I'm just going to lay on the pavement for a second here, son

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1. The first round of dealing-with-mold has been accomplished; we shall see what happens. Regardless, the weekend worked out. There was Tea last night with sen_no_ongaku and sigerson and before that an hour of Blues Jam at Johnny D's. Sadly, I missed the trombone solo.

2. Pleasant discovery of the afternoon: that I had enough pocket change to buy the new kind of cookie from Lakota Bakery. Coconut macaroon, chocolate-dipped with almonds just beneath the surface. Oh, God, Pesach is the end of this week.

3. Have an interview with Roger Miller of Mission of Burma.

4. Have an interview with Neil Marsh and Rob Noyes of the Post-Meridian Radio Players.

5. Outtakes from Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas (1977). Just keep watching.

Happy National Poetry Month. I should maybe post some poems.

Comments

[marlowe1.livejournal.com]

I ended up watching all 7 minutes of that Emmet Otter Jug Band Christmas outtake. I remember it was a rather depressing story since Emmet loses the battle of the bands to the hooligans and their rock and roll (they are singing "I Shot the Sheriff" if I remember right - which is an injustice that anyone can win with that terrible song) and then goes back to being poor.

But that drum scene just kept going. I didn't even know what they were trying for by the end of it.

"Who are we, Ma?" "I couldn't care less!"

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I didn't even know what they were trying for by the end of it.

Their goal appeared to be sending Emmet and his mother into an existential fugue.

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"Who are we, Ma?" "I couldn't care less!"

Dammit, I was quoting that in my reply!

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Get the drum! Run! It's worth ten bucks!

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Get the drum! Run! It's worth ten bucks!

I can't! My feet are stapled!

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

This is me commentbombing without an otter puppet of any kind to pinch your 1940s radio man cheeks.

Thank you, I'm done now.

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This is me commentbombing without an otter puppet of any kind to pinch your 1940s radio man cheeks.

That had better be a gesture of approval!

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

Well, duh!

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

I love those outtakes. We showed it to akawil's mother and pecunium this year and we all agreed that the outtakes are worth making into a tradition on all viewings.

What's fascinating is that if you watch the accompanying documentary they actually say that the first time they did it it worked perfectly, but the camera wasn't rolling that time.

It's one of the few documented places where you get to see how hard it was to make the movies that look so effortless and joyful. I am forever grateful for the perfectionism and the love.

Also, on this year's viewing of Emmet Otter I realized that Harvey is the same character as in Harvey's Hideway that I read to pieces as a kid. I was fascinated with the secret clubhouses aspect.

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What's fascinating is that if you watch the accompanying documentary they actually say that the first time they did it it worked perfectly, but the camera wasn't rolling that time.

That's strangely unsurprising and wonderful.

It's one of the few documented places where you get to see how hard it was to make the movies that look so effortless and joyful. I am forever grateful for the perfectionism and the love.

Yes. I love being able to see behind the scenes of that kind of art.

I really, really wish the live-action reference films from the heyday of Disney animation survived.

Also, on this year's viewing of Emmet Otter I realized that Harvey is the same character as in Harvey's Hideway that I read to pieces as a kid. I was fascinated with the secret clubhouses aspect.

I don't know if I've read Harvey's Hideout! I'll have to look for it.

I don't think I wanted a secret clubhouse, but I tied all my belongings (all right, a book, a sandwich, and a stuffed animal) up in a kerchief and carried it around on my shoulder as soon as I read Calvin and Hobbes' Yukon Ho! I wanted very much to run away and ride trains.

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

I don't think I wanted a secret clubhouse, but I tied all my belongings (all right, a book, a sandwich, and a stuffed animal) up in a kerchief and carried it around on my shoulder as soon as I read Calvin and Hobbes' Yukon Ho! I wanted very much to run away and ride trains.

I have always not-so-secretly wanted to do that too. Oddly, there's also a handkerchief bundle in Harvey's Hideout, so the resonant idea was there.

I really, really wish the live-action reference films from the heyday of Disney animation survived.

Yes, me too. I do believe there are dribs and drabs, but mostly there are just still photographs for Ken Burns style documentary depictions. That reminds me, have you seen The Boys?

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I do believe there are dribs and drabs, but mostly there are just still photographs for Ken Burns style documentary depictions.

There would have been nothing to do about the colossal cultural fail of the Indian characters, but I still want the reference film for Peter Pan: Hans Conried as Captain Hook. (The overdrawing here is fascinating.) This looks like it would have been a bit of film.

That reminds me, have you seen The Boys?

No; and especially given Robert's recent death, I really should.

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

Wow, the remaining pictures are amazing. I had a serious fear/fascination with Captain Hook as a child and those photos beautifully capture the beauty and menace of the character.

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I had a serious fear/fascination with Captain Hook as a child and those photos beautifully capture the beauty and menace of the character.

I assume I don't have to recommend Jason Isaacs? He's astonishingly good double-casting, and probably going to be definitive for me unless I see a stage version I like better.

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

*grins* Yes, he was pretty close to my archetypical ideal.

Why on earth do I not have a Peter Pan icon? I'll have to rectify that at some point.

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Yes, he was pretty close to my archetypical ideal.

I say this as someone who's got the film on DVD.

Why on earth do I not have a Peter Pan icon? I'll have to rectify that at some point.

The internet can probably help with that.

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I remember it was a rather depressing story since Emmet loses the battle of the bands to the hooligans and their rock and roll (they are singing "I Shot the Sheriff" if I remember right - which is an injustice that anyone can win with that terrible song) and then goes back to being poor.

The Riverbottom Nightmare Band wins with their bad-ass signature number, named after themselves. ("The grass does not grow on the places where we stop and stand / Riverbottom Nightmare Band!") I can't find the original on YouTube, but it seems to be frequently covered by grindcore bands. At least they weren't that one guy with the banjo butchering "Barbecue."

It's a version of "The Gift of the Magi," so it's bittersweet by origin, but I think it comes out more sweet than not.

But that drum scene just kept going. I didn't even know what they were trying for by the end of it.

Samuel Beckett!

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

I believe for the drum to roll out, down the steps, past them, and then land flat in the street. But by the end I'm not sure.