Happy birthday to Maurice Sendak who would have been 86 years old today. Sendak passed away in May of 2012 but his many illustrated books (I’m reluctant to call them children’s books because they wear well way past childhood and are among the genre’s least condescending) are here to stay: The Night Kitchen, Higglety Pigglety Pop!, The Nutshell Library and the biggest of them all, Where the Wild Things Are. Fun fact: Sendak’s monsters and The Sex Pistols appeared on the cover of Rolling Stone within a few months of each other. Coincidence? Also born on this day: Judy Garland and Saul Bellow. Coincidence? Yes, probably.
Which Australian band recorded for Glasgow-based label Postcard?
a. Hooodoo Gurus
b. The Saints
c. The Scientists
d. The Go-Betweens
It’s perhaps one of the oldest show business axioms: “One through nine, no maybes, no supposes, no fractions. You can’t travel in space, you can’t go out into space, you know, without, like, you know, uh, with fractions – what are you going to land on – one-quarter, three-eighths? Wrong!!!!!! What are you going to do when you go from here to Venus or something? That’s dialectic physics, man.” Happy birthday to the late, great Dennis Hopper, who passed away in 2010 but would have been 78 today. Also celebrating a birthday is Mr. Self Destruct… well formerly anyway, Trent Reznor, who is a nice man. I sat with him on a couch for a long time once discussing life for something that we used to call a “rock and roll magazine.” Like Dennis, Trent almost didn’t make it through but both of them defied the odds and beat their demons. Beating demons is twee. So are pigs. Especially Wilbur. This is my fave NIN song.