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...think we can probably get Merv Griffin to throw something together, maybe some music and a little TV coverage. ESPN's Chris Berman, a Brown alum, can do the color commentary. Maybe there'll be a lightning round that rewards fast thinking, and bonus points for fresh "yo mama" takes, if any still exist...
...first Chinese rock and roll film. Many young people saw it, in spite of the fact that it was never officially released in China, because of its release in Hong Kong and Japan. Of the seven movies that I have made up to this point, only my first film Mama was officially released in China. My two latest movies, Crazy English and Seventeen Years, are to be released very soon in China. But my other movies have never received any chance for release, essentially they were banned. It's truly a breakthrough for those two to be even slotted...
Crossover is usually a pejorative term in the world of music, but these women do it with class. A Ma Zone may abandon the pure a cappella of earlier albums, but Zap Mama still have voices to contend with. Founded by Marie Daulne, a native of Zaire raised in Europe, this Brussels quintet reflects the eclectic cosmopolitanism of both Daulne's upbringing and their home city, with lyrics in French, various African languages and English. Elements of African tribal chants and Pygmy song blend seamlessly with Daulne's incredible lead vocals, which flow easily from breathless pixie to soul sister...
...girl on the cusp of pubescence. Instead, her Lo is the aggressor, the seducer and, eventually, the dismisser. "I'm going to get this Humbert for myself," she tells her diary. She instructs him in the finer points of sex play. And when "Hummie-Dummie" devolves into a nagging "Mama Humbert," she leaves with Filthy--after giving the drugged Hum a goodbye sodomizing with the pen he'd used for his own diary...
...went to a specialized (read: white) high school on the Upper East Side and spent my teenage years hanging out with a fine group of mama's boys, hitting the books and trading baseball cards with equal aplomb. I swear I would have put them in my bicycle spokes if I had a bike...