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And he always called you Al. I believe he changed his name from Rappaport

Yes, it's just screening in the US now I believe. It seems the director has made the doco around the theme of Rodriguez's obscurity in the US, and that he (Rodriguez) was unaware of his own popularity in South Africa and Australia. I haven't seen the doco, so they have maybe taken some creative licence with the story a bit - for a wider audience. But Rodriguez was very popular in Australia in the Seventies (I was just a kid but knew of his music). He toured here then a few times I think. The cd re-issues from about ten years ago made him popular in Australia again. I never tire of hearing these songs.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3oYwMBHI39g

One day there might not be anywhere to go. That's when they'll start Colonising the moon.

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It's definitely Adam's on that. It's not definitively stated anywhere, but I am pretty sure, from reading lots of Blood Ulmer interviews, that it's undoubtedly him. Also, you can't really mistake him if you know his sound. I put up a needle drop of this LP on youtube, a few months ago, but don't know who the drummer is? One thing threads on musicians like Adams, Pullen and Ulmer remind me, is thank god for European and Japanese small/independent labels during the heyday of these guys careers, and for the greater Jazz legacy.

When I first went in 1989 they didn't sell Coke at all. It was a planned economy with major import restrictions, so if you wanted cola you had to drink Campa Cola, or Limca if you prefer Sprite & 7-Up. Then they liberalized the economy and Coke was everywhere. In Beijing, in 1994, I was forced to listen to the entire Kenny G Breathless album at the most famous Peking duck restaurant, and people were selling bootlegs of the CD on the street all over town. That's interesting to know. 'India' is very present in Australia, partly because of Cricket, and partly because we have a huge Indian demographic here. My perception from afar has changed dramatically over time, and it feels like it must now be a very urbanised vibrant country, in the cities at least. Perhaps similar to the way perception (in the West) of Japan changed dramatically after their technological lead emergence. The thought that a significant amount of India is not a first world/globalised culture (and technologically equal), seems distant. It's harder to form perceptions of the Western presence in China from afar though, unless you have been there (which you have). It seems like the struggles people have there re-insularity, are from State pressured censorship from inside to out, rather than outside to in, if that makes sense.

I didn't mean to be facetious. It just read funny thats all. She looks good to me too. It's her decision in the end.

And Herbie's aren't necessarily going to say the mats aren't as compatible with Rega's. I believe you. I just have a Debut III. Nothing great. I would like to try a Herbie's mat after I can afford a better amp. Your post has encouraged me.

No, it's not pornography.

Will her live shows follow this theme.

Wow. That's good to know. Thanks for the tip.

To paraphrase Woody... Judy and the Basie band are two.

Have there ever been any children in Woody Allen's movies?

I think a lot more than you think. I've been to both countries several times in the '90s, and could see it happening then, so I can only imagine what it's like now. You underestimate American cultural hegemony. I imagine so, but they would have been the urbanized elites - a fifth of the population at best. You know that in China the urbanites and the countrydwellers are officially different class citizens? As for the wider question re just how marginal an appreciation of Bach is. If we're taking the so called First World as our remit, I would say - still far more than you think. The point is that everything is relative - apart from pop culture of course - the fractured demographic, sliced into multifaceted shards, each partakes multifariously from the splendidly spread feast of the senses which is given to us few only now, for this all too brief time in history. Dine well... If they sell Coke at the cricket in India, then I'd say everyones had a taste. As for urbanized elites well that pretty much sums up Allen's 'complete' audience.

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Actually Annie Hall and Manhattan are probably the ones I don't want to see again. A bunch of self satisfied - self obsessed 'ponderers'- with nothing to interfere with their existential indulgences - letting nothing stand in the way of their search for fulfilment. Which one is the one where he finally decides on getting his end off with 'the girl on the cusp of womanhood' - Annie Hall or Manhattan? The mise en scene is worth it though.

Miles: Who is this @#$%^&*&^%*()#@!? Old Miles was not a long way from the Smooth Jazz charts at the end.

Woody Allen has had a pretty charmed life with critics (film-wise if not personally), so it's good to read some extreme dissent. Then again, I tend to approach his work looking for gut busting laughs. Scenes like the cellist and the gub note provide that.

And Herbie's aren't necessarily going to say the mats aren't as compatible with Rega's.

That's so sad. He must be way to young as well. Robert Hegyes/Epstein last year and now Horshack. Gee I loved that show. Boom Boom was my favourite. Along with Mrs Kotter

That's what I like about the early films, they're just absurdist set-ups for situational humour. Kinda like if a more proactive and animated Chauncey Gardener from Being There pulled a bank heist. Or became an accidental revolutionary. I really disliked the Paris movie as well. It resembled to me the kind of Romantic bed-time story 'Woody Allen' might trot out to a seventeen year old Mariel Hemingway type. And I disliked it more because everyone else seemed to like it so much. About "absurdist setups for situational humor," compare Allen here (I suggest) with W.C. Fields, where the absurd situations either arise from the absurdities of the charters' lives ("It's a Gift" especially) or take place with within acknowledged realms of near-total absurdity (e.g. "Never Give a Sucker an Even Break"). I can't help but feel that those who fall so hard for the gags in Allen's early films have as their basic point of comparison Mad Magazine parodies. Hey -- I laughed at/still laugh at some of those gags in the early Allen films too, but Allen's not a patch on, say Harvey Kurtzman/Will Elder or Kurtzman/Wally Wood. Fair enough. I was young

'It's me or The Mullet. Make up your mind"

I don't think it's that simple - a sense of national identity is a pretty vital thing for any country; when that is turned into a sense of superiority and accompanied by jingoism - and we've been guilty of that in Britain over the centuries - then it becomes a hugely destructive force. Outside of the Daily Mail/Express world I never got much of a sense of 'we're better than everyone else' over the last few weeks. More a sense of relief that we can pull off something like this and do well on the sport side too. Anyway, don't tune into the Last Night of the Proms next month. Expect that's going to be even more over the top than usual. Yes. I certainly didn't feel anything resembling superiority and jingoism from this distance at least. Unfortunately my opinions may be more coloured because the potential negative consequences you describe, have actually come to pass in Australia in a really vile way. Corresponding roughly with the Howard Government era, which also corresponded in a huge focus on Nation Building through International competitiveness in sport. Hopefully the maturing of a multi-cultural UK will counteract any dangers of that happening over there. Lamentably, the multi-cultural 'recent' history of Australia, hasn't really stopped the superiority/jingoism juggernaut here. The disappointing Australian performance at the Games has sent the Nation Builders into shell shock.

That's what I like about the early films, they're just absurdist set-ups for situational humour. Kinda like if a more proactive and animated Chauncey Gardener from Being There pulled a bank heist. Or became an accidental revolutionary. I really disliked the Paris movie as well. It resembled to me the kind of Romantic bed-time story 'Woody Allen' might trot out to a seventeen year old Mariel Hemingway type. And I disliked it more because everyone else seemed to like it so much.