The unclassifiable…things I can't explain.
Edward Barton – I’ve Got No Chicken But I’ve Got Five Wooden Chairs. Barton had a minor hit in the 80s with a strangely memorable unaccompanied singing of one of his poems by Jane Lancaster, then his girlfriend, now a Nia instructor. Note: the odd Japanese Kleenex ad that eventually brought me here could’ve been a WHAT!? entry on its own.
Matt Bucy cut “The Wizard of Oz”—every scene, title and even the fine print—into individual words and arranged them alphabetically, from “a” to “zipper,” creating a strangely compelling film.
For the (many!) in the Clamor who avoid social media, here’s the musician personality of Corey Feldman “performing” on the Today show. There are some sadnesses you just can’t unsee. You have been warned.