They’ve got cars big as bars, they’ve got rivers of gold. But the wind goes right through you – it’s no place for the old. When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas Eve you promised me Broadway was the weekend.
This will be the last post before Christmas, so Happy Whatever It Is Doesn’t Offend You (thanks, D).
On the podcast front, I have some great stuff ready to go but would rather wait until next Sunday to put the next one out. There are far fewer people listening over the Christmas break, so I don’t want a good conversation to get lost in the quiet period.
Thanks very much to those of you who have listened to the episodes. I’m getting as much out of these chats as any of you, but if you are enjoying them, please spread the word. I couldn’t care less about the listening stats, but I do want as many people as possible to receive the substantial wisdom imparted by my guests.
Here’s to a 2017 that’s better than this turd-filled dumpster fire of a year.
How The Royal Tennenbaums set Wes Anderson’s style (thanks, T).
Football Bohemian Rhapsody (thanks, J).
Insane photos of deep sea fish (thanks, J).
Ghana’s hand-painted movie posters (thanks, T).
YMCA, Finnish-style (thanks, T):
And I’ll leave you with my favourite Christmas carol. Merry Christmas, or whatever you celebrate, one and all!