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Media, Music, Film, Literature, Art, Ideas, and Lies</description><link>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/WhatDuvetSaid" type="application/rss+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-3019323797181938440</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 06:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-02T13:11:25.031-07:00</atom:updated><title>Sonic Youth's Tunic (Song for Karen) Imagined by Robert Celli Jr</title><atom:summary type="text" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/7RixfWaP7hg/sonic-youth-tunic-song-for-karen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/09/sonic-youth-tunic-song-for-karen.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-4478455637424001061</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 21:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-02T13:14:08.994-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bromst</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Great American Music Hall</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">live music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dan Deacon</category><title>Dan Deacon in pictures and video...</title><atom:summary type="text">     Dan Deacon and his ensemble travelled in this converted school bus which ran on recycled vegetable fuel.  The musician was sporting a sling for his show at San Francisco's Great American Music Hall, after slipping while refueling the behemoth pictured above.  The show went on with the aid of painkillers and unflinching show business moxie!  This neon tangle of cords and gizmos served as </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/mSgqVCiJfb8/dan-deacon-in-pictures-and-video.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/Sj_3PqP0dEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ZDd6jPUJz4Y/s72-c/Deacon+Tour+Bus.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/06/dan-deacon-in-pictures-and-video.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-2939416201766884866</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 20:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T14:33:10.655-07:00</atom:updated><title>Guitars Are More Than That On "White Night, White Night"</title><atom:summary type="text">I just received a record (big, black, shiny, made of wax) in the mail today from a band called Guitars from Houston, Texas.  Being a vinyl fanatic I was already a sympathetic ear but I was more than surprised by the music emanating from the grooves.Guitars "White Night, White Night" reminded me of the type of recordings I devoured on Homestead and SST in the late 80's and early 90's.  When every </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/ZDgutD6HxIg/guitars-are-more-than-that-on-white.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/St99rdKbiuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/AGHps7NYsMM/s72-c/n40491622137_1100711_7917.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/06/guitars-are-more-than-that-on-white.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-6665951644043319491</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 21:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-04T17:34:08.922-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Noise Pop</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">live music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thee Oh Sees</category><title>Thee Oh Sees:  A Killers Seranade</title><atom:summary type="text">Some bands hit you over the head like a sledgehammer, while others, gently stroke you with a velvet glove.  Thee Oh Sees hit you over the head with a sledgehammer while wearing a velvet glove.  I recently saw San Francisco's Thee Oh Sees perform as part of Noise Pop-the annual indie music festival, now in its 17 year-and still can't remove the smile the band carved into my face.Thee Oh Sees are </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/hoXkLv-RTtE/thee-oh-sees-killers-seranade.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/Sa7_PeWSLlI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Ps1xTd24VVc/s72-c/thee_oh_sees_main.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/03/thee-oh-sees-killers-seranade.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-3640101833355613596</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 22:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T14:13:46.393-08:00</atom:updated><title>Fame by Casey Peterson</title><atom:summary type="text">It’s the perfect time to be working on my script.  It’s what I should be doing.  It’s late-ish, the family’s asleep.  I’m not exhausted from a weekend of building legos and run-down from discussions with my 5 year-old about whether the Lakers could beat the USC Trojans in ping pong.  It’s the perfect time to be sculpting scenes and devising plot points.  The only problem is, I’m sick of it.  I’m </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/uNaz9ovxT10/fame-by-casey-peterson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SaxaBgKn8bI/AAAAAAAAAU4/zJWpakUkMjI/s72-c/FilmFestPaparazzi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/03/fame-by-casey-peterson.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-82078246922926853</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2009 18:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-25T12:16:16.947-08:00</atom:updated><title>Tall Black Girls: They're Not Really But Who Cares...</title><atom:summary type="text">A recent trip to New York City's Lower East Side revealed a band that has the neighborhood buzzing.  I couldn't help but notice buildings tagged with the words "Tall Black Girls" in spray painted scrawl.  I asked a friend who lives down there what it was all about, he said, "Oh, they ROCK!"  I went and checked out their MySpace page and they do in fact, "ROCK!"The all female punk band from the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/13hhj2A8YRw/tall-black-girls-theyre-not-really-but.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SaWagStS99I/AAAAAAAAAUw/ez2mSZSCnxA/s72-c/front_foto.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/tall-black-girls-theyre-not-really-but.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-4068091843847504479</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 23:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-21T09:01:09.951-08:00</atom:updated><title>Noise Pop Turns 17: Still Independent and Still Essential</title><atom:summary type="text">Noise Pop 17 takes over San Francisco, beginning Tuesday, February 24th and running through Sunday, March 1st.  The annual independent music festival, which began in 1993 as a single night showcase of local bands curated by founder Kevin Arnold, has expanded over the years to include art, film, and panel discussions.  Many of San Francisco’s top music venues will be participating and the festival</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/daIRVH2Hfs4/noise-pop-turns-17-still-independent.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SZ7vXHwKQ_I/AAAAAAAAATs/aP_TOnmtXx8/s72-c/Noise+Pop+poster.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/noise-pop-turns-17-still-independent.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-1119358341320742923</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 22:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-06T15:46:07.245-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Breeders</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Muslims</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friendly Fires</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Soft Pack</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Manny Nieto</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Drive Like Jehu</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">All Tomorrow's Parties</category><title>They're Not Rock and Roll Animals; They're Rock and Roll Athletes.  The Soft Pack Interview...</title><atom:summary type="text">2009 is shaping up to be a very busy year for Los Angeles based The Soft Pack (formerly The Muslims). They recently signed to Kemado records, are about to embark on their first European tour-where they were invited to play England's "All Tomorrow's Parties", being curated by The Breeders (whom the band toured with this past year)-are recording their debut record for their new label, and will be </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/HZtC_8XTnFA/theyre-not-rock-and-roll-animals-theyre.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SYy2UtoaxJI/AAAAAAAAATE/sUPf2NUkMRs/s72-c/the-muslims2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/theyre-not-rock-and-roll-animals-theyre.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-3746157765603774853</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 21:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-03T13:45:23.660-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tirade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Bale</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Terminator Salvation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dark knight</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">batman</category><title>Batman Nearly Has A Stroke...</title><atom:summary type="text">This could be the best thing I've heard all week.  Listen as actor Christian Bale, loses his shit over the director of photography walking onto the set, during the filming of a scene for some jackass, Hollywood blockbuster he's shooting.Imagine what would happen if Batman's suit wasn't ready at the dry cleaners?  Perhaps, these fools take themselves a little too seriously...I mean, the film he is</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/pwrB0B81kmI/batman-nearly-has-stroke.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SYi5PGc_pPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RS7K2a0WWp0/s72-c/Christian-Bale-Jesus_l.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/batman-nearly-has-stroke.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-2658816051908671560</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 05:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-03T11:17:40.808-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Todd Haynes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">John Doe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">X</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Las Encinas Hospital</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">VH1</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Celebrity Rehab</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bicycle Thief</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dr. Drew Pinsky</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bob Forrest</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I'm Not There</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sober House</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Red Hot Chili Peppers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thelonious Monster</category><title>From a Sammy Hager Way of Life to Sober House: Bob Forrest of Thelonious Monster Just May Save Your Life</title><atom:summary type="text">There are certain performers and bands from your youth that leave an indelible mark.  They have a profound influence in shaping your musical aesthetic and become the barometer, against which, all others will be judged.  For some it is generally accepted "Godheads" like the Beatles or The Rolling Stones.  For others, it may be a band from your hometown only a handful saw perform.  Often, these </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/ue5DAmI5bL8/from-sammy-hager-way-of-life-to-sober.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SYiB3kazpEI/AAAAAAAAASc/Dt5dtZq6tBs/s72-c/T+monster.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-sammy-hager-way-of-life-to-sober.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-5924671191492054752</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 20:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-23T14:00:42.064-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Black Flag</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Punk Rock</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fucked Up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SST</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ralph Steadman</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">R. Crumb</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gallows</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hunter S. Thompson</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Greg Ginn</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">visual art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hardcore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Raymond Pettibon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the Niche Makers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charles Bukowski</category><title>Loose Nut In His Head: Raymond Pettibon Rediscovered...</title><atom:summary type="text">Human depravity, sexualized violence, macabre desires come to life in two dimensions; this is the world artist Raymond Pettibon renders in pen and ink.  It is a world mirrored sonically by the band he formerly played with, Black Flag, and the label where he acted as visual curator, SST, for much of the late ‘70s and ‘80s.Most familiar with the hardcore punk scene of this time will remember </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/voVqppgL61A/loose-nut-in-his-head-raymond-pettibon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SXoN0mxGeSI/AAAAAAAAARY/UBklim_6j0U/s72-c/1437.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/01/loose-nut-in-his-head-raymond-pettibon.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-8792147088185376658</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 17:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T19:00:51.350-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sundance</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stay The Same</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Never Change</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Laurel Nakadate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hannah Wilke</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">visual art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cindy Sherman</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">performance art</category><title>Is It Art? Laurel Nakadate: Provocateur, Manipulator, Lolita...</title><atom:summary type="text">Laurel Nakadate may be this decade’s most inspired, prescient, and provocative video artist and photographer. Or, she may be the most exploitive, manipulative, and narcissistic artist of her generation. She has been described as both by art critics. Although her art can be polarizing and controversial, it refuses to be easily dismissed.Nakadate, based out of New York City, is perhaps best known </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/tL_mEl1Bqps/is-it-art-laurel-nakadate-provocateur.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SUGVTbf3vMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/NDKui0E-a68/s72-c/laurelnakadate01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-it-art-laurel-nakadate-provocateur.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-4151186829960773220</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-24T14:04:51.993-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Last Shadow Puppets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Dirtbombs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Best Of</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Muslims</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bon Iver</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crystal Castles</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Girl Talk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Titus Andronicus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Deerhunter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vampire Weekend</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">TV On The Radio</category><title>The Best Indie Releases of 2008...</title><atom:summary type="text"> We here at "What Duvet Said..." know what you need is another unsolicited "Best of" list! Our choices of albums most of you have never heard of, is not merely designed to make you feel horribly unhip, but hopefully, to inspire you into checking out a few of these releases we feel are special and deserving of acknowledgment. The titles below are in no particular order and reflect the tastes of a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/MCrCDhaOi0U/best-indie-releases-of-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SVVX4wEzulI/AAAAAAAAAQI/27KHiDQ4uPk/s72-c/lgst4155%2Bmonkey-with-headphones-steez-poster.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-indie-releases-of-2008.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-4845861169390308055</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 17:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-07T17:41:34.976-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lagavulin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scotland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Macallan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Oban</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Whisky Galore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tailsker</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Laphroaig</category><title>LE MINUIT FILM FESTIVAL</title><atom:summary type="text">THREE PART SERIES ON THE BEST WHISKY DRINKING MOVIESBy David BecerraPART TWO, “WHISKY GALORE!”1948, Ealing StudiosThe second film in our whisky drinking film series is a comedy called “Whisky Galore!” Does the title not say it all? The film is an unabashed celebration of whisky, drinking, getting drunk, drinking, the joy and demands of acquiring whisky, the Scotsmen who drink it and a silly </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/wUhU3cJ_xng/le-minuit-film-festival.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/STq9BcOIqxI/AAAAAAAAANo/mNgswUKzp6g/s72-c/bfmust126.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/12/le-minuit-film-festival.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-8878336169710422554</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 19:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-05T17:07:27.848-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">airlines</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">first-class</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">economy</category><title>Flying Economy Sucks, Because We Make it Suck!</title><atom:summary type="text">On a recent flight back to the East Coast for the Thanksgiving holiday, it suddenly dawned on me why flying economy is so miserable; we make it that way. Now I know we all love to blame the airlines and there is plenty of reason to. But some blame needs to be placed squarely on our own cramped shoulders. The problem with flying economy is that we behave as if we are flying economy. It is the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/Lkxatgwcgrg/flying-economy-sucks-because-we-make-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/STmS9Twe3JI/AAAAAAAAANQ/lAyMalJAgFU/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/12/flying-economy-sucks-because-we-make-it.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-2294937885612116400</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 05:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-01T13:43:00.841-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sopranos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">PATH Train</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Jersey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New York City</category><title>Ride on the PATH Train Between WTC to Harrison, New Jersey</title><atom:summary type="text">This may look familiar to fans of the "Sopranos" and at the very least, is a meditative ride through the New Jersey swampland just outside of Newark...


</atom:summary><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1dd7bfac38034728&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/M4MRkDp6ujY/ride-on-path-train-between-wtc-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/11/ride-on-path-train-between-wtc-to.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-8781509556155457870</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 05:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-18T11:00:31.403-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chelsea Hotel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chelsea</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New York City</category><title>Positively 23rd Street or Chelsea Hotel: Dream Dungeons and the Habitual Nature of the Ordinary or Does New York City Really Need Another Writer?</title><atom:summary type="text">At 23rd and 6th Avenue the F train comes grinding to a halt, a final shudder of steel coming to rest on the iron tracks below. A sluggish shuffle begins inside the car. Scarves are readied, books marked and closed, as a phalanx forms around the unopened subway doors.I wait with the cultivated restraint that can only be learned in New York City, where any pause or halt to one’s progress seems </atom:summary><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=44ca19a5dd619fb7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/Tq1Yf4czf5s/positively-23rd-street-chelsea-hotel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SUhoulZr3DI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/C6zHCSRovEk/s72-c/Chelsea+Hotel+Stylized.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/11/positively-23rd-street-chelsea-hotel.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-2499296456046252688</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 21:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-21T15:20:55.354-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Brad Pitt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Benjamin Button</category><title>Early Review: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button</title><atom:summary type="text">Here is a film in which I was under the impression I didn't need to see as I had seen the whole thing in the trailer.  If you don't already know, go watch the trailer and come back, because - spoiler alert! - I'm going to reveal a bit about the plot in this review.  Not much, but the big hook, which is this: Benjamin Button is born old and throughout the film, grows young.  He has one true love </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/YkgrbH9sobw/early-review-curious-case-of-benjamin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mispeled)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SSc9eB756XI/AAAAAAAAANA/pmoZy6WPHJg/s72-c/benjamin+button.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-review-curious-case-of-benjamin.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-1158107550055710466</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 21:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-21T15:31:41.136-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Punk Rock</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Beastie Boys</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Red Hot Chilli Peppers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Beach Boys</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dave Matthews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dengue Fever</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nine Inch Nails</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eric Clapton</category><title>"ROCK BOTTOM: ROCK'S MOST OVERRATED ACTS" by Elvis Zimmerman Lennon Jr.</title><atom:summary type="text">Every month I will present the readers of "What Duvet Said..." with my selections for the most overrated musical acts/performers. The rationale is laid out and the case made, as simply and obviously as possible. I challenge you, to challenge me. Make a case for taking somebody off the list. If it is a compelling enough argument-or even amusing-I'll remove them from the list. Arguments can be made</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/20G5Q1yPR00/rock-bottom-rocks-most-overrated-acts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SSSTrraQK_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/EMfW6rj0yKQ/s72-c/Rock+Bottom.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/11/rock-bottom-rocks-most-overrated-acts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-1772546746359718066</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 17:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-12T11:14:49.555-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">serial killer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grieving</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blackberry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Richard Wilkinson</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Google</category><title>Status Update: Richard is grieving the loss of his childhood best friend and fears he might be a latent serial killer...</title><atom:summary type="text">By R.L.WilkinsonMy childhood best friend died Sunday of a drug overdose. I got the news via Facebook. It was written on “my wall”, “did you hear that Tommy overdosed?” to which I replied, “by overdosed, do you mean he’s in the hospital or dead?” She replied, “Dead…wake Monday night…funeral Tuesday.” This exchange began on my laptop and finished up on my Blackberry while stepping out of my Prius. </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/ldJCJdk1LuI/status-update-richard-is-grieving-loss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SRscSVENHZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/m3j5HcA_OOc/s72-c/grimreaper.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/11/status-update-richard-is-grieving-loss.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-1121928535574885614</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 21:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-11T19:55:03.428-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Barack Obama</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marymount Manhattan College</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">John Kerry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Atlantic Monthly</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Presidential election</category><title>The First Black Quarterback to Win in Washington D.C. Since Doug Williams in 1987...</title><atom:summary type="text">Now that the numbing shock of our country making good on the promise of its constitution and mythical legacy has given way to a pleasant post-election lethargy, I wanted to take a little time to reflect on how I first came to be introduced to our new President-Elect, Barack Obama. As with most things in life, and particularly with Obama's historic rise to the highest office in the land, "context"</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/f9m9QvL60wU/first-black-quarterback-in-washington.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SRoNhP_C6dI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kfUUFTocyco/s72-c/shepard-fairey-barack-obama.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-black-quarterback-in-washington.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-5294025939616444932</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 17:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-05T12:59:43.982-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pitchfork Media</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hemlock Tavern</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bruce Springsteen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">live music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Titus Andronicus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ted Leo</category><title>Haikiew (TM)....Titus Andronicus @ The Hemlock Tavern, San Francisco 10/27/08</title><atom:summary type="text">(Please click on highlighted words for additional review content)Jersey dream, shipwreck.Carnival swirl fills the air,fulfilling promise.


</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/zyBtDMW1IsI/haikiew-tmtitus-andronicus-hemlock.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SQ4r9EiWNrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bEYtWbkGsko/s72-c/TitusAndronicus.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/10/haikiew-tmtitus-andronicus-hemlock.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-1471858836423965173</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 18:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-21T12:34:53.833-07:00</atom:updated><title>Why I support those who support things I don't support...</title><atom:summary type="text">I was walking my dog earlier in the week, our after-dinner walk, and one - and only one - of the houses up in the hills behind me has a "Yes on Prop 8" sign in the yard. It's new - I walk by that house every night - and when I saw it the first time it was there, I reacted internally with prejudice and dismissal. "Those people are idiots! Why, why, why?"So the next night as I walked past that </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/fvfKANXl6_M/why-i-support-those-who-support-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mispeled)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SP4urx7oFFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oB_nUfYdD2w/s72-c/SafeZoneStopSign.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-i-support-those-who-support-things.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-1436030006092641235</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 18:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-21T12:21:54.441-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crystal Antlers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">review</category><title>This Month's Featured Review: Crystal Antlers EP</title><atom:summary type="text">Recently signed to seminal indie label Touch and Go; Long Beach’s Crystal Antlers might be poised to break out in ‘09.  Their October 7th self-titled EP release is a tightly wound experiment in melding no wave, hardcore, and psychedelia.  Producer Ikie Owens (keyboardist for the Mars Volta) gives these songs lots echoey vim by mixing the cacophonous angst of Sonic Youth, the swirling art-rock of </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/GeHKdna5R4k/this-months-featured-review-crystal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SP4rxCDageI/AAAAAAAAAIk/CK-Pgr3aFY8/s72-c/c25ca90f8a13688d70180555ce0531eb.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-months-featured-review-crystal.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1031936573761021074.post-6971567179015291958</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-21T18:04:58.452-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Animal Collective</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Last Shadow Puppets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cold War Kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shudder To Think</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">John Coltrane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Flying Lotus</category><title>This Month's E-Music Acquisitions...</title><atom:summary type="text">John Coltrane “Lush Life”Re-MasteredTwo words best to describe John Coltrane's 1958 "Lush Life", casual elegance. This newly remastered release on the Prestige label is perfect for an autumn night and a well-mixed cocktail. Coltrane's playing is contemplative and restrained, while still harboring the questing spirituality he would soon begin exploring in subsequent recordings. The absence of a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatDuvetSaid/~3/exElAPbXGfI/this-months-emusic-aquisitions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bob Duvet)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aDLMbSMpZmk/SP4cxv9_JLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AovqH79p-Cc/s72-c/lgst4155%2Bmonkey-with-headphones-steez-poster.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatduvetsaid.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-months-emusic-aquisitions.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
