timothy c goodwin.nyc-based actor, photographer, writer, and cohost of The Tiffin Inn Writing Workshop.
Friday, March 31, 2006
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
post 239. dadaist monologues from spam emails.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
post 235. peeping tom.
Mar. 14, 2006 | It is truly hard to beleive it is almost here!!!! PEEPING TOM The notorious project that Mike Patton has been working on for over 6 years! The mysterious leaked demos! Which label will it be on? Who are the guests? What will it sound like? Is Mike singing? Where did the Warriors season go wrong? Will they tour? A lot of these questions will be answered soon!!!!!! IPECAC RECORDINGS is proud to announce that PEEPING TOM "self titled" full length debut release will be unveiled on May 30th! Mike Patton will be joined by an impressive lineup of guests. Here is what you get for your hard earned cash: 1) Five Seconds (featuring Odd Nosdam) 2) Mojo (featuring Rahzel and Dan the Automator) 3) Don't Even Trip (featuring Amon Tobin) 4) Getaway (featuring Kool Keith) 5) Your Neighborhood Spaceman (featuring Jel and Odd Nosdam) 6) Kill The DJ (featuring Massive Attack) 7) Caipirinha (featuring Bebel Gilberto) 8) Celebrity Death Match (featuring Kid Koala) 9) How U Feelin? (featuring Doseone) 10) Sucker (featuring Norah Jones) 11) We're Not Alone (featuring Dub Trio) Does this record really exist? |
Monday, March 20, 2006
Sunday, March 19, 2006
post 233. writing from last night's trip to starry nights.
The harbor and its small hamlet of minor houses was under the watchful eye of the three deadliest pirates on the high seas: The Dread Pirate Roberts, Captain Spade, and Martin Lefthook. They were, however, unawares of each other: Roberts’ ship was safely tucked behind a jetty, Spade’s ship was anchored just around the bend of a nearby satellite island, and Lefthook’s crew was actually in the port. Having just “commandeered” a merchant ship, they had stopped here to begin outfitting the ship to their more singular needs, and hadn’t even changed the flag. * Roberts was confident. Dressed in his signature black, he strode the length of the deck, pensively in thought. His crew waited, ready to spring into action at a moment’s notice; they were used to his slicing orders out of the air, pieces from a larger scheme floating in front of him. * He was, of course, the smartest and wiliest of all pirates, and had a feeling: something wasn’t right. He adjusted his black leather gloves and motioned to his Quartermaster, who, as if reading his mind, was already bringing him his telescope. He looked at the small houses dotted along the harbor. The merchant ship. The line of trees, swaying lightly in the setting sun. * “Something isn’t right here,” he said, handing back the telescope. The crew, as if this were an order, all nodded in unison. * Captain Spade was a giant man, the strongest of all the pirates. His crew contained the broadest, surliest, and most dangerous of every nationality he had ever visited, all brimming with dangerous-looking swords and weapons. They all fought with each other over a position to take on the deck while Spade paced the deck, chopping at the railing with his sword while looking at the harbor. He was himself armed like three ordinary men, his face and half-naked body scarred and browned from a life of ripping open ships and wayward sailors with his bare hands while cruising the
post 232. season 2, up to 3:00 pm.
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Thursday, March 16, 2006
post 230. brick.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
post 227. they won.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Saturday, March 11, 2006
post 225. the sword, age of winters.
from allmusic.com:
Friday, March 10, 2006
post 224. my celly pix from nine inch nails, with helpful arrows to help the reader discern what, exactly, i took pictures of.
new flesh/pinion (for those that know how it goes, realize that whenever i am cast in shows, i play "pinion" in my head to get me jazzed to go out on stage.)
love is not enough (dude. seriously becoming one of my favorite songs.)
you know what you are (didn't have the power that the record gives it. hey, sorry, that's just my opinion.)
terrible lie
line begins to blur (ok. this is is. beki just texted and said there are some open seats. move! move! no, fuck your shoe, you shoulda tied it better! go go go!)
march of the pigs (this song makes me believe that i was put on this earth for one reason: to act like a silly little school girl whenever that beautiful, beautiful drum part gets a-spanking.)
piggy (a thumb piano? joanna -- whose character in geva comedy improv's fiasco used this same instrument -- was very pleased.)
frail/wretched (you know what? it's very simple. this song kicks some serious ass.)
closer (interesting take on the guitar parts. that aaron north is one rocking mother fucker. when he leaped into the crowd jo and beki were excited; when he threw his shattered instrument into the crowd later in the show, i wanted to jump into it as well and go swimming for something that would have sat on my coffee table for years.)
burn (when mr. reznor said, "this is a song from natural born killers," it was like remembering a childhood crush. the adoration, the giddies, all those kids during the self-destruct tour, dressed like "the crow.")
gave up (bestest. song. ever.)
eraser (i hate making it sound like i came to the show with a grocery list of demands, but this song seems half-empty without "a warm place." but still one of my faves.)
i think it's also important to mention somewhere, and here's good, that mr. reznor has such a good grasp of song placement and space -- how much fun would two hours of hard-on head-smashing be? the show, with its swayings of emotion, is a piece of work in itself. it also helps one who hasn't done much head-banging in a while recouperate for a spell.
right where it belongs (paired with the imagery movied on the stage-wide screen, this song has developed in me new admiration. all those ballroom dancers? perfect.)
beside you in time (see: "right where it belongs.")
the day the world went away
wish
only
every day is exactly the same (i liked this live. a lot.)
suck (i think it's time to be honest. i never really liked this song. i don't know why. i just don't.)
hurt
hand that feeds (i just want to say: straight-on, no frills, great bass line, fuzzy and sweaty, tight tight tight.)
head like a hole
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
post 223. from the new york times.
HOW BLONDS EVOLVE, by Roger Dobson and Abul Taher.
According to the study, North European women evolved blond hair and blue eyes at the end of the Ice Age to make them stand out from their rivals at a time of fierce competition for scarce males.
The study argues that blond hair originated in the region because of food shortages 10,000 to 11,000 years ago. Until then, humans had the dark brown hair and dark eyes that still dominate in the rest of the world. Almost the only sustenance in Northern Europe came from roaming herds of mammoths, reindeer, bison and horses. Finding them required long, arduous hunting trips in which numerous males died, leading to a high ratio of surviving women to men.
Lighter hair colors, which started as rare mutations, became popular for breeding, and numbers increased dramatically, according to the research, published under the aegis of the University of St. Andrews. ... However, the future of the blond is uncertain.
A study by the World Health Organization found that natural blonds are likely to be extinct within 200 years because there are too few people carrying the blond gene. According to the W.H.O. study, the last natural blond is likely to be born in Finland during 2202.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
post 222. more pictures from the wine tour of last week.
ali and i clink our glasses in a fine bout of hoity-toity-ness.
ah, who can say no to putting your face in one of these things?