Each month, as determined by the span of days for each sign of the zodiac, this site will display recommended films, written works, and albums:

Okay, dig: Even in 2022, I say – An Aston Martin DB5, an Asian henchman named Odd Job, and a vixen named Pussy Galore! What? WHAT? I’m done.

Taste these cornflakes all over again. One of the best movies ever made.
Period. Forget about the other two. Watch software new-jack Neo tumble down this
fantastical rabbit hole into an adventure that binds us by splitting the looking
glass into oblivion. Strap up, sit back, shut up, and just learn something. OMG,
BANANAS!

I really think this is one of the funniest films in existence. Every year a
stupid, low-brow, inbred, self-indulgent copy of this legendary comedy is
attempted. They fail to realize Landis brilliantly uses gutter humor as raw
material to tell this raucous story of college fraternity misfits, which is
galaxies away from the garden variety, disgusting, brain-dead, frat-boy party
flick. Incomparable!

Definitive cult cinema! Mod gang members battle the Rockers in the mid-1960s.
Working class Mod wannabes and leather-tough Rockers. Caught in the middle is
Jimmy (Phil Daniels as real they get in a film), a Mod with a life-long friend
and classmate as a Rocker. Throw in the teen angst, hyper-testosterone,
adolescent confusion, pre-adult ambition, intoxicated rebellion and more
(including a very young Sting as a problem child) as we watch the central
character lose himself the harder he searches for something more. Pay close
attention, youngin’s: the ending is whatever you decide.

With the success of adaptation of August Wilson’s Fences and Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom from stage to film, many are looking back to hidden treasures of yesteryears. “Raisin in the Sun.” I will make this easy for you. This is the only filmed version of Lorraine Hansberry’s classic worth your time. K? K. Old School storytelling with timeless intensity by a remarkable cast. Sidney Poitier is just ridiculous. RIDICULOUS!

Blood-bucket, melodramatic, kick-ass Kung-Fu “B” material for the hardcore fans of the genre. Download this collection and just go CRAZY! See the major influence on Kill Bill and others as Sonny continuously puts his foot up the opposition’s dookie chute. Joseph Campbell eating Laffy/Taffy: Blissfully Bananas!

I am addicted to this movie. I hate when people say, “This is for
intellectuals,” about a film. It bespeaks volumes of self-importance and
arrogance. That said, this flick about a tv personality bouncing between a huge
career opportunity and a private life spinning out of control is to be
viewed by people who don’t mind thinking during and after a movie. Enjoy. I
always do.

Obviously, the world did not end. Those who are constantly elevating their consciousness could care less. If you are looking for “the answers,” go no further. There aren’t any answers. That’s the key, peeps. If you cannot grasp the idea of connected philosophies, one consciousness, and challenging theory extracted from centuries of related rituals, then leave this book alone. It links all of the questions to help solidify the ambiguity of our existence. Amazing food for…

Using the Cosmos, the “signs,” and religious texts, Joseph examines new age prophecy with steady wit and gravity. Another gem to enrage the fanatics, put-off the skeptics, stupify the uncertain, and engage the truly enlightened. By the way – based on the theory of the great “Monk Mistake” to our calender, 2008 IS 2012. So it happened fourteen years ago and we are clueless zombies or – welcome to the next level!

Whoa! A young truth-seeker and friend brought up the McKennas within the last decade and made me get reaquainted with this classic. Terry and D explore the many roads to conscious expansion, I Ching, and some really old time religion to initiate our next phase of the cycle. Shamanamana, Suckas! Absolutely, unequivocally, off-the-smoke-pit BA-NA-NAS!

Looking to get into more August Wilson? Not all of his plays are layman friendly (enjoyable like a novel to those who are not actors in a process developing one of his complex characters). Someone once told me that this 8th play in Mr. Wilson’s 10-play cycle just gets better with time. I disagree. It is we who evolve and come to understand more of its profundity each time we open the pages or experience a fine production.

Published in 1971 (the same year that Marvin Gaye’s “What’s Goin’ On?” was released with the hit single, “Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)”), the all-time flow master pleas with mankind in this brilliantly tickling and heart wrenching story about The Lorax, a small creature, the John the baptist of the forest, and his unwavering conviction while chastising and battling heavy industry’s damage to the environment. It is a beautiful story that seems to be told in vain. “Unless…”

The only Miles biography you need to read.

The Pope of perennial philosophers delivers a thorough investigation/revelation  of the core elements of our world’s most dominant faiths.

This is an exceptional combination of greatest hits from the group and from
Petty’s solo career. “Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around,” “Breakdown,” and
“Refugee,” are some of my all time favorites. There is no group more solid and
more consistent through the years. The Chaquita Lottery, son: Bananas
Forever!

Few albums have truly changed an entire genre. Bitches Brew did it; and, it
changed the entire way we think about the genre. BB looms eternally large over
the last forty years of jazz. Sunlight-sawing horn riffs, vampiric rhythms, and
infectious arrangements combine for a concoction that will have you
spellbound.

Grade A compilation. This third release by the “under the radar” Los Angeles
pioneers of psychedelic music and operatic rock jams, hypnotizes, haunts, and
heals. “I think that people are the greatest fun…”

Wow. I mean, dawg! WOW! Nephew is killin’ it on this album! “Book of Rhymes”
is ITCHY, kids! Nassir Jones gives the finger to Jay-Z, and keeps the heads
bangin’ on this thumbs-up, flow burner, slamming a fist on the pulse of the
listeners. “Where them gangstas at? Where them dimes at? They shootin’! Awh,
made you look!” Three words: BA – NA – NAS!

What an appropriate title. No tranquil sea breeze and cheeky bird chirps
here. Only the truly zen “free jazz” fan can understand why this relentlessy
charged, confrontational, and soul-shaking cacophony could have no other title.
“Compassion” = Crucial. This is Grape Ape’s grocery list: just
bananas!

This work in which a legendary big band icon covers classics of clubhouse
pop, mainstream punk, and heavy metal has all the makings of a disastrous joke.
What makes this phenomenal effort smoke is the love and care given to these
songs that belong in the great American song canon. “Smells Like Teen Spirit,”
“Everybody Hurts,” “Lovecats,” “Tears In Heaven,” “Black Hole Sun,” etc.
– all well-thought-out arrangements. You’ll be hooked. I
promise.

This “debut” ablum (full title: This Is A Long Drive For Someone
Who Has Nothing To ThinkAbout ) is a retro-progressive, buzz-fi
masterpiece. Distancing itself from its contemporaries in sound and lyricism, MM
makes you rethink the phrase “rock and roll.” Refreshingly earnest exploration.
My favorite: “Talking Shit About A Pretty Sunset.”