The Public Image Is Rotten

Thanks to Renfield for the heads-up on this documentary. I would love to see it in the theater but it’s not looking likely.

After the breakup of the Sex Pistols, John Lydon / Johnny Rotten, formed Public Image Ltd (PiL)– his groundbreaking band which has lived on nearly 15 times as long as his first one. He kept the band alive ever since, through personnel and stylistic changes, fighting to constantly reinvent new ways of approaching music, while adhering to radical ideals of artistic integrity. John Lydon has not only redefined music, but also the true meaning of originality.

Former and current bandmates, as well as fellow icons like Flea, Ad-Rock and Thurston Moore, add testimony to electrifying archival footage (including stills and audio from the infamous Ritz Show). With his trademark acerbic wit and unpredictable candor, Lydon offers a behind-the-scenes look at one of music’s most influential and controversial careers.

More Nerd Shit

Check this out, an even bigger nerd than I is painting an entire series of Moebius Models based on characters from the Batman TV show. He’s done Catwoman, Penguin, The Riddler, and this one. When he’s finished the complete set, all the bases will fit together to form Batman’s symbol. Nerdgasm!

As always, enjoy or don’t.

YouTube shortcut keys are as follows: J rewinds 10 seconds, K pauses, and L fast-forwards 10 seconds. This guy’s a talker, so you’ll use that last one a lot.

The Predator

I’m fired up to see this big, dumb, loud B-movie this weekend.

Who’s in?

From the outer reaches of space to the backwoods of southern Georgia, the hunt comes home in Shane Black’s explosive reinvention of the Predator series. Now, the universe’s most lethal hunters are stronger, smarter and deadlier than ever before. And only a ragtag crew of ex-soldiers and an evolutionary biology professor can prevent the end of the human race.

Watchoo Bastards A-Readin’?

I’m in the process of finishing up Vonnegut’s Slapstick, a book I picked up for $1.99 (Cheap!) on Amazon. I bought it five years ago but only recently got around to reading the damn thing. I like it, but I don’t love it. It’s the novel that gave us a quote you’ve probably seen here and there online: “Why don’t you take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut? Why don’t you take a flying fuck at the mooooooooooooon?” (I really should start working that line into conversation.)

Next up, I may circle back to The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy or that Bowie bio I started a year ago.