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The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And I am finally seeing 
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving 

Karen Black, a versatile actress whose name became virtually synonymous with films that reflected and helped define America in the late 1960s and early 1970s, including “Five Easy Pieces,” died Thursday in Los Angeles. She was 74.

She was my very first female horror star. “Burnt Offerings” terrified me as a child and continues to do to today!

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Frank Turner, “Long Live the Queen”

"I was sipping on a Whiskey when I got the call

Yeah my friend Lex was lying in the hospital
She’d been pretty sick for about half a year
But it seems liked this time the end was drawing near
So dropped my plans and jumped the next London train
I found her laid up and in a lot of pain
Her eyes met mine and then I understood
That her weather forecast wasn’t looking too good
So I sat and spun her stories for a little while
Tried to raise her mood and tried to raise a smile
But she silenced all my rambling with a shake of her head
Drew me close and listen this is what she said now

“You’ll live to dance another day,
It’s just now you’ll have to dance, for the two of us,
So stop looking so damn depressed
And sing with all your heart that the Queen is dead”

Yeah she told me she was sick of all the hospital food
And of doctors, distant relatives, draining her blood
She said “I know I’m dying, but I’m not finished just yet,
I am dying for a drink and for a cigarette”
So we hatched a plan to book ourselves a cheap hotel
In the centre of the City and to raise some Hell
They waste to all the clubs and then when everyone else is long asleep
We know we’re good and done

“You’ll live to dance another day,
It’s just now you’ll have to dance, for the two of us,
So stop looking so damn depressed
And sing with all your heart that the Queen is dead”
And South London’s not the same anymore
The Queen is dead, and the last of the great has finally gone to bed

Well I was working on some words when Sarah called me up
She said that Lex had gone asleep and wasn’t waking up
And even though I knew that there was nothing to be done
I felt bad for not being there and now, well, she was gone
So I tried to think what Lex would want me to do
At times like this when I was feeling blue
So I gathered up some friends to spread the sad sad news
And we headed to the City for a drink or two
And we sang

“We live to dance another day,
It’s just now we have to dance for one more of us,
So stop looking so damn depressed,
And sing with all our hearts, long live the Queen”

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Whoa. Possibly the best advertisement for a push-up bra ever made. From Thailand, natch.

Ten Thing I Miss About Austin…

(No particular order is to be assumed, please. Absence makes the heart grow fonder is an adage I’ve found to be All Too True…) 1) My girlfriend, Kerri West. Period. 2) Writing, daily, for The Austin Chronicle and the regimentation — and pleasure — that it provides. (And the ability to go to movies in general without having to circumnavigate the Bangkok BTS Sky Train or its’ underground sister, the MRT.) 3) The Alamo Drafthouse Ritz. I live across the street and although I hear close hands have changed since my departure, it’s still my absentee home. 4) My family (Chris, Esther, Ida, and Dorian) and my friends, of course. Of which I have many in Austin and elsewhere in the States — Susanna, Sarah, Arielle, Bob Boucher, Marc, Justin & Kat, Lisa, Craig, Richard & Melissa, Ron, Val, the Weiner family, everyone at Spider House, everyone in (and out) of My Education, Jason Austin, and everyone else — but of which I now have many more of in Thailand and SE Asia. If you thought Austin was mad about the movies, music, and pop-culture, you’ve never been to Thailand. 5) Ron Deutsch’s cooking. And Pop-Tarts. (They don’t have those here.) 6) Polvo’s mango margaritas — despite the fact that I’m deluged by fresh mangoes on a moment-by-moment basis in Thailand. 7) Mogwai (and everyone at Brykerwood Veterinary, thank you)! 8) Lady Bird Lake and the nightly chaos of Sixth Street (not so unlike the nightly chaos of Bangkok, frankly). 9) My bike, my messy loft, and my books. Oh, my books! 10) The Paramount Summer Classic Film Series. And The Paramount/State Theaters in general. …and that’s just a partial list. If anything, evacuating my normal life for a while has only proven to me how much I love my “normal life,” stress and Austin’s madhouse growth be damned. Home soon. Can’t wait. (But you can bet I’ll be back in Thailand for Songkran 2557, Stacy…)
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Hunter S. Thompson meets the Hell-panel.


St. Jimmy’s Fern reveals the shocking true name of Bangkok! Gasp!!!