Here are some stills from the movie Edge of Fury, a 1958 thriller starring Michael Higgins (no, I hadn’t heard of him either). Apparently this movie was hard-to-find for a long time, though it’s now available on Netflix Instant. If the world were fair, this would be a cult classic.
The protagonist is hilarious and creepy; the film’s setting is beautiful and its ending is delightfully grotesque. You owe it to yourself to watch this great movie. I don’t say that very often.
Last week at vacation Bible school, I played a country singer-turned-Christian hip hop musician. I wore a felt cowboy hat, except for the last day when I wore a flat-bill. All forms of artistry find their truest expression in Christ—thankfully, this includes cheesy, cringeworthy acting.
Also pictured: Lynley, the straight man, who showed me the hip hop ropes and taught me about God’s greatness, and Dempsey, my DJ, as a kind of Slash/Gene Simmons amalgam.
As a kid, I used to dislike the sound of uilleann pipes, but lately I’ve been really into them. Today I’m rocking out to Séamus Ennis.
I find it impossible to use anyone as a sounding board without them making suggestions—which destroys the work. So I never ask for opinions.Stephin Merritt
This is my new accordion, purchased this past friday at a local second-hand shop. It was a fairly good deal and it sounds great and it is beautiful: pearloid white with sparkly gold accents and baby blue bellows. White accordions have always been my very favorite, and I’m so excited to have found this. When my sister saw it, the first thing she said was, “This looks like such a Nigel accordion!” and I completely agree with her. It’s just right.
Background: I’ve been playing accordion since may 2011, when I picked it up out-of-the-blue. Until lately, I’d been playing on a much plainer, older accordion which was wheezy and inarticulate. This is a step up for me.