Rather than rehash the story, here's the link. Let's just say that Party features mucho sex, drugs and undergraduate angst. A typical 16mm black-and-white student film of the period, in other words.
In any case, the film's director Jeff Alan -- at my urging -- has finally transferred it to the digital domain. Nobody involved with the project save him, of course (myself included), has seen the film in decades, and a DVD premiere party is scheduled for June. Which means that many now extremely elderly people, including the film's co-stars (who appeared briefly starkers), should be in attendance.
Until then, Jeff has forwarded me these screen caps from the concert sequence, and frankly, words fail me...



...except to say, I think we look pretty cool, and wouldn't it be amusing if everybody who made this thing, including us, actually turned out to know what they were doing? Heh.
I should also add that I sold the beautiful 1959 Les Paul guitar I'm playing in those shots for a few hundred dollars (to pay back rent) in 1977. If I was to tell you how much it would fetch on the collector's market today, I'd have to slash my wrists immediately afterwards.
Oh -- and if you want to hear the song we're actually performing in the scene from whence those shots derive, there's an mp3 over at the link.
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Doin' a damn fine Jimmy Page impression, methinks!
And you wouldn't have to slash your wrists - there would be plenty who would do it for you for not letting them buy that guitar off of you for more than you sold it for...
OK. I see no order form for autographed, SIGNED prints, so will print one from here, forge your signature (along with touching personal message,) and frame it.
:)
"Dear Bob and Lenore:
Thanks for writing!
All the best,
God"
BTW, may I just say how bummed I am that nobody seems to understand how brilliant the title of today's post is?
:-)
Expect a call from William F. Buckley's ghost's lawyer.
AP
Too fucking cool!
Wow, what a brilliantly titled post!
Thank you.
:-)
Fuh-lashback!!!
You sold a '59?
Dude, you are doomed!
I know, I know.
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