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I'm Just a Bad Boy: A Fake Memoir

Max "Bunny" Sparber tells the story of his life, and every word of it is a lie.
Bunny Reading

The Jet Pack Tour

Max "Bunny" Sparber uses a small, portable jet pack to visit many of the great landmarks in the world.
Jet Pack

The World of Sailor Martin

Songs, short stories, and miscellany from a bawdy tattooed Sailor Puppet.
Sailor Martin

The Films of William Shatner

Reviews of the strange and obscure films William Shatner made in the 60s and 70s.
Sailor Martin

The Plays of Max Sparber

Original playscripts by Max "Bunny" Sparber, available for download.
Sailor Martin

Plastic Paddy


Max "Bunny" Sparber establishes, at age 41, that he is an Irish-American, and sets out to explore what this means.

Bits and Pieces


Bunny Sparber spends a year at the Walker Art Center, Minneapolis's contemporary art museum; an experiment in new forms of arts criticism.

Tulip


Max "Bunny" Sparber documents the process of writing a one-man show about performer Tiny Tim, including posting his rough scratch demo recordings of original songs, his early drafts of the script, and his research for the project.

The World of Sailor Martin


A free full-length album of original music by America's favorite drunken sailor puppet, available for download here. Songs include "Pour Me Another Box of Wine," "One Million Frogtown Whores," and "Why Are Women So Afraid of Seamen?"

2009: A LOOK FORWARD

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I AM NOT A BIG BELIEVER IN RESOLUTIONS. And why would I be? Only 12 percent of New Year's resolutions are completed, according to a Quirkology study. And that seems natural to me. Resolutions are often vaguely worded and committed to without a real plan. As a reult, they should be called "stuff I wish would happen in the next year." I mean, you can put "lose weight" onto your list of New Year's resolutions every single year, but unless you actually have a plan for doing so, it's just going to show up on next year's list as well. Change is hard. If you can make one really significant improvement in your life per year, I figure you're doing better than average.

I do, however, believe in projects. I'm obsessed with them. I do little projects all the time. I start a new one a couple of times per month. Some I stick with, some I quickly abandon. Some I drop and then get back to. Some I start as a lark and just seem to take on a life of their own. In 2003, on a whim, I created an alter ego for myself, a Criswell-styled prognosticater. I was working for a newspaper then, and there would sometimes be spaces in the paper where an ad might go, but there was no ad, and so I would just stick a prediction in. I did this for a year, just about every week, simply because it entertained me to do so. At the end of the year, the editor asked me to make it a regular column. I have now been making outrageous predictions about the future every single week for six years. Never expected that. You just don't know what will happen when you start a project. Regular readers of this blog know that I am something of a junkie for adventures. These projects always end up being small adventures, and that's why I enjoy them as much as I do. As a result, I've gotten to the point where anything I want to do, I try to turn into a little project. (Coco and I sometimes call them "activities," inspired by one of the sillier scenes in the preposterously silly Will Ferrell, John C. Reilly film Step Brothers: The two lead actors, after initially being hostile to each other, suddenly become friends, and, like hyperactive 10-year-olds, burst into their parents' bedroom begging permission to turn their beds into a bunk bed; Ferrell's often repeated logic for this is that is will give them more room for activites.)

And so here is a short list of some of the projects I intend to pursue this next year. We'll start with some of the old ones and then move on to some new ones. Some of the new ones will certainly be abandoned along the way, and I will replace them with ones that haven't even occurred to me yet. That's just how it goes.

THE OLD ONES:
1. The Fake Memoir
: I am two thirds of the way through it. I've taken a brief break, because I have been focused on the This Is Hollywood project, and I also wanted to take some time to recharge the batteries, as it were, and come up with some new story ideas. But I am excited to get back to work on it.

2. This Is Hollywood: I just wrote about it, so I won't go into detail about it again.

3. The Contestant: I plan to continue to send out things I write to contests. This is not a very complicated project, I suppose, although I do need to pick up a copy of the Writer's Guide for this year for a list of contests.

4. The Lowest-Concept Movies Ever: I plan to write at least one screenplay this year, and also to transcribe and upload some of my older screenplays.

5. Newspaper Doggerel: I enjoy writing these short humurous poems. I don't know how often I will do it, but I plan to continue.

6. The World of Sailor Martin: I seem to write a Sailor Martin song or put him in an old public domain movie short every few months. This will continue.

7. The Films of William Shatner: There are still a few I haven't written about. When I get inspired to do so, I will add these.

8. The Sparber Guide to the Twin Cities: I have been writing these in groups of 10 or 12 every few months, when I get in the mood to do so. I expect I'll continue with this, particularly since it gives me an excuse to explore Minnesota.

9. I don't know how often I will contribute to my various other projects, such as the Essential ghoul's Guide. With some of them, I don't feel very inspired to add anything new, but, then, suddenly the mood strikes me to do so, and so I'll plug in an entry or two and then lose interest again. I'm okay with this. Some projects can be things I do very infrequently. Some I may never get back to.

SOME OF THE NEW ONES:
1. Rock Star Skinny
: I will be starting this tomorrow, and you'll get the details there, but the point of the project is to drop enough weight to make me look like a skinny rock star.

2. Bunny Teaches New Wave Dances: This is exactly what it sounds like. I will be teaching dances from the 80s.

3. The Greatest Films of Punk and New Wave: I will be writing about various films that are associated with the music and the social scene of Punk and New Wave, such as Liquid Sky and Suburbia.

4. American Badass: I won't be starting this project until after I complete my Rock Star Skinny project, but the idea is to take me, Bunny Sparber, who is decidedly not a badass, and go to various teachers and progeams that teach badass skills, such as stunt driving, or bar fighting, or tattooing. I will then report on this.

So that's what's in the works right now. Happy New Year, everyone!

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2008: A LOOK BACK

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2008 HAS GONE BY STRANGELY. It's been a terrific year, in a lot of ways, but a lot of it seems vague to me. I remember events from the past year, and then remember they aren't from the past year at all, but from some previous year. In the meanwhile, I feel sure there were all sorts of things from 2008 that I did but simply do not remember at all right now. Nonetheless, I'll try and summarize this past year as best as I am able to, just for the sake of giving myself some perspective.

ACCOMPLISHMENTS:
1. I did an awful lot of writing this past year, as documented in my blog and in yesterday's post.

2. I've now been the editor of MnSpeak for about a year and and a half, which is amazing to me; it simply doesn't feel that long. The site went through a rather significant transition this year, combining with The Rake, and with the transition I have started to write theater and film reviews again, which I am enjoying.

3. I wrote a script for the Off-Leash Area's garage play, my second for the company. I have started work on a new script for them, which will be the first I will have written for their larger shows, and the first play I have written to be produced on an actual stage in Minnesota.

4. I have now been working part-time at the University of Minnesota's School of Dentistry for seven or eight months, editing their Web page. I find it impossible to believe that I have been here for so many months already.

5. I paid off a lot of debt that had accumulated, here and there, over the years, including a chunk of money that Coco and I spent rebuilding our lives after hurricane Katrina. Some of this debt had just been floating in the background for years, because I was not making enough money to address it, and it feels quite good to get rid of it.

6. Today was the last of a series of visits to a dentist to deal with a root canal that I very badly needed. Because I have not had dental insurance until this past year, I had not been to a dentist in 22 years. Despite this fact, my teeth are quite healthy, but for one tooth that had always been trouble and just got worse and worse. I was quite nervous to go to the dentist, as I am sure you can imagine, and the experience wasn't what I would call pleasant (although it wasn't painful either; just terribly uncomfortable). This was a major chore, and I am glad to have it completed. Now all my teeth require is a cleaning every six months, which I shall keep up on.

7. I don't like to list purchases as accomplisments, because there is no real talent required to buy things, but I would like to mention that Coco and I added several very nice pieces to our collection of art this year. These pieces have gone a long way toward making our apartment feel like a home, and I am always happy to see them.

8. There wasn't very much travel this year, which I regret, because I enjoy travel quite a lot, but Coco and I did take a trip down to Omaha with some friends in the spring, which was great fun, and also traveled to San Francisco in the summer, thanks to Pixar. It was the first time I had been to San Francisco, which I had always been curious about. I would love to spend more time there and get to know the town better.

There may be some additional accomplishments I am forgetting; If I remember them, I'll go back and add them in. I remember 2008 as being quite a fun year, and I am quite pleased with the amount of creative work I did. There were some disappointments, as with every year. For instance, a few friendships soured, which I regret, but sometimes these things happen. Then again, thanks to the magic of the Internet, I have reconnected, to some extent, with a lot of old friends I had lost track of years and years ago, and that's rather nice. A lot of my sense of accomplishment this past year comes from a certain amount of stability in my life, which has given me time to work on long-term goals, but the downside of that is that a certain amount of adventure feels as though it has slipped out of my life. This next year, I shall need to work on balancing out stability with adventure, so that I have enough of both to be perfectly satisfied.

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NEW SONGS: THIS IS HOLLYWOOD

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AS PLANNED, every so often a project from 50,000,000 Sparber Fans would break off and become its own things, and, after a year of doing this blog, I am pleased to announce the first project to do that: This Is Hollywood, my collection of songs about my experiences in the Hollywood homeless community at the time of the L.A. Riots.

The project is not complete -- oh no, not by a long shot. The songs are, at best, rough pencil sketches, two of which I think I need to completely rewrite the melodies to, others needing middle bridges, or tweaking of lyrics. Some I have actually forgotten how to sing. Some of the songs might not meet the final cut, and I might add in some new songs (I already feel that at least one new one must be written.) I recorded the songs (which I posted in the new songs section of this blog) moments after writing them, when I barely knew them. I haven't sung very much over the years, so my voice is just hideously out of practice. I'm pretty sure my ukulele is out of tune on half of the songs. So it's all pretty rough, man, but stuff starts out rough.

Still, I'm happy with the start I have, and it is time to move on to the next step: Actually performing the songs in public. I have, over the course of my life, performed live in coffeeshops and open mics, on and off, for 20 years. But I have not done so for years, perhaps because, while I rather liked the songs that I had written, they were idiosyncratic and I didn't have any real idea what I wanted to do with them. I mean, there just isn't much of a market for weird little narrative compositions composed for ukulele and written in styles that borrow from folk, 30s novelty music, and art songs, and I wasn't sure I wanted to create that market. In fact, the whole idea of it was discouraging enough that I had basically stopped playing and composing songs for quite a few years, until I decided to record all my old stuff and put it on this blog, just to have it somewhere.

Well, this got me back in the songwriting mood. I wrote 14 songs based around country and blues themes, just for the pleasure of writing them, and then I got the idea for this project. For those who haven't listened to this latest batch of songs, they are simple three- and four-chord compositions that borrow from glam rock and new wave to tell stories of Los Angeles, all taken from my own life. While I have taken a few narrative liberties, the songs are surprisingly autobiographical; I didn't even bother to change the names of some of the people I am singing about in a few of the songs. And I'm quite happy with them, rough though they are, and as halting and out-of-practice and tuneless as I sometimes sound on the recordings. For the first time in quote a long time, I have written songs that I want to share with the public in live performance.

And so I have created a Web page for the project, This Is Hollywood, that addresses the very specific needs of being a live performer, such as having a performance calendar (now empty of dates, as I have not yet set up any performances). I've decided to do this project as an experiment in radical transparency, as I have done with several other projects, and it seems to suit this one's DIY spirit, so I shall be blogging each step in the process and mapping out how I have done everything related to this project. I have also set up pages for the project on MySpace and Facebook, and have a Twitter account that functions as the project's blog.

I'm not sure what will become of this project over the course of the next year, and I won't entirely abandon mentioning it here on this blog, but it's nice to have the first of my projects begin to take on a life of its own outside this blog. Hopefully more will follow.

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ONE YEAR OF 50000000 SPARBER FANS

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WELL, HERE IT IS, exactly one year after I began this blog. I have, of course, been blogging for a very long time, but I have always tended to create little blogs for individual projects. The trouble is, I am only able to maintain my interest in any one project for three months, at the longest. Then something else attracts my attention and I wander away.

Now, don't get me wrong, there are a lot of projects I have wandered away from and then returned to. I began writing my play Cruelties in 1999. I finished it in 2002. Some things I never get back to, and that's all right. It's often worth it to just try something on for size. Anything good that came out of it I can always cannibalize for a later project.

But this blog has been extraordinarily useful for me, and in a few ways. Tomorrow I plan to do a longer summary of my experiences during 2008, but I will take this opportunity just to discuss the blog. Firstly, it has given me a publishing platform where I could try out all sorts of stuff, and, as a result, I have done an awful lot of writing, and I am very happy with what I have produced.

The other thing this blog has given me is a place to archive a lot of my older stuff; this past year, I just integrated all of my old projects into this site. All of my plays are here. Quite a lot of my writing for newsweeklies and whatnot has been reprinted here. As a result, I have managed to do almost 900 posts in one year, which I know is far too many. There will be less next year. I'm starting to run out of stuff to republish.

This blog doesn't have that many readers, and I'm all right with that. My entries tend to come in at about 600 to 1000 words, which is somewhat long for a blog post (especially when you see how many blogs simply republish YouTube videos.) In the past year I have sometimes joked that I should have called this blog tl;dr. But that's all right as well. If there is one thing you learn pretty quickly as someone who does theater, an audience of only a few hundred is nothing to be ashamed about. The Internet isn't really a vehicle for mass communication, although it can be. It is, instead, an opportunity for anyone to find a small audience, to find their audience, and that is all I have ever really wanted. I'm glad for the hundred or so readers I have. Maybe I'll get more. Maybe I won't. I find the blog immensely rewarding regardless.

And, just for my own purposes, the blog has been enormously useful. People who do anything creative are sometimes obsessed with what we often call our "process," and it can be a tremendously boring subject for everyone else. But, if you are going to try and make anything, it helps to know the way you work. I am 40, and have been writing for half my life, and it wasn't until I started this blog that I really tapped into the technique that works for me best creative. I'm a flibbertigibbet. I have a huge and flighty need for novelty, and that predisposes me to jump from one project to another as soon as I get distracted. Through years of work, I have managed to develop enough discipline to be able to work on a project for a few months, which is usually how long it takes to complete a smaller project, such as a play. Although, I should say, even then, the faster I do something, the better. If I don't finish a short story in a single sitting, I probably won't finish it. It's best if I write a play in three or four days. A screenplay must be done in two weeks or it will be abandoned. And so I work at a mad dash, incorporating my edits into the writing process, so that it can all be done in as brief and efficient a manner as possible.

What this blog has done is given me a format for jumping from project to project. In this way, it indulges in my need for novelty, but also gives me a place where I can leave projects hanging, to come back to them when they interest me again. And this has led to what I suspect is my most productive year of my life. I am going to list what I have done on this blog, and this list is mostly for my sake, as is this post, just so I can get some perspective before moving forward.

In the past year of posting, I have:

  • Reviewed 40-some-odd films, including most of the films William Shatner acted in during the 60s and 70s, which was one of my goals in starting this blog;
  • Written 60,000 words of my fake memoir, or two-thirds of a complete book;
  • Written scores of short humorous poems;
  • Recorded 29 songs I wrote between the years 1986 and 2007;
  • Composed and posted to this blog 33 new original songs;
  • Made five Sailor Martin movies and wrote and recorded four songs for Sailor Martin;
  • Made and reviewed 16 Galliano cocktails;
  • Wrote 34 new entries in my Guide to the Twin Cities;
  • And various other little projects that I add an entry or two to every few months, which has included writing about supernaturally themed music, strange foods, and humorous record covers;
  • Also, buried in this site are a few 23-page adult screenplays I wrote as part of a misconceived but hugely amusing project.


All told, it has been quite a productive year. It's wound down in the last month or so as I have been focusing on my "This Is Hollywood" project, which I will detail more later, but I have a number of ideas for what I want to do in the coming year, and will start them as soon as 2009 rolls around. I am looking forward to seeing what this next year of blogging brings.

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NEW SONGS: BRING A BAG OF SANDWICHES I'LL BE WAITING WITH A GUN

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A SONG about burning out, inspired by graffiti I saw online.

"BRING A BAG OF SANDWICHES I'LL BE WAITING WITH A GUN" LYRICS:

I can feel the burnout starting
At the base of my spine
I want to kick strangers
I see along Vine
This adventure is over
As it's no longer fun
Bring a bag of sandwiches
I'll be waiting with a gun

I'm sick of the earth shaking
And I'm sick feeling beat
And I'm sick of the hassle
Along Yucca Street
I came here for a chance
But I've had exactly none
Bring a bag of sandwiches
I'll be waiting with a gun

We're all scratching to get by
We pride ourselves on what we take
But it's just a miserable day
Of bruises and constant aches
Maybe I should bust out of here
Maybe this party's done
Bring a bag of sandwiches
I'll be waiting with a gun

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NEW SONGS: KARI ANN

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A SONG about the company I kept just before I went to Los Angeles.

"KARI ANN" LYRICS:

In eyeliner and lipstick
I'm not the man I thought you'd pick
For a reckless night with you
But I'll stain kisses on you now
If you will just allow
Me maybe just an hour or two
Kari Ann

You must have noticed, Kari Ann
I'm not a very tough young man
But I think tonight I can fake it
I will soon move away
But we have tonight anyway
If we decide to take it
Kari Ann

You interview me
and I'll interview you
Like we're already famous
Like the famous people do
Maybe we're just nobodies
In this nobody town
But if I am down here with you
Then what's wrong with being down

Tomorrow I cut my hair
And then I pay the airplane fare
And the next day it's Hollywood
If you would agree to stay
We have tonight anyway
If we want it we could
Kari Ann

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NEW SONGS: APARTMENT 503

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BASED ON an experience I had while living in the Nirvana Apartment Building around the corner from the Chinese Theater.

LYRICS:

Sammy your boyfriend
Is waiting in the hall
And Sammy I don't think
He likes me at all
He's pounding at the door with
The business end of a bat
So Sammy please don't touch me
He wouldn't really care for that

You live upstairs
In apartment 503
And every time we pass
You've said hello to me
I think you're pretty
And I want to see you again
But Sammy there's a problem
You have a boyfriend

Sammy please listen
Don't take of your clothes
Sammy your boyfriend
Has told me that he knows
Can't you hear him shouting
Outside the door?
Sammy please don't touch me
I can't take any more

Sammy this is it
Please get off my bed
Because Sammy your boyfriend
Is saying I'll be dead
I think he's serious
I must ask you to go
Sammy you must stop
In ten minutes or so

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NEW SONGS: TRACEY KNOWS HOW TO LIE

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BASED ON A GIRL I KNEW who was either a compulsive liar or lived an utterly unbelievable life. The more I got to know her, the more it seemed like maybe she was telling the truth.

"TRACEY KNOWS HOW TO LIE" LYRICS:
Here's what I know about Tracey
She knows how to lie
There isn't a thing that Tracey tells you
That she won't later deny
Nothing she says is ever sincere
But what Tracey says is what I want to hear
Oh Tracey Oh Tracey
She knows how to lie

Well you might see Tracey
On Melrose tonight
In the alley behind the Soap Plant
Looking for a fight
She'll come back with a bloodied up nose
But tell you that nothing occured on Melrose
Oh Tracey Oh Tracey
She knows how to lie

Tracey tells stories
Of celebrities
She finds them on the coast
And drives them where they please
If someone is famous she claims to have met them
And whatever they ask Tracey always lets them
Oh Tracey Oh Tracey
She knows how to lie

Here's what I know about Tracey
She's never a bore
No matter how much she lies to me
I always want more
How can I not want her deceitful replies
When this is a town that's built on great lies
Oh Tracey Oh Tracey
She knows how to lie

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NEW SONGS: THIS IS HOLLYWOOD

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BASED ON several people I knew in the Los Angeles homeless community.

"THIS IS HOLLYWOOD" LYRICS:
Wade has been using
He is skeleton thin
With his thick caveman features
And a maniac grin
He searches the gutters
For butts of cigarettes
He is waiting for his dealer
Who ain't shown up yet
Wade has a trick
He buys up cheap wine
Then bumps into tourists
On Hollywood and vine
He drops a bottle
And demands that they pay
Wade says he makes
Eighty dollars a day

Alfonse is an extra
in low budget shoots
He's greases his hair back
And wears thrifted suits
He lives in his office
Right off Wilcox
It's ninety dollars a week
For a 100 foot box
He washes in the bathroom
And sleeps on the floor
And he used to be broke
But not anymore
He made 100 on Tuesday
To get shot in the head
Because he says extras
Are just worth more dead

Jamie is surly
And scowls nonstop
He screamed at a bag boy
For watching him shop
But he dresses in vinyl
And has ratted black hair
Cuts his arms with razors
So it's hard not to stare
He's been leaving needles
In his apartment bathroom
And he's going to be thrown out
And it will happen soon
His landlord is coming
With a cop at his side
To watch out for Jamie
Who has threatened suicide

These are the kids
This is the trash
They rocket to the West coast
Here's where they crash
A dirty strip of city
A country that doesn't care
If you're going to crash anyway
You might as well crash there

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NEW SONGS: STEVEN'S SUNSET BOULEVARD BOOK STORE

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INSPIRED BY several bookstores I frequented in Los Angeles that carried an assorted collection of transgressive and underground literature. The opening lines are the truth: I bought a copy of Charles Willeford's High Priest of California in the S&M section of one of these stores.

"STEVEN'S SUNSET BOULEVARD BOOKSTORE" LYRICS:
You must read this
Said Steven to Chris
And handed him a book of Willeford
An unusual selection
From the S&M section
Of Steven's Sunset Boulevard bookstore

John Wille's on hand
And Tom of Finland
Placed on the shelves under art
And just now, in stock,
Is Sacher-Masoch
Try Venus in Furs as a start

When arrested Steve showed
A book on hankie codes
To a vice officer under cover
It's been a decade at least
Since Steven was released
The cop now likes to shop here with his lover

Sometimes amused rockers
In leathers and mock furs
Wander in from the Sunset Strip
They look at photos of nudes
And sing All the Young Dudes
And take turns playing with Steve's whip

If you want Kathy Acker
Steven doesn't lack her
And suggests Pussy, King of the Pirates
But if, perhaps, instead
You want a book on skinheads
Steve suggests you look at Nick Knight's pics

If you want Gautier
Steven has him today
And there's more if you want to look more
If you're curious
You'll be delirious
At Steven's Sunset Boulevard Bookstore

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NEW SONGS: FIRST PERSON THREE-WAY

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A SONG about the porn scene in Los Angeles.

"FIRST PERSON THREE-WAY" LYRICS:

In comes rigging Jimmy
He is hung like a chimney
And gets paid fifty bucks a pop
He's notorious on the scene
For pounding like a machine
Until the girls they beg him to stop
Today he's with Cheryl and
A new girl named Carol
And they'll do it by the side of a pool
The director sets his shot up
In the just the right spot
To see that Jimmy is hanging like a mule

Amber won an ovation
For her double penetration
At the adult video awards
She's something on the camera
She has a dirty kind of glamor
That grows with the clothes she discards
She has a house in the hills
And a pocket full of pills
Which she shares with whoever asks
She has a taste for haute cuisine
Paid for by her time up on the screen
And she summers abroad in the Basque

Molly and her group
Get paid for making loops
That play in the adult stores
For a quarter in a booth
Molly goes down on Ruth
Until Ruth can't stand anymore
Sometimes on a dare
Molly will take a date there
And pay quarters while he sits to watch
She makes $100 in a hour
And credits the financial power
Of having breasts, ass, and crotch

Liza is retired
Although still quite desired
She still gets offers to appear in hardcore
Producers still make them
And sometimes she still takes them
When she is feeling old and bored
And misses the old scene
The drugs and the long green
And she misses being tough and flirty
She remembers how it thrilled her
Even though it nearly killed her
Before she retired at thirty

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NEW SONGS: THE DAY OF THE CHRISTMAS PARADE

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A SONG about the famous Hollywood Christmas parade as experienced by teenage squatters.

"THE DAY OF THE CHRISTMAS PARADE" LYRICS:

There's a girl with flat blue hair
I used to see her around everywhere
Leather straps around her wrists
And her hands curled up into fists

Was she living in the burned out store?
Well, she don't go round there no more.
Not since the squat there was hit with a raid
On the day of the Christmas parade.

There's a girl with a broken smile
I haven't seen her in quite a while
Leather pants and a surplus coat
A metal collar wrapped round her throat.

Was she living under the overpass?
Oh tell me When did she stay there last?
Was that the last place she stayed
Until the day of the Christmas parade?

There's a girl with a busted nose
And her hair tied up with black bows
Her stocking are full of tears
But she hasn't any others to wear.

Which squat did she stay in last
Where did she stay and where did she pass
What was floor where she laid
Until the day of the Christmas parade

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NEW SONGS: SHELLEY WINTERS

6:30 PM Reporter: Max Sparber 1 Response
A SONG about an actress I once knew.

"SHELLEY WINTERS" LYRICS:

I knew her when she was already old
And kept assistants around her
She wore an air of faded fame
Like a cloak of glamor around her
Shelley Winters Shelley Winters Shelley Winters

Everybody thought she was already dead
And wouldn't believe that I knew her
She'd died already in so many films
That there was something fatal to her
Shelley Winters Shelley Winters Shelley Winters

She clutched my arm on Sunset and Vine
And leaned her weight against me
She limped and sighed and groaned when she walked
She carried herself immensely
Shelley Winters Shelley Winters Shelley Winters

Once I week I see her in films
And Shelley Winters always dies in it
I wonder why Hollywood liked to kill her off
But it wouldn't be the same if they didn't
Shelley Winters Shelley Winters Shelley Winters

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NEW SONGS: IF THEY MADE A MOVIE OF MY LIFE

7:52 PM Reporter: Max Sparber 1 Response
A SONG about a girl I knew.

"IF THEY MADE A MOVIE OF MY LIFE" LYRICS:

If they made a movie of my life
Would they include this night with you?
Would it be forgot
And left out of the plot
Would I leave it out too?
You're one of several girls I've known
Who shared bed and then that was it;
But this is a distraction
From the narrative action.
Where would this fit?

In the story they tell of me
Would these details ever be missed?
Our walk together in Koreatown;
You held my hand then, Lara Brown,
And later we kissed.
If they made a movie of my life
Would they bother to keep you about?
Would you get a scene or two?
Who would they even cast as you?
Would you be edited out?

If they made a movie of my life
Would they bother with this little scene?
Life is full of messy facts
And in the middle of three acts
What does it mean?
We're just two minor characters
And our scene's too small for this movie
And what do you think that they would do
If they made a film about you?
Would they include me?

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NEW SONGS: WHEN JOHN DRINKS

10:08 AM Reporter: Max Sparber 0 Responses
A SONG about a former roommate.

"WHEN JOHN DRINKS" LYRICS:

When John drinks
He falls to the floor
When John drinks
He's not nice anymore
You know his limp
The reason is this
John fell off of a bridge
When he was trying to piss
When John drinks

When John drinks
He goes to the phone
When John drinks
He calls girls that he's known
He likes girls
Who are shallow and pretty
And John can be cruel
And full of self pity
When John drinks

When John drinks
He drinks more than he should
When John drinks
He walks down Hollywood
When John sees girls
He wants to buy them beer
And puts his hands on them
And sits much too near
When John drinks

When John drinks
He can be a bit rough
When John drinks
You can't tell him enough
He mistreats girls
And he likes to the shame them
And he drinks more
And John he then blames them
When John drinks

The girls they all say
He is kind when not drunk
But when he's drinking
He's a sadistic punk
They say he's gentle
They say he is kind
But when John drinks
He is out of his mind
When John drinks

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NEW SONGS: L.A. XPRESS

9:38 AM Reporter: Max Sparber 1 Response
A SONG about Los Angeles' notorious free girlie magazine.

"L.A. XPRESS" LYRICS:

There's a magazine rack
Kept in the back
In full color
Under plastic wrap
With names like Adam
And adult press
And best of all
is L.A. Xpress

Kimya is 20
and a 32C
But then there's Ann
Who is a 44D
She's showing stockings
Beneath a vinyl dress
And she poses on the pages
of L.A. Xpress

Polly does BDS
She poses with a whip
While Lanie is a little girl
In pigtails and a slip
Some dress up in costumes
Some they just undress
When they pose for their pictures
in L.A. Xpress

Ginger is a nurse
with a kink for enemas
And Ilsa is mysterious
She won't say just what she does
It will cost you $50
If you want to try and guess
Her number it is printed
In L.A. Xpress

They all are waiting for you
All warm and yielding curves
And sometimes I think I'll call them
But I haven't got the nerve
There is pleasure just to see them
in the midst of erotic distress
Staring back from the pages
of L.A. Xpress

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NEW SONGS: FUCK YOU LA

5:11 PM Reporter: Max Sparber 1 Response
A SONG about leaving LA.

"FUCK YOU LA" LYRICS:

I arrive late for my own goodbye party
It's a small group tonight, smaller than expected
I'm bad company as I'm already drunk
And full of self-pity and surly and dejected
This was a bad idea
I knew it was a bad idea
All ideas are bad when you leave LA

A guy with a beard picks up my drink check
I've met him before but I don't know his name
He says Fitzgerald once said that you're lucky
If you leave LA with more than you you came with
He says I'm lucky.
I don't feel lucky.
Nobody is lucky when they leave LA

There's Jackie at the bar in her leopard print jacket
The last time we kissed was just a week ago
She's here with that German she met at the gallery
She's been with him a month and doesn't care that I know
She says that she'll miss me
She's not going to miss me
Nobody misses you when you leave LA

Netty is in the corner getting drunk all alone
And Bonnie is in the booth screaming at the phone
There's Marco and Rude Boy and Franklin and Tim
They were going to bring Douglas but don't ask about him
And then there is me at Musso and Franks
Lining the bar with the cocktails I drank
I'll have another Jameson and I'll drink it too
And fuck you, Los Angeles, I'm fucking leaving you

I have a 9am flight from Los Angeles X
And it's time that I went because sometimes you just go
I didn't get what I wanted, nobody gets what they wanted
Fitzgerald was right: You're lucky not to owe
Fuck you LA
Fuck you LA
Everyone says fuck you when they leave LA

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NEW SONGS: WATCH IT BURN

9:43 AM Reporter: Max Sparber 0 Responses
A SONG about watching the LA Riots from the rooftop of a Hollywood apartment building.

"WATCH IT BURN" LYRICS:

Saji points out Normandie
She sees some distant smoke
It's the first fire that we've seen tonight
And it's an hour since the news broke
Breathless reporters talk of riots
On whatever channel that you turn
So we climbed up to the rooftops
To watch the city burn
Watch it burn

Rudy lights a cigarette
And holds the ember up high
It joins a hundred fires now
Framed against the LA sky
Julio has a radio
It's pressed up against his ear
He's says they're shooting firemen
And officers in riot gear
Watch it burn Watch it burn

Dot asks for beer money
And she goes to collect it
LA is on fire now
I guess we just expected it
It always seemed about to burn
It always seemed unstable
We should be in a panic now
But we just don't seem able to
Instead we watch it burn

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NEW SONGS: DANNY SAYS

11:23 AM Reporter: Max Sparber 0 Responses
A TRUE STORY, although the name has been changed. This is obviously, essentially, a Lou Reed song -- I styled it after "Stephanie Says," but the lyrics and melody are all mine.

"DANNY SAYS" LYRICS:

Danny says
Over a burger and chips
Sometimes just looking down Hollywood
It's like the apocalypse
And Danny says
That on Yucca and Vine
He saw a man with a full-sized cross
Beneath the Hollywood sign

Danny says
This is the month he goes broke
He's spent his entire trust fund
On rent, clothes, and coke
And Danny says
That he spilled some cocaine
And while he was crawling on his knees
A cockroach called out his name

Danny says
His play was almost done
And then he threw it in the trash
Like he'd never begun
And Danny says
That he just had a dream
That his grandpa cut his throat
Because of a Ponzi scheme

Danny says
We should settle on Mars
No need to live in someone else's past
The future would be ours
And Danny says
He may go for a swim
Just take a drive out to the coast
Strip off his clothes and dive in

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