Saturday, November 29, 2025
Hyper Combat Unit Dangaioh (1987)
Sunday, November 23, 2025
The Insanity of Blade Runner (1982) Movie Soundtracks
There is so much written about this subject of Vangelis' Blade Runner Soundtrack, I don't think I will really do it the full scope of justice that it deserves, so I'll give my summary on the subject, some hot takes, and my takeaways. In 2002, Bently Ousley wrote a pretty good, but not definitive article on the matter with some great reviews and explanation. Since his article was written, loads more tracks, versions and history has been discovered so there is no real whole source we can reference. Vangelis Rarities has lots of pictures and track information with some details, and seems to update every so often. After reading some threads on Reddit recently, I think there could be dozens more bootlegs and missing tracks out there waiting to be discovered.
- Vangelis recorded the soundtrack at Nemo Studios in 1982
- He scored the movie by feeling and emotion while watching images on a screen, and clips of video on a TV, full Improved in the moment, sometimes reusing cues from other tracks he has designed.
- The instruments used were so varied and different, we don't really have an actual list, but the wikipedia page has some limited information about things we can confirm about Synth used.
- We don't know how many tracks he actually recorded, but it's assumed in the 100's, with several hundred total recording hours.
- We don't know how many versions of the tracks that we have heard currently that could be considered alternate versions- with and without additions and/or subtractions of speech or instruments.
- We have no idea how many bootleg versions are out there, more are discovered each year.
- There were three releases that are official: First released 12 years after the movie was released in 1994 with 12 tracks, a 2007 release with 3 discs of 12 tracks each, and a Orchestral Release in 1982 that has nothing to do with Vangelis, but is considered official in some capacity.
Thursday, November 13, 2025
The Future of Social media.. is Cyberspace.
DOS 1993 BBS vibes. Monochrome gas plasma throwback. Modern media meets text adventure.
Wednesday, November 12, 2025
Bravo Channel in the late 90's Changed Me.
Late in the cycle of the VHS era, TV ushered in fresh new content in an attempt to breathe fresh life into the platform of basic cable. You may have had 40-50 channels, but often times at night, nothing was on. If you wanted to watch movies, you had to pay for those channels. After 10pm, most channels went to infomercials, paid programming, or just turned off completely. In those times, Bravo bailed out the night owls with some unique perspective. This channel had the market cornered on random and obscure, and I was here for it.
For the first time you could tune in to a channel with very limited commercials, with breaks and channel programming announced by a melodic deep voice with dreamy transitions. There was a new or old live recording of Cirque Du Soleil on damn near every night. Live concerts, movies only screened at Cannes film festival, and weekends of rare london underground punk movies complete with nudity and violence. My step mother got me into enjoying theatre, so you can imagine my surprise when over the holidays there was a Broadway marathon including CATS- something I did not see live until around college age.
I was introduced to independant and low budget cinema from watching Bravo past 2am on a weekdays. Films that would never find their way to America got limited viewing and promotion; rare back then. Trainspotting would come on at midnight, London Kills me at 2am, and Blue Juice at 3:45. I worked nights, never slept. This level of chaotic programming was right up my alley and expanded what I knew about international and foreign movies, which at the time as basically nothing.
I have a fond memory of an experience I owe to my girlfriend at the time, who was out of town, calling me to tell me to tune into Bravo. There was a movie that I would like on, you should watch it. We ended up on the phone for over an hour watching the greater part of The Name of the Rose starring Sean Connery. My first watch, but I had read the Umberto Ecco book before, but it had been a while. I had no idea this movie existed, and we watched it on the phone together in silence until the breaks where we speculated what was going to happen next. What a rare treat at the time to catch something as meaningful and as profound as this movie on basic cable at the ripe old age of 15. The commercial breaks were minimal, complete with subdued lighting and noise. Before the movie resumed, a narrator explained the differences between the movie and the book, and speculated director choices. After the movie, there was an interview with Umberto Ecco. This was peak nerd shit, I'm telling you. I was fucking hooked.
I learned so much about music. I had no idea Frida had her own album that she launched solo in the early 80's, let alone the fact that Phil Collins wrote and performed the whole thing, did all the work, and really just did not get along with the ABBA alum.. but here we are at 1:30am watching a whole retrospective about how the music was made. Down the rabbit hole we go as the next 5 hours of programming were devoted to live Genesis performances synced to pictures and videos of art and people dancing. Strange but powerful. The arts shape the young mind, and so I was indeed molded to be interested in media I did not wholly understand.
TLDR; Bravo was a way normal people in America could be cultured in the 90's without breaking the bank, and consume media that you never knew existed.
Sunday, November 2, 2025
The $1 Five-Day Tape Rental
We're not talking about Blockbuster, Family Video, or Hollywood Video here- we are hailing the dingy and cluttered neighborhood video rental stores of the 80's and 90's. Where the family enslaved their kid to work behind the counter; where the rentals for video games were always around 2 years old and the snacks around the same age. Posters peeling off the walls. This was the age of the Five-Day Rental.
What exactly is a Five-Day Rental, and what would constitute a Five-Day Rental movie? Well, I'm glad you asked. In my neck of the woods it was typically limited to Horror, Sword and Sandal, and cheesy martial arts or Sci-Fi. Admittedly, some of the movies in this section would not deserve to be there, but that was half the fun. Scooping up 6-7 movies on the cheap, and lucking out on a few, or discovering an actor or series you didn't know you liked. To qualify I think there has to be the following things: violence, nudity, camp/jank, and sometimes a low budget. Below would 5 good examples of movies I had in rotation, and would be an easy pick up for my brother and I.
If my brother or friend sleeping over had some level of disagreement on what to rent, these were always a certified hit. Top class nudity, comedy, extreme levels of camp and terrible acting, and gritty death scenes. I would call this genre "Guts and Sluts", which of course my step-mom did not like. Like the movie Conan but $3.50 is too much to rent it? Get all four of these and enjoy over the top sex scenes and shitty special effects for a quarter of the price. Sure, they have recycled scenes, special effects, and sets.. but that's what makes it special. I think. I would include all the other shitty italian Sword and Sandal movies of the day in this as well: Barbarians, Sorceress, Beastmaster (one of the better ones), Hawk The Slayer, Krull.. the list goes on.
For whatever reason, all the horror movies outside of the newly released were always in the $1 bin. Chopping mall was about a Johnny-5 style robot that goes around killing the teenagers that thought it would be cool to spend the night in the mall. These bots slice and dice all the way to the end and it's worth every bit of that $1 to watch it at last twice. Good levels of nudity, terrible acting, and a premise that seems more like fact than fiction these days, this movie is like Mallrats and Valley Girl meet Friday the 13th. Bargain bin horror was never hit or miss. Troma movies were bottom of the barrel, but they don't suffer any kind of identity crisis and you know what you were getting into.
I'm a huge sci-fi nerd, so not to be outclassed by Arena, Robot Jox and it's sequel were always a go-to for me. In that same section you could find the first two Cyborg movies, both of which have A-class nudity and a story you can barley follow, on a shoestring budget as well as a smattering of Billy Blanks movies where he is a black terminator. I'm really surprised at what studios pulled off for the time with the budget available; it seemed like an episode of Babylon 5 sometimes with the sets and acting.. sometimes even the same actors looking exactly the same. Looking at you Arena!



