A Junky’s Christmas podcast

William S. Burroughs, not really looking his very best

God willin’ and Odeo don’t screw up aginOdeo seems to have screwed up agin. All fixed!

which is really the spirit of these things if you think about it. Behold William S. Burroughs reading the conclusion to William S. Burrough’s famous story, A Junky’s Christmas.

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If that don’t work for you, try this link HERE.

Or these three YouTube vids. For those of you on dialup (like me, at the moment) you’ll just have to take it on faith it’s all here, which is all sorta seasonal-like if you think on it.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

quiz: how evil is your blog?

This just cannot be right. Stolen from Wandering Coyote (note crediting source…always a good thing to do…every time you credit a source, an angel gets his wings).

This site is certified 28% EVIL by the Gematriculator

Billy Idol, Yellin’ at the Christmas Tree

Because I still can’t get the damn podcast to work, and I refust to post the vid of his surgically transformed face producing “Jingle Bell Rock,” surely the most insipid, heartless and banal seasonal tune ever committed to vinyl/digital.

A Downtown EastSide Christmas

Ho, ho, hotels all over the Downtown EastSide keep Christmas in their own unique ways. Unlike the Chinese restaurants that simply layer new tinsel over the old and leave the whole spangly mess up all year round, the hotels and flophouses, to be fair, do try to get into the spirit of things at the time, each in its own way.

The Patricia, flyer of the Red Ensign, bastion of respectability, old-fashioned refinement, microbrewed house beer, and sad old run-down gentlemen who still stand when a lady walks into the pub:

The Patricia, Ho, ho, ho!

 

The Drake, a somewhat different establishment:

The Drake and its hos.

the Monkees: Ríu, Chíu

So what if they’re a little drunk? The a cappella harmonies are beautiful, and it’s great fun watching Davy and Peter try not to crack up. Bonus: at the end they introduce the whole crew. Looks like it was a fun place to work, even with the ridiculous outfits.

English Translation:

River, roaring river, guard our homes in safety,
God has kept the black wolf from our lamb, our lady.
God has kept the black wolf from our lamb, our lady.

Raging mad to bite her, there the wolf did steal,
But our God almighty defended her with zeal.
Pure he wished to keep her so she could never sin,
That first sin of man never touched the virgin sainted.

River, roaring river…

He who’s now begotten is our mighty monarch,
Christ, our holy father, in human flesh embodied.
He has brought atonement by being born so humble,
Though he is immortal, as mortal was created.

River, roaring river…