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last night, i went with jess to see cat on a hot tin roof. it was part of the classic film festival that they have evey summer at the palace theater downtown. i had never been to the old palace theater, but i had always heard that it was simply beautiful. it was simply worth the price of admission just to see this elegantly restored marvel. there isn't a bad seat in the building, which is great because we're thinking of seeing george carlin there next month. when they finally started the movie, it was like being a kid again. in this day and age of thx stereo surround sound, it was a refreshing change of pace to have the mono sound come straight from the screen. you weren't overwhelmed, it was just you and the movie, something hollywood has forgotten. intimacy. thank god, for independent film makers. and the film is just simply a classic. and after watching paul newman pound down all that whiskey, jess and i ran to the liquor store to purchase a couple bottles (kentucky bourbon for me and scotch for her). speaking of classic films, the baxter is showing dr. strangelove this week. i definitely want to catch that on the big screen. cheers. well, the radiohead show in chicago that i wanted to go to was last night. i, of course, couldn't make it because i suck. not only did they play three fucking encores, they played permanent daylight, lurgee, and true love waits; three of my favorite songs! errggg!! if they had played nude or lull, i'd have shot myself! errggg!! sorry about that. i'm sorry i lost control. the cure are back in the studio. their recording some additional tracks for their greatest hits album, due out later this year. you can watch the progress through curevision. apparently, robert had so much fun on the tour, he decided to postpone the break up. typical bob. speaking of beloved english bands, new order have launched a wierd little official site for their new album newordergetready. cheers.
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