Hello all,

Not sure if anyone else has made this observation just yet, but all year ESPN (a cable channel in the US) has been using full-on goa samples (20-40 seconds) during their scoring summaries of Monday Night Football games every week.  I haven’t been able to identify the artists, but the fact that it’s being played for the masses is pretty awesome.

Just wanted to mention it somewhere,
LaSeDiMoTu

That’s cool. Shame I don’t get ESPN

i remember right before the superbowl i coulda sworn i saw a bunch of fat midwesterners twirling glowsticks on the fifty-yard line.

I never watch any sports (just doesn’t do anything for me… never has really).  So I cannot comment on that.  But watching the Sopranos, I head an old Man With No Name track from 96 or so being played while they were in the Bada Bing.  It was the first time I had seen actual underground music in an American show.  Sadly, people in the USA consider that most commerically available stuff “underground”... all while having never been exposed to the likes of Trippy Future Garden or Hallucinogen :(

Yeah I’m getting bored with what was a favorite sport of mine football(soccer to you in the US) Too much money and the media circus surrounding it is such a farce.

[quote author=“Neuro”]But watching the Sopranos,

I also went off this show. I found it so depressing after a few seasons. I honestly thought the acting wasn’t great. There were to many scenes where you’d see Tony in a bathrobe walking into the kitchen and being out of breath. These scenes would last for up to a minute at a time. How boring. It was like the writers had run out of ideas. How they got so many awards is anyones guess. I often thought that some of the people in the show are actually mob connected.

[quote author=“Neuro”]Sadly, people in the USA consider that most commerically available stuff “underground”... all while having never been exposed to the likes of Trippy Future Garden or Hallucinogen :(

I think that’s the case in most western countries. To exposed to the corporate pop culture I’m afraid

I also went off this show. I found it so depressing after a few seasons. I honestly thought the acting wasn’t great. There were to many scenes where you’d see Tony in a bathrobe walking into the kitchen and being out of breath. These scenes would last for up to a minute at a time. How boring. It was like the writers had run out of ideas. How they got so many awards is anyones guess. I often thought that some of the people in the show are actually mob connected.

It’s TV… of course it will fail on multiple levels :twisted:

The guy who played Paulie was mob connected : http://www.thesmokinggun.com/sirico/sirico.html

Sirico was a feared shakedown artist who preyed on Manhattan nightclubs and who once gave this description of his extortion technique: “You hit them over the head with a baseball bat, and they come around.” After a dispute with a disco owner, Sirico once warned, “I’m going to come back here and carve my initials in your forehead. You better learn a lesson, you better show me the respect I deserve.” A Bellevue Hospital psychiatric report from that period concluded that Sirico suffered from a “character disorder.”

So yes, your instincts are dead on

Thanks for the link. Very interesting. Paulie was the one with the white wings in his hair wasn’t he?

[quote author=“DiMuTech”]Thanks for the link. Very interesting. Paulie was the one with the white wings in his hair wasn’t he?

Yes.  The creepy vibe you feel from him is definitely legitimate.

[quote author=“Neuro”]
Yes.  The creepy vibe you feel from him is definitely legitimate.

I’ve just been reading the court transcript. He went by the name Junior Sirico. Funny how that name ended up in the show then.
He really seems a nasty guy.

[quote author=“DiMuTech”][quote author=“Neuro”]
Yes.  The creepy vibe you feel from him is definitely legitimate.

I’ve just been reading the court transcript. He went by the name Junior Sirico. Funny how that name ended up in the show then.
He really seems a nasty guy.

A side anecdote…
I had left the USA right after University and moved to Japan… lived there for many years.  However, I moved back to the USA in 97 for a year and a half.  At first, I was in Goa withdraw.  Tokyo has the most amazing psy scene, but the USA is stuck in the 70s (grateful dead etc).  Once I had found the scene in NYNY (small as it was) I was in better spirits.  One of the last parties I went to there was an Etnica party in the village.  The place wasn’t what I was used to… the people at the door were all full on Italians (in the NYNY sense), and there was a HUGE line outside of the club.  Myself and the other people I was with were all dressed in typical Tokyo Goa party style… so we got “the nod” to skip the line and enter. 

As we start heading to the door, a taxi comes flying down the road with another car behind him.  The taxi stops, and the cabbie opens his door and sits behind it with a gun drawn.  The other car hit reverse and took off.  We get to the door and we knew the lady there (older psy freak lady, all NYNY Goaheads would know her) but the men she was standing with looked like they just came off of a casting call for The Godfather part 4.  I’m already a bit freaked, and now my mind starts racing with gangland war scenes from mafia movies. 

Once inside, all was better, mostly.  Max and crew were playing a wicked set.  There was one guy that had me laughing so hard though.  He had those gigantic pants on (they resemble a pair of Mongolian yurts sew together in the crotch region) and a polo shirt with the collar popped up.  His hair was so full of mousse that it could technically be considered an emergency energy supply.  He wad some type of toy… a yoyo or some such thing… and was trying to move it in rhythm… but he failed miserably, over and over again.  We were analyzing him (as being in that mindset will make you do) and came to the conclusion that he must have been on a bad combination of cocaine (for ego) and GHB mixed with Ketamine (to explain his utter lack of coordination). 

The venue also had quite a few “raver gang” members.  And there was a feeling in the air of a lack of personal safety… both financial and physical.  Really creepy.  I realized then I had to get back to Japan. 

Moral of the story?  If the doormen of the venue look like the Sopranos, party elsewhere.