The Grossly Misjudged Collective Works of Barry’s Listening
Have you seen Can’t Hardly Wait? It’s a good movie. A lot of little nuances that make me smile. One such thing is a scene towards the end of the second act. Our hero, left with nowhere else to turn, calls a radio station from a pay phone after hearing the prophetic news that the guest for the evening, Barry Manilow, will be answering listeners’ question. As his call is let through to the station, the deejay informs him “Barry’s listening.” It is a barely audible, beautiful phrase.
The recordings of The Grossly Misjudged Collective Works of Barry’s Listening range from abandoned recordings, hastily edited, haphazardly colelcted, and distributed via a purported net-label with little-to-nothing to release to silly recordings overly obsessed with to the point of destroying any potential quality.
There is one sole member of Barry’s Listening (me, sorry to drop the guise), but others helped out along the way. But really, it isn’t real.