The Gerry Todd Show and Mel’s Rock Pile were the gold standard of rock and roll television. Here’s a rare performance of the reunited Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young on the Todd show followed by the only television appearance of the shortlived The Queen Haters on Rock Pile.
Gerry Todd was the proto videophile nerd and the CSNY clip may be the first video mashup.
The Queen Haters only television appearance and a bonus video after the jump…
Fan-f*cking-tastic!
There’s a bonus shot of a nude Matt Berry at the end. Blink and you’ll miss it!
(via Nerdcore)
This glacial speed Reading Rainbow intro scares the living shit out of me. Quaalude, anyone?
(via HYST)
According to artist Ulises Farinas, “The Ninth Doctor was the hardest to draw. But K-9 was the most fun, and I like the Adipose as minifig a lot. This would be a cool theme for Lego to make.”
(via New_Universe via TDW)
A funny and clever student film from 1978, heavily influenced by Firesign Theater, about a paranoiac’s dream device which might actually be useful, if not extremely amusing to wear. This is somehow related to the Orchid Spangiafora LP (but I’m not quite sure how, exactly) which features in the 2nd installment of the Dangerous Minds Radio Hour, coming soon to an internet near you.
Wherever you go, there you are. Wherever you are, there you go… Follow yourself to unknown destinations. Chase after yourself on a mysterious voyage of self-discovery…
Anthony Bourdain and Nick Tosches discuss Nick’s book The Last Opium Den. Nick is one of my favorite writers, a dude who walks it like he talks it.
Driven by romantic, spiritual, and medicinal imperatives, Nick Tosches goes in search of something everyone tells him no longer exists: an opium den. From Europe to Hong Kong to Thailand to Cambodia, he hunts the Big Smoke…
This clip reminds me a bit of Richard’s wonderful interview with Mick Farren about speed, with some Guinness thrown in.
Bad acting (one of the puppets sounds Jerry Lewis), lousy jokes, a macrame space ship, cheesy special effects, what’s not to like? Join Moonshine, Lester and Solar on their exciting travels through incredibly bad stock footage.
I was thrilled to hear that Ideal, starring the very talented Johnny Vegas would be returning to BBC3 television on August 17th for a sixth series. Ideal is about “Moz” a smalltime Mancunian pot dealer—who may or may not be agoraphobic—and the whimsical characters (and psychotic criminals) who come in and out of his life wanting to buy an eighth of weed. It’s one of the smartest, best-acted, best-directed, best-written sitcoms that I’ve ever seen. How many sitcoms can you name that have Throbbing Gristle and Carter-Tutti references? Additionally it’s got one of the best soundtracks going. Did I mention that I love this show? Well I do, but the way series creator Graham Duff ended the fifth series, I was under the impression that the show was finished and had a bow tied on top, so the fact that it’s returning soon was viewed as unexpected great news in our household. Tara loves the show, too.
I love me some Mr. Johnny Vegas, who I think, truly, is one of the great comic actors of our time. I’m a huge fan. There is something about him that reminds me of WC Fields (this is a very good thing) and I’d call him “the funniest fat comedian of all time” except that the once unabashedly fat Vegas has slimmed down considerably from his peak weight. His verbal dexterity approaches that of a trained Shakespearean actor and his quick-witted stand-up material is shocking in its brilliance. I’ve seen him in practically everything he’s ever been in and I think he’s excellent in all of it. (All except for the awful, unfunny Sex Lives of the Potato Men, which is utter shit).
If you’ve never seen Ideal, obviously there are ways to get your hands on past episodes and if you are a fan of super-smart comedy, I suggest you do so.
This languid and dreamy, heavily phase-shifted late period mid-tempo disco masterpiece was released on the storied Casablanca Records label in 1979 by one Dennis Parker, better known as ill-fated porn and soap opera actor Wade Nichols. I guess the below clip is a fairly recent discovery which offers not only an oddly affecting melodramatic performance from Parker, er Nichols but also a gorgeous look at late 70’s mid-town Manhattan.
More after the jump…