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It came to me as if in a dream, but I was
wide awake, coveting a mesh onion bag full of
suet hanging from a bird feeder: There ought
to be a show like MTV Cribs for indie
musicians/actors. Maybe MTV2 could do it (if
they haven't already) and call it MTV2 Cribs.
Think about it.
In a way it's sad that it has come to this.
Would that the pimped-out Hummers and
drive-in sized plasma screens could lock me
to my own TV the way they once could, long
ago, in say, March of this year. The thirst
is no less strong, but oh, satisfaction, you
capricious little tart, where do you go?
Where do you go when glimpses inside Usher's
great room no longer titillate? (The
centerpiece of which is a thrice larger than
life marble likeness of himself (wrapped by
Christo) getting, as the kids would say,
"jiggy" at an awards show?) I'll tell you
where you go? You go straight into the musty
crawl space of that dude from Spoon. You put
in some hang time in Cat Power's mud room, is
what you do. You give a Bill Curtis-worthy
examination to the carport where the Tyde
parks their rental van.
Tags : Indie |
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Affichage : 4556
Durée : 177 s |
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