Alright, now. The clip above is from one of my favorite films of all time. By luck or by chance, last evening an old classic paid me a visit. The undemanding words of Chance the Gardener played by the legendary Peter Sellers rang once again like bells in full delight. If you have happened to accidentally skip over this film in your short time here on earth, be sure to no longer skip. For your hop is insipid and in need of some savor. When in doubt, put your hip to the hop, and your face to the screen with my hand on your head. Trust me. Also, for you're listening pleasure straight from Being There, it's "Basketball Jones."
FRAMES: Being There
BEATS: Basketball Jones by the Studio and Cheech
Posted by TALL HANDS at 9:30 AM