And, of course Cabaret and Chicago, not to mention "Liza With A Z"
'Wiedersehen, Fred!

RIP Johnny Ramone, of protate cancer. Attending were Eddie Vedder, Rob Zombie, and their wives. He passed peacefully in his sleep.

Remaining Ramones are the last original Ramone, Tommy, and latter-day Ramone, Marky.

I forgive Johnny for turning into such a Republican Pro-Bush Jerk. His guitar playing sounded so good! They're all dying so close to each other in years!!! Joey (totally unique vocals and stage stance), Dee-Dee (despite a dumb personna, quite witty and funny) and now Johnny. I loved them so much when I first heard them, and they sound as good now as they ever did. THey got so little respect when they were a vital band from the mainstream. I heard so much bullshit about them from people who never had a real rock 'n roll feeling in their bones. Whatever. They were one of the best things I have heard in my life. You can have musicians who surpass all others in technique and theory, and they won't be able to begin to touch the Ramones who finished recording their first album a little over an hour after entering the studio to record it. Gabba Gabba Hey!!!!

Yay Johnny (I used to think you were the cutest of the Ramones) you have joined your brothers Joey and Dee-Dee.

RIP VIP - Liverpudlian Lass - Margaret Kelly - Fouder of the Bluebell girls... one of the original vaudervillian/burlesque/can-can gals troupe that turned into a global franchise!
http://www.nytimes.com/2004/09/19/international/19kelly.html

Thanks for posting this AN

Safe passage to Miz Kelly from all her inheritors here - Im sure there'll be quite a kick line in Vaudyville Heaven tonite!

Ahh another weather girl has died...
http://news.independent.co.uk/people/obituaries/story.jsp?story=566011

How sad. I got to see Two Tons live several times way back when. And indeed they were over the top!

How amazing too that Izora named her baby what she did:

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she relaunched the Weather Girls with her daughter Dynelle Rhodes.

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I bet there is a story there, Daddy!

Richard Avedon

Geoffrey Beene.

CHRISTOPHER REEVE DIES AT 52

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'Superman' Star Reeve Dies at Age 52
By JIM FITZGERALD, AP

MOUNT KISCO, N.Y. (Oct. 11) - Actor Christopher Reeve, who soared through the air and leapt tall buildings as "Superman," turned personal tragedy into a public crusade, becoming the nation's most recognizable spokesman for spinal cord research - from a wheelchair. Reeve went into cardiac arrest Saturday while at his Pound Ridge home, then fell into a coma and died Sunday at a hospital surrounded by his family, his publicist said. He was 52.

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RIP Jacques Derrida, Father of Deconstructionism...

This from the Film Forum newsletter, looks like a fascintating flick!

One of the most influential and iconoclastic figures of the 20th century, French philosopher and father of Deconstruction Jacques Derrida died last week in Paris at age 74. In tribute to his memory, Film Forum is presenting a 5-day return engagement of DERRIDA, the critically acclaimed documentary portrait by filmmakers Kirby Dick (SICK: THE LIFE AND DEATH OF BOB FLANAGAN, SUPERMASOCHIST) and Amy Ziering Kofman.

Friday, October 15 - Tuesday, October 19 only

To buy tickets online: http://filmforumnewsletter.c.topica.com/maacJZ7abaJVLb7Tov2b/
In English and French with English subtitles
Original score composed by Ryuichi Sakamoto
ZEITGEIST FILMS
Showtimes: 1:15, 3:00, 4:50, 6:45, 8:35, 10:10

Jean-Paul Sartre, Michel Foucault, Jacques Derrida: 20th century French philosophers who have revolutionized the way we think. Derrida -- Jewish, Algerian-born -- was kicked out of school at age 10 as
part of an anti-Semitic purge. As the father of Deconstruction, a school of thought that confronts the basic assumptions underlying our thinking, he has perfected the role of outsider and iconoclast. In this wry, often funny slice of his life, Derrida helps deconstruct his own image: at one moment he's the playful, sartorially elegant Paris professor, at another the wily subject who refuses to be pinned down --
and then he's the rigorous thinker who counters with a brilliant, in-depth response to a question he initially disdained.

Also featuring a mesmerizing score by Oscar-winning composer Ryuichi Sakamoto (THE LAST EMPEROR), DERRIDA
is a playful and provocative glimpse at a visionary thinker as he ruminates on everything from SEINFELD to
the sex lives of ancient philosophers.

He did not "ruminate on Seinfeld".
When asked about the 'irony' of Seinfeld, he said he thought people ought to do their own work and not watch sitcoms.

Miss Horse and I went and ruminated ourselves/

"S'tan"

R.I.P. John Peel
http://uk.news.yahoo.com/041026/325/f5bhp.html

am still in major shock about this.... I worked with John for many years but actually met him when I was about 16yrs old... He used to come to my house in Liverpool when he came up for the football match (soccer) and my mum used to make him dinner and he for some odd reason hebefriended me. I went on to produce and present at the BBC Radio 1 and was given an small office right next door to the office Peel,Walters and Andy Kershaw all shared in Egton House (BBC) which was no bigger than the ole Jackie 60 bathroom. Kershaw described their office best at Walters funeral the other year "Peel and Walters were like this elderly childless couple biccering about who last made the tea and whose getting a bacon sarnie for lunch...i arrived like the child they never had or even wanted" It was true, Andy used to bound around like Tigger and encourage me to come and hang each day in this tiny cramped record filled space...as Peel and Walters psuedo argued each day...the BBC would pay me peanuts and i lived in a one roomed bedsit in Notting Hill with a shared bathroom...i didn't even have enough money for a cab home after working so late...Peel would often walk me to the bus at night...or we'd sit in the pub and he would rant about Livepool Football Club. He had this funny way of closing his eyes and blinkin allot when he talked which after 2yrs Kershaw picked up too like some kind of disease.. Am shocked that he is dead.. hope he and 'the pig' (his endearing name for his wife Sheila) were in Peru having fun b4 his lights went out.... irony of all of this is that only on Monday I was nattering with Kershaw about him spending Christmas with us here in NYC and Peels name came up... I think I even outed my chat with him saying "tell him I said hello" ..

Kersh just sent me this... its to appear in the British press (independent I think...)

'He was the most important person in British music since the birth of rock 'n' roll'
By Andy Kershaw

It was like I had been hit by a hammer. Jenny Abramsky, the BBC's controller of network radio, called me and said: "I've got some bad news for you, and I think you ought to sit down." As soon as she said that, my mind just raced and in a flash, before she had said it, I thought "Peel's dead".

John had died of a heart attack, in Peru, aged 65. It was like being thumped. If I were a 16-year-old kid tonight in a band, dreaming of making it big, I would be thinking my chances were far less than they were yesterday. This is a huge cultural loss. John Peel was the most important figure in British music since the birth of rock'n'roll. Full stop. He is more important than any artist because he was the enthusiast who discovered so many of those whom we think of as the big figures of pop over the past 40 years.

Everyone was talking yesterday about how John was the only surviving member of the original Radio1 line-up. His legacy is far bigger than just having been a veteran DJ. It's not the longevity - it's what he did. He was forever championing bands and being ridiculed for being weird. Those bands became mainstream, from Pink Floyd to The Clash.

I consider myself lucky to have known him and to have been his friend. But I was also hugely fortunate, right at the start of my career, to have been put in an office with him and John Walters. What better education? What better comrades when you are starting out?

Since my early teens, John Peel had been my great musical influence. He shaped my tastes as a kid, giving me a breadth of enthusiasms. Then suddenly, blow me, I was sharing his 10ft by 10ft office space, having to sit on an upturned litter bin as there wasn't a third chair. It was the summer of 1985 and I had arrived at Radio 1 as a rather wild young thing. At first, I think Peel saw me as some kind of threat.

Once he realised I was a huge admirer and that we shared many of the same tastes, we became big pals. We had a lot in common. We enjoyed a breadth in music that covered everything from punk to country, reggae to African.

We used to go together to Stern's African record shop, just behind Broadcasting House in London, and buy piles and piles of records on spec. We'd come back to the office and have a wonderful afternoon finding out what we'd bought, like a couple of kids in the playground swapping bubble-gum cards - even though there was a 20-year age gap between us.

We would go to the TT races in the Isle of Man together. I remember John stood in the drizzle with an Eccles cake in one hand and a cup of red wine in the other. He was like Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh, stood behind a dry-stone wall in the corner of a field.

John was immensely good company. He was avuncular and protective. He was also the most natural broadcaster I have known and he taught me to talk to listeners as though you're talking to one person.

The last time I saw him he looked absolutely worn out. We went to a café near Radio 1 and I said: "John, you look terrible." He said: "They've moved me from 11pm to one at night and the combination of that and Home Truths (his Radio 4 show) is killing me." He felt he had been marginalised.

Since we heard the news, people have asked me: "What was John Peel like away from the microphone?" I'll tell you. He was exactly the same as he was when he was in front of it.

LOL LOL I just read what Andy wrote... He refered to Peel as Eeyore and I had in my previous post refered to him as Tigger! How funny/spooky we both did Pooh references... i must be Miss Cleo today....

PS Did I mention.... he was from.... Liverpool

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I just heard about John Peel. Very sad.
He pushed my first record (Jam Hot) in 1983. It's a wierd record (to say the least) and really took courage to play it on the radio (did I mention that I can't sing?). It eventually went to number 1 or 2 on the charts. Mostly because of him. I never met him but I talked to him on the phone once. (The record co. made me call him and thank him for the support etc.) He was very nice.
And anyone that would walk my Anna Nicole to a bus is OK by me!

New York Times

There isn't anyone remotely like him in the US doing what he did. Not since the days of John Hammond Sr., and he wasn't on radio. The BBC is only left with a hollow second stringer in Jools Holland on the telly, and he doesn't EMPHASIZE the new musicians. Peel essentially did what the entire college radio world took up doing, like, seven years ago.

You can't sing Daddy? That's not what I heard about you from audiences of one. Their only complaint was that they never got to look you in the face while you warbbled.

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RIP, VIP...

O.D.B. of the W.T.C.

Such a sweet guy.