Happy Birthday to Joni Mitchell who turns 70 today! She made music come spilling out into the streets and colors go waltzing in time. She still stands out among all those other ” ladies of the canyon.”
I love this scene from the movie Bell, Book and Candle, especially the quirky performance by Philippe Clay. If you look closely, you’ll catch a young Jack Lemon playing the bongo drums. Happy Halloween!
The revolution itself may not be televised, but on last night’s edition of the BBC’s Newsnight, viewers may have witnessed the start of one.
No doubt, this video has circulated the internet and you’ve already seen or heard of it, but I can’t get it out of my mind. I’ve always thought Russell Brand was brilliant and articulate, but in this particular case, his rant puts into words what anyone who has been paying attention over the past few years has been feeling: something is wrong with the way things are being run by the folks in charge of the planet and we can’t keep going on like this if we hope to survive.
I won’t go into the particulars because Brand states them so much better than I could with much fewer words. The trick is not to allow his words to move us towards despair but rather I think, contemplation and action. How must we act? Now that’s the $40,000 question.
In honor of the Bard’s B’Day, presenting the Beatles performing what looks to be a hybrid of A Midsummer’s Night Dream and Romeo and Juliet. Pure joy: John in a dress and Pippi Longstocking pigtails, Paul, the boyish lover hogging the camera and stealing scenes, Ringo as a lion/ass and George as The Man in the Moon. This is obviously a live performance, one that would be impossible to perform today. Look at the close proximity of the audience. Their voices are a little garbled, but the boys are bawdy, charming and hilarious. The skit seems sadly innocent somehow. Shakespeare would have loved them. I know I did and still do. Adieu to a sweeter time when rock and roll could mix it up with Shakespeare and make us feel like we were part of the magic and that the magic was part of us. Like Beatlemania, we didn’t feel as if we were mere spectators but participators in the spirit of the age. Shakespeare meets The Beatles. What could be more sublimely fun!
In Belfast - a sculpture of a young Clive Staples Lewis, before he entered the wardrobe and met the Lion. Even after all these years, the image of the open wardrobe door, still thrills and ignites my imagination with wonder and an inkling of hope of what life might be like if we lived without fear of the unknown.