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June 7, 2007

I'm Just Sayin'

Comments (4)

Ronan said:

Yay for Tom, not too crazy about Iggy (tho 'Lust for Life' seems as good an M.O. as any). Coincidentally, the two were in a Jim Jarmusch film together: "Coffee and Cigarettes" features a very calm and cool actor named Tom Waits playing a very calm and cool musician named Tom Waits having coffee with a very nervous actor named Iggy Pop playing a very nervous musician named Iggy Pop. Definitely worth a watch for that bizarre, underplayed narrative that Jarmusch seems able to create in all his films. Now if we could only find a venue for Tom, Iggy and George of the jungle, now that would be interesting. Jim? Hello Jim?
R

Miss Syl added:

You know, Ronan, I'm a huge Jarmusch fan, but I found myself really disappointed with Coffee and Cigarettes. Didn't seem to have much direction, and started to remind me of a Robert Altman "let me show you how many famous people think I'm cool and will do my film" kind of wank fest. The only scene I truly can say I enjoyed was the one with Alfred Molina and Steve Coogan.

I don't know if he's lost his flare or it's just a lull, but both that film and Broken Flowers didn't really do it for me.

Elvis said:

Iggy fucking rules. But the coolest thing (i dunno if this works on every browser and every OS, but it works on firefox on OSX), start both videos and both songs play at the same time. It's brain-hurting if you turn it up loud enough.

Miss Syl added:

KE: Hell, they always play together in my head. The minute I hear the drum intro to "Lust for Life" on the radio, I instantly start singing "George of the Jungle" and can't stop.

Did I ever tell you the story of how once at a show of his I went to, Iggy Pop stopped in the middle of a song and asked me how I was doing? Swear to god. He just stopped the song, and said, "How you doing?" and waited for me to answer. I was so shocked I couldn't even think about how weird it was; I just responded automatically--I laughed in a sort of "i don't believe this" way, and said, "Good," and then he started singing again, and continued on with the show as if it had never happened. It was the most surreal moment; I'm sure no one believes me when I tell this story. Sometimes *I* even think I'm making it up, and I was THERE.

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