Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Dozens of people spontaneously combust each year. It's just not really widely reported.

I have, I don't know, a fever, some sort of bug, whatever. It hit me just hard enough to excuse an entire afternoon lying on the couch watching Christopher Guest movies. The man is truly, truly a genius. This is Spinal Tap should be in the Smithsonian.

"We've got Armadillos in our trousers. It's really quite frightening."

"No. No. No. I feel it's like, it's more like going, going to a, a national park or something. And there's, you know, they preserve the moose. And that's, that's my childhood up there on stage. That moose, you know."

Nigel: You know, just simple lines intertwining, you know, very much like - I'm really influenced by Mozart and Bach, and it's sort of in between those, really. It's like a Mach piece, really. It's sort of...
Marty: What do you call this?
Nigel: Well, this piece is called "Lick My Love Pump."

and the song I'll be singing for days: Sex Farm
Working on a sex farm, trying to raise some hard love. Getting out my pitch fork, poking your hay.

Rock On. To Eleven.

4 comments:

I Hope So said...

never seen it. i guess i need to change that. hope you feel better.

delmer said...

I can't think of This is Spinal Tap without thinking of the Love Pump line.

Or '11' for that matter.

flutter said...

I love Cleveland!

Jennifer said...

There are some days it pays to be just sick enough!