Wisdom Goof

Try to imagine the Yardbirds getting into bed with Ligeti in the smoking ruins of divided Berlin

December 22, 2002

Frosty the Snowman
Frosty the Snowman

"...Is a fairytale they say
He was made of snow
But the children know
How he came to life one day"

Slater, G

December 21, 2002

Little lamb
Hats off to Thomas Edison - listen to him recite Mary Had A Little Lamb into his 1877 cylinder recorder.
Mary Had A Little Lamb was one of the first songs I fell in love with and wanted to hear again. It played on the radio in the car and then later on I heard it over a wall, as if the air itself was suffused with music that we could decide to hear (precursor of personal stereo), and I wanted to have my own radio so I could find it again and have it all to myself, thus initiating a disturbing pattern. My sister had a radio in her room and she was four years younger than me (still is), how could she have direct access to items of mystery and wonder such as Mary Had A Little Lamb by Paul McCartney who was in the Beatles, and I am to be denied such heady pleasures!
I can't remember ever hearing it ever again, and it's never occurred to me to download it either. How did it go, even? La la la...

Another song that sent me dizzy when it came on the car radio once was Elton John's Pinball Wizard. My mother must have sensed that I was being transported to some dangerous place as she pronounced it both ghastly and absurd (my words), and warned me never to spend my pocket money on silly pop records. I may remind her of this tomorrow.
Stretched between
Remember that Christmas when we listened to Barbie Girl and we constructed the Tightrope Walk of Christmas stretched between the electricity poles and we made her walk it, while being assaulted by rubber bands and dinosaurs. When we were ready to leave P's computer played the theme tune from the Fall Guy, and sometimes CHiPS. Creepy nostalgia will mess up with your teeth.

I've been encountering a poster of this fellow rather often lately and wish to commemorate my many late night communions with him:
Durer's Rhinoceros
End of an Ear
-- Jody Beth Rosen's Top Fifty Albums of 2002.

-- Interzone 2002. Freaky Trigger's review of the year and top 101 countdown.

-- No Editor's 'Showing my age' list.

-- The Church of Me's 'About a Year' round-up.

-- Analog Roam's Best Albums of 2002 (I Guess) list.

December 18, 2002

Search terms
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timeline of Daniel Radcliffe's life 
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FREE TEENAGE FANCLUB RINGTONE
Rabbits named Friday?
There's a Lee Hazlewood album called Requiem for An Almost Lady (1971) which has 10 songs, 25 mins, every song with a spoken word intro (I HEART spoken word intros!) all about his lost lady and it's both wallowing and jaunty, and these are his deadpan intros:
1 In the beginning, there was nothing but it was kind of fun to watch nothing grow.
2 There were times when being together was fun, and there were times when being apart was even more fun. And there were times when there was nothing but time, and that was no fun.
3 It's been said that all good things are made in heaven but somehow I have the feeling that the first time we said "I love you" to each other, the gods must have turned their backs and laughed at out loud.
4 Dreams have never been my friends. When I had you I never dreamed of you. And since you're gone I've dreamed of nothing else. Dreams have never been my friends...
5 Seems we're always doing something to hurt each other, but you know you never really hurt me till the fourth verse of this song.
6 Sometimes it's difficult to remember the good times but I know there were some. There was your birthday and Christmases and rabbits named Friday, and once I started remmebering the good times it seems there were only good times...
7 And when the day came and you finally convinced me I didn't have you anymore and he did, I did a strange thing. I asked someone who probably doesn't even believe in me, to watch over you.
8 And you wake up one morning and you say "I feel good, I don't miss her, I can live without her." And you soon learn that time will come, but it wasn't that day.
9 Probably the only comforting thing about losing someone you love is when you discover there are so many others riding the same train as you.
10 And one day I'll turn around an she'll be standing there, and I'll wonder how she'll look, how she'll act and what she'll say. I know what I'll say, and I thinik I'll write a song about it one day...
What do you listen to at work, if you a) work and b) are allowed to listen to music at work?
I need music at work. But it takes too long and feels too deliberate shoving a CD in the computer, plus I can never decide what to bring in and if I do remember it's likely to be too distracting because it's too familiar and might exert an emotional pull which isn't appropriate in a work situation. I don't want to choose my mood. Streaming radio stations might be an answer but I always get disconnected. So I downloaded a shitload (exchange rate, one shitload = 500 mp3s) of stuff, mainly from the deep trough of wonder that is Epitonic, and also a bunch of record label samples from the likes of Drag City, Elephant 6, Drag City, Estrus, K Records, Kill Rock Stars, Matador, Saddle Creek, Sub Pop, and Thrill Jockey (mainly using the links at No Matter What You Heard).
It's hardly as if downloading mp3s is a novelty anymore (it's been my main reason for existence for the last four years), but it was so quick and simple to choose some new names and old favourites and send them all to one fat folder which will be set to shuffle. Somewhere to hide in, a place to delay the gaping silence.
It's Xmasszzz Part 2
-- Christmas greetings from the stars: a bunch of wavs inc. Beatles, D Bowie, Little Richard, Bart Simpson, Winona Ryder, and Phil Collins!!
-- Christmas wavs - sound clips from films and cartoons. Why? Because
It's Chriiisttmaaaaassss! (Yeah I hate it too.) (Christmas, not the song.)

Noddy Holder

Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall
Are you hoping that the snow will start to fall
Do you ride around the hillside
In a party you have made
When you land upon your head and you've been 'sleighed'!

So here it is Merry Christmas, everybody's having fun...


-- 'Quick and dirty' Sopranos sounds (also wavs). Not at all festive, but you can hear Tony utter the words "Wolfgang Fuckface" which for some reason is now the funniest thing ever until the end of the year.
It's CHRIIIIISTMAASSS!!!!
Noddy Holder

Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall
It's the time that every Santa has a ball
Does he ride a red-nose reindeer
Does he turns up on his sleigh
Do the fairies keep him sober for a day...

December 14, 2002

Inevitable
Best Of 2002s, from among others This is not an exit and Vain, selfish & lazy.
I may inflict mine on you at some time. Possibly next March. My life has been a frightful shambles this week.
The magical frequencies of feeling good
To assist me with my musical career I'm reading this book "How To Remix" by Tim Prochak (even though I'm not intending to remix). There are these quotes in it which I like and wish to preserve in this manner of writing them here, before the book goes back to the library:

-- "Without music, life would be an error." Friedrich Nietzche
-- "Art is the perpetual motion of illusion. The biggest purpose of art is to inspire. What else can you do? what else can you do for anyone but inspire them?" Bob Dylan
-- "... If you are surrounded by good music, you are safe, protected by the magical frequencies of feeling good." Richard Dorfmeister
-- "Without deviation, progress is not possible." Frank Zappa

December 12, 2002

Late & inadvisable POTS

Thinks (Gah,ignore all wrong wrong advice abt NOT post when = drunknnei idioit.)
PLus = Where is Tony Sheridan?! Fuck, where is his portion? Bring baaack! He was ditched but time remains him, way down the fucking Swanee river.

Fact, observed: Don't You Want Me is actually no good re: dancefloor.

Plus, I saw Lemmy. Last night (in my mind) I told him he was the first band I efah saw, nearly true, BOMBER tour, you work it out, fucked ears. Cdnt sleep cos we were wired on OTC speed n mere kids! Mirror badge. Tomorrow will rain so I'll follow... Its a BOMBah it'sa BOMhah!!
He wore a F\in RnRhat and was accompanied by a pierced lady. Cheers. I drank more than him though, overall & I cd drink more than YOU also, like you scare. I'm a roooadrunner honey! I say. I am so weedy in real life, the shrinking violet. MOREMUCHMORE<> We saw the Libertinres I was a slut it was my rockingwoll moment in the glamorousse sun.
glamorousse=nice jazz
my gal is red hot!
Do you KNOW what? What. I have to Get Up tomorrow which has already started (see posting time)? If I wasn't already fucked off of my head already I wd be Sick to my Stomach thinking abt it. Really it will be UNbearable. I really can't stand it. Coffee's okay but I don't know why, Sweet Georgias Brown is still CAACKACKAK!
On the Random play coming home came Bob Dylan's Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie approx. which has been on there on the random play for abt six months, but hasn't come up ever, except it did tonight, and it was a TRIP just like it was when I got the Bootleg set some ten/million years ago.
Lairy/vasty/ unteenable SIC n final SMASHED closing message HERE!
Blue moon... remember when you kicked the French guy who looked like Charlie George. You were good that night. You were, what, 12. YEAH!
Memo to self:: Post more while drunk and have had no fucking sleep, it's the HUMANity.
thats what I want -

December 09, 2002

Q&A
And then, because time is running out, I asked myself some questions. You can play this game yourself...
What was the last song that made you cry (if not buckets, then at least moisten up a little)?
Bizarre Love Triangle by Frente.
What was the last song that made you turn the radio/TV/stereo off?
David Gray.
What was the last song you didn't expect to like, but you did?
Shakira's Objection (Tango).
What was the last song you danced to?
No idea.
What was the last song you played compulsively?
I don't do that sort of thing.
What was the last song that made you laugh out loud?
Mrs Miller's Queen of the House.
What was the last song that struck a chord/ made you think?
Independence Day - Elliott Smith.
What was the last song that made you feel old?
Wake Up Boo! (on the radio yesterday).
What was the last song you fell asleep to?
Track 2, or 3, on Yanqui UXO.
And, you know...
Luther Vandross.

Now get on with it.
Fake Song Titles
Kate Sullivan's Rockblog has some Fake Song Titles, and because I really MUST be doing something else instead, I came up with a track listing for the next Aphex Twin CD:

Yreeggshhhoai
Embolism Filtration
Sunshed 12
Tsetse Impedance [Cock Daddy mix]
Sysex Crabinator
untitled
Flaccid Emu [Lands End mix]
DigiFuq Shazbot
Jvvvjrrrriiic
Cakey Thumb
Infinite Baffle
I Heard You Were Unwell

December 07, 2002

AntiSnark
Re: end of last post. There are plenty of things I say NO to, but this isn't a place for me to play the hater. Like The Compass says: "I'm tired of hating. I'm tired of reading and writing stupid fucking one liners about how band x aren't good dude, they're actually LAUGHABLY BAD or whatever other stupid snarky remark whoever it is uses. There's no point in any of this. There's no point whatsoever. I guess for a time in my life I was very keen on slating things, and in many ways I probably enjoy it, but this doesn't make it right. Feel free to let this come back and bite me in the ass when I say I fucking hate Avril Lavigne or something because I want you to do this."

A few things I like which aren't to do with music (and other creative commodities): giant squid, airports, sleeping bags, the smell of petrol, tourist shops with guns and knives and swords, fridge magnets, compasses, indoor fireworks, dodgem/bumper cars, maps (mainly streetmaps and atlases), fishmongers, wet dogs, bandstands, a blanket of snow, balloons, aquariums, all the trimmings, running tracks, velvet, architectural models, magic, pinball machines, turning off light switches with toes, a full moon, a calm lake, a misty morning, a fine shoulder blade, hotel bathrooms, parsnips, staying up all night, the third round of the fa cup, a picnic, mysterious graffiti, whales and dolphins, lucid dreams, puncturing the seal on coffee jars, and hubbly bubbly pipes.
Lovely Boy!
Some of the things on my mind...

-- This morning I heard a song on 6 Music the digital radio station for grown ups, which I can hear through my TV (I can also hear alien voices through my microwave but that's another subject). It was by Kirsty MacColl and I don't really mind if I ever hear it again but it mentioned Belsize Park and England 2 Colombia 0.
"Oh you shouldn't have kissed me and got me so excited
And when you asked me out I really was delighted
So we went to a pub in Belsize Park
And we cheered on England as the sky grew dark"
Terrible, but look, I used to live in Belsize Park! I lived there when England beat Colombia 2-0 (World Cup 1998).
Oh, the microwaves!

-- I had a dream about Windsor Davies and Don Estelle last night, the details of which are too creepy to relate. Don Estelle was tiny - probably the tiniest man ever to have a number one!

Don Estelle

-- Another great selection of downloads at Nuclear Bunker.

-- A piece on the Da Capo book of Best Music Writing 2002.

-- There's a story by Rick Moody called "Wilkie Ridgeway Fahnstock, The Boxed Set." It's written in two columns, containing the tracklistings and liner notes for a ten cassette box set of mix tapes which Wilkie compiles as a soundtrack to his (increasingly desperate and unhappy) life. There's a progression from the 70s to the 90s, from chart pop to hard rock to postpunk, as the character's changing tastes and listening habits mirror his troubled life, you see. I found it increasingly unsettling and like a record nit, enjoyed picking over his selections and saying things like "that song didn't actually come out in 1977 you know", to myself, and other fruitless observations.
I would like to join a book club and discuss things like this in greater depth. There would also be the prospect of all that desperate sex with neurotic aspiring novelists and Scottish footballers' wives. Also, there would be a splendid selection of biscuits.

Moody says about it: "First I made a list of every song I'd ever liked in my entire life, and I made tapes of all of them. I had to go out and get things like Machine Head by Deep Purple… Then I had to figure out what to put in the left-hand column of the page, so I tried to make up a guy for whom this was the ideal set of songs. Once I had Wilkie, the weird thing is that the list started changing. I started deleting certain songs because I had decided he wouldn't like them. That's how it happened."

-- "Machine Head" by Deep Purple was on one of them late night Classic Albums TV shows recently. I enjoyed it waaaay more than I should have. Obs:
Jon Lord in his hat with his mustache used to look like Captain Beefheart.
Ritchie Blackmore is a medieval mentalist.
Ian Paice played drums on a Velvet Underground album but can't even remember doing it.

-- You know when you google random stuff you half-remember. I put in 'Night Hair Child', a film that made quite an impression when I saw it on television as an impressionable youth. It's described as "preposterous incest-and-murder fare" and probably is, but I'd love to see it again.
Also I found out that Ramleh released a single in 1995 on Sympathy for the Record Industry called Night Hair Child (Empathy for K.C.)
Alas, no results for a barking mad short film I once saw called "Brown Ale for Gertie". Did I get the title wrong?

--Three songs to download:
Soft Boys' Mr Kennedy on Matador.
Golden's Party at Epitonic.
Decemberists' I Dreamt I was An Architect at Kill Rock Stars.

-- I say YES to the Cheeky Girls.

-- I say yes to Work It, too. I can make that elephant noise on my keyboard.

December 04, 2002

100 Famous Grahams

This list of 100 famous Grahams, where the word 'famous' is a moveable, stretchable, flexible and very very bendy thing, is for local people called Graham. It's not for you. There is some MusicCon, thus it gets past the Tartarian team of Wisdom Goof self-censorship team. Please feel free to tell me if there's a really famous Graham who I've missed, like some American footballer gimp who I don't know about. In no particular order:

Graham Chapman (writer, actor, Monty Python); Alexander Graham Bell (inventor); Graham Swift (author, Last Orders etc); Graham Bradley (scandal-hit jockey); The Grahams (Scottish hills between 2000 and 2499 feet); Graham's Port (ruby or tawny); Graham Gooch (80s cricketer, advocate of hair transplant); Graeme Hick (frustrating Zimb-Eng batsman); George Graham (footballer, manager); Alison Graham (TV critic); Kenneth Grahame (Wind in the Willows author); Graham Norton (TV presenter); Graham Fellows (comedian/ musician, aka Jilted John, John Shuttleworth); 'Our Graham' (announcer on Blind Date); Graham Stark (actor, Pink Panther and stuff); Graham Bond (doomed 60s musician); Graham Nash (Hollies, CSNY); Graeme Souness (footballer, manager); The Graham Cracker (US foodstuff); Golden Grahams (cereal); Heather Graham (lovely actress); Graeme Garden (out of the Goodies); the Graham Foundation for Advanced Studies in the Fine Arts; Graham, Texas (http://www.visitgraham.com/); Lauren Graham (promising young actress); Graham Hess (played by Mel Gibson in the movie Signs); Graham Coxon (Blur guitarist); Graham Kerr (the Galloping Gourmet); Graham Parker (rock singer, & the Rumour); Graham Masterton (horror author); Graham Miller (TV sports reporter); Martha Graham (dancer and choreographer); Graham Greene (towering C20th author, Brighton Rock etc); Jaki Graham (soul/ R&B singer); Billy Graham (evangelist); Gary Graham (murderer, aka Shaka Sankofa, executed by the State of Texas); Graham Smith (musician, Kleenex Girl Wonder); Edgar Graham (inspiration for Modest Mouse album); Mount Graham, Arizona (10,720ft); Graham Linehan (writer, Father Ted etc); Davy Graham (guitarist); Graham Rix (sex scandal footballer, missed vital pen in 1980 CWC final); Graeme Le Saux (toothy defender, Chelsea etc); Graham "Suggs" MacPherson (Madness); Graham Bonnet (rock singer, Rainbow); Larry Graham (bass guitarist in Sly & the Family Stone, and also Graham Central Station); Graham Gouldman (musician, 10cc); Graham Hancock (writer); Graham Webb (manufacturer of haircare products); Katharine Graham (publisher, newspaperwoman); WS Graham (Scottish poet); Graham Hill (racing driver); Susan Graham (mezzo soprano); Thomas Graham (chemist); Ron Graham ('Mathemagician'); Graham Roberts (80s footballer, Spurs etc); Superstar Billy Graham (wrestler); T. Graham Brown ('a Nashville enigma'); Graham Joyce (fantasy/ horror author); Graham Henry (rugby coach); Bob Graham (US senator); Graham Nicholls (video and installation artist); James Graham (C17th poet and soldier); Graham Sharp (William Hill spokesman); Graeme Sharp (80s footballer, Everton etc); Graeme Obree (cyclist); Graeme W Baxter (painter of golfing landscapes); Graeme Downes (musician, the Verlaines); Graham Cowdrey (Kent & Eng cricketer); Bill Graham (concert promoter); Graham (James Spader's character in Sex Lies & Videotape); Graham's House of Baseball Cards; Sir Graham Rodney (character in Ivor Novello's 'Perchance to Dream'); Sir Graham Latimer (New Zealand politician); Jorie Graham (poet); King Graham of Daventry (out of a computer adventure game); Graham Dilley (cricketer, 81 Ashes); James Gillespie Graham (C18th architect); Robert Bontine Cunninghame Graham (travel writer & essayist); Graham Lyle (songwriter); Bobby Graham (60s drummer); William de Graham (received the lands of Aberdeen and Dalkeith from David 1 in 1127); Graham Thorpe (tormented/ talented cricketer); Graham Taylor (long-suffering football manager); Archie "Moonlight" Graham aka "Doc" Graham (baseball player, played by Burt Lancaster in Field of Dreams); Graham Dene (80s Capital Radio DJ, little); Stedman Graham (best-selling author and motivational speaker); Graham Bell (the British skier); Will Graham (FBI agent in 'Red Dragon'); Gloria Grahame (old Hollywood actress); Graham Ibbeson (sculptor); Dr James Graham (C18th eccentric); Leona Graham (radio presenter); Graham Gold (DJ); 'Evil' Graham Lee (musician, the Triffids); Graham Rice (gardening writer); Graham Island, British Columbia, Canada; Graham Sutherland (British painter); Graham Lewis (bass player, Wire); George D. Graham (public radio host, music journalist).

December 01, 2002

Places I been, things I seen

-- Rock vs Pop on Googlefight. The winner is: rock!

-- If you can put up with a 680k download, visit Rock School (requires Flash4 Plug-in) and spend an amusing minute playing guitar riffs on your keyboard.

-- I don't know why this was supposed to amuse me (James Bond Con). Don't waste your time.

-- 142,000 sound effects.

-- The Ultimate Insult - Perverted by Language. Tunna linx, some music con, weblog, excellent.

-- Kill Ugly Radio - Frank Zappa inspired blog.

-- Jack Feeny's albums reviews site, focuses on classic rock. Lots of annoying pop ups.

-- The catalogue of UK Entrances to Hell - nothing to do with music but my new favourite website ever for today. Mundane pictures accompanied by learned text detailing the history of each infernal doorway. "Mamandad and Gorif are really the same entrance but in different locations. Satan can begin his journey to the surface in Tunnel 904 (also known as Thunder Route 5) and can decide while travelling which of the two he will emerge from by dailing a 4 digit code on his mobile. This is achieved by a highly complex pattern of timespace-shifting algorhythms. Mamandad was given a facelift in 1701 but in the process lost a lot of its original charm." Very funny, mildly disturbing. Made me think of The House of Leaves, did you read that. I did, it was good for a bit but I was glad when it ended.

-- Look, here's a tool which tells you (like you always wanted to know) that the text content percentage of your page, in this case the one you're looking at right now, is 53.09%.

-- Some indie downloads, including the Shop Assistants' rubbish version of Ace of Spades.

-- Some maniac's mp3 collection. These last two CDs feature some interesting material.
A stale pork pie caught him in the eye
Hello. I often find accidental, unintended humour to be the funniest. And this was my milk out of nose experience for today. "Benny is remembered by those who loved his boyish cheek and laughed at him when chasing those scanterley clad ladies in quick time around the park" indeed. And dear old Benny, who was a big fan of Puff Diddy you know, having created also the funniest comic record ever, what with Alfie.

"You could hear the hoofbeats pound as they raced across the ground
And the clatter of the wheels as they spun round and round
And he galloped into Market Street, his badge upon his chest
His name was Ernie and he drove the fastest milk cart in the West

Now Ernie loved a widow, a lady known as Sue
She lived all alone in Lilly Lane at number twenty two
They said she was to good for him, she was haughty, proud and chic
But Ernie got his cocoa there three times every week
They called him Ernie and he drove the fastest milk cart in the West

She said she'd like to bathe in milk. He said, "All right, sweetheart"
And when he'd finished work one night, he loaded up the cart
He said, "D'you want it pasteurised 'cause pasteurised is best"
She said, "Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to me chest"
And that tickled old Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the West

Now Ernie had a rival, an evil-looking man
Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington and he drove the baker's van
He tempted her with his treacle tarts and his tasty wholemeal bread
And when she'd seen the size of his hot meat pies it very near turned his head
She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said "Now, if you treat me right
You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night"
He knew once she'd sampled his layer cake he'd have his wicked way
And all Ernie had to offer was a pint of milk a day
Poor Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the West

One lunchtime Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door
It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four
And as he leapt down from his van hot blood through his veins did course
And he went across to Ernie's cart and he didn't half kick his horse
Whose name was Trigger, and he pulled the fastest milk cart in the West

Now Ernie rushed out into the street, his gold-top in his hand
He said, "If you want to marry Susie, you'll fight for her like a man"
"Oh, why don't we play cards for her?" he sneeringly replied
"And just to make it interesting we'll have a shilling on the side"

Now Ernie dragged him from his van and beneath the blazing sun
They stood there face to face and Ted went for his bun
But Ernie was too quick, things didn't go the way Ted planned
And a strawberry flavoured yoghurt sent it spinning from his hand

Now Sue, she ran between them and tried to keep them apart
And Ernie pushed her aside and a rock cake caught him underneath his heart
And he looked up in pained surprise as the concrete-hardened crust
Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye and Ernie bit the dust
Poor Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the West

Ernie was only fifty two, he didn't want to die
And now he's gone to make deliveries in that milk round in the sky
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned
And a milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy dairy land

But a woman's needs are manyfold, and Sue, she married Ted
But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate?
Or Ernie's ghostly gold tops a-rattling in their crate
They won't forget Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the West!"

I'm sure you'll agree that's really terribly amusing. Why there no more novelty records. Is that Whatever an anarchronym? I am of an elevated state and won't post this until tomorrow.

spinning benny

Oh fuck it, I'm going to set them all off like spinning plates. Go on, you can wait...

Tommy Cooper tommy cooper

Norman Wisdom norman wisdom goof

Les Dawson knickers, knackers and indeed knockers

I saw for the first time 'There's Something About Mary' on Friday - it take long timer to reach Alaskka here. I CHEEREd every time Jonathan Richman was in it. I CRINGed every time Lee Evans was in it. He is useless embarrassing and utterly appalling, no? Yes, very much. And since he is not a musical group such as for wild example the Hives I am allowed to say that as I have strict rule not go be sneery rude to band in gen. Not be mean on here, be nice fellow. I enjoy that film! I write in schtupid fake russian voice yeash. STOP