babylonfalling:
Miles Davis’ first appearance at the Fillmore East, as an “extra added attraction” on a bill with Neil Young and the Steve Miller Blues Band, was a welcome chance to hear the Real Thing in a hall that’s given shelter to so much rock with jazz pretensions. […]
The International Syndicate of Cult Film Critics aim to celebrate shoddy B-movies and straight-to-video films. We will cover these flicks fondly, with tongues firmly kept in our cheeks. The one thing we ask of those who contribute to the Club is that you must watch the film in its entirety, even if this means having to strap yourself down onto a chair and getting your eyelids locked out like Alex DeLarge from ‘A Clockwork Orange’. It is imperative that you absorb the visual treats.
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