (pre-dating grunge no less), my childhood me has a boner the size of four adult me’s. In my cellophane reflection-heart.

A Canterbury Tale This is one of those movies where the plot is so all-over-the-place and convoluted yet somehow, as the credits roll, feels perfectly effortless and natural. One-time (and one time only) American actor/G.I. John Sweet did his best fifth-rate Jimmy Stewart as he was on leave from the very contemporary WWII to film this wonderful, picaresque tale about.. the beauty of England, and a mysterious man who pours glue in girls’ hair in the middle of the night?! Well, but..

Mishima: A Life in Four Chapters Makes masturbating to a picture of a saint seem like child’s play. :)

Synecdoche, New York As much as I am in love with Charlie Kaufman’s unsteady, restless-lid-syndrome handle on aging and pretension and paranoia, I am not sure that this movie could survive without Philip Seymour Hoffman, which, in retrospect, should not make sense because he grumbles and sleepwalks through the entire picture (with an oddly booby-centric first half). Only he can make that sort of ugliness screen-worthy. Some people have called this a meeting of Lynch and Woody Allen, but I really see this as a perfect blend of Lynch and John Hodgman. I have seen this twice but I have a feeling there’s enough weird tiny things going on, as in the former’s books, that I’ll need to see it two hundred more. If that isn’t a success, I don’t know what is.

The Saddest Music in the World I have no idea what the fuck this even is. It’s like what would happen if an alien with a nagging, blurry head cold watched a lot of silver screen movies and then shat out something for the pope to watch while getting his hurr did. Guy Maddin is the coolest thing to come out of Canada since, well, Mark McKinney, who is also in this shit.

Magnificent Obsession I love Rock Hudson and I love his hunky teeth. I want him to take me on a speedboat, then show off and get into a life-threatening accident with it while I cheer him on from the shore. Then I want him to offer me money for absolution for inadvertantly killing my husband. Then I want to fall in love with him after he makes me blind. Then I want him to operate on my brains. Oh wait, nevermind — Thank you, Douglas Sirk!

The Long Goodbye Gorgeously shot by the legend Vilmos Zsigmond, Altman’s reinvention of Philip Marlowe is an obvious forerunner to the likes of “Chinatown”, “The Big Lebowski”, “Punch Drunk Love”, and I’m sure countless others. Casting throughout the movie is absolutely out of the park, with Elliott Gould at the lead as perhaps the coolest movie detective ever, down to Arnold Schwarzenegger in a bit background role as a hired goon who accidentally looks into the camera once or twice. Gnarly.
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