James S Murphy

@jameslatrmurphy.bsky.social

Podcasts: the Last Exit Show, Pex Lives, Pop Could Never Save Us, We Learned More From a Three Minute Record.

I kicked back with Hot Shots Part Deux today. This really made the Scary Movie boys think this shit was easy. Loads of well crafted jokes and moments and a dramatic energy that stays out of the way while still keeping it moving.

Family group chat had photos of niece and nephew in solar system shirts today, shirts that are modern and omit Pluto. Can't stop saying "look how they massacred my boy" out loud this morning.

It's assumed a misspent youth involves joyrides and breaking windows, but that's exactly what kids should be doing. A truly misspent youth was what I got up to: rewatching the Whoopi Goldberg film Sister Act from 1992.

Apt new cover art for a pointless 2026 compilation in variants, swiftly tailored to make a grab for the retirement cash of a dying demographic. Four cardboard cutouts of some guys who may have meant something once in a featureless wasteland of branded IP.

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Called on in weekly teams meeting. Me: [having blasted MF Doom on J Dilla beats all week, now looking up from scrawling - I'm a gremlin, too The new! Bachelor I'll ratchet then clank in ya Plans hatched for dank Enya Blood spatters like Dracula's Tablecloth after Thanksgivers] Been a busy one!

Finding Antony & Cleopatra a hotter, more romantic play than the post-adolescent view of love as offered by Romeo & Juliet on first read. Greatly helped by the character of Cleopatra having a personality.

[Doesn’t listen to radio] [Keeps AirPods in when in public spaces] [Listens to the same Spotify playlist every day] How can that song be a hit? I’ve never even heard it!

With the extremely honourable exceptions of Prince & Leonard Cohen, I don't need my cis-het songwriters on the topic of being horny. Saying that, I listened to the Ed Sheeran songs I like and, even with that allowance made, the way the guy writes about about vanilla sexuality kind of grosses me out.