Anton Newcombe is not a movie. I know he's not, because I've seen him. His band, Brian Jonestown Massacre, had just played a gig near my New York apartment, and there he was around 1 a.m., sometime in early 2002, standing on the corner of Ludlow and Houston. Doing nothing in particular, certainly nothing memorable. In fact, I'd pretty much forgotten that I'd ever seen Newcombe until I tried to interview him. Yeah, sure, I thought, as I read the bio the Jonestown publicist sent me: "Anton Newcombe... More >>>