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Monday, November 26, 2007
Hope everyone had a happy and safe holiday except the cast of that Tila Tequila show. Folks, they're not even trying to make reality TV seem real anymore. If you haven't seen it, this shows pits slutty guys and girls against each other, competing for the love of (what I assume is) a bisexual Asian porn star. Now normally, this concept would be right up my alley. But the execution is just so completely fake and ridiculous that it's not even fun anymore. And I've been saying it for a while now, but this show makes the death knell truly ring: girls making out with each other has officially become boooooo-ring.

Speaking of television, I spent a great many hours this holiday with my belly full of apple pie and my eyes glued to VH1. I got hooked into the 4-hour Martin Scorsese documentary on Bob Dylan. Great stuff if you haven't seen it. Of course, the most amazing footage comes from when Dylan "went electric" and nearly got booed off the stage every night by his own fans. People felt so proprietary about the image they thrust upon him as a generational spokesman that their imaginations couldn't allow them to let him change musically at all. People were yelling "Judas!" at him. Craziness.

The weirdest part about it is that his electric stuff with the musicians that later became The Band is sooooooooooooo good. By far my favorite era of his career. And these chumps had the privelege of seeing him in concert during that time and couldn't even appreciate it because of their own hangups. It's like people who are so mad at Barry Bonds for soiling the game of baseball. If I were Bonds, I'd answer every fan criticism with "Look, I'm sorry your dad didn't play catch with you, okay?"

I'd love to talk to one of the fans that booed Dylan now. I wonder if they watch that movie and think, "Wow, I was a giant asshole." Or maybe they stick by their guns, asserting that Dylan with The Band wasn't completely fucking awesome. If anyone within the scope of my meager internet shout knows someone who booed Bob Dylan in the 60's, have them drop me a line. I'm incredibly curious how they feel after history has essentially proven how much electric Dylan kicked the ass of pussy acoustic Dylan.

Speaking of The Band, we're hammering out the last few details and we should have an announcement about Scamper's last waltz this week. I'd be lying if I said I'm not secretly hoping some serious Scamper fan yells "Judas!" at Keith. Hee hee.

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