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Category: Arts and Culture

Morning Art

I love this painting by Maggie Siner.

Beat of the Day

Sweatin’…

[Photo Credit: Hollie Fernando]

Million Dollar Movie

I remember when this aired, shot while Scorsese was cutting Wise Guy (Good Fellas) in the Brill Building.

Taster’s Cherce

Saveur gives us 20 salads, including this Israeli chopped salad.

[Photo Credit: Todd Coleman]

Morning Art

 

“Untitled” By Yoko Tanji.

Without Fear

Frank Miller’s run with Daredevil was the first comic book series I collected as a kid.

Recently, the cool tumblr site, Beats, Comics and Life ran all of the Miller Daredevil covers. Here are some of my favorites:

‘Nuff said.

 

Beasts of the Day

 

Via Kottke, The Beastles.

Million Dollar Movie

Over at Messy Nessy Chic here’s more on Vivian Maier.

Can’t wait for the movie

Taster’s Cherce

Rest in Peace, Sam Farber.

[Photo Via: Paleo Tumblr]

Morning Art

“Panthère noire de face, pattes croisées” by Paul Jouve (1878-1973)

Blue Monday

Rest in Peace, Bobby Blue Bland.

Taster’s Cherce

Holy Sweet Lord. Christina Tosi’s English Muffins and Pickled Strawberry Jam.

Gold Rush

 

Via NPR, Alan Lomax’s massive archive goes on line.

Here ya go.

Holy Cow, this is great news.

Million Dollar Movie

Over at Wired, dig this on the art of the movie trailer.

Morning Art

Simple pleasures are the best.

“Still Life” by Giorgio Morandi (1943)

You’re Waylon Jennings, Ainchoo?

Also, rest in peace Chet Flippo. Man, yesterday was a tough day.

Here’s a piece that Flippo wrote on Waylon Jennings for Texas Monthly back in 1975:

Jack C—-, the federal agent stationed at Gate 56 of the Dallas airport, signaled to his partner when he saw the pair coming, The signal meant “search” and that signal was followed by an announcement to the 23 passengers waiting for Texas International Airlines flight 925 to Austin: “TI 925 will be delayed momentarily due to transient passengers.”

Those transient passengers, the suspicious pair, carried no luggage, had paid cash for their tickets, and were similarly attired: rumpled leather suits, scuffed boots, and hair a little longer than is allowed in the VIP lounge just down the corridor.

Cowboy singer Waylon Jennings and the writer with him slowed down their loping run for the plane as Agent Jack stepped in front of them: “Please step this way… gentlemen.” Jennings carried no identification and Agent Jack was summoning his superior when a light bulb went on above his head: “Aren’t you . . . you’re Waylon Jennings , ainchoo? I thought you was an entertainer. Hell, yes, I see you over at Panther Hall. I go over to Panther and get drunk and raise heil ever wunst in a wile. Go right on through, gentlemen.”

Jennings laughed about it all the way to Austin.

 

Forgive Some Sinner and Wink Your Eye at Some Homely Girl

On the latest episode of Here’s the Thing, Alec Baldwin interviews David Simon.

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