Chris H
@chrishornb
music dork, movie nerd, tv junkie, gaming goofus...opinions mine, unfortunately. For work I spend lots of time surveying public opinion on all kinds of stuff. Also: St. Louis Cardinals, Blues, and Mizzou. Actively shopping for a Prem side to cheer for.
It has apparently fallen into rights-holder purgatory and thus difficult to find to watch by legal means...but the little Australian film The Dish is worth seeking out to if you want to watch what I think was Sir Sam Neill's greatest movie ever.
One of my favorite Youtube follows is Zealand, and he's just made this DEEP pull:
It's been a while since I've been able to say how much I adore Our Kid. Sensational.
Quote-skeet with a doctor you'd trust leading the hantavirus response instead of RFK Jr.
It me, the person who still kinda turns into a weepy mess when "Valley Winter Song" or "Hackensack" pops up on a shuffle...
Well, there's a sentence I never, not ever expected to read in my entire life.
OK, so as a lot of weather nerds I follow (yes, I'm a weather dork, too) predicted, the snow path/storm track has shifted significantly north for the weekend. Here's the Euro, which is still the go-to model this far out. (Areas to the south of this, prepare for ice storms...)
Anyway, after David Bowie passed away in 2016, Nina Gordon revealed that back in the 1990s, Scott Miller had made her a Bowie mixtape to listen to for inspiration, and had written out the playlist. Which she shared. 6/
Me, listening to the wonderful deconstructed, noisy, but always finding the hook brilliance of my 2025 Album of the Year, It's A Beautiful Place by Water From Your Eyes.
And this one. It's very good. And then the song "Baby You're Just You" comes at the end and it goes trascendent. I swear to goodness, the solo at the end of that song is the most searing encapsulation of 20something angst and frustration ever recorded.
My most-played record from that year and still a monster. Mark Lanegan as a deeper-voice grunge version of Burton Cummings (the Guess Who), and it completely and absolutely works:
Ack, that last one should've had "Album cover for Wedding Present's "Bizarro" album" Here's another great record from that year, more UK indie pop at the tail end of C-86...
Have already seen a bunch of my faves here -- De La, Pixies, J&MC, Galaxie 500 -- but a few others that hit me hard that year. (It me, college radio music director, 1989):
And also the fantastic 1989 "answer" album to PB, with one of the greatest diss tracks of all time -- aimed at the Beasties for "selling out" of the East Coast scene for LA: "Sons of 3rd Bass". Bonus points for the guest appearances of Zev Love X -- a/k/a a young MF Doom:
Was heading out for the evening constitutional and passed by the local bottle shop across the street and...what's that I spy in the window? Yes. Yesssss. First case of 2025 enboughtened. The most magical time of the year is upon us!
About the only local pop-culture facing thing about Eliot being a St. Louisan by birth is his star on the U-City Loop / St. Louis Walk of Fame
Tottenham Hotspur truly are Michael Scott FC, and I mean that in the most loving and amazing way possible. Xavi Simons. My goodness. Now I just need to keep practicing saying his last name properly.
RIP to Ron Turcotte -- the man privileged to have ridden the real-life incarnation of Pegasus.
This is like the first time I saw Aaron Judge standing next to other baseball players...