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The legendary Rick Danko, the incomparable Paul Butterfield, and introducing on guitar...Mr. Gary Busey? Shit, seriously?
I can actually see Bob Weir calling in sick for that performance and the Saturday Night Live producers scrambling to find someone, anyone, before eventually stumbling upon Busey backstage and seeing if he wanted to join. Then they had to make a Broadway-esque announcement to the crowd, something like, "Ladies and gentlemen, the part of Ace Cowboy Bob Weir will be played by Gary Busey...," much to the non-delight of everyone in the audience.
There aren't too many words to describe that clip, other than "That's the
Slack Five-Word Review of One Ocean View: "Amateur porn, without the sex." And why would anyone want to watch that?
Quite simply, this really might be the worst show ever produced and slapped on television. There isn't one redeeming quality or reason to tune in ever again. If you TiVoed it, delete it right now. The only reason we watched was because one of my roommates literally came *this* close to exchanging blows with one of the cast members a few weeks ago. If you watched the show, you can probably guess which guy flicked a cigarette at my friends and called all the girls "fat chicks." Heh, that's kinda funny.
Slack Anniversary of the Day: Speaking of, happy 25th anniversary to the network that invented reality television -- MTV turns 25 today.
Here are a list of quarter-century highlights from the Associated Press, and while I've never exactly been the biggest fan, I'd just like to thank MTV for The State, Remote Control, Dire Straits' Walk of Life, Nirvana Unplugged, and that brief period senior year in college when we watched a shitload of Undressed.
Slack Song and Video of the Day: Happy 66th Birthday to the one and only Jerome Garcia. Let us flash back to the days of black in your beard, in honor. Don'tcha let that deal go down.