So you got your typical 70′s news report of trannies dressed up to go see some weird movie called “Rocky Horror” or something. Nothing new except for one notable exception: Frank n’ Furter at the 1:25 mark? Yeah, that’s Michael Stipe.
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So you got your typical 70′s news report of trannies dressed up to go see some weird movie called “Rocky Horror” or something. Nothing new except for one notable exception: Frank n’ Furter at the 1:25 mark? Yeah, that’s Michael Stipe.
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Lost’s Michael Emmerson, aka Ben Linus, in a 1992 Department of Corrections training video. I have the sound down at work so I can’t hear all of the dialogue but I imagine it goes something like this:
“Higgins, you’re just doing to have to trust me. If you don’t calm down and cease destroying your quarters, all your friends are going to die. But that doesn’t have to happen, does it? Higgins, what if I told you that, somewhere in this prison, there was a box. A box big enough to hold whatever it is you wished. You have a wish, don’t you Higgins? I can make it come true, Higgins. All. You. Have. To. Do. Is. Trust. Me.”
I think Ben Linus would make an excellent prison warden because his very presence would be enough to creep out the inmates into submission.
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The last time I gave much thought to Madness was a few years back when, while spending Christmas in Scotland, I saw this commercial on TV:
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Yes, that’s Madness singer Suggs using his band’s biggest hit to help sell fish sticks. I didn’t mind it, really, because I was always a big fan of both Madness and fish sticks.
Early on as my tastes in music began to emerge, I decided that I liked bands with a sense of humour and for a kid raised on Monty Python and, I’ll admit it, Benny Hill, Madness suited that requirement very well indeed. It might be why I was hesitant at first to like Nirvana or Oasis in the 90′s. They seemed so miserable to be on stage. Go sit in a cubicle for a week and then tell me how awful it is to play and record music.
After losing track of them for the last twenty years or so, I was surprised when I heard their single “Sugar and Spice” on Radio 2 last week. It was from “The Liberty of Norton Folgate”, the first studio album off all new material in ten years. It came out in May. It’s a funny thing when you realize that artists you like have been at it for decades and that the stuff that connects with you may not be the most current, or the most popular, or will win the approval of the hipsters who liked that thing that you like long before it became trendy to like it and therefore they don’t like it anymore and you’re lame for still liking it. Despite having been pushed aside by a star system that prizes youth above all, Madness are still out there, doing their thing.
I’ve been listening to the album almost non-stop for a while now and I have to say it might be the best thing they’ve ever done.
Welcome back to the Nutty Boys.
Well, I’ve no idea what I’m going to do with my musket this summer now that the proposed reenactment of the Battle of the Plains of Abraham has been canceled.
But keep in mind, that when one dresses up in period regalia to act out a historical battle, one must always be aware of certain cultural sensitivities: