Something I unloaded at the Hoffman forum that belongs here

[Robin Landseadel]

"Floosie with an Uzi" featuring DL Chastain backed by the Vomitones

Quote:
[Originally Posted by FredV ]

	"They were a legend that would last a lunchtime."

And this is really a po-mo Thang.

"Inherent Vice" is a book you should read if you're really entranced  
by the hall of mirrors that constitutes "authenticity" in the context  
of something as inherently plastic and telegenic as Rock 'n' Roll.  
Beatles songs are namedropped in curious poses and the warp and weave  
of the Wrecking Crew into the L.A. pop/rock scene is explored in  
detail via the fictional band The Boards, a cool mash-up of the Byrds  
and the Beach Boys and the attendant karma that followed them around  
in the form of Terry Melcher. BTW, the Bonzo Dog Band is mentioned  
twice, in the most unreliable way possible. How subtle were  
machinations of George Martin, how curious that both the Beach Boys  
and the Monkees* had instrumental tracks filled out by the Wrecking  
Crew? How throughly incestuous this all is, as displayed by the  
overwhelming love rocksters and their acolytes express for the  
funhouse mirror reflections of the Rutles, Spinal Tap and every  
rockstar that did a cameo on the Simpsons, Thomas Pynchon included.

It really boils down to "Is that a real poncho or is that a Sears  
poncho?"

What's cool about the Wilburys is that they know all of this and  
that's part of the joke. The Beatles, at their height of fame and  
Fabness, were playing with switching identities, if only to get out of  
the paranoiac rut of being a Beatle. Thus Sergeant Pepper's Lonely  
Heart's Club Band, inspired by the Bonzo Dog Band. Note that the liner  
notes and histories of the Wilburys were written by a former Rutle  
[the cute one] and after all is said and done, they turned out some  
fantastic singles in an era that really needed them.

*. . . Bing Crosby, Nancy Sinatra, Bobby Vee, The Partridge Family,  
The Mamas & the Papas, The Carpenters, John Denver, Simon & Garfunkel,  
The Byrds, Leonard Cohen, the Ronettes . . .
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Mrs. C. had been trying, in the meantime, to enlarge her hallucinatory  
repertoire, feeling that
if she did not make a conscious effort it would contract to three or  
four endlessly repeated songs