Aspiring ne'er-do-well and stammering raconteur, Howdini is practiced at the art of deception. He's set out a shingle to prove it. When not napping, Howdini is most likely getting ready to go sleepybye.
"...a homeopath's understanding of drugless cures."
I'm still waiting for the "ashes to ashes, dust to dust" part for these fine folk.
@Abe Sauer Sauer grapes?
@HeyThatsMyBike "Live To Tell" is, if I'm not mistaken, a song that Cyndi Lauper intentionally chucked down a steam vent at Nassau Community College, where it was subsequently found by one of Madonna's homeless buddies.
The exhibit was a magnificent juxtaposition of the transcendent with the annoying.
They should proud of their fucking bus and shut the fuck up.
@SidAndFinancy I feel the same way about Shoah!
Funny you should mention Van: a bunch of friends and I saw him do a solo acoustic show at the Beacon Theater in 80(mumblegrumble). There was a guy in the row in front of us who kept yelling out "MOOOONDANCE!" all through the show in that fake bluesy growl voice that annoys me so much. For the first little while, we were all like "STFU!", but Van was such a dour, assholish, audience-ignoring presence onstage (and I'd psyched myself up by watching his performance in The Last Waltz before this show, so it was an especial letdown) that by the end, we were all yelling out "MOOOONDANCE!!!" in that fake bluesy growl voice. He didn't play it.
If evolution is true, why do I sea monkeys?
I worked with Michael at Sony Studios. He was very nice, and surrounded himself with a crew of what I pop-psych analyzed as father figures. I felt sorry for him. He was ridiculously talented.