A Pasolini resurgence in English

A friend points me to this recent article on Pasolini. It's an introduction to the man's life, and uses the revisiting of his death to draw attention to the breadth of his work. Hopefully this is a sign of a rise in attention to Pasolini, and, even better, maybe some more translations of his written work. One of the reasons I need to learn Italian (beyond what I remember from music) is to read Pasolini's poetry.
My favorite of his films so far remains the extraordinary Theorema (1968). The success last year of Gibson's gore-fest reminds me of Pasolini's excellent Gospel According to Matthew (1964). It might be better to start with his first film, Accattone (1961), which now feels like the ancestor for American independent films, autobiographical comics, and auteur revisionism.
The article above also links to this nice page, some of Pasolini's notes to Salò.

See a Secret...Share a Secret

PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail-in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard.

The Telephone

Make sure your sound card is on--then reach out and touch something. Do it.

Sun Tzu's Art of War

So what's the big deal? A complete, essential, no-comments-by thousands of people, version of the work in PDF format to take anywhere @ 448kb. Just click and save or come back when in need of a dose of startegy. Say thank you hamid.

Pimping the Pimps of Gore--you are not what you own

"Please support the artists and bands you read about on this site in any way possible. Buy a shirt or a CD. See a show. Kiss a bassist if you must."

Excellent Blog dedicated to music--Pay dylon a visit:

http://dmg541.blogspot.com/

Is the murderblog a genre now?

Murderblog from Idaho

Blogging the Fifth Nail is the journal of an accused murderer, Joseph Edward Duncan III.
I wish I could be more honest about my feelings, but those demons made sure I'd never be able to do that. I might not know if it matters, but just in case, I am working on an encrypted journal that is hundreds of times more frank than this blog could ever be (that's why I keep it encrypted). I figure in 30 years or more we will have the technology to easily crack the encryption (currently very un-crackable, PGP) and then the world will know who I really was, and what I really did, and what I really thought.
A post modern version of Capote's "In Cold Blood" narrated in the first person--chilling reflection of our times. HT

Phenomenal Woman--Maya Angelou

"Phenomenal Woman"

Pretty woman wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to fit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies.
I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips The stride of my step, The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.

I walk into a room Just as cool as you please,
And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. They swarm around me, A hive of honey bees.
I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.

Men themselves have wondered What they see in me.
They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can't see.
I say, It's the arch of my back The sun in my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style.
I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.

Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, I ought to make you proud I say,
It's the click of my heals, The bend of my hair, The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.