FAY WRAY I love King Kong. In fact it was one of my very first loves along with The Adventures of Robin Hood. I have no interest in seeing Peter Jackson fuck it up - it's like attempting to remake Casablanca - pointless when the original did everything it was supposed to do and more. And now Fay Wray has died. She was perhaps the first damsel in distress I ever saw. It's too hot to sleep. Maybe I'll go watch beauty kill the beast one more time. I could post the track Science Fiction from The Rocky Horror Picture Show ("Then something went wrong for Fay Wray and King Kong / They got caught in a celluloid jam...") but I always preferred the ending to the beginning: SUPER HEROES I've done a lot. God knows I've tried To find the truth. I've even lied. But all I know is down inside I'm bleeding... And super heroes come to feast To taste the flesh not yet deceased. And all I know ... is still the beast Is feeding... And crawling on the planet's face Some insects called the human race... Lost in time And lost in space And meaning. Mike is blogging to: nothing