Can we talk about YES some more??

[captqitn]

C'mon guys!  I missed out yesterday!

Fragile is the only album by Yes you should own.
If you cared for such things.

Close to the Edge would be my desert island pick.  It is sprawling and finite like the universe itself.

 

[regular tom]

yeah, and how is it that roger dean always knows how to paint EXACTLY what is happening in my subconscious mind when i'm listening to Yes?

[regular tom]

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi

[Moetown]

Just say no to Yes.

[Tripp]

Rick Wakeman was a poof.

[regular tom]

ah moe, why you gotta be harshin' everybody's mellow?

Send an Instant Karma to me,
Initial it with loving care

[regular tom]

get your cape on!

[Moetown]

ah moe, why you gotta be harshin' everybody's mellow?

Cause I'm at work and I don't wanna be here. And when I'm not happy, nobody's happy. Understand?

[Tripp]

from Aint It Cool

Oscar nominated Sean Penn, the star of the brilliant MYSTIC RIVER, is next planning to slide into the legendary THE KILLER INSIDE ME, the most famous book by pulp/neo noir author Jim Thompson. Penn, who has stopped campaigning for the Oscar, leaving the field wide open to Bill Murray and Johnny Depp, will star as a Texas lawman hunting for a viscious killer- but the killer is himself and he doesn't realize it. The script is by Andrew CHOPPER Domenik, a badass Aussie who wrote it at one point for him to direct. For some godless reason he wanted Tom Cruise, which didn't happen, and he dropped out.

Then guess who stepped in? Val Kilmer- he rewrote the script and now he is going to direct Sean Friggin Penn! It's like two Lords of Darkness will be together at last. Supposedly Penn will work with wife Robin Wright for the first time, though I doubt this, cause it's sick- the only female lead gets brutally slaughtered by the main character. This is darker than THE GRIFTERS and more wacked than THE GETAWAY. Now all we need is the most difficult Thompson book to come to the screen - THE NOTHING MAN, about a guy who kills whenever women see his tiny pee pee. I think it's loosely based on Kevin Smith's life.

[regular tom]

i'm glad you edited that post to let us know the source, tripp.  as if we couldn't tell.


hey moe:  work sucks, eh?  just remember it is what enables you to not be at work all those other hours of the day and night.

[regular tom]

this morning's entertainment report, courtesy of the NYT article on the after-Grammy party action:

In one of several giant tents with banquets and bars along the outer walls of the museum's terrace, last year's Grammy darling, Norah Jones, chatted with the rock duo White Stripes. Paris Hilton, never one to miss a party, was a given a piggyback ride to the bathroom by her boyfriend of the moment, Nick Carter. That bad girl Courtney Love would not be upstaged by any of them, however. In solidarity with her Virgin label mate, Janet Jackson, Ms. Love engineered her own wardrobe malfunction, pulling down the top of her silk slip dress and flashing her right breast. Justin Timberlake was nowhere to be found.

courtney love is SO shocking!

this tidbit will most likely break poor moe's spirit:

Still, the event of the evening was the Polaroid OutKast party at a mountaintop mansion in the Hollywood Hills. Getting there would not be easy, though. Guests were asked to meet at the Pacific Design Center in Hollywood, where vans were waiting to wisk them to the mansion. The party's address was kept a secret.

"Where is this place?" one testy passenger asked as the van snaked up a winding road for what seemed like an eternity. Upon arriving, partygoers were treated to a breathtaking view of the city.

Even though the house was packed, Sharon Stone, dressed in a clingy white dress, had no trouble making her way about. "Congratulations," she said to OutKast, the duo that had just won the Grammy for album of the year. André 3000, who makes up the duo along with Big Boi, kissed her hand and gushed, "I'm a huge fan of your work." Ms. Stone smiled, posed for a photo and flitted off.

Moments later a fan slipped André 3000 an unexpected gift: a small bag of marijuana. A vegan and teetotaler, André 3000, dressed in a Kelly green Hermes jacket, swiftly returned the present. "I don't do that," he said graciously.

[Sabamah]

Penn, who has stopped campaigning for the Oscar, leaving the field wide open to Bill Murray and Johnny Depp

do you really have to campaign for an oscar?

[regular tom]

damn, baby, don't you know that all awards involve politics?

[Tripp]

You don't have to, but it helps.

[Sabamah]

like, what does campaigning for an oscar entail? besides shaking lots of hands at small town diners and such.