Kath and I finally went to see "Confessions of a Dangerous Mind" last night, which also means that we had the pleasure of missing the first 90% of the State of the Union address; our cabbie was listening to it and W had just gotten to the "God" part of his speech. I don't know what it was like on television, but it sounded on the radio like he had taken "suave" pills or something - his voice sounded a bit sultry, which I suppose is a good way to distract the American public from worrying about the economy. But I digress. I love Sam Rockwell, I love Charlie Kaufman, and I really really like George Clooney, and so "Confessions" was a slam-dunk. The theater was virtually empty, which is unfortunate, but perhaps the SOTU was a more compelling draw.
I've been falling in love with Jellyfish's "Spilt Milk" - especially "New Mistake", which I've been listening to over and over and over again. Am I mistaken for thinking that for all their Beach Boys harmonies, they have an XTC thing happening? I was perusing their AllMusic entry and didn't see XTC listed anywhere, which surprised me a bit. No matter.
Pretty good Onion today. The Willy Wonka story is hilarious, and contains the title for my next album (after "Nuclear Sex Bomb"): Confections of Mass Deliciousness.