Cat Power Tour?
Although I haven't seen any US tour announced, Ottobar is announcing a 13 October date with Ms. Marshall. She's playing the "early show"... wimp (like me).
I'm still waiting for my poster. Fucking PETA.
All the blogging I don't do at Vinyl Mine
Although I haven't seen any US tour announced, Ottobar is announcing a 13 October date with Ms. Marshall. She's playing the "early show"... wimp (like me).
First, let me say that the Wingdale Community Singers are not actually a band. A band, in my view, is a group of young men (with, perhaps, the token woman bass player or frontperson), who go for weeks without showering, who daily labour with the transportation of amplifiers, and who have gargantuan appetites for drugs and alcohol. There is ringing in their ears. They are trying to be true to their girlfriends or wives without success. They spend weeks in a van, driving late into the night. They sleep on the floors of like-minded individuals in far-flung towns. Inevitably, one of them overdoses. But the Wingdale Community Singers are no such organisation. We have no rhythm section, neither bassist nor drummer; we only have one very small amplifier, or else we just make use of whatever amplifier is lying around; we rarely play live. In fact, at the time of writing these remarks, our live appearances number exactly four.
It is true that our lead singer, or the person who sings most of the lead vocals, is a woman, Hannah Marcus, but she is a woman of dignity and poise, who wrote the vast majority of the music on our recording, and she usually performs sitting down. She has never once taken off her blouse for the audience or a publicity photo.
We have all ridden in a van together only twice, and since two of us are vegetarians, there were no late-night stops for hamburgers and beer. I don't drink at all, and neither of the others drinks very much. Two-thirds of us are well into our 40s, and David Grubbs, the lead guitar player, has a baby whom he adores, and so we don't stay out late at night, unless some club is insisting that we start at midnight. We all bathe regularly. We have no groupies.
9. In 1996, journalist John Perry enjoyed a brief but eventful meeting with ICE CUBE which became a tad overheated when Perry implied that the tough-guy rapper was a member of murderous LA gang the Bloods when, in fact, he was a member of their deadly rivals, the Crips. Heading for the exit as bulky items of furniture were being thrown at him, Perry then delivered his coup de grâce, asking Cube whether he had ever considered taking part in a gay pride march.
UK Independent:
Will Oldham's Bonnie "Prince" Billy band was a revelation. If on record Oldham can seem too artfully artless, a post-grad gloss on Southern Gothic, in this context he's a knee-trembling rocker. With Matt Sweeney (formerly of Zwan) as one of three plank-spanking guitarists, they sounded as live and as dangerous as early Neil Young and Crazy Horse.
Joanna Newsom, who topped the bill on the closing Sunday night, was even better. The diminutive harpist-singer (tonight playing a Leviathan of an instrument at least twice her size) can, like Will Oldham, seem a little affected, what with that strangulated Betty Boop voice. But, once again, she's the real deal.
After an opening unaccompanied ditty delivered from the front of stage off-mic, she started what she said was a new song. As it unwound over a full 15 minutes or so, image following image as precisely as in a poem by HD, we were all drawn into her spell. Never mind the comparisons to Bjork or Kate Bush, Newsom is closer to the Divine Comedy, and I don't mean the dodgy band. I left the show renewed with love for the power of art, making resolutions to read Melville and Emily Dickinson. Put Joanna Newsom on the National Curriculum now.
Someone asked me to make them a CD-R of stuff I've downloaded or posted over the summer. Rules were that it couldn't come from a CD I bought. Weird.
What you see here isn't so much sexual neurosis but career neurosis. You see the entertainer's fear and loathing of that regular place most of us would call the world. He hates the square ideas that are the foundation of such a place: the family structure of parents nurturing kids in healthy, loving relationships, the economic underpinning known as a job, attended regularly rain or shine, sickness or health, out of some wretched sense of obligation, the slow socialization of children so that they can ultimately survive in that same world.Both producers (and comics in their own right) Paul Provenza and Penn Jillette have responded to Hunter's review in Today's Post:
He hurt us and publicly insulted people we love. Those of us involved in the movie were just trying to make people laugh. We may have failed to amuse your reviewer, but "hate" doesn't enter into it. (Penn Jillette)Um. Wahhhhh... They sound a bit too apologetic. Listen, Penn - Paul, you shoulda snarled back and said Stephen Hunter is the self-loathing toad not, um, Richard Lewis or Eddie Izzard. Maybe the next movie will be a lengthy retelling by hundreds of thousands of comics of what they would do to Stephen Hunter (and will no doubt reveal a deep-seated loathing of self-improvement adn concstructive criticism).
He maligned artists who put aside their public images, audience expectations and the safety of a typical comedy context to engage in a creative exercise. They did so with enthusiasm and without fear of how they might be judged by anyone -- let alone by someone projecting his own twisted ideas of what they are like as people and professionals. (Provenza)
Half Cleveland/Chi-Pig
Before Chris Butler found fame with the Waitresses -- you know, "I Know What Boys Like" and the "Square Pegs" TV theme -- he was a member of Tin Huey, the legendary late-1970s Akron new-wave/art-punk band. Now Butler and his Huey bandmate Harvey Gold play in Half Cleveland, a group perpetuating the rockers' experimental legacy. Call Chi-Pig the band that time forgot, a trio whose "Miami" album would have given Bow Wow Wow, the Slits and X-Ray Spex a run for their money had it been released when it originally was recorded in 1979. 9 p.m. Saturday. Beachland Ballroom and Tavern, 15711 Waterloo Road, Cleveland. $8. 216-383-1124.-- Annie Zaleski
I hope by digital, it means that .wav files are distributed vice MP3... via Punk.news
Warner Music, the world's largest privately held independent music company has announced plans to launch an "e-label." The conglomerate which also includes Atlantic, Elektra, Lava, Maverick, Nonesuch, Reprise, Rhino, Sire, Warner Bros. Word and incubator East/West explained the plans for the label in a speech given by chairman Edgar Bronfman, Jr. earlier this week:
We usually associate innovation with technology companies, but they aren't the only ones who must innovate. To survive and prosper, content companies must do so, as well. And even our very concept of copyright must innovate."
"We are excited by the power of digital distribution now available to every potential artist. We see our mission as not to control the means by which artists’ voices are heard, but to amplify those voices.
As a music company, we also understand that our ultimate success lies not in preventing people from getting what they want but in providing it to them in new and exciting ways.
What's the single most important piece of advice you would give people wanting to teach themselves how to record bands?
Read first, then experiment. Both are important and ignoring one in favor of the other guarantees that you will waste a lot of time reinventing the wheel, or worse, reinventing a bunch of tired clichés and hack-job stuff.
A four star General has started blogging... one of his guys writes about in his blog.
Commander’s Call was yesterday. The boss was getting us all together in groups, civilians, Senior NCOs, Junior NCOs, Officers, etc.. Two things that stuck out in my mind:
He noted that there were not enough chairs for the civilians and they were packed out into the hallways surrounding the ballroom and that we SNCOs had a LOT of empty chairs. He shook his head and said, “I’ve GOT to get that mix changed.”
As he was talking up his Command and Control Blog (you couldn’t get to it even if I did link to it), he made one of the most astounding, outside the box statements I’ve ever heard come out of a flag officer’s mouth. Other than giving me some leeway for perhaps not having the order he said them right, this is what I heard yesterday. Anyone else who was there and can make it clearer, please do:
“The metric is what the person has to contribute, not the person’s rank, age, or level of experience. If they have the answer, I want the answer. When I post a question on my blog, I expect the person with the answer to post back. I do not expect the person with the answer to run it through you, your OIC, the branch chief, the exec, the Division Chief and then get the garbled answer back before he or she posts it for me. The Napoleonic Code and Netcentric Collaboration cannot exist in the same space and time. It’s YOUR job to make sure I get my answers and then if they get it wrong or they could have got it righter, then you guide them toward a better way…but do not get in their way.”
JAMES E. CARTWRIGHT
General, USMC
Commander, USSTRATCOM
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Slim Moon: "But seriously, I think the Bay Area has the most fruitful scene going, and it produces many of the most interesting, fun, and challenging bands in America."
...for fans of Mr. C's rapier-like wit -- although it is cruely wasted on the mentally challenged. More fodder for Matador at 20.
Last weekend I wished I were in NYC, now I wanna be in Research Triangle. Lotsa bands I'd love to see live (again in the case of Bellefea): Tenement Halls, Arthur Digby, David Karsten Daniels, Portastic, I am the World Trade Center, etc.... and, oh yeah, The Mountain Goats.
Big Jim writes:
Not really a spoiler, but as I thought along the show wasn’t really about Nate. It was about Claire.
Claire Simone Fisher
1983 - 2085
Born March 13, 1983. Died February 11, 2085 in Manhattan. Claire grew up in Los Angeles and studied art at LAC-Arts College. She worked as an advertising and fashion photographer and photojournalist for nearly fifty years, creating several memorable covers for Washington Post magazine, W, and The Face. Claire often exhibited her work in New York and London art galleries and in a time when nearly everyone else in her field had turned to digital scanning and computer-driven imaging, she continued to use a silver-based photographic process. Claire began teaching photography as a faculty member at New York University's Tisch School of the Arts in 2018, earning tenure in 2028. She's pre-deceased by her beloved husband Ted Fairwell.
although it's already been "remastered" for the CD generation - Horses, like Goo is getting the deluxe treatment. This one looks purchasing however as it includes a recent live set with Verlaine... via billboard via coolfer (or is that coolfer via billboard?)... her bestest.
Legacy will celebrate the 30th anniversary of Patti Smith's debut album, "Horses," with an expanded edition due Nov. 8. "Horses Horses" features the original album on disc one and a B-side cover of the Who's "My Generation. The second disc includes a recent performance of the entire set, plus "My Generation," at the Smith-curated Meltdown Festival.
That show was taped June 25 at London's Royal Festival Hall and featured an expanded Patti Smith Band bolstered by Red Hot Chili Peppers bassist Flea and Television guitarist Tom Verlaine.
from the Chicago Trib's metromix:
`Global Frequency's' long-shot comeback
Late last year, "Global Frequency," an intriguing show about a network of freelance intelligence operatives led by Michelle Forbes as the enigmatic Miranda Zero, seemed like a lock for the WB network's midseason schedule. Then, thanks to an executive shuffle at the network, it wasn't.
In June, the "Global Frequency" pilot hit peer-to-peer networks such as BitTorrent, where thousands of fans worldwide became rabid fans of the terrific Forbes and the stylish show, which is based on graphic novels by Warren Ellis.
Now "Global Frequency" is one of the most buzzed-about shows of the year. And John Rogers, the show's writer and executive producer, is in talks with the WB network to find a legal way to distribute the show -- and maybe even bring the series back to life.
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You're showing your age if you remember that period of time in the '70s when people were crazy about cassette recorders. I remember the first one my Dad brought home - we went crazy recording stuff - they were like the video recorders were in the '90s only cheaper and no picture.
An elderly couple, married 51 years, record their daily activities for a full 60 minutes.Be sure to check out "70's Family" and their Bay City Rollers MP3.
or reasons I wish I was in NYC this weekend:
AKRON/FAMILY, DAVID GRUBBS, WOODEN WAND AND THE VANISHING VOICE (TomorrowToday) The East River Music Project's final summer show features Akron/Family, a quartet that explores the crannies and latent explosiveness of Americana. The experimental guitarist David Grubbs is in a jazz-folk mood as of late. Wooden Wand and the Vanishing Voice warp various genres. 2 p.m., East River Amphitheater, East River Park, Lower East Side, free. (Laura Sinagra)
Pitchforkmedia provides an overview of what cool stuff is available from Netflix that you mightn't not known...
Cambodian citizen Angelina Jolie joins the Beowulf cast. She'll play the evil Viking Queen. Kewl.
Perhaps his most high-profile and unlikely job of the period came playing the murdered rock-star lover of another adopted New Yorker, Madonna, in Desperately Seeking Susan.
"You know, it always pisses me off when I see in my credits anywhere that I was in that," he sighs. "It's insulting! I was on screen for in total maybe 30 seconds! And I didn't have a single line of dialogue. But I guess my career is so impoverished that they have to put that in. It's really obnoxious. It's humiliating. I can't relate to Madonna. It actually annoys me when I see these guys who are friends, like Sonic Youth, seeming to adore her. To me, she's the enemy. I can't help it. She gives me the creeps."
By 1984, Hell had effectively turned his back on both heroin and music, returning to his bohemian roots as a small-press New York poet, in the same tiny tenement flat he has occupied for 30 years. Spurts scrapes up the scattered, recorded remains. But its maker's real importance is more elusive. He remains a ghost in the pop machine, leaving faint, dissident, traces that show no sign of fading.
includes a child's piano, Labatt's Ale (blech) and Pepperidge Farm Cookies (yum). Read the whole thing at Thee Modern Age.
The new Xiu Xiu - Devendra Banhart Split 7" is out...
Xiu Xiu/Devendra Banhart |
GER038 5 Rue Christine The Body Breaks b/w Support Our Troops Oh! |
Esther Wong, owner and booker at Madame Wong's in Chinatown and Santa Monica is dead.
At Madame Wong's, which closed in 1985, and Madame Wong's West in Santa Monica, which operated from 1978 to 1991, she proved a staunch supporter of new and local groups. Besides Oingo Boingo, her stages hosted Police, X, the Motels, 20/20, the Knack, the Know, the Textones, the Go-Gos, the Plimsouls, the Nu-Kats, the Bus Boys, Plane English, the Naughty Sweeties and more.
She opened the Santa Monica club, she once told the Los Angeles Times, because there were too many worthy groups seeking bookings for her Chinatown club alone to accommodate. And she closed each club as new wave and then other forms of rock lost popularity.
Ms. Wong chose the groups by listening to audition tapes -- although she had to give up playing them in her car.
"I got a very bad temper," she told the Times in 1980. "When there's a bad tape, I throw it outside the window. One day I almost hit the (California) Highway Patrol car that was right next to me."
IT CAME FROM DETROIT is an anticipated documentary which will hopefully wipe away all memories of Dig! in terms of documentarizing the current garage rock scene. A new trailer featuring The Dirtbombs is up at their site.
La Times has an article on how the "independent" labels have built relationships with the "major" labels for distribution even as they gear to do battle over their artists:
But the partnerships, though they benefit both independent and major labels, exacerbate old tensions, notably those stemming from big companies' poaching suddenly hot bands.
"We rely on the indies to be the minor leagues for our major league teams," said Lipman of Universal Records. "The indies find markets we didn't even know existed, and then we can take the bands and make them huge."
For a company such as Matador, that means doing business with a partner that might steal its best acts. Matador developed singer Liz Phair in the early 1990s, only to see her move on to music's big leagues after she became a bestselling artist.
Interpol's contract with Matador expired with "Antics." Major labels affiliated with every company, including Warner and Universal, are wooing the band. Matador's payroll of 25 employees is paltry compared with the 4,000 at Warner, whose revenue in two days exceeds the $10 million Matador collects annually. Interpol's members and its manager declined to comment on the band's plans.
But Matador isn't admitting defeat; it's already plotting how to sell Interpol's next album. Lombardi bristles when majors portray independents as farm teams. Despite being the underdog, he hopes to convince Interpol that a major label won't give it the personal touch and creative freedom that he can provide.
"Calling us a minor league team is infuriating," Lombardi said. "That's the attitude that is ruining music. We're the ones who break the band, who actually care about them and their music and make their vision become real. We're the only ones who won't betray them for a dollar. If we're the minor league, then the majors should be torn apart."
The club has been some kind of symbol for decades. The question is whether that symbolism can transcend real estate and real noise. A transplanted CBGB would be irrevocably changed, and an artificially preserved one could be just as dicey. Punk-rock certainly has enough artifacts to fill a museum, but solemn academic inquiry just doesn't seem right for CBGB. A transplanted CBGB might become something like the Cavern Club in Liverpool, where the Beatles woodshedded and which was demolished and rebuilt as a replica (with some of the original bricks). What has been a symbol of unlovely urban survival would turn into a self-conscious icon.
Or, to be precise, a more self-conscious icon. It's hard to say how long ago CBGB started considering itself legendary, but decades is a fair estimate. While punk promoted itself as overthrowing the status quo, CBGB has prided itself on staying put.
Please Kill Me - The Uncensored Oral History of Punk is constructed perfectly, and runs smoothly. How did you go about constructing this?
You think Please Kill Me is constructed perfectly? Many people don't. I can tell you everything that is wrong with the book. I doubt that I can tell you everything that is right with it. But that isn't the point. Since I'm not such a big fan of my own work, I think I can look at it a bit more objectively, let me give you an example of how my brain works: You say PKM is constructed perfectly, well what about Dee Dee Ramone renting an apartment from Debbie Harry and Chris Stein, where he lived with Connie for a while after he got thrown out of Arturo's? I think it was important. I think Dee Dee is important, as a writer, an artist and performer. I believe Dee Dee wrote Chinese Rocks at that apartment and felt his life would somehow come together. Also, they way Debbie and Chris respected Dee Dee's talent is important. Dee Dee paying rent and trying to be a human being is important, and, also, that it ended in a big mess is important. How Dee Dee couldn't sustain himself is important. It makes him a much more three dimensional character and less of a cartoon-character-mess that he promoted. But it's not in the book, probably because Debbie can't remember much and Chris Stein was smoking crack when I was trying to interview him.
The week I handed in the final manuscript to the publisher was the same week Chris Stein called me and said, "Okay Legs I'm ready to be interviewed!" Great, now what? The publisher was already pissed at me. I'm working on deadline. So what happens? Dee Dee is lost to history and the story doesn't go in. What we've lost now, is a connection to Dee Dee that might have demystified him somewhat, which I think is very important. Was Dee Dee a genius or a fuck up? Dee he know what he was doing when he wrote Chinese Rocks or I Don't Wanna Walk Around with You or any of the other hundred great songs he wrote? Where did that come from? I think by including the story of Dee Dee renting the apartment from Chris and Debbie, some of those questions MIGHT have been answered. Would he still come off as a cartoon character? Probably, but it might have given us a closer insight into one of the most talented and weirdest guys in rock & roll, proving that people are much more interesting and damaged than you think. Which is interesting, you have to admit.So when you pay me a nice compliment and say that Please Kill Me is perfectly constructed, I look back on what I did and say, "Well, no probably not. I would have liked to have tried and solve the problem of Dee Dee, and make him more accessible to me, as a reader." I would have also liked to done that with The Runaways, The Cramps and Debbie and Chris and Blondie, and Suicide. But at a certain point, you have to say, what am I doing-- and put it out. But was I happy doing it that way? No. Remember, this is history, which is a lot bigger than you or me. You’re going to influence people for a long time, and it's not great if they don't have all the facts. So it's a tricky road, and one that you’re destined to fail at, ultimately, but you have to try anyway. I hope that is an answer.
Old news - I'm just catching up - but any movie that unites The Rock, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Stifler in a musical about the collapse of America directed by the guy who wrote/directed Donnie Darko AND now will have a six hundred page graphic novel preceding it is gonna have to be awesome or I'm just going to jump off a building.
Before Southland TalesDonnie Darko director scribes epic prequel graphic novels for upcoming film.July 26, 2005 - Richard Kelly, director of Donnie Darko, announced today that he would be writing a series of graphic novel prequels prior to the release of his next movie, Southland Tales. Beginning in the first quarter of 2006, six 100-page graphic novels, all written by Kelly, will be released. The comics lead directly into the film, which serves as the final act.
Darko Entertainment, Graphitti Designs and View Askew Productions are working together to publish the graphic novels. No artist has been announced.
If you're wondering why View Askew is involved, Kevin Smith is one of the stars of the film's ensemble cast. He plays Simon Theory, a legless Iraqi war vet. Joining Smith on screen are Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, Seann William Scott and Sarah Michelle Gellar.
Set in the future -- 2008 Los Angeles, to be exact -- Southland Tales examines an America about to collapse under social and economic hardships. It looks to be just as bizarre as Kelly's best known work, Donnie Darko.
"I am thrilled to have Kevin Smith as both an actor in Southland Tales as well as having his involvement in the prequel graphic novels for Southland Tales. The novels will give the die-hard fans more of an understanding of the back-story leading up the film's theatrical release," said Kelly.
Southland Tales is expect to begin principal photography on August 15, 2005.
Lou is interviewed on the "Dino" reunion:
Reunion tours are the tour du jour nowadays. The Pixies, Gang of Four, The Eagles (sorry to throw that in there). How do you feel about the whole reunion thing?
S’allrite with me.... It depends on the band. I’m not one to dismiss the whole concept—that’s for critics and cynics. In our case, it’s very easy to recreate the sound that characterized our early years. Not many people saw us back then and are willing to pay to see [us now], so why not? I need the money and I love the music. I saw excellent reunions by Iggy and the Stooges, Gang of Four and Mission of Burma. It doesn’t have to be pathetic.
What plans for the future of Dino? Where do you go now?
We tour till the end of August, then we’ll probably consider more touring. I dunno… there is no master plan for a new album. Perhaps we’ll talk about it; perhaps we won’t. We never were particularly ambitious and aren’t keen to complicate what for now feels very natural and simple. New albums bring new problems and, almost always, condescending reviews and lukewarm response.
We've hardly seen anything of what's going to happen. That's what I think people miss. There seems to be something in the human condition that sees whatever is at the moment and thinks that it is going to be that way. It's sort of the same as thinking we're on a curve that has been very steep and has now leveled off. But the rate of change is actually increasing, not decreasing.
I was reading somewhere that someone soon will have terabyte-scale disk drives in laptops, and therefore in iPods and things like that. Well, no one's going to buy a song when they've got a terabyte iPod. They'll buy all of recorded music. We haven't come to grips with that. It's not just that all this info is available on the Web to anyone who can run a browser. It's much greater than that. You will soon buy a license to all recorded music for all time -- it's going to be trivial to give everyone their own copy of all recorded music.
More choice quotage:
You say that you think the recording industry has its head in the sand?
Up to its ankles. People started exchanging MP3s independent of whether they had a right to or not, several years before iTunes came along and provided what the industry says is the only legitimate model for it. During those years of exchange the recording industry got exactly zero revenue (from it). Zero. That doesn't seem very smart to me. They could have gotten a huge amount of money excepting some losses. Free downloads don't work. It just takes too much time and energy. And a dollar a song is too much. You need to be able to populate things cheaply.
So there's a Russian music site called "All of MP3.com." First, it sells you music by the megabyte, not by the song. And it allows you to choose the resolution. For a typical song, the price is about 16 cents. That's really cheap. One day in the office I wanted to listen to some things I had, but they were at home. But wait a minute, I thought. A song is sixteen cents. What do I care? Then I realized that there's not a whole lot of point in moving music from one computer to another. It's easier just to pay for it again. The conclusion is that when the price is low enough, people will buy more because they'll buy multiple copies. It's easier than doing anything else with it. That's the kind of thing that the recording industry has missed. They've missed that a bunch of people download free music they already own for one reason or another. And they miss the whole idea that the credit card companies have, which is that OK, we'll get 5 percent fraud or whatever, so we deduct that 5 percent from our profits, add it to our cost base, and we've got a pretty successful business here.
The recording industry suffers from what we often see in the computer security industry: people reject anything that doesn't work 100 percent of the time under all circumstances. Well no one lives that way, why does your computer have to work that way? You probably wouldn't ride a motorcycle with bald tires and no brakes at 150 mph down the freeway. But you might a new motorcycle with a helmet cautiously on the freeway. You're less likely to get killed. The recording industry hasn't figured that out.
My weekly Forced Exposure harvest is late... note that the best prices I've found for the more popular new releases (relatively speaking) is at CdUniverse.com - the Sons and Daughters Repulsion Box CD is $10 vs. Forced Exposure's price of $13.00. If you buy a lot of CDs this adds up and I usually use FE for the more obscure releases that I'm unable to find elsewhere. Both companies I have had little problem with shipping, etc.
Rock as Real Estate
Is Alan Greenspan the Father of Electro-Clash?
Weird War
w/Anna Oxygen, Guests
Thurs July 21, 7:30 pm, $9/$8 w/club card.[Editor's Note: As former leader of both Nation of Ulysses and Make-Up, Ian Svenonius has left an indelible mark on the face of contemporary independent music. With his Seattle return this week as the frontman of Weird War, we thought it a perfect opportunity to make him a guest music columnist. Take it away, Ian....]
As steward of the Fed, Alan Greenspan has set radically low interest rates in recent years, fueling gonzo speculation of real estate. The subsequent inflation has transformed cities across America and displaced millions of poor people. As a parallel, we have witnessed the rise of two paradigmatic indie-music movements in the last five years: "electro-clash" and its successor, the semi-acoustic/psychedelic "folk" revival—movements based on the absence of space. While the two forms are distinct and even aesthetically in opposition to each other, they seem to share a common genealogy: These are the fraternal twins of Alan Greenspan.
read the rest; discuss. This will be on the test.
Veteran Seattle rock act Mudhoney are in the studio working on their first album since 2002's 'Since We've Become Translucent'.
If you liked the Chris Cunningham and Spike Jonze and M. Gondry DVD compilations, Palm Pictures has more coming out - here's the line-up:
Tom Wolfe, Bill Clinton, Erica Jong, Michael Ian Black in New York Observatory...
Tom Wolfe, writer, I Am Charlotte SimmonsMaggie: A Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane. If Stephen Crane hadn’t died at the age of 29, he would have been remembered as a giant. I’m literally rummaging around my desk to see what exciting things I have here …. The Abs Diet by David Zinczenko. Here’s the thing: I never really had sharply defined abs, even when I was an athlete. I always wanted them to look like a cobblestone street. That was before six-packs; they didn’t have six-packs, but they did have cobblestone streets. My wife said, “You have cobblestone streets, but they’ve been paved over.” Here’s a real barn-burner: Religion and the Decline of Magic by Keith Thomas. This has to do with what I hope to write: a history of the last 1,000 years of the world in 98 pages. It was going to be 100 pages, but 98 sounds so much shorter, don’t you think? No one is interested in this book but me. There’s a book called Status Anxiety; the fellow has kind of a French name. [Alain de Botton.] That’s another thing I want to write— a book about status ….And Hemmings Motor News, which is a thick periodical—this one I’m looking at is 672 pages. It’s full of ways to either fix up old cars or do things with new cars …. This is all part of my desire and attempt to, as they now say, pimp my ride. I have a Cadillac DeVille, which people think of as a stodgy old-people’s car, but I have the intention to show people that this is a sensational old-people’s car once I pimp it.
Michael Ian Black, actor, StellaI just finished reading My Friend Leonard by James Frey. If you like books about recovering alcoholics who befriend gay Mafia kingpins, this is the book for you. Also, just picked up In the Little World: A True Story of Dwarfs, Love, and Trouble by John Richardson. The title pretty much explains my interest in this book. And a friend just gave me the Richard Grieco biography by Grace Catalano. So I’ll be holed up in my Hamptons estate for weeks to come with that.
At first, Mr. Higgins worked odd jobs. Then he met Carol Hotchkiss, and the couple married in 1979. A son, Graham, followed, and now a dad with responsibilities, the musician put his guitar in its case and got a job in 1982 with the state of New York. He became a registered nurse in 1988, and now oversees community-based residences for mentally disabled people in Columbia and Dutchess counties.Read the rest in the Litchfield County Times
The years ticked by, and the Internet came into households. That was quickly followed by eBay, and without any prompting by Mr. Higgins, "Red Hash" slowly took on a life of its own. Because it was a short print, the album morphed into a highly desirable collector's item, fetching more than $200 a copy.
Unbeknownst to Mr. Higgins, a completely new generation of folk listeners came to consider the album "one of the pinnacles in lost-soul beardo psych/folk records," according to Brian Turner of WFMU, a New Jersey-based alternative radio station.
Tracks on "Red Hash." such as "Thicker Than a Smokey," "Down on the Farm" and "Lookin' for June" became popular in Europe. Then one day, a European gave American recording artist Ben Chasny a copy of the album, and he did a cover of "Thicker Than a Smokey" on his next CD.
"Last summer, I got an e-mail from a guy who works in a New York City record store asking for an interview," Mr. Higgins remembered. "I have no idea how he got my e-mail address, but the guy got in a car accident and the interview never took place. But that was kind of the beginning of the energy buildup."
About two months passed, and a letter arrived in the mail from Zach Cowie, an employee at Drag City, a well-respected independent label out of Chicago that produces alternative music. The letter invited Mr. Higgins to give Drag City permission to re-release "Red Hash" on a CD.
Mr. Cowie had been searching for months for Mr. Higgins. He'd sent letters to hundreds of Gary Higginses across the country, and clocked hours dialing those listed in Connecticut telephone directories.
"I read the letter, then I sat on it for a few days," Mr. Higgins recalled. "Then I thought, 'What have I got to lose?'"
In rapid order, Mr. Higgins sent the master tapes to Drag City. Then Ben Chasny invited him to play a tune or two during a set this winter at Tonic in New York. "It was really uplifting," Mr. Higgins said. "Everyone knew me. I got a standing ovation when I walked on and off the stage, and they were all in their 20s. It was jammed and you could hear a pin drop."
Wanting to let them know what was happening, Mr. Higgins scrambled to find the original gang of six musicians who helped him cut "Red Hash." Everyone had taken up new lives. Jerry Fenton was teaching at Harvard. Jake Bell had disappeared into Russia.
Mr. Higgins despaired of ever finding cellist Maureen Wells [now Jones]. "I looked through every single Wells or Jones in the local phone books," he reported. "I figured she was in New Mexico. Then a mutual friend said they knew where Maureen's daughter works."
Through the daughter, Mr. Higgins learned that Ms. Jones was living just down the road in Torrington.
On July 23, Drag City booked everyone who could be found from the "Red Hash" originals into Tonic in anticipation of the CD's release July 27.
The gathered musicians, all 30 years older, looked out at the expectant faces in the packed crowd, and when they strummed the first note, the place went wild.
"I said to this guy from Drag City, 'Where were these people 30 years ago?'" Mr. Higgins recalled.
"They weren't born yet," was the record producer's reply.
Reviews of the CD have been "incredible," Mr. Higgins said. The "Red Hash" revival is the talk of almost every major publication, including The New York Times, which is slated to run a piece on it in its Sunday edition within the next few weeks.