Archive for the ‘Springsteeniana’ Category
BRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCE
faked by gorjus Tuesday, November 17th, 2009Oh-for-thirtyseven.
faked by gorjus Monday, January 21st, 2008So generally Prof. Fury and I like to sit around and watch Bruce Springsteen videos and discuss how terrible they are—”Streets of Philadelphia” being a notable aberration. So when “Girls in Their Summer Clothes” done got videoed, I watched with great interest. For about a minute, until I saw way too many “I got my git-tar strapped on” shots, a Jesus Christ pose, and this:
Verdict: Perfume advertisement crafted circa 1996. Also: student work.
Flashes and Cables: Springsteen in Oslo, Art in The Order, and “The Sign” in your heart forever
faked by Professor Fury Thursday, December 6th, 2007I was experimenting with calling these short little roundup posts “Chunks,” but that seemed to connote “blowing chunks,” which is gross and not exactly the image I want to promote, even when it’s fairly accurate, given the partly digested nature of the thoughts here. So, I’m playing with the Centro-Matic inspired “Flashes and Cables” now. Anyway! Here at semester’s end, I am only thinking in staccato bursts. To wit(less):
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“Gypsy Biker” is the Favorite Song of Professor Fury. OF ALL TIME.
faked by gorjus Thursday, September 27th, 2007So for a while now the Professor and me have been saying things like “’Gypsy Biker’ is your favorite song” to each other, because we’ve been dreading what it might sound like (“Probable line fragment: ‘chasing that caravan through the night‘”). PrettyFaker KD defended the song, saying it was “actually the best song on the album and, to these ears, the best thing he’s done in more than twenty years.”
“Last Son . . . is my friend.” (09.01.07).
faked by gorjus Saturday, September 1st, 2007So I’m watching the Legion of Super-Heroes cartoon, which features amazing character design and a deep sense of friendship and myth. Braniac-5 is near death—and Superboy, powerless under the red sun of Zuun, is still battling to save him. Brainy then mutters “Last Son . . . is my friend.”
