Charles and I were digesting our Bandito last night on his porch, and we started talking about music, as we often do. I lamented that the two-albums-on-one-CD release by The Producers that had come out in late 2000 went out of print nearly immediately, and was fetching over $100 on Amazon and eBay. Well, that … Read more
Burt Reynolds is a talented actor. It’s easy to forget that. One Smokey and the Bandit can be forgiven and even enjoyed, if a tad guiltily; the sequels can’t (and my bud Charles postulates that it was his unwavering loyalty to Jerry Reed that undid him during this part of his career). Follow that with … Read more
Know something I miss from the ’70s? Huge, tacky, landscape-dominating, power-sucking, neon-laden, animated signs. They’re not products of the ’70s, of course–they date to the post-World War II era, when it was just becoming possible to drive coast to coast with relative ease. But the ’70s were the last time they were around in any … Read more