Musings, reflections and self-arrogance from the now-former editor of a small weekly newspaper, And, occasionally, even something interesting!
posted by Frontier Editor at 23:35
Fourteen years in the journalism biz, but don't let that stereotype about commie pinko bleeding heart liberal journalists fool you - I manage to disappoint conservatives and liberals alike. Whatever happened to common sense and rational thought? At least I'm not a neo-fascist, neo-Nazi or other political extremist. In fact, just about my entire political, social and metaphysical outlook can be explained in the movie "Blazing Saddles." My journalistic idols? Carl Kolchak (thus the profile pic) and Irwin M. Fletcher. As for my professional choice, it beats retail, restaurant management and scrambling around to fund graduate school. I'm also pretty smug after 30 years - I knew back in 1976 that everyone else would come around and agree with me that the Electric Light Orchestra was cool. Just listen to those Monster.com, Volkswagen and J.C. Penneys commercials.
11 Comments:
Dolby's up there in cult figure status with Brian Eno, but I am held back from a full appreciation of his work by a senseless aversion to pretetious beret-wearing men. Something to do with my French childhood, no doubt.
Then put a piece of duct tape on the screen and enjoy the rest of it >B^D>
Indeed, FE, strange and haunting, good one. Sorry to hear you're a bit drained.
I've reserved a seat for you in the Chestnut Tree...the next Gilbey's is on me.
and the next bottle is on me.
Sorry about the Python rambling, but they really helped screw up my world view on society. God love 'em for it too!
No apologies necessary on the Python comments.
The beauty of it is that nothing's sacred, that everything is worth laughing about or teasing.
And geez, if we don't have that, we're dead.
I've gotta bottle in the vault for ya in Vancouver...but not Gibley's. Bombay Sapphire, if I may be forgiven.
My friends happen to have inherited a space that has a vault going back to goldrush times. And they're willing to put a bottle or two in there for buddies.
It is certainly hard to outrun your 'new wave' image no matter what you do. This reminds me of Joe Jackson rerouting his soul train down the jazz line.
I still wish that I could remember these songs without including the video??? That's progress.
btw.Fronty,
the Michael @
accordingtothemichael.
blogspot.com/is off on a nostalgic 'trip' to the zenith of modern Music. I thought that you might appreciate his reminiscent accolades of Liverpudlians and travellers to the dark side of the moon.
Oh the memories...She Blinded Me With Science was one of the songs ny high school band would play during football games.
I'm tired to...wanna pass me a glass? My kids are all in bed, and my husband is conked out too. I am the only one still up. I guess I'm not that tired then, huh?
Hey Fronty, I have nothing to say except hi and here, in your honour, is today's avatar.
Tomorrow: Who knows? I'm searching for an identity...
This is very interesting site... » »
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