music, theater, words, pictures, Lindy Hop and Butoh dance, foreign countries, picnics on croquet fields, fancy free summers, adventure and exploration, that elusive thing called "fun," liberation from human suffering
A beagle named Benway.
Classical music spanning about four centuries (with an emphasis on the last one), Greek music, the nightmarish paradise of MGM and entertainment-jazz from the 1930s-50s, electric and fusion jazz, Indonesian gamelan, Indie rock, old school hip hop, japanese anime and tv soundtracks, showtunes, the operas of Benjamin Britten, anything that makes me want to sing or dance, or makes me feel warm inside (or cold), or moves me to intense emotion (with the exception of intense loathing), or relaxes me.
Andrei Rublev, anything by Tarkovsky, Brazil, anything by Terry Gilliam, Videodrome, anything by Cronenberg, Dreams (Kurosawa), Silence of the Lambs, Satyricon, anything by Fellini, Kubrick
I stopped watching television when my brother's pony Silver got tangled in our antenna and pulled it down. Don't ask- it was too long ago to remember.
One Hundred Years of Solitude, City of Night, The Little Prince, Rebecca, Cities of the Red Night
Christopher Reeve