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Showing posts with label 1991. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1991. Show all posts
26 February 2013
19 December 2012
Strangers in Paradise : Jim Jarmusch and Friends
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| Jim Jarmusch |
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| Roberto Benigni and Tom Waits in Down By Law (1986) |
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| Johnny Depp in wire rimmed saddle bridge glasses for Dead Man (1995) |
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| Jim Jarmusch and Winona Ryder |
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| Jim Jarmusch and Joe Strummer |
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| Visit the Jim Jarmusch Research Page curated by Jarmusch Scholar Ludvig Hertzberg |
27 November 2012
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18 May 2010
I am Secretly an Important Man | Steven Jesse Bernstein
Steven Jesse Bernstein was born in Los Angeles, California. He moved to Seattle, Washington in 1974 where he adopted the moniker Jesse, and began performing and self-publishing chapbooks of his poetry (the first chapbook was Choking On Sixth, 1978). Bernstein would become something of an icon to many in Seattle’s underground music and poetry scene, with notable fans including Kurt Cobain and Oliver Stone.

He is most famous for his recordings with Sub Pop Records and close relationship with William S. Burroughs. Bernstein’s substance abuse issues and mental illness contributed to his provocative local celebrity, though they ultimately culminated in his suicide.

Bernstein’s mental illness was not as alarming as it might have been off the stage, as his drug-reinforced manic episodes were harnessed and channeled into engrossing, often perverse, entertainment. According to one Seattle newspaper, he opened for music acts such Nirvana, Soundgarden, U-Men and The Crows: “He read poems from a stage with a live rodent in his mouth, its tail twitching as baseline punctuation. He tried to cut his heart out in order to hold it in his hands and calm it down".
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09 November 2009
Each Maid a Heroine and Each Man a Friend | Team Swifty & Collins, 1991
Actress Joan Collins and agent Irving "Swifty" Lazar enjoy a drink together before suing Random House for $1.3 million, 1991.In September 1991, Joan Collins delivered a 690-page manuscript to Random House. However, the publishing firm later demanded the return of its $1.3 million advance from Collins, claiming she failed to deliver completed books as per her contract. In court, Collins stated that Random House had received her novel, The Ruling Passion, in 1991 plus another novel, Hell Hath No Fury, in September 1992. Her Random House contract, negotiated by agent Irving Lazar, required that she was to be paid even if her completed manuscripts were not published.
On February 29, 1996, a jury determined that she could keep the advance for the first novel, but the publisher did not have to pay for the second manuscript since it was a reworking of the first. Judge Ira Gammerman then ruled that Random House owed Collins $925,000 plus interest for a grand total of $1.3 million. The Guinness Book of World Records cites Collins as holding the record for retaining the world's largest unreturned payment for an unpublished manuscript.
On February 29, 1996, a jury determined that she could keep the advance for the first novel, but the publisher did not have to pay for the second manuscript since it was a reworking of the first. Judge Ira Gammerman then ruled that Random House owed Collins $925,000 plus interest for a grand total of $1.3 million. The Guinness Book of World Records cites Collins as holding the record for retaining the world's largest unreturned payment for an unpublished manuscript.
06 October 2009
Reality Used to Be a Friend of Mine | PM Dawn, 1991
Careless whisper from a careless man,
A neutron dance for a neutron fan;
Marionette strings are dangerous things,
I thought of all the trouble they bring.
An eye for an eye, a spy for a spy,
Rubber bands expand in a frustrating sigh.
Tell me that shes not dreaming.
Shes got an ace in the hole,
It doesnt have meaning.
Reality used to be a friend of mine,
cause complete control, I dont take too kind.
Christina applegate, you gotta put me on.
Guess whos piece of the cake is jack gone?
She broke her wishbone and wished for a sign.
I told her whispers in my heart were fine.
What did she think she could do?
I feel for her, I really do.
16 September 2009
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