So at Thanksgiving dinner yesterday next door, something in the conversation caused me to mention the Fallon skit where he played the plastic toy instruments with Metallica, one of my favorite late-night TV bits. I don't ever watch late night TV but somehow came across that one. With wine flowing freely, one of the neighbors' adult kids says Fallon has a problem with alcohol and identified an alleged incident that Fallon recently needed stitches to close a drinking wound to his hand. If true, it's odd that he'd do a somewhat macabre skit of drinking by himself at a circus.
Yep, my Google machine says he's publicly addressed his drinking issues. So he does an alcoholic at a circus skit. More grist for the That's Not Funny! mill.
I guess if you do it enigmatically with a Cirque de Soleil background.it doesn't come across as tacky. "My name his Bob Dylan, and I will drink no whisky that has not been fully aged." Dylan looks fully aged, but he doesn't seem like the kind of guy with a fine appreciation for whiskey. I think it would be a more comfortable fit if he had his own brand of low cal munchies. "How do I stay so thin after late nights with Acupulco Gold?"
I keep having dreams Of pioneers, and pirate ships and Bob Dylan Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will kill them Of being trapped in a lift Plunging straight to the bottom Of open seas and ways of life we've forgotten I keep having dreams
"...one of the neighbors' adult kids says Fallon has a problem with alcohol...."
Years ago I used to occasionally attend a "Cartoon Jam" at an Irish Pub in the East 20's. It was a monthly gathering of amateur and aspiring cartoonists--several of whom have gone on to publish graphic novels--and they would drink and draw in each other's sketchbooks. The "jam" part of it was that one person would draw a picture to start a story, then pass it on. Each subsequent artist had to continue the story and take in as much of a left turn as possible. (In other words, stories told through a series of intentional non sequiturs.)
The cartoonists assembled in a small room back of the bar area. One night, an attendee came back with a pitcher of beer and said Jimmy Fallon was at the bar hanging out drinking. I went out to get a beer and, sure enough, it was he! Dressed in jeans and t-shirt, young and skinny. (This was probably close to 15 years ago.) Later, after I left with the two friends I'd come with, Fallon apparently came back to see what the cartoonists were doing. Reportedly, he was very interested and amused, and was said to be a very nice guy.
Who'da thought that guy would one day be the host of The Tonight Show?
Apropos the Australian Nobel wannabe who came up yesterday: how many of the Nobel lit winners have y'all actually read?
I give you the last 30 or so:
1988 Mahfouz, Naguib 1989 Cela, Camilo José 1990 Paz, Octavio 1991 Gordimer, Nadine 1992 Walcott, Derek 1993 Morrison, Toni 1994 Oe Kenzaburo 1995 Heaney, Seamus 1996 Szymborska, Wisława 1997 Fo, Dario 1998 Saramago, José 1999 Grass, Günter 2000 Gao Xingjian 2001 Naipaul, Sir V.S. 2002 Kertész, Imre 2003 Coetzee, J.M. 2004 Jelinek, Elfriede 2005 Pinter, Harold 2006 Pamuk, Orhan 2007 Lessing, Doris 2008 Le Clézio, Jean-Marie Gustave 2009 Müller, Herta 2010 Vargas Llosa, Mario 2011 Tranströmer, Tomas 2012 Mo Yan 2013 Munro, Alice 2014 Modiano, Patrick 2015 Alexievich, Svetlana 2016 Dylan, Bob 2017 Ishiguro, Kazuo
Me? A little by Paz, Gordimer, Walcott. Some Dylan lines on this blog. Some Naipaul. A movie based on Ishiguro. Quite a bit of Heaney and Vargas Llosa. Still, less than a third.
Daily Mail: “Monica Lewinsky reveals for the first time that Bill Clinton urged her to lie under oath and then called her in for one last tryst before ditching her, which led her to consider suicide”
Dr. Leo Marvin: Would you like to talk about that?
Bob Dylan: There are two types of people in this world: Those who like Jimmy Fallon, and those who don't. My ex-wife loves him.
Dr. Leo Marvin: [pause] I see. So, what you're saying is that even though you are an almost-paralyzed, multiphobic personality who won a Nobel Prize for Literature yet is in a constant state of panic, your wife did not leave you, you left her because she... liked Jimmy Fallon?
Philip of Macedon in a message to Sparta: "You are advised to submit without further delay, for if I bring my army into your land, I will destroy your farms, slay your people, and raze your city."
Seems celebrity liquors are yet another way for musicians to monetize their fame since the mp3 destroyed publishing royalties as a viable source of income for musicians.
My grandfather had a glass of neat Johnnie Walker Black every night after dinner. Try as I might, I never really could develop the taste for Scotch whiskey. My go to drink for years was gin and tonic. Hendricks, tonic water, and a slice of cucumber. Bombay Sapphire would do in a pinch. When I did start drinking whiskey in earnest, it was by way of bourbon. Maker's Mark for company. Pappy Van Winkle's for special occasions.
Brent R. Taylor, the 39-year-old mayor of North Ogden, Utah was the latest US service member to be killed in Afghanistan leaving his seven beautiful children fatherless. It was an inside attack. That Americans are continuing to die in that godforsaken hellhole is a travesty. That their presence is defended under the banner of patriotism is perverse.
Saw Dylan tonight at the Beacon theater in NYC. Extraordinary show, I’ve seen him many times but this was the culmination of decades of touring, resulting in sublime art. Masterful lighting that changed the setting for every song. He sat at the piano except for a few songs. On Scarlettown he danced with a micraphone and then stood alone looking fragile, naked and exposed. A raw, polished and revelatory experience.
Mahfouz is interesting fir the way he paints the late colonial era, one particular anecdote is that a western educated young man who is studying science, particularly evolution and his father's utter shock toward the implications of his work. Pamuks coming of age story covers everything from the mid 70s to the aughts.
I read a number of Vargas confession in the cathedral was just too dense, alejandro Mata was seemingly prophetic where Peru was leading into the 80s, till an illiberal democrat like Fujimori took charge
It seems that for celebrity men a brand of spirits is like an opinion or an asshole. Women do the same with perfumes and accessories. Everybody is a brand these days, which should be embarrassing to people so disdainful of capitalism, but hypocrisy is also quite fashionable.
The research by scientists at Harvard and Yale universities, published in the journal Environmental Research Letters, proposes using a technique known as stratospheric aerosol injection, which they say could cut the rate of global warming in half.
The technique would involve spraying large amounts of sulfate particles into the Earth's lower stratosphere at altitudes as high as 12 miles. The scientists propose delivering the sulfates with specially designed high-altitude aircraft, balloons or large naval-style guns.
The report does, however, acknowledge that the technique is purely hypothetical.
So our so-called climate scientists are switching gears. Global Warming is no longer man-made - It is caused by sunshine.
In honor of our president, we should call this soon-to-be invented sunshine-dimming mist that will surely pollute our atmosphere, cause violent storms and make people sick - "Secret Agent Orange."
Advertise they will, but I'm not going to the circus until they bring the elephants back. Or put the animal rights activists in the cage with the lions.
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That’s Dylan’s whiskey, but not a very good advertisement as I couldn’t make out the label.
Must be selling more whiskey than records these days.
Can we buy the booze through the Amazon Althouse portal?
So at Thanksgiving dinner yesterday next door, something in the conversation caused me to mention the Fallon skit where he played the plastic toy instruments with Metallica, one of my favorite late-night TV bits. I don't ever watch late night TV but somehow came across that one. With wine flowing freely, one of the neighbors' adult kids says Fallon has a problem with alcohol and identified an alleged incident that Fallon recently needed stitches to close a drinking wound to his hand. If true, it's odd that he'd do a somewhat macabre skit of drinking by himself at a circus.
It is an ad for Dylan’s whiskey, Heaven’s Door. Not to be confused with the Wisconsin gin, Death’s Door.
It’s also an ad for the Big Apple Circus.
Yep, my Google machine says he's publicly addressed his drinking issues. So he does an alcoholic at a circus skit. More grist for the That's Not Funny! mill.
This is tonight’s open thread, so feel free to talk about anything.
I guess if you do it enigmatically with a Cirque de Soleil background.it doesn't come across as tacky. "My name his Bob Dylan, and I will drink no whisky that has not been fully aged." Dylan looks fully aged, but he doesn't seem like the kind of guy with a fine appreciation for whiskey. I think it would be a more comfortable fit if he had his own brand of low cal munchies. "How do I stay so thin after late nights with Acupulco Gold?"
I keep having dreams
Of pioneers, and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight
in the things that will kill them
Of being trapped in a lift
Plunging straight to the bottom
Of open seas
and ways of life we've forgotten
I keep having dreams
Nice just to see Dylan. The other guy not so much.
Can’t even buy that whiskey in NE or WI. Mail order.
I enjoyed the one with Fallon and Adele. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-yL7VP4-kP4
"...one of the neighbors' adult kids says Fallon has a problem with alcohol...."
Years ago I used to occasionally attend a "Cartoon Jam" at an Irish Pub in the East 20's. It was a monthly gathering of amateur and aspiring cartoonists--several of whom have gone on to publish graphic novels--and they would drink and draw in each other's sketchbooks. The "jam" part of it was that one person would draw a picture to start a story, then pass it on. Each subsequent artist had to continue the story and take in as much of a left turn as possible. (In other words, stories told through a series of intentional non sequiturs.)
The cartoonists assembled in a small room back of the bar area. One night, an attendee came back with a pitcher of beer and said Jimmy Fallon was at the bar hanging out drinking. I went out to get a beer and, sure enough, it was he! Dressed in jeans and t-shirt, young and skinny. (This was probably close to 15 years ago.) Later, after I left with the two friends I'd come with, Fallon apparently came back to see what the cartoonists were doing. Reportedly, he was very interested and amused, and was said to be a very nice guy.
Who'da thought that guy would one day be the host of The Tonight Show?
One insane night many years ago Letterman, in his NBC days, had Dylan and Liberace as his guests. They were not on at the same time, more's the pity.
Saw the thread title and thought it was referring to one of my favorite movies, What About Bob?.
A circus where the clowns are in the seats.
Apropos the Australian Nobel wannabe who came up yesterday: how many of the Nobel lit winners have y'all actually read?
I give you the last 30 or so:
1988 Mahfouz, Naguib
1989 Cela, Camilo José
1990 Paz, Octavio
1991 Gordimer, Nadine
1992 Walcott, Derek
1993 Morrison, Toni
1994 Oe Kenzaburo
1995 Heaney, Seamus
1996 Szymborska, Wisława
1997 Fo, Dario
1998 Saramago, José
1999 Grass, Günter
2000 Gao Xingjian
2001 Naipaul, Sir V.S.
2002 Kertész, Imre
2003 Coetzee, J.M.
2004 Jelinek, Elfriede
2005 Pinter, Harold
2006 Pamuk, Orhan
2007 Lessing, Doris
2008 Le Clézio, Jean-Marie Gustave
2009 Müller, Herta
2010 Vargas Llosa, Mario
2011 Tranströmer, Tomas
2012 Mo Yan
2013 Munro, Alice
2014 Modiano, Patrick
2015 Alexievich, Svetlana
2016 Dylan, Bob
2017 Ishiguro, Kazuo
Me? A little by Paz, Gordimer, Walcott. Some Dylan lines on this blog. Some Naipaul. A movie based on Ishiguro. Quite a bit of Heaney and Vargas Llosa. Still, less than a third.
Drudge highlighting Black Friday shopping chaos.. in other countries. For instance Brazil & Greece.
Why would Black Friday be a huge day anywhere else? Here it'sjust because it's the day after Thanksgiving, which it isn't outside the US..
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody
Daily Mail: “Monica Lewinsky reveals for the first time that Bill Clinton urged her to lie under oath and then called her in for one last tryst before ditching her, which led her to consider suicide”
Sounds like true love to me.
Poor Bob is being sued over the name of his spirits and their artistic design (lawsuits I hope will fail). So if you can get some, get some now.
Dr. Leo Marvin: Are you married?
Bob Dylan: I'm divorced.
Dr. Leo Marvin: Would you like to talk about that?
Bob Dylan: There are two types of people in this world: Those who like Jimmy Fallon, and those who don't. My ex-wife loves him.
Dr. Leo Marvin: [pause] I see. So, what you're saying is that even though you are an almost-paralyzed, multiphobic personality who won a Nobel Prize for Literature yet is in a constant state of panic, your wife did not leave you, you left her because she... liked Jimmy Fallon?
I bet Bob gets at least $5 per bottle.
That other whiskey company doesn’t own the word “heaven” for the whiskey trade.
Philip of Macedon in a message to Sparta: "You are advised to submit without further delay, for if I bring my army into your land, I will destroy your farms, slay your people, and raze your city."
Sparta: "If."
Seems celebrity liquors are yet another way for musicians to monetize their fame since the mp3 destroyed publishing royalties as a viable source of income for musicians.
My grandfather had a glass of neat Johnnie Walker Black every night after dinner. Try as I might, I never really could develop the taste for Scotch whiskey. My go to drink for years was gin and tonic. Hendricks, tonic water, and a slice of cucumber. Bombay Sapphire would do in a pinch. When I did start drinking whiskey in earnest, it was by way of bourbon. Maker's Mark for company. Pappy Van Winkle's for special occasions.
Brent R. Taylor, the 39-year-old mayor of North Ogden, Utah was the latest US service member to be killed in Afghanistan leaving his seven beautiful children fatherless. It was an inside attack. That Americans are continuing to die in that godforsaken hellhole is a travesty. That their presence is defended under the banner of patriotism is perverse.
Mahfouz, cela (in college) pamuk, naipaul and Vargas llosa.
What could go wrong?
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.express.co.uk/news/science/1049517/global-warming-solved-climate-change-sun-blocking-chemicals-stratosphere/amp
@narciso:
If you don’t mind me asking, what is your ethnic background?
Any particular reason, if I mentioned Cabrera infante Vallejo carpentier would you get a hint.
@narciso:
Any particular reason,
Just curiosity. You used the phrase "my people" in another thread, and I meant to ask you then.
if I mentioned Cabrera infante Vallejo carpentier would you get a hint.
Cuban?
Saw Dylan tonight at the Beacon theater in NYC. Extraordinary show, I’ve seen him many times but this was
the culmination of decades of touring, resulting in sublime art. Masterful lighting that changed the setting for every song. He sat at the piano except for a few songs. On Scarlettown he danced with a micraphone and then stood alone looking fragile, naked and exposed. A raw, polished and revelatory experience.
No worries, narciso:
"According to our models..."
Does every day seem crazier than the day before, what arrogance to even attempt this.
One is reminded of that old Vonnegut tale player piano and Ice 9, also an outer limits episode based on that concept loosely
T
Mahfouz is interesting fir the way he paints the late colonial era, one particular anecdote is that a western educated young man who is studying science, particularly evolution and his father's utter shock toward the implications of his work. Pamuks coming of age story covers everything from the mid 70s to the aughts.
I read a number of Vargas confession in the cathedral was just too dense, alejandro Mata was seemingly prophetic where Peru was leading into the 80s, till an illiberal democrat like Fujimori took charge
I've loved that Erik Satie piece ever since I first heard it as the opening cut on Blood, Sweat, & Tears second album:
Blood, Sweat, & Tears "Variations on a Theme by Erik Satie (1st and 2nd Movements)
It seems that for celebrity men a brand of spirits is like an opinion or an asshole. Women do the same with perfumes and accessories. Everybody is a brand these days, which should be embarrassing to people so disdainful of capitalism, but hypocrisy is also quite fashionable.
You can't make this up:
https://mobile.twitter.com/Techno_Fog/status/1066182991968436224
As they say fiction has to make sense.
Speaking of celebrity booze, I don't recommend Casamigos tequila.
Scientists are proposing an ingenious but as-yet-unproven way to tackle climate change: spraying sun-dimming chemicals into the Earth's atmosphere.
The research by scientists at Harvard and Yale universities, published in the journal Environmental Research Letters, proposes using a technique known as stratospheric aerosol injection, which they say could cut the rate of global warming in half.
The technique would involve spraying large amounts of sulfate particles into the Earth's lower stratosphere at altitudes as high as 12 miles. The scientists propose delivering the sulfates with specially designed high-altitude aircraft, balloons or large naval-style guns.
The report does, however, acknowledge that the technique is purely hypothetical.
So our so-called climate scientists are switching gears. Global Warming is no longer man-made - It is caused by sunshine.
In honor of our president, we should call this soon-to-be invented sunshine-dimming mist that will surely pollute our atmosphere, cause violent storms and make people sick - "Secret Agent Orange."
All roads lead to Gadfly's TDS
Bob Dylan, Nobel Prize Winner (lifetime underachievement), Hard Rain, Tangled Up, now, booze.
Market signal for inflation.
BESURETDRINKYOURHEAVENSDOORWISKEY
"A crummy commercial? Son of a Bitch!"
"I went out to face the world again...wiser."
Amazing video of Bob Dylan, Nobel Prize Winner.
كلام جميل
Hell No, we won't go, to Afghanistan! Well, this eventually worked with Vietnam.
Advertise they will, but I'm not going to the circus until they bring the elephants back. Or put the animal rights activists in the cage with the lions.
It reminded me of Field of Dreams. The theme of an adult yearning to do childhood bonding activities with a parental figure.
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