Friday, July 30, 2004
It seems that talking about the Pixies is un-hip nowadays. I know we've been bombarded with Pixies this, Pixies that, since they reunited. So in the spirit of being un-hip, I thought I'd mention the Pixies a few times and post Broken Face from Disclive's Pixies Live in Spokane, WA. I have disc #672. I'm going to see them in December at Constitution Hall in Washington DC. You should see them when you can. For streaming only, as always.
Thursday, July 29, 2004
#644 has great MP#s today, including Gemma Hayes' gorgeous acoustic Evening Sun, which should be listened to in private at sunset. She sings,
Why don't you stay
Just a little longer, please"
Fluxblog has Air's Alpha Beta Gaga (Mark Ronson vocal mix). The vocals are be a rapper named Rhymefest. M. Perpetua says:
Rhymefest makes up for his intensely lame moniker by delivering a strong vocal performance similar in style to that of the GZA and Kool G Rap, and Ronson reshapes Air's original arrangement into something falling halfway between contemporary mainstream pop and old school hip hop.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Download: "Wild About You, Baby" (1974) from Release the Hound
Fluxblog has Diana Ross. No, FB is not going motown. Diana Ross is a sweet pop song from the Concretes. They're from Sweden. God, I'm starting to feel so predictable.
Monday, July 26, 2004
From Cibelle's website:
Cibelle - who wrote all but one of the album's tunes - downplays the conscious elements in her music in favour of chance, love and inspiration. "We don't just have bossa and samba in Brazil, we have loads of rhythms," she says. "I say it's like cooking; you get all these different elements and you just play about with them."
Sunday, July 25, 2004
This photograph was on the front page of the Washington Post Arts section on Sunday. It's a life-sized self-portrait sculpture by American artist Tom Friedman. What really bugged me about this piece is that it's made of brightly colored construction paper. Here's a material that we place in our kindergarteners' backpacks for art projects that invariably return home to our refrigerator doors in the form of valentine's day cards and handprint art. Friedman perverts the construction paper medium by associating it with death, suicide, terrorism, and unintentionally, 9/11 (the piece was sculpted in 2000). Is he making a statement about the fragility of life, reducing human sculpture from iron, stone, or clay to something flimsy and fibrous, readily torn? Or is this just how he sees himself--insignificant, laughable?
I imagine Mr. Friedman would be satisfied by our stopping, looking, and asking the questions. His sculpture is on display at the Site Santa Fe Biennial 2004, titled "Disparities and Deformations: Our Grotesque." Some of the other exhibition highlights are here.
[I] was fairly late in coming to the National Endowment for the Arts' "Reading at Risk: A Survey of Literary Reading in America."Insidious ensorcelments?
No doubt I could have looked online for the report, but I prefer to regard the Web as largely an invention of the Devil. I use the thing for e-mail, but that's just about it. I have seen the best minds of the next generation, and a few from my own, destroyed by its insidious ensorcelments.
Still, at least one in six people reads something between bound covers each month, and I suppose we should be grateful for this saving remnant. Yet what the NEA report fails to say is that most of those people have chosen the very same 12 books, starting with "The Da Vinci Code," followed by a) the latest movie tie-in, and b) whatever Oprah Winfrey has recommended lately.And Amen to the following:
But most of the bestseller list tends to be innately ephemeral -- jumped-up magazine articles, journalistic dispatches in disguise, commercial novels that are essentially screenplays-in-waiting, heavy on plot, shock and spectacle. Such works can hardly be called literary reading. They are entertainments, little more than 250-page TV shows and documentaries.So what's a good book? He tells us:
Great books tend to feel strange. They leave us uncomfortable. They make us turn their pages slowly. We are left shaken and stirred.So why is the web an invention of the devil?
"Reading at Risk" is right to lament the decline of what I will forthrightly call bookishness. As the report implies, the Internet seems to have delivered a possibly knock-out punch. Our children now can scarcely use a library and instead look to the Web when they need to learn just about anything. We all just click away with mouse and remote control, speeding through a blur of links, messages, images, data of all sorts. Is this reading? As Gioia reminds us, "Print culture affords irreplaceable forms of focused attention and contemplation that make complex communications and insights possible. To lose such intellectual capability -- and the many sorts of human continuity it allows -- would constitute a vast cultural impoverishment." So, more and more we know less and less about less and less. And we don't care. Who among the young aspires to be cultivated and learned, which takes discipline, rather than breezily provocative, wise-crackingly "edgy"?Ouch. At least he didn't mention blogs by name. Oh, wait, he does:
But come the dawn and our good intentions usually evaporate. Why persist with Plutarch or George Eliot or Beckett or William Gaddis when you can drop into a chat room or gaze at digitized lovelies or go to still another movie? Instead of reading Toqueville or Henry Adams, we just check out the latest blogs. In short, we turn toward the bright and shiny, the meretricious tinsel, the strings of eye-catching beads for which we exchange our intellectual birthright as for a mess of pottage. For modern Americans, only the unexamined life is worth living.Double ouch. Meretricious tinsel, hahaha. Dirda, you Luddite. Badmouth the web all you want. There's still a breathing Anakin within the Vader that is the web. You can get a good daily poem here, read good short stories in the New Yorker (like this one and this one), the Atlantic, and other online journals, and even novels, provided that their authors have been dead for at least 50 years. Finally, Mr. Dirda, I'll never give up reading your weekly online discussions on books. See, the value in your discussions and in reading the good blogs is that they help us decide what to read. Now if only we could turn our eyes away from the monitor long enough to do so...
Saturday, July 24, 2004
Friday, July 23, 2004
Also, we can witness the boys in a shameless act of self-promotion this Sunday night on Subterranean. I'm as much a naysayer as anyone on MTV's content, but give them credit for showing the Madvillain, k-os, and Felix da Housecat videos.
The Hives called me on the 20th day of June in the 2004th year of our Lord and I didn't take the call. Instead of going to what proved to be an earthshattering, earsplitting, jizzspewing raucous party of a rock show, I stayed home and watched Extreme Makeover. Okay wait, before you run to the bathroom to wash the bile out of your mouth, hear me out. I'm proving to be not a city person. In my life I had never lived in anywhere near a big city until I got here. The news has informed me nightly that I am not safe in the District, and I believe them. That's all I could think of on Tuesday night. In one hand I had the opportunity to witness the spectacle that is the The Hives, My New Favourite Band (i know they're my new favourite band because they told me so!!!), and in the other hand I had the opportunity to get carjacked, wallet jacked, pocket jacked and all kinds of other jacked that might not be appropriate to BLOG. My mind ran with the possibilities and I sat at home paralyzed with the kind of fear and loathing that I thought only Hunter S. Thompson could experience spiked on some sort of hallucinogen. Is this post a sermon on the hell of Urban Living, or the irresponsibility of the Media, or is it just proof that I, The_Keoki, is a Suburbanite through and through? I don't know, to tell you the truth. I guess it's up The Hives to tell, because and as we all know We Are The Crime And The Hives Are The LAW!!!
Thursday, July 22, 2004
From the Washington Post Book World review:
Once [Junger] encountered a lone English soldier, separated from his own lines:
"It was a relief to me, finally, to have the foe in front of me and within reach. I set the mouth of the pistol at the man's temple -- he was too frightened to move -- while my other fist grabbed his tunic, feeling medals and badges of rank. An officer; he must have held some command post in these trenches. With a plaintive sound, he reached into his pocket, not to pull out a weapon, but a photograph which he held up to me. I saw him on it, surrounded by numerous family, all standing on a terrace.
"It was a plea from another world. Later, I thought it was blind chance that I let him go and plunged onward. That one man of all often appeared in my dreams. I hope that meant he got to see his homeland again."
While you're at it, you can find out all about the Committee on the Present Danger here. Their mission statement:
The Committee on the Present Danger is dedicated to winning the global war on terrorism. We are a bipartisan organization from the policy, political, academic, business and professional communities committed to resisting and defeating terrorist organizations, ending collusion between rogue regimes and terrorists, and supporting reform in regions that threaten to export terror.
Our mission is to educate the American people about the threat posed by a global Islamist terror movement; to counsel against appeasement and accommodation with terrorists; and to build support for a strategy of decisive victory against this menace not only to the United States, but to democracy and freedom everywhere.
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
With that declaration, Howlin' Pelle Almqvist jump-started a raucous 60-minute-plus set to begin their tour in support of Tyrannosaurus Hives, released yesterday. Pelle and the Hives had the sold-out 9:30 club in a frenzy at "Hello," and kept us there their brand of hot 2-minute punk. They reached frenetic peaks with "I Hate To Say I Told You So," "Idiot Walk," and their encore, "a.k.a. I-D-I-O-T."
Howlin' Pelle allowed no lull, and kept his audience in his pocket with his cocksure charisma and gyrating body english, gesturing at the crowd and climbing stacks to engage the balcony-dwellers. The crazy Swede declared "You stole us from Sweden." He told us that he was confident that D.C. was the right place to start the tour: "There is always a crowd at the clubs in Washington, D.C. Maybe not for everyone, but there is always a crowd for the Hives in Washington, D.C." About halfway through the set, sent the audience into a collective scream: "At this point, they say that we should have you in the palm of our hand," and, reaching his arm to the us with palm facing up, "Do I have you in the palm of my hand, Washington, D.C.?" Yes, Hives, Washington, D.C. is in the palm of your hand.
The opening acts, Reigning Sound and the Sahara Hotnights, also served up solid performances. The Hotnights' Maria Andersson sang flawlessly through their set, and I was amazed at the force and clarity of her voice. You don't hear all of what she has on their CDs (which, by the way, are very good). It's the kind of voice that freezes you and resonates in your bones. Their new CD, "Kiss and Tell," comes out in the U.S. next Tuesday.
If you haven't bought your tickets yet, what are you waiting for? Check their show dates here or here.
Today's appropriate lyric of the day is from Beck's Pay No Mind:
Tonight the city is full of morgues
And all the toilets are overflowing
There's shopping malls coming out of the walls
As we walk out among the manure
I pay no mind
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Hey, they could have cut the wordiness and called me a pretentious snot.
"open to new experiences, creative, intellectual, and enjoy trying new things. When it comes to politics, they tend to lean toward the liberal side. Wisdom, diversity, and fine arts are all important to them. When it comes to lifestyle, high scorers tend to be sophisticated, and relatively well off financially. After a hard day of work, if they're not listening to music or reading a book, they enjoy documentary films, independent, classic, or foreign films."
Here's the test creator's scientific article, The Do Re Mi's of Everyday Life: The Structure and Personality Correlates of Music Preferences, in the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology.
Monday, July 19, 2004
USUALLY, when new music is tested out on studio speakers, the moment is pregnant with excitement. But listening to "From a Basement on the Hill," it just felt like a wake with great tunes.
"It'd be a lot easier if he'd be around to help us," Ms. Bolme said.
Mr. Schnapf added, "I was kind of hoping he'd show up."
As Smith sang, however, the sadness that flooded his five CD's swamped the room. "I'm burning every bridge I ever crossed," he sang, "to find some beautiful place to get lost." By the last line, two opposing things are true: Smith is dead, and Smith is here.
The new album hits stores October 19th, and Mr. Smith will show his face, one last time, on the covers of your favorite indie mags.
Sunday, July 18, 2004
Thursday, July 15, 2004
Think you know all there is to know about U2? Think again. The U2 quiz.
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
I'm going to see the Hotnights with The Hives next week at the 9:30 Club, with the Keoki and other friends. Let's see if they outrock the last stellar bundle I saw in NW DC, Ambulance LTD and The Killers, opening for Stellastar. Who played on the side stage that night? TV On the Radio.
In celebration of Bastille Day, I decided that instead of my usual ritual of checking the Washington Post headlines, I'd take a peek at Le Monde online. I gave the homepage a thorough look-over in French, then used the Yahoo! Language tool to translate the page to English. I came across this outstanding Yahoo-translated article's first paragraph:
The leading article of the World
The fault and the challenge
THE WORLD | 14.07.04 | 12h41
THAT is called a bad dream. During quarante-huit hours, everyone believed in the account of Marie L, this young woman who deposited a stolen complaint and to be wildly attacked with her baby on bottom of matter anti-semites. The various ingredients composing this fact were well likely to strike imaginations. A baby violently reversed with his poussette. A young woman in hillock with a band made up of a half-dozen of "wild stocks" indicated like maghrébins and blacks. Blows and estafilades with the face carried with knives. Insults against the Jews and of the swastikas drawn with the felt on the victim. The whole in the oar of the RER of suburbs, in front of inert passengers.
I think I could submit that as a prose poem and get into an MFA program of my choice. "A baby violently reversed with his poussette...Blows and estafilades with the face carried with knives." And holy shit, I'm using the phrase "inert passengers" TODAY!
For les idiots Americains: this site.
And may I suggest: Bastille Day Drink Recipes
Tuesday, July 13, 2004
"TV Land will honor the life and work of acclaimed television, theater and film actress Isabel Sanford with a six-episode presentation of The Jeffersons on Wednesday, July 14 beginning at 8:00 PM (et/pt). TV Land has selected six of the most memorable episodes from The Jeffersons ranging from the series' first episode, "A Friend in Need," to Ms. Sanford's favorite, in which Sammy Davis Jr. guest stars -- "What Makes Sammy Run?" "
Monday, July 12, 2004
These days, they got so many sports you can hardly keep track of them: badminton, table tennis, synchronized swimming and who knows what else. In the old days, we stuck to your basic tried-and-true sports: your running, your wrestling, your chariot racing, your pankration.
What? You never heard of pankration? It was the king of combat sports -- a combination of boxing, wrestling, mugging and a good old-fashioned butt-kicking. In pankration, you could do almost anything to your opponent -- strangle him, kick him in the groin, bend his fingers back until they snapped like popsicle sticks. Now, that's entertainment! Of course, you weren't allowed to gouge a guy's eyes out. I mean, we weren't barbarians! If you started gouging somebody's eyes out, the judges would step in and beat you with sticks. Judges didn't pussyfoot around in those days.
Saturday, July 10, 2004
Friday, July 09, 2004
From the article:
"...a statement from owner Robert Fridley said the company is not playing the film because it believes that "Fahrenheit" is propaganda. 'It has always been and will continue to be our policy to refuse to play what we feel are propaganda films, no matter the source. It was and is our feeling that 'Fahrenheit 9/11' falls into that category,' he said."
Propaganda, schmopaganda. It's a red-and-blue nation, and people have already made up their minds. The Reps are going to see the movie and call it unfounded trash, and the Dems are going to see it and call it all the news that FOX doesn't show.
"'We believe in Michael Moore's freedom to make this movie,' Karasotes told the Michigan-based Mining Journal. 'We trust that our customers will recognize and respect our own freedom to choose not to show it. During a time of war, the American troops in Iraq (news - web sites) need and deserve our undivided support.'"
Well...okay, very patriotic. But support for the administration does not equal support for the troops. Just ask former Army Chief of Staff, Gen. Shinseki.
What's next, are booksellers there going to pull Michael Moore, Al Franken, Ann Coulter, Rush Limbaugh and Richard Clarke off the shelf? We need the controversy, we need the discussion. Let's allow it all to play and trust that the citizens of Grand Island, Nebraska, and Marquette, Wisconsin are intelligent, and able to watch a movie without believing it's all real.
Thursday, July 08, 2004
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
Monday, July 05, 2004
1. Read a newspaper, magazine, journal, or internet book review. We won't mention Oprah here.
2. Go to Barnes & Noble, Borders, or a local bookseller, hold the book, read a chapter. Peek at the last page. If it the number at the top of the page is greater than 700, purse lips and sigh.
3. If you're going to read it or use it as end table dressing, and it's discounted, buy it. If it's not discounted, put the book back on the shelf.
4. Compare prices at bn.com, amazon.com, half.com, or my new favorite, fetchbook.info.
5. Order your book at the lowest price, including shipping.
No doubt that Amazon.com, like E-Bay, started a cultural revolution in the digital universe, and helped popularize and consumerize the internet more than that crusading internet pioneer of yesteryear, Al Gore. The company's employee #55, James Marcus, shares his five years of experience as a senior editor and book mini-reviewer, in Amazonia: Five Years at the Epicenter of the Dot.Com Juggernaut. Read Jonathan Yardley's Washington Post book review. From the article:
"...Marcus is right to say that 'as the Internet becomes more and more of a mainstream phenomenon, it's easy to forget just how much utopian baggage it used to carry.' The Internet has 'a transcendental capacity to shrink time and distance' and 'has ushered entire communities into being, and given a literal twist to the notion of kindred spirits,' and it was out of such notions that Amazon was born."
Read the Amazon.com mini-review here.
Sunday, July 04, 2004
First P: The P from Potter in a "Harry Potter" poster. This P represents the movies/entertainment component of POP.
O: A Compact Disc. Represents the music.
Last P: Part of a pottery inkwell found in the first century B.C. This P represents the literature/print media component of POP.
The purple background is a modified bubble wrap image.
I got bored of the old template.
Friday, July 02, 2004
7/1/2004 Los Angeles, CA - Knitting Factory
7/2/2004 Santa Cruz, CA - Moe's Alley
7/3/2004 Jacksonville, OR - Britt Pavilion
7/6/2004 Chico, CA - Sierra Nevada Tap Room
7/7/2004 Saratoga, CA - Mountain Winery
7/8/2004 San Francisco, CA - KF! OG Live Lunch
7/8/2004 San Francisco, CA - The Independent
7/9/2004 Temecula, CA - Pechanga Resort & Casino
7/10/2004 Santa Barbara, CA - Lobero Theater
7/16/2004 Baltimore, MD - Artscape
7/17/2004 Philadelphia, PA - Penns Landing w/WXPN Annual Songwriters Weekend
7/18/2004 Winter Park, CO - Winter Park Ski Resort w/KBCO!
7/22/2004 London, UK - Bush Hall
7/23/2004 Nottingham, UK - The Maze
7/24/2004 Glasgow, UK - Royal Concert Hall
7/25/2004 Manchester, UK - Academy 3
7/28/2004 Dublin, Ireland - The Village - Dublin
7/31/2004 Caimbridge, UK - Cambridge Folk Festival
8/1/2004 Caimbridge, UK - Cambridge Folk Festival
8/5/2004 Boulder, CO - Fox Theater w/AAA Conference
8/7/2004 Newport, RI - Apple & Eve Newport Folk Festival
8/13/2004 Nashville, TN - SoBro Lot
8/28/2004 Schwenksville, PA - Philadelphia Folk Festival- Schwenksville
9/4/2004 Seattle, WA - Bumbershoot Festival
9/5/2004 San Francisco, CA - KFOG Oakland Art & Soul Festival w/Los Lobos
9/19/2004 Austin, TX - Zilker Park
10/9/2004 Irvine, CA - Verizon Wireless Amphitheater w/KZLA Big Bash
Thursday, July 01, 2004
From The New Atlantis, via ALDaily:
"Ten years ago, if you shouted 'nasolabial folds' at a crowd of middle-class, middle-aged women, they’d return baffled glances. Today they would nod knowingly, instantly begin trading tips on Botox injections and facelifts, and offer their informed reviews of the latest plastic surgery reality television show."