Part one - Intro

Part two - Kids

Part three - Drugs

Part four - God

Part five - afterwards

I watched all of these, then decided to write a blog post about them.

Then I realized it would be easier to just post links to the videos and let decide what you think about them.

It gets you involved and it's less work for me!

Yes!

:]

But, in all seriousness, this is not good :[

i've decided to go ahead and give him a blue jumper instead of a red one. i just prefer blue.

i'm very, very new at this whole crochet thing, so i am a bit nervous that this will come out like garbage. however, i did manage to teach myself to knit a few years back and now have taught myself the basics of crochet, so i hope that i won't come upon anything too difficult.

i've read through the instructions and i think i can handle this. *crosses fingers*

okay, off i go!

A while back Radiohead released ther new album, "In Rainbows," online for FREE, and allowed users that liked the album, to go back and donate if they really enjoyed the album. Normally, this would be pretty risky, because you might not make any profit at all, with offering it for free and all, but it actually was the exact opposite. Radiohead made a $10 million profit in donations from users that liked this album. This was a massive success for Radiohead.

Now, Nine Inch Nails, (NIN.) has offered their new album, "The Slip," for free online at their website. (www.nin.com) NIN's new album has 1.6 million downloads as of July 23, 2008. I'm sure they have made amazing profits as well.

I think this is really showing the record companies that the way to stop piracy via Limewire, and torrents, is to start offering albums online, and not necessarily for free. They can start offering the albums for a small fee like $5 dollars and album, and still make killer profits. Nevertheless, piracy will always be around, and in a big way. Offering albums online will be the new thing of the future. CD stores are already closing, and artists that produce their albums online are making killer profits, you be the judge. What are your thoughts? (That means, leave a comment. :])

A produção ficou na mão de Jean Doumanian, produtor de filmes e peças, e Steve Traxler, presidente da Jam Theatricals, que já são produtores da trama na Broadway. Tracy Letts, roteirista da peça, também continuará sendo a responsável pelas adaptações do roteiro para o filme.

Ainda não saiu nenhuma informação sobre elenco, muito menos datas para filmagens, porém Doumaniand já disse a revista americana Variety, que vários atores e estrelas assistiram a peça na Broadway e se mostraram bastante interessados em participar. Também, não é por menos. A trama envolve assuntos polêmicos como abuso de drogas, alcoolismo, suicídio, disfunção familiar, abuso sexual, envelhecimento, mudança generalizada, racismo, incesto, infidelididade e por fim, o amor. Segredos que só vêm à tona com o desaparecimento de Beverly Weston, o pai da família, onde assim todos são obrigados a se reunir para desvendar o mistério.

Expectativas não faltam, afinal, em 2006, a peça The History Boys (que também venceu o Drama Desk e o Tony Awards naquele ano) seguiu o mesmo caminho e ganhou sua versão cinematográfica que contou com o mesmo elenco da peça. O filme recebeu várias críticas favoráveis e muitos críticos chegaram a afirmar que o filme conseguiu ficar melhor ainda que a peça.

Quanto as adaptações de musicais para a grande tela, muitos musicais já foram confirmados também. Marc Platt da Universal Pictures já falou sobre fazer Wicked e um remake de Jesus Christ Superstar. John Waters, diretor de Hairspray (1988), está encarregado de fazer uma sequência da versão musical de Hairspray (2007) para New Line Cinema, que provavelmente contará com o mesmo elenco do primeiro filme. Luftig, um dos produtores de Legally Blonde - The Musical falou sobre fazer uma versão cinematográfica do musical para MTV. Lou Adler se associou com a Fox Television Studios para fazer um remake de Rocky Horror Picture Show, também para MTV. Aaron Sorkin está encarregado de Follies. Rob Marshall de Nine. E esses são só os confirmados, ainda existem rumores como Company, Sunset Boulevard, uma versão da Disney de Aida, etc.

Mas enquantos esses não chegam, vale lembrar que dia 12 de Setembro teremos a estréia de Mamma Mia! no Brasil. Musical composto com as canções memoráveis do grupo ABBA, que conta a história de Sophie, uma menina que nunca conheceu seu pai porque sua mãe nunca revelou a identidade dele. Para resolver a situação, ela decide convidar para seu casamento três homens que podem ser seu pai, baseado no diário de sua mãe que ela achou da época anterior a gravidez dela. O elenco conta com grandes nomes como Meryl Streep, Pierce Brosnan, Colin Firth, Amanda Seyfried, Julie Walters, Christine Baranski, etc. A direção é de Phyllida Lloyd (mesma diretora do musical original).

Charles Fouquet

charles@enteatro.com.br

Just press nine for more options

Mine are running out

04.11.2008

Zero Anon

This work by Zero Anon is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.

The light shines the brightest

Couple more after the jump, but I warn you: they are disturbing. When you see them, you'll know why.

Nine

Tess lies sometimes. At school, she says that she has speech therapy on Tuesdays after social studies. She is careful to lisp when she says it­—thpeech therapy after thocial thtudies. Her teacher says that Tess is precocious, that she tells good stories. “What a good story!” Miss Morris says when Tess tells her that she is a hemophiliac and has to be extra careful about things like blisters and paper cuts. Her illness is genetic, Tess says. Her mother is also a hemophiliac.

Tess is eight years old. Lying is something she will probably outgrow. This is what Mrs. Stuart, who takes care of Tess after school, thinks. Tess says that the stars are lonely, that the walls are crying, that late at night the trees outside her window fill with breath and whisper the names of dead children. Mrs. Stuart touches her wrinkled hand to the side of Tess’s face and clucks her tongue when she says, “That’s just pretend.”

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"She's basically a prostitute on the beach," Fergie told The Associated Press in an interview. "She introduces him to the world of sexuality. It's a very strong song. I'm just thrilled I get to play a character. I'm singing, but I'm not singing as myself. I'm going to be singing as a character, and that's what's really exciting to me."

Fergie, 33, joins Day-Lewis, Marion Cotillard, Penelope Cruz, Nicole Kidman, Judi Dench and Kate Hudson in "Nine," directed by Rob Marshall ("Chicago"). Filming is set to begin in October. Fergie, whose real name is Stacy Ann Ferguson, had minor roles in the "Poseidon" and "Grindhouse" movies. (news)

*Talk: Interview with Fleet Foxes – " We’re not trying to pull the wools over anyone’s eyes so if people want to call us hippies that’s totally fine." [largehearted boy]

*Lollapalooza: AT&T will stream some of the festival live from here. If you are too old to go.

*Pics: Words and photos from the recent Hold Steady thing at First Ave. (Disclosure: I work with the byline dude. He's tall.)

*The Beat: The Frisky rounds up masturbation songs. For your pleasure. (Wait, wasn't that Green Day song about this activity? Hello?) [buzzfeed]

*Mashups: Notorious B.I.G. vs. The Rolling Stones = Poppa Was a Rolling Stone. I can't get a lot of satisfaction out of the way you call me Big Poppa. UH.

*Found: An unreleased recording of the Beatles was recently discovered in a Liverpool attic. Is it weird that I have cited news items on Dylan, the Stones and the Beatles all in the past two days, a couple of them regarding the discovery of previously unreleased materials? At the day job we talk a lot about the emergent age of near-infinite information persistence, but it seems that a marked lengthening of captured data's life began 50 years ago. Also, I have been getting up at FIVE FUCKING THIRTY IN THE MORNING, MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!

*Local: MFR reminds us all that Minneapolis hip-hop band Atmosphere is the musical guest on CBS' Late Night with David Letterman tonight.

*Off topic: Jerry Lewis has been carrying a gun in his luggage. And that is not a euphemism. (No idea.) [medialoper]

A movie adaption of the Tony award winning musical, "Nine" is taking a hold of the big screen and it's not making its debut without some star entertainers. 33 year-old Grammy award winning singer Fergie has been cast to play Saraghina in the movie. She performs a racy song, "Be Italian" with actor Daniel Day-Lewis. Along for the Hollywood ride is Penelope Cruz, Kate Hudson, Judi Dench, Marion Cotillard, and Nicole Kidman. We're expecting this movie to be a hit, since it's being directed by Rob Marshall, the same guy who directed the amazing "Chicago". This isn't the singer's first appearance in a movie; she had minor roles in "Grindhouse" and "Poseidon". Besides prancing on the beach as a prostitute, Fergie has other things up her sleeves...well, on her feet. She just debuted her two new shoe lines and collections with Brown Shoe. Also, she's back with the great group that brought us "Monkey Business" in 2005-the Black Eyed Peas-working on a new album.

I must say, this SwellyBelly band has become a LIFE-SAVER in my last few weeks. If I didn't have a few of these, I would certainly not be able to be accomplishing as much as I have been. This weekend I was able to go out with my husband and finish up the baby shopping. We went to my mother-in-law's for a dinner party. I babysat for my favorite children. Plus we did the normal things: Grocery Shopping, cleaning, cooking, laundry.

I'm not the type of person to just sit around and I don't think it would help my labor progress if I did! These help easy my back pains and are stylish as well!

Nine Moons Wild Zebra SwellyBelly Maternity Belly Band LIMITED EDITION at Bellacroft

Nice and high and far apart
just like they said
i built this place with broken parts
just like they said
you chip away the old version of you
you'd be surprised at what you can do
i'm safe in here
irrelevant
just like they said

my voice just echoes off these walls

you feel me breathe
i am watching you
i see it all
the many ways you can't get to me
i see it all
i see the hell you put yourself through
oh the things i could do (if i wanted to)

my voice just echoes off these walls
my voice just echoes off these walls
i don't need anything at all
my voice just echoes off these walls

and i just slowly fade away

you will never ever get to me in here

TRANSLATION:

Belli, alti e lontani l'uno dall'alto
proprio come avevano detto..
ho costruito questo posto con parti rotte
proprio come avevano detto..
Hai frammentato via la vecchia versione di te,
saresti sorpreso di quello che puoi fare...
sono al sicuro qui,
irrilevante,
proprio come avevano detto..

La mia voce riecheggia su questi muri...

Mi senti respirare
Ti sto guardando
Io vedo tutto,
le molteplici vie per cui non arriverai a me.
Io vedo tutto.
Vedo l'inferno in cui ti sei messa.
Oh le cose che avrei potuto fare.. (se avessi voluto)

La mia voce riecheggia su questi muri...
La mia voce riecheggia su questi muri...
Non mi serve niente dopo tutto.
La mia voce riecheggia su questi muri...

...E semplicemente lentamente mi dissolvo...

Tu non mi raggiungerai mai qui...

Oh, the night I've had.

So, yeah, I'm moving in nine days.  My last day of work is next Saturday (which is in seven days), and I thought I'd have roughly until then to settle the matter(s) on Guitar Guy.  

Apparently, I was all sorts of wrong.

Tonight was Guitar Guy's birthday (oddly enough, it's also my kid brother's birthday.  Whatever.)  So, I had a massive amount of trepidation about going in tonight, and even briefly considered calling in, so I wouldn't have to deal with the inevitable group of friends, including the girlfriend, that would show up to wish him good tidings.

I even found out a few days ago that there would be a cake and ice cream, which I assumed would mean that it was an even bigger deal, therefore an even more solid confirmation that the Girlfriend would show up.  I was unable to handle even the mental image of Guitar Guy receiving a birthday kiss from anyone but me.

However, the cake and ice cream seemed to be just from the band, and handled entirely in the green room, so that was a relief.  Guitar Guy swung down between the first and second sets (there are four), and I grabbed him to wish him a happy b-day, and all that jazz.

"So, my last day is next Saturday," I said, in an off-handed, pleasebeworkingSaturday type of way.  

"Oh ... I'm gone all next week."

There was a long pause in which we stared at each other, and then I glanced at his mouth.  "So, that means that tonight is ..." I trailed off, not really sure how I should phrase, "the last opportunity I have to rape you."

"Yeah," he said, checking his phone for the time.  The next set was about to start so he leaned forward and squeezed my shoulder.  "I will be back," he promised, but then was forced to run to the stage.

During the next set, while alternately having really intense eye sex with Guitar Guy, a Boy came in who has been casually dating one of my good friends, a light tech from the club, who wasn't in tonight.  The Boy is very sweet, if not slightly below my friend's potential league, and I swung by to say hello and chat him up a bit.

"Where is Josh tonight?" the Boy asked.

"Oh, he's off yesterday and today," I answered, jovially.

"Really?"

"Yeah, we went to see The Dark Knight, yesterday.  It was amazing."

"...  Well, then apparently I've been repeatedly lied to.  Because, he told me he had to work every day for the past two weeks, and was booked solid for the weekend."

"... oh ... um ... oh ..."

Now, honestly, what was I supposed to do?  I immediately told the other working light tech, and we texted him to warn him, but never got responses.  I now have a slip of receipt paper in my apron that says, "Tell Josh I'll miss him."

I feel responsible.  But, honestly!  

How was I to know?

Anyway, so, around the time we were texting Josh about me completely screwing up his romantic venture, I noticed this very petite woman dressed like a cheap stripper near the sound booth.  I knew immediately that this was the Girlfriend.

Physically, she's polar opposite of me.  I'm reasonably tall (5'6"), curvy, blonde, and I look my age, which is 22.  This girl looked OLD, but I guess hot in a far-away sort of manner.  She was kinda-Asian, super small, and boy-shaped.

It honestly astounds me that the same man would find both of us attractive.  

I should also mention that the other time I've seen her, she didn't look Asian.  Just tonight.  Maybe it was the caked on eye makeup.

I passed by her, with my eyes still locked on his, and looked at her next to me, then back to him.  He didn't even realize who I'd looked at for another few minutes.  So, even if she didn't know who I was before that point, she knew now.

She spent the rest of the evening glaring at me.  I suppose this was warranted, but I'm pretty sure she knew who I was before she even got there, since it was in front of one of her friends/co-workers that I found out about her existence.

He came down after the next set, and I brought him a shot the door host had bought him.  I did this quickly so to not be forced to meet her, but he hadn't even made time for her yet.  When he did, they stood a polite distance apart and conversed.

The Light Tech for this evening went on and on about how much closer he stands to me when we talk.  It's true.  There's chemistry between us, even if there's comfort between them.  Comfort relationships depress me.  

As she talked to him, she continued to glare at me.  This, for some reason, put me in a better mood, and I continued to flounce about, making obscene amounts of money off of my tables.

So, since nothing aside from continued eye contact (right in front of her!) happened for the next set, we're going to skip ahead to the next break, where he and she go outside and have a giant blow-out argument.  I wonder if I was part of it.

She stormed back in, tears running down her face, which seemed to put everyone in the club into a morbidly good mood, and he just didn't seem to care in the least.  He went back on stage, and had a great time.  

We even had some close proximity eye contact after that, including a booth leaving and me cleaning it in the most inappropriate way possible.  I climbed into it, sitting up on my knees and wiped it down in un-necessarily slow, wide circles, with my eyes on him.  

He liked it.

The table probably never got all the way clean.

And I found out afterward that all the while, she was upstairs leaning over the balcony, right in his line of view, with big crocodile tears and a pout, and he just ignored her, and watched me clean a table.

Unfortunately, she never just left, which I was counting on, since this would be the probable last time I'd ever see him.  

So, when the night ended, and she was still following him around like the Super Nintendo version of Zelda, I weaved my way through the tables toward him as he was waving goodbye.

"You know I'll never see you again, right?" I said, loudly, drawing his attention as I got closer.

"Right.  Never again," he said, as though we're destined to see each other over and over for the rest of our lives.

"You have to say goodbye," I said, and went to give him a light hug, since she was standing right there, but he scooped me into his arms hard, and held me very tight.

After a moment's hesitation, I threw my arms around his neck and sank into it myself.  "I'm going to miss you, you know.  I really am."

"I know," he said.

"I know that you know," I responded, tearfully, and he leaned his head against mine.  If she hadn't been standing there, we would've kissed.  We both felt it.

Apparently, she just stood there with her jaw on the ground, staring at us, then grabbed his guitar and made a huffy beeline for the door.

So, while not ideal, the night was kind of awesome.  However, it should've been awesome of its own accord, not as the Last Night We'd Ever See Each Other.  What shit timing, seriously.

So, a few minutes ago, I added him on facebook.  As soon as he approves me, I'm sending him a message letting him know that I never got to say goodbye like I wanted to, my phone number, and an invitation for "coffee or something."

He may be out of town until I move.  Gone.  

It may be over now.  But, it shouldn't be.  It was never supposed to end like this. 

Maybe it hasn't.

This album, hardly worth it.

I think Trent was bored.

It's hard not to laugh hysterically because this card couldn't be any more accurate or any closer to the truth. Bullseye!

Nine of Swords represents trouble sleeping, possible nightmares, heavy stress, worry, not knowing what actions to take or how to navigate through change.  The nine's represent the end of a cycle, and in this case, the quarrent is "freaking out" a bit about what's going to happen next.  When I do a reading for others and they draw this card, I encourage them to let go of their worries and stop trying to micro-manage the details of their life. Let things run their course and understand that you can't control everything.  Let go of the weight and the worry and trust that the Universe will guide you to the right actions.

Appropriate? I'd say.

Here's what the other sources say:

From Solitary Witch: Book of Shadows for the Next Generation by Silver Raven Wolf:

Nightmare; bound by your own fears; difficulty sleeping at night; personally imposed misery or disappointment; worrying needlessly; being disappointed in someone; possible danger - check surrounding cards.

And from LearnTarot.com:

worrying

doubting all will go well
brooding
making yourself sick over your troubles
going over and over an issue
feeling anxious and tense
getting worked up

 

feeling guilty

regretting some offense
refusing to forgive yourself
wanting to turn back the clock
focusing on your "sins"
being hard on yourself
denying that you did your best
getting overwhelmed by remorse

 

suffering anguish

despairing
feeling you've reached your limits
having sleepless nights
feeling depressed
going through a dark night of the soul
forgetting joy
wanting to cry

It makes sense that the figure on the Nine of Swords is in bed because it is during the night that our griefs and regrets come to mind most intensely. The quiet darkness strips away the distractions of the day, leaving us alone with our thoughts. Who has not lain awake at 4 A.M. filled with worries that refuse to go away? The Nine of Swords represents this unhappiness which can strike us at any time.

Unlike the pain of the Three of Swords which seems to come from without, the Nine of Swords represents the pain that we generate from within. What tortures we put ourselves through when our fears and doubts overwhelm us. Worry is probably the most common. Have I done enough? Will everything work out OK? What am I going to do? The thoughts go round and round - impossible to turn off.

Guilt is another source of pain. When we have done something that we feel is wrong or hurtful - or failed to do something we think we should have - the distress can be very real. It is worse when nothing we do relieves the bad feelings or makes them go away. Finally, there is just pure anguish. Sometimes the pain of life is so total that all we feel like doing is crying into our hands.

Needless to say, the Nine of Swords is not the most pleasant of cards, but it doesn't always indicate major distress. Often it is just a sign of some element of unhappiness or trouble - a vulnerable spot in your life. This card is often a warning from your Inner Guide that the path you are going down may be a difficult one. If you approach the Nine of Swords in this spirit - as a caution sign - you will be able to use it constructively. Examine your situation carefully to be sure you are making the best choices. Even a small change can make all the difference.

And from Aeclectic Tarot:

NINES

Nine is a card of completion (so is Ten, but we'll get to that). Like the Hermit, who connects to the nines, it is a card where something is finished and the person in turn steps back to look on what he's done, earned, or gained. Nines are among the most powerful cards, usually granting the Querent what it is they, like the Hermit, are seeking.

Nine of Swords

A man wakes from a nightmare, nine swords on the wall. It can be a good thing to find what you seek, except when it comes to ideas, words or problems. Find too many of them and they will overwhelm you. We all know this card, it is the one where we wake up at night and go over our troubles, problems, worries, thoughts, what we said, what others said. The Querent must be told that while their problems may be real, they're blowing them out of proportion, making them worse, nightmarish. They are spending too many sleepless nights alone and awake with these words, ideas, problems. What they are really seeking is to wake from this bad dream - which they can do by realizing that it is a bad dream - most of it is in their head.

Dissing the women he's meant to be wooing on Nine's matchmaker series, The Farmer Wants A Wife, the 36-year-old sheep and wheat man has dipped himself in it by blasting his two "picks".

Suffering from a bad case of foot-in-mouth disease, James first bagged one suitor, Cherie, as being "rough as guts", then condemned the other, Toni, as no more than an aging "body clock". (news)

My least favorite was Bianca, god damn she pissed me off so much. She was so serious! All the time it was like RA RA RA! In the beginning she was supposedly there to set an example and show that not all 18yo's are party animals and a menace to society. In doing this she became a bitch who yelled a lot. And her attack on Corey, what the hell? She full on went psycho at him and she had the most pathetic arguments.

But anyway, imagine if Channel 9 got BB, they'd try to turn it into a family show or something. Not that it isn't already a family show, but they'd make it like full on G. People are boring in G, there's no interesting conversation in G. They'll make all the housemates 40 or 50, and the special guests will be politicians or priests or some anti-drug and alcohol group. No Channel 9. If anyone is taking it 7 should, or even better 10 should keep it, let it lie for a year then revive it. It'll definitely be back, it's Big Brother, it's a worldwide TV phenomenon, it doesn't just stop. But when it does come back take it back to its basics, don't stuff it up with gimicks and desperate acts for viewers (bloody Pamela). Bring back Up Late and get some normal housemates! And by normal I mean actual people, who aren't all clueless, can have fun and are just...normal. And bring back Gretel, she's awesome.

It's a good show, you know you love it.

But in other news Australian Idol is starting up again, if you've seen the preview then you'll know what I mean when I say that I like the red-head. If you haven't seen the preview then you must live in a cave or something because they show it every two seconds, watch it.

Fergie is meant to be playing the lustful Saraghina who introduces Daniel Day-Lewis’ characters Guido to a world of unexplored sensuality and sexuality. Personally, I just do not see her as all that sensual, especially when you have Cruz, Cottilard and the gang, which are far more sensual than Fergie, in the picture. I can, however, imagine Fergie Ferg playing the role of a big lipped, meth-smoking struggling musician/actress, but that’s still out of her league I fear. "Nine" will being shooting [up] in October in the United Kingdom.

“What on Earth is Marshall thinking?” If he is thinking at all. I’m going to [try to] avoid judgement until further notice.