First in a series of books/screenplays/musicals I promise NOT to write if enough kickstarter funding comes in. Helen Mirren as God.
If politics is show business for charmless control freaks, is fusion funk for the sartorially challenged? Lee Rittenour’s cheery sky blue, long-sleeved tee perfectly acceptable in Hollywood, of course. I suppose they all had cocktails on the beach after this predictably flawless performance. No, we’re not jealous. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ceQ0VypjS8 Papa Was a Rolling Stone. Live but slicker than most studio albums. And very good indeed.
Not for those who confuse sincerity with incompetence – twee imbeciles like Josie Long and too many rock critics. Real soul requires discipline.
I couldn’t see what was wrong with half of the 10 erotic passages the Daily Telegraph finds so risible. http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/booknews/9909754/Top-10-worst-sex-scenes-in-modern-literature.html#?frame=2500347
However: Tom Wolfe and ‘the otorhinolaryngological caverns.” Was he trying to nuke Will Self into submission? And he dresses like a Batman villain.