Dallas International Guitar Festival (DIGF) is back at Dallas Market Hall April 30-May 2. The world’s largest and oldest guitar show is excited to emerge from their cocoon after a year-long quarantine caused by the pandemic.
Fantastic. I wasn’t going to be able to go because I would have been at Boomershoot; but subsequent events made it possible for me to go this year.
Dallas Market Hall will still have a mask mandate in place during the event. Masks, along with social distancing, will be a requirement.
Fuck you. I’ve been vaccinated, I’m sick of people telling me to do stupid shit when it’s all unwarranted, and I refuse to wear a face condom anymore, anywhere. Maybe next year, then. Or not.
As for this:
“[All this nonsense] will help on-site attendees and exhibitors feel more safe and comfortable attending the Dallas International Guitar Festival this year.”
And fuck their paranoia and need for a security blanket, too.
This is going to end well:
A UK technology company is inserting customised product placement into films and TV shows – even those that were originally released decades ago.
London-based firm Mirriad inserts products or signage, like a branded beer bottle on a table to a clothing advert on a giant billboard, into streaming content.
I know what you’re thinking. But:
The company used its experience to make inserted ads look as realistic as possible – so viewers would never know they weren’t present in the original shoot.
Uh huh. I can see it now:
Not to mention:
And even in our favorite classics, like The Devil In Miss Jones :
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Sometimes I wonder if I’m going crazy or if I just see things that aren’t there.
Here’s one example. I woke up the other day with a song glued into my brain — you know what I mean, right? Anyway, the song was Pink Floyd at their most wonderfully obscure, i.e. See Emily Play.
So of course I went onto Ewwwtchoob and watched the thing. All the way through, though, I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that the video was reminiscent of another piece of surreal moviemaking — and then I remembered the final scene from Antonioni’s Blow Up.
The two scenes are in no way alike, cinematically speaking — one is in black & white and is essentially a music video, while the other is deathly silence played in color. But both are mimes, and wonderfully executed. Was it the mimes, or the similar locations in a park which triggered the association?
Or maybe it was just Syd Barrett and Michelangelo Antonionini who were crazy.
Afterthought: I think Blow-Up was created (1965-66) before See Emily Play was filmed (1967).
And just to drive everybody else crazy (why should I be the only one), Blow Up featured the Yardbirds in the famous (and disturbing) night club scene. Which is why I sometimes associate Jimmy Page with Antonionini.
For those who haven’t yet seen it, do yourselves a favor and try to find the Brit TV show The Last Detective, starring the brilliant Peter Davison as “Dangerous” Davies.
It’s a funny, gentle show about a lovable loser (who is mocked, abused and ill-treated by his boss and colleagues in a police station, not to mention his bitch of an estranged wife), but who somehow comes out on top because he just will not give up an investigation, or anything else for that matter. (I have to say that his meekness irritated me at first; but stick to it and you’ll be joyfully surprised when you learn that sometimes, nice guys don’t finish last.)
I may just buy the DVD set when I have a few spare pennies dug out of the sofa, because Dangerous is one of my favorite TV characters of all time. (Yes, my DVD player can handle PAL format.)
In similar vein, there’s Vexed (on Netflix), which in the first episode has the funniest opening scene ever. Season 1 also stars the unbelievable Lucy Punch (Dinner With Schmucks and Doc Martin, also only Season 1). Funny and occasionally surreal situations.
Sarah dun a goodie.
It’s not from her, but from a movie she just watched:
“You can’t walk [away from] your own story.”
And if you want to watch Rango (again) after reading her post, then let that be your movie recommendation for the weekend.
I just wish I knew whether this is my own story… I need to get to the range again soon.