Rudy does it again

September 20, 2009 at 7:12 pm (Random Ramblings)

Playlist:  Feeling a little retro today.

Just caught the end of the movie Rudy on tv, god I’ve seen that so many times and it still makes me cry.   It’s one of those movies that I have to watch every time I come across it on tv even though I KNOW it’s going to make me cry.  Oh Sean Astin, even before you were Samwise Gamgee, I always had a soft spot for you.  Ever since I first saw your riveting, poignant and heartbreaking portrayal of a young boy trying desperately to save his house in that seminal 80’s masterpiece The Goonies.  You had me at “It’s our time down here!”  

Rudy is the one movie my guy friends in high school would admit made them a little teary eyed.  I am slightly more than teary eyed when I watch it.  I can sometimes build up an immunity to movies if I’ve seen them enough, don’t get me wrong, the tears will likely still come but I won’t be a sobbing mess.  There are a few that I’ve seen where I thought I might actually have a full break down watching them.  Unfortunately some of them were seen in the theatre which was so humiliating because not only did I spend the entire movie trying to stifle my sobs (which only makes your convulsions worse), but then I had to walk out in the lobby afterwards looking like Rocky with my eyes literally swollen shut.   Seriously, it’s not pretty.


I remember Titanic , I saw it opening weekend and although I knew it was going to be sad I didn’t know they were going to kill poor Leo, and then with the old lady throwing the necklace in the ocean, and the dying and the meeting Leo again under the clock – I didn’t stand a chance.  When I finally managed to compose myself and walked out of theatre a guy who was waiting in line for the next show looked at me and said to his date, “whoa, that looks bad.”  Not sure if he meant my face or the movie.  The worst ones for me were Titanic, Dead Poet’s Society,  The Cure,  The Green Mile, Schindler’s List and E.T. – and pretty much anything where an animal dies.  I try to be careful now when choosing what movies to see in the theatre, I’ve had too many Balboa episodes and people don’t need to see that.     

And why do they make you watch sad movies in elementary school???   That is so cruel.  I remember having to watch Old Yeller and Where the Red Fern Grows in like grade 4 or 5.  At 10 years old you are not equipped to deal with that kind of emotion in a public setting.  Hell, I’m still not.  But you’re sitting there with your friends trying to be cool while crying uncontrollably – it’s so horrible.  And when I say crying I don’t mean tears running down my face, I’m talking full on hyperventilating.  Those two movies traumatized me.  Two of my favorites were always Oscar Wilde’s stories The Happy Prince and The Selfish Giant.  I loved those two movies, but having to watch them with my whole class there was so mortifying and I think we watched those ones every year.  I was such a disaster.  To this day if I talk about The Happy Prince and the end of the movie I get a lump in my throat and my eyes tear up.  Are those movies on DVD?  I need to find them.

Btw – does anyone else think that Cameron Crowe looks like the reincarnation of Oscar Wilde?  It’s kind of eerie.

Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde

Cameron Crowe

Cameron Crowe


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Bagpipes and Unfortunate Sonic Coincidences

September 18, 2009 at 10:10 pm (Music, Random Ramblings, TV)

So I just upgraded and now I’m able to insert mp3s into my blogs which will allow me to turn my playlist into – wait for it – an actual playlist.  If I get really ambitious I’ll update my older posts with this fancy new technology.



“I miss the thoughts that design and build your mind.”  ~ USS (Stranger to Myself)

First things first, the new Muse album came out this week and it is in a word – Awesomeness!!!  A couple of the songs are in the playlist.  Muse, you magnificent bastards, you’ve done it again!!!!

Second, I caught this episode of friends tonight and even though I know what is coming I still think this is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen.  The first time I saw this I nearly threw up I was laughing so hard.  Not just because Lisa Kudrow is AWESOME and totally rocks it but because you can see that Jennifer Aniston can’t keep it together behind her.  Please to enjoy….

And in light of the news that Coldplay “settled” their plagiarism lawsuit with Joe Satriani, this has always bugged me, ever since I first heard In My Place.  I don’t think it’s plagiarism exactly, it’s more like what Alan Cross (Toronto radio GOD) calls an unfortunate sonic coincidence, but it is a little suspect. 

Listen to the first 20 seconds of In My Place by Coldplay

Now listen to the first 20 seconds of Dreams Burn Down by Ride which came out about 12 years earlier

Very similar, no?

And even more troubling, I just found out that the archives of Alan Cross’s Ongoing History of New Music are no longer available to stream online due to copyright infringement.  WTF?  I admit, it’s been a few months since I listened to one but I always knew they were there waiting for me whenever I felt like tuning in.  Guess I’ll have to be more on the ball at catching him on the radio.  That sucks.  He needs to release those on CD, immeeds!!!

Can you tell I’m liking this mp3 thing?

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Best. Story. Ever.

September 14, 2009 at 6:51 pm (Concerts, Random Ramblings)

Current Playlist: 

First of all, Teen Wolf was on tv last night, I haven’t seen it in years and I have to say, I still kinda love that movie.  It’s so ridiculous but how can you not love MJ Fox in it – he rules!!!

If any of you have ever seen The Hour (I love you Strombo, call me) you know that they have a segment on there called Best. Story. Ever. – well I’m totally stealing that idea so here’s one of mine that I was reminded of last night.

I was at the R.E.M. concert at the Molson Amphitheatre last June and my friend and I were in line to get some beverages.  There were two young guys behind us (and by young I mean like 19 or 20 – man, I’m getting old) that I noticed because I could hear them counting out their money and trying to figure out how many beers they were going to be able to buy with their limited funds, it made me laugh.  I also noticed them because I thought one of them looked like Kid Rock – long hair, wife-beater, the whole bit – they looked like your typical young punks.  I started talking to them when one of them dropped some change – I picked up a loonie for him and pretended that I was going to keep it (I know, I know….. I’m hilarious) – they were really funny guys and we were joking around and talking to them for a while because the line was moving sooooo slowly.  So my friend and I got to the front of the line just as Modest Mouse who were the opening band (with Johnny Marr!!) started playing and the two guys were getting anxious because they were missing it.  It wasn’t a big deal to me so I told them they could go ahead of us in line and get served next.  They were pretty surprised and super excited about it and thanked us – like I said, wasn’t a big deal to me.  Finally, my friend and I got to the counter and ordered two drinks, when the cashier told us the price we both looked at each other confused because it was way too low, we asked if she knew we ordered two drinks.  “Yeah” she said, “the guys ahead of you gave me $5 to put towards your order.”

Now I know, because I heard them earlier, that they had just over $20 between them so for them to pay $5 was pretty significant.  We managed to catch them before they walked away and tried to give their money back and tell them it wasn’t necessary but they wouldn’t let us.  The just said  “don’t worry about it, you guys were really cool to talk to and really cool for letting us in line ahead of you, enjoy the show.  Cheers.”  How awesome is that??  So we thanked them and went on our way. 

I love this story because it shows that you really never can judge a person by what they look like.  But also, that you never know how something you do will affect someone else, no matter how small it may seem.  I didn’t know that something as simple as letting them go ahead of us was going to mean anything to them.  And they didn’t know that paying $5 for our drinks would mean that over a year later I would still think about them and be writing about how awesome they are.  Best. Story. Ever.

(You also never know when a random email you send to someone you haven’t talked to in ages will give them the spark they needed to get back to writing on a blog that they have been ignoring for the past few weeks – so thank you Stuart!)

To the Modest Mouse guys if you’re out there somewhere, I know you probably don’t remember that exchange.  But I remember it, and I remember you, and I tell that story every chance I get.  And every time I think about it I smile.  So thank you again, because what you did had an major effect on me.  I hope that $5 has come back to you 1000 times!!!!!

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