Jump Into The Fire

Posted: January 25, 2013 in Thread Open; have at it.

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EDIT just for Jennifer.  More from the Awkward Band Photo Strategic Reserve:

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Comments
  1. Jennifer says:

    Thanks… I can’t unsee that top photo…

  2. watch the doggy video, it will help.

  3. Jennifer says:

    Oh, that was perfect!!!

  4. Jennifer says:

    Oops, sorry, I am not following reply rulz.

  5. mikey says:

    It can’t be me – I have no musical talent and I don’t wear underpants…

  6. mikey says:

    Oh alright.

    This one IS me. Tweakin hard, all geezed up with nowhere to go.

    But my peeps loved me…

    http://ubuntuone.com/0cA4CTPDCRSzCpGdDq89ho

  7. mikey says:

    Much more interesting – a P38. It was my fave 9 for a lot of years…

  8. I AM SCARRED FOR LIFE

  9. Silentmike says:

    Why wasn’t I invited to Julie’s sixteenth birthday party?

  10. Is this a real post with no words??
    ~

  11. mikey says:

    I can’t be arsed to go read the article.

    Do they mention his plastic asshole?

  12. College radio playing Wall of Voodoo’s version of “Ring of Fire” as I read this post. Far out.

  13. mikey says:

    Does the post title refer to Nilsson, or something I’ve never heard of?

    • Everybody’s Talkin’ Bout Nilsson, mikey.

      Watched the bio-doc recently. pretty good, but kind of short on film of the man.

      A while back, I had seen a book showing the houses of famous pop musicians. Nearly all of them were travesties; they seemed to feel, like William Shatner did, that success in one field made them competent in other fields, so they designed their own houses with tragic results. All except Harry, who actually hired a good architect to design the house and the result was pretty good. http://fortheloveofharry.blogspot.com/2010/08/nilsson-house.html

  14. mikey says:

    Also interesting, and somewhat related, is that he had a flat in London where both Cass Elliot and Keith Moon died. That’s kinda weird, ain’t it?

    • Maybe that’s where “Are You Sleeping?” came from.

    • I dunno. See The Curse of Harry Nilsson.

      Seems to me that Harry hung out with lots of musicians, it isn’t that surprising that they hooked each other up with living arrangements or borrowed flats, and that the lifestyle had a few casualties on the way.

      Reading that Curse article, it seems like a pretty standard distribution of people with one commonality that died over any arbitrary span of time. I mean, stretching from Mama Cass’ death to the bass player for the Knack in 2004? I think a proper curse should have seen a hundred connected people dying, all in the same way, like choking on a frog leg or in freak spork accidents or something. Now THAT would be a curse.

      Not that Harry’s life wasn’t tragic. His record labels never exerted any discipline, and after his huge hits, he had the power to do what he wanted; which seemed to be drinking and drugging and making music became an afterthought. The stories of his recording sessions being fueled by full bars and generous drug platters was amazing. His “Pussy Cats” episode with Lennon, where he seemed to torch his own voice was nearly a crime. Eventually his record label gave him several million dollars to go away. And then his business manager took all his money and left him broke; and then his friend John was killed by a handgun, which seemed to shock him into activism, all but abandoning his musical career.

      Oddly, A couple of people in the documentary bemoaned his turning away from music to work for gun control, to which I responded WTF? One of his best friends and idols was murdered and he worked to make sure fewer people were murdered, and that was somehow a WORSE outcome than if he had ignored the grief and just went on making pop music?

    • Also, with the stories people were telling about episodes with Harry, the surprise is that MORE of them didn’t show up dead. Mickey Dolenz told about going out for a few drinks with Harry one night, and coming to three days later in a massage parlor in Phoenix.

  15. mikey says:

    I can relate. I went to an HA party in Redding one night, I think it was a Wednesday, and woke up on a pick-a-nick table in a highway rest area in Flagstaff on Saturday. The haunting part was that I looked over and there, parked quite respectably in a parking space, was my scoot – The better part of a thousand miles on a Pan Head Twin and I have NO recollection of any of it…