#john s hall

[rainingmusic]

King Missile - Jesus was way cool

[bryan-damage]

King Missile

"Wind-Up Toys"

from the album King Missile, 1994

[buddiebeginz]

I could disappear forever and it wouldn’t make any difference.

[detroitlib]

View of mural triptych on Man's Mobility by John S. Coppin located in Adam Strohm Hall at the Detroit Public Library. Printed on front: "Adam Strohm Hall, Detroit Public Library." Printed on back: "Detroit Public Library, Detroit, Michigan. Adam Strohm Hall. An exhibition center for the display of books and other cultural materials. This room of outstanding architectural beauty is enhanced by the mural triptych on Man's Mobility, designed and created by Detroit artist John S. Coppin. Photo by John Penrod. [copyright] Penrod/Hiawatha Co., Berrien Center, Michigan 49102, phone 616-461-6993."

Burton Historical Collection, Detroit Public Library

[thefugitivesaint]

It was 1990, the year the album 'Mystical Shit' came into my life through my strange friend who loved off beat music. His eclecticism, which he had at an early age, exposed me to bands I might not have discovered had I been left to follow my own tastes exclusively. I would love to have him pop his head out to say hello to you dear reader but, unfortunately, he went and got himself addicted to heroin, a relationship that eventually led to his death. I didn't attend his funeral because I didn't know he had died. I didn't know he died because we had a falling out when, somewhere on the path he walked, he got very lost. Somewhere along the way he started to embrace white supremacist bullshit (one among a number of baffling decisions). He knew how I felt about that garbage. The heroin was bad enough, the additional strain of reprehensible politics was the proverbial straw on that poor camel's back. The souring of a very long friendship left associations in its wake that cannot be separated from where and how they were born. When I listen to King Missile* I think of a younger dude with an odd sensibility that was coupled to a wry sense of humor. Before the descent, where I was forced to watch a person gradually erode themselves. Before having to finally admit that there was nothing I could do to help or intervene or stop what was happening. Before having to bid adieu to someone who was part of my life for years. In the divorce I got to keep King Missile and They Might Be Giants and Christian Death and all the other bands this friendship exposed me to. I mourn the loss of who that person was but I also get to celebrate the memory of that person through the music we both enjoyed. (*'Steal Stuff From Work' was a shared mantra and countless zines in Philadelphia in the late 1990s were made for free thanks to the unknown generosity of a former employer. Thanks Kinkos). Anyway, the point here is that this song is a kind of tragedy that also happens to be life affirming. You might lose some friends but you'll get to enjoy some very delicious cheesecakes. Wait, I'm not sure I know what I'm saying here. Look, it doesn't matter, just listen to the song and this last paragraph will make more sense.

[ademater]

The Breakfast Club

(John Hughes - 1985)

[crumbargento]

The Breakfast Club -  John Hughes - 1985 - USA

[aliteraryprincess]

Vacation Book Haul!

From Susie's Stories (Rockport, MA):

Stoner by John Williams

Piranesi by Susanna Clarke

From The Bookstore of Gloucester (Gloucester, MA):

Tripping Arcadia by Kit Mayquist

From Dogtown Books (Gloucester, MA):

Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel

The Children's Book by A. S. Byatt

The Italian by Ann Radcliffe

[mitjalovse]

The 60's yet again? Of course, I have to mention The Beatles then. They are the epitome of the period, because they hold their sway over the latter. I mean, they can still release another single – one member's demo repurposed into their own piece – and sell like crazy. Still, one has to notice something about them, which keeps getting forgotten – they allowed themselves to be weird. Don't laugh here, many don't do something in the vein as they achieve such levels of fame. For instance, one of their most famous songs – check the link – might be a warning about nostalgia, yet the piece sounds like they keep pulling your leg to be more observant of what they try to achieve. Are they mocking the theme or making the latter more prominent? Why not both?

[alexlacquemanne]

Creedence Clearwater Revival ❤

Happy Birthday John Fogerty

[theconjurervfx]

Gothika (2003) dir. Mathieu Kassovitz

[zachfett]

Gothika (2003) Directed by Mathieu Kassovitz Cinematography by Matthew Libatique

Fun movie, but to enjoy it you have to turn off your brain and ignore all of the plot holes. I really liked Dark Castle Entertainment's early movies, especially Ghost Ship and House on Haunted Hill.

If you've seen this and know the ending, I like to think the last screenshot's framing above ("NOT ONE") was intentional.

[bryan-damage]

King Missile

"(Why Are We) Trapped?"

Music video, 1992

from the album Happy Hour

[lisamarie-vee]

[detroitlib]

View of mural triptych on Man's Mobility by John S. Coppin located in Adam Strohm Hall at the Detroit Public Library. Below murals is a librarian at reference desk; bookshelves and card catalog in background. Typed on back: "The Detroit News, December 7, 1964."

Burton Historical Collection, Detroit Public Library

[album-imagery]

Anthony Michael Hall and Molly Ringwald at a record store