Right now I’m watching 200 Motels. I rented this movie my freshman year of high school, and I’ve rented it four or five times since then. I’m not a Frank Zappa fan, but I had a friend who was, and who recommended it to me. I remember thinking it was so bizarre and cool (like I thought a lot of ‘cult’ films, or at least films in the ‘cult’ section of Hollywood video, were). Seeing it again over ten years later, it’s actually no less weird, but a lot less cool.
What you see above is the only remaining evidence that I ever played music in public. I found an old unlabeled VHS tape in a box but I put off digitizing until this year. (I took the tape to Digitas, by the way, a great and friendly digital shop in
(First I have to disclose that I work for Viacom, which owns Paramount, which is releasing Titanic 3D. But please make no mistake: If you see Titanic I will make money. Boatloads of it. Something like $3 per ticket or $2 if you take home your returnable glasses.) Men cry
I’m going down to the Bell House tomorrow to help prep for the Rarities From The State show, where cast members David Wain, Michael Showalter, and Michael Ian Black will show old show clips. Thing is, The State had a huge effect on my formative years. Without the State
