1:29:14 Great to see Mark Morris on the panel with you ! Yes , there are too many Mark Morris'. I have to add vinyl to get to his channel Rachel ! 💚😺😅👍
I refer to the honorable members of the VC that I had commented or spoken about the following over a period of time over a period of 1 and a half years.. Both of Julian Copes books and why they may be innacurate but are relevant, Annette Peacock and her entire story.
"The Honorable Members" is the way I now engage..I had mentioned and shown those LPS yonks back. We need to respect what WE [in caps]learn from each other @@rachelsghost
Mark Morris. I would love to tell you the trajectory of my trip from the beat hotel in Paris to City Lights...the trip was in the same yr that Princess Diana was dead in the tunnel..
Call me Gothic, but I love that abrupt expression that is somehow so very Stevan: "...in the same year that Princess Diana was *dead in the tunnel* ." Fantastic. What a cliffhanger! Meanwhile we all kick around the metaphysical question of 'Is there light at the end of the tunnel,' as we await our demise, the moment when we too, all of us, will be *dead in the tunnel* . Stevan is potentially a far better writer than he realises. All Stevan need do is write the way he talks, staccato, & kamakazi smackbang into the existential void. Brilliant, & all in one sentence.
47:40 Every 4 years FIFA fund an official cinema film of the World Cup, usually pedestrian. But FIFA 1966 World Cup film, ' *GOAL!* ' is a work of art. Alas, no current transfer replicates the widescreen cinema release, loses half the frame if you see it cropped on DVD or the web. You do though get a sense of the originality behind it. *Brian Glanville* , highly respected sports journalist, wrote the terse, ironic script - - a lesson in good writing when scene-setting. Actor *Nigel Patrick* narrates in curt, stoic tones.... especially when we get to *Liverpool* . Vast rows of terraced houses: women on doorsteps looking out at a bleak world: empty Liverpool streets: stoic, almost grim narration.... & then a flash of yellow & green as the world's greatest team comes to Liverpool to play their games at Everton. Liverpool have lost The Beatles, Pete Best is thinking of committing you-know-what, but up the street comes without any doubt at that time the best football player in the world, who turned a sport into an art form: Pele. Marvelous. Maybe best sequence: Ratin, captain of Argentina, a surly-lookingbtard, sent off by the ref... taking 5 minutes to leave the field, followed every step of the way by the camera & a dour score that suggests somebody's world is collapsing. It wasn't Pele's year: he got kicked to bits. But my o my did he change that narrative 4 years later in Mexico. If FIFA or BFI get around to restoring *GOAL!* in proper aspect ratio on blu ray, I'm 1st in line - - not because England won, but because the film ranks with *F For Fake* as an exemplary showing of how to make art out of a documentary. Actually I think I've typed all that before, it sounds familiar. I'm at at that age.
@@thebuxtstopshere *Gordon Banks* the world's best goalkeeper in 1966, beyond Yashin, was still the world's best 4 years later in Mexico, where Banks pulled off one of the best saves ever seen - - against Brazil - - in what many said was the best match of the 1970 World Cup even excelling the great Final. Afterwards, Gordon Banks was chilling in the hotel bar. Someone asked him about that unbelievable save, made just hours ago - - Banks would be answering Qs about that save for the rest of his life. Always a humble man, there at the bar in Mexico, 1970, Banks spoke not about the save but the man he was reacting to: Pele jumped high above the defenders around him and "reached the heights of the angels," he said. Pele read the game quicker than anyone else & knew the cross was incoming before the player who crossed it. Banks said he wasn't reading the ball: Banks watched the man who read the ball faster than anyone else, & tagged his reactions to his moves. And because he jumped that much earlier, Pele had to hover in the air for a second longer than was physically possible: hanging around mid-air waiting for the winger to catch up. (The only other athlete who got close to defying physics that I can think of was Muhammad Ali, & as of 1970, Ali was out of it. You'd have to explore dance & find Nijinksy to get anywhere near this.) Now then: you don't get this level of detail in the UK VC even about their own. So Gordon Banks, asked about his miracle save, deferred in his answer to the best player in the world throughout the 1960s. That humility as well as his great skills is why Banks had the respect of every journalist & every player throughout his career & in retirement. And who was Banks talking to at the bar in 1970? *Brian Glanville* , the sports reporter who 4 years earlier wrote the script for *GOAL!* 1966 World Cup feature film.
@@rachelsghosthe needs to reconnect with me after we had spoken whwn I was parodied . I have no shame or agenda beyond networks to survive. It's been clear.
There will be few with names like Norman Mazlov or mine if you Google those names .. Mazzy keep at it.. No one can stop ya or change who you are. It's a good thing we don't have to hide who we are. #nostrangenames.. Bless us with unique real names.
Harry not hearing Can.. Nooo.. It's seminal.. Look at the relationships with David Sylvian, Sakomoto and beyond.. Kraftwerk is pop in comparison but relevant.. Neu is more obscure.. I refer the honorable members of the VC to earlier references I have made.
