VINYL RIP (12" EP)
When I was a kid my mom "forced" me to watch classic films(after she walked in on me watching the severed penis throwing scene in "Street Trash"). I protested, but it was pretty great actually. I had seen The Third Man already, but I soon saw The Trial, A Touch of Evil, The Stranger, Lady From Shanghai, and several years later, without my mom's insistence, F For Fake and Mr. Arkadin. All
fan-fucking-tastic.
That said, no one knew how to cash a paycheck in later years like Mr. Orson Welles. From hosting and narrating cheezy specials, to radio advertising (his rant on Celebrities at Their Worst is a classic), Welles' genius had either dried up, or no one dared to lose money funding his "vision".
A curious addition to all this is his blissfully short "musical career". Side A of this record is very Shatner-like, while side B doesn't seem to feature him at ALL. Bloated pretentious idiot? Genius? Don't let this shit sandwich hinder your judgment, the guy had to eat (a LOT) after all!
F For Failure