"If I could have any job in the world, I'd be a professional Cinderella." Lisa

It's been exactly two months since my last confession (post) (what a barry). I saw this film with Sean Penn in it last night, This Must Be The Place. It was spectacularly weird. I mean that. He looks exactly like Robert Smith, and is playing character quite like him. It has a cameo of David Byrn in it. I remember once hearing a radio DJ say that David was the strangest and most interesting man he'd ever interview, and I can believe that. The score of the film was great. It's definitely worth watching, but it's a strange ride.

Ah, here's a track from it.
Talking Heads - This must be the place
(no, not Arcade Fire...)


And here's Psycho Killer, because it's good.



And here's Mos Def - Umi Says.
This is great fucking song.



I fucking hate Drake. I hate Drake. I hate Drake. I am so sad that Drake is big these days, when this song is really, really good and better than that weiner Drake. I say this because I see in the comments someone talk about Drake on this clip, and I just think it's completely incomparable. Disgusting. If your ears have had the unfortunate chance of listening to that Drake and Rhianna song, I pity you.

I managed to catch Maceo Parker at Blues this year, it was so good. John Butler went off. Earth Wind and Fire was predictably dope. Blue King Brown was fun, and political (as usual). Caught a sweet band called Kooii, funky. Great weekend.

Here's a sax jam with Maceo
Maceo Parker - Advanced Funk


Earth, Wind and Fire - Let's Groove! (we did).

I'll be back.
Liv.