Friday, February 25, 2005



biographies seem to make my heart go pitter-patter; cross that with a woody allen movie, and we are talking full on cardiac arrest. what could be better than a documentary like movie about a jazz guitarist in the 1930's. a movie that combines witty writing with hilarious situations in a completely audacious and realistic way. prostitues and dead rats seem to find their way into my heart. it makes me long to live in an era where music was as vital as air, and nothing else mattered. oh how i heart the Sweet and Lowdown!