I ordered this CD from the Decemberists website. (Sadly Colin singing Morrissey is no longer available). This is, as the title states, Colin Meloy singing Sam Cooke songs.
I don’t know much about Sam Cooke (although I knew a few tunes from this disc). And, in my head, Sam Cooke doesn’t have a “catalog” of songs, like, say, Morrissey does. So, this came across as a disc of standards. And as such it’s very good.
If you like Meloy, you’ll like this. If you don’t, this isn’t going to covert you. It’s basically just him and his acoustic guitar (and an occasional backing vocal) singing these songs.
I have always liked “Cupid” so it’s nice to have a rendition of it. As for “Summertime,” I’m not sure why that’s considered a Sam Cooke song since it comes from Porgy and Bess. I didn’t know the other three songs, but they’re all quite good, uptempo jazzy numbers.
This EP makes me want to investigate a Sam Cooke Greatest Hits, to see what I’ve been missing. And maybe that was Meloy’s point all along.
I had ordered a couple of Schott’s Almanacs from the UK, because I thought it would be fun to see what was different about them from the U.S. versions (quite a lot actually). And while browsing for them, I found this parody of the series. So, for a few dollars used, I ordered it too.
Now any book that bills itself as “extensively researched, eccentrically compiled and irresponsibly written” pretty much lets you know what you’re getting. And it does conclude its summary by saying, “more than 250 pieces of useless, misleading and possibly dangerous information.” So, what might you expect?
This is a very strange parody of the series because it does three things at the same time: 1) It provides actual lists of actual things (which are, indeed, useless and silly). 2) It provides nonsensical/hypothetical questions (more on that shortly). And 3) It has stuff that is clearly made up and intended to be funny (but often isn’t) Continue Reading »
SOUNDTRACK: ARCADE FIRE Austin City Limits (2007).
Recorded in support of Neon Bible, this concert blew me away. I enjoyed Neon Bible quite a lot, but seeing the band in this concert setting was really amazing. The band was so exciting live.
From Win Butler’s intense performance (both on stage and in the audience) to his wife, Régine Chassagne’s multi-instrumental extravaganza (even if she does look like Susie Essman when she’s about to go off on a foul-mouthed tirade). To the exhausting and exhaustive rest of the band. They never stop. Even when they’re not playing anything, the are happy to join in on a random drum or cymbal.
Plus, how many bands do you get to see play the hurdygurdy?
There’s just so much going on onstage with this band (and of course they throw in little video screens as well!). And when Win grabs his mike stand and moves literally into the audience to finish one of the last songs, it was really invigorating (and would have been very exciting to have been in the front row there).
Even though it was televised, I felt like I was there. Oh, and it wasn’t just the theatrics, the band sounded amazing too. If I ever get the chance I hope to see them live, myself.
[READ: February 11, 2010] Wet Moon 2
I finally received Wet Moon 2 & 3 in the mail the other day. I was quite excited to get to them. And Volume 2 did not disappoint.
It is very apparent from Volume 2 that Campbell is in it for the long haul. Which is one way of saying that not very much “happens” in this book. Several plot threads from book 1 are teased out a bit, but nothing conclusive happens anywhere.
But that’s not to say that nothing happens at all. We learn the identity of the long-haired person whom Cleo runs away from in book one (an ex). We learn a little back story (and about a curious upside-down contraption from the person with no hair (who is named Fern). We learn that Wet Moon is full of more and more bizarre characters, and that there’s an FBI agent around town. We also learn that another Cleo Eats It sign has been found, although we don’t know anything more about who did it.
I can’t say that I pay a lot of attention to trends on TV. But, it seems to me that the use of the insult “douchebag” had been skyrocketing in the last few months.
I’ve always kind of liked the word because it’s almost quaint and it was so underused in conversation. And it feels so 1970s, like when I was a kid and we would say, They said “Bastard” on TV; somehow douchebag fits into that childish insult category. There’s so many other insults that are used every day that to hear a weird one like douchebag was kind of refreshing. To say nothing of the fact that it is actually an object (evidently–I’ve never actually seen one to confirm this).
Yet over the last few months, I think I may have heard it used on every show that we watch. I would speculate that it’s been used on How I met Your Mother, Community, New Adventures of Old Christine, The Big Bang Theory, Modern Family and Chuck. Oh and probably 30 Rock, too. (I can’t confirm this, I’m using my admittedly sketchy memory).
In fact, to confirm my suspicions I did a search and found that even the venerable New York Times has observed this increase in douchebag usage.
It’s funny as I’m not prudish at all, but I’m getting a little uncomfortable at hearing the word so much. Once in a while was fine, but it seems a little stale all of a sudden. I think I heard it three times in one night of TiVo catching up.
SOUNDTRACK: LES CLAYPOOL-Of Whales and Woe (2006).
Although I was a little disappointed with Of Fungi and Foe, I enjoyed it enough to want to track down Of Whales and Woe, since it seemed to be generally better received. What’s interesting about this disc is that it sounds a lot like Primus, except that rather than guitar, other various instruments have been substituted to accompany Les’ bass. And since one of the instruments is the saxophone, (and there’s no guitar) this album sounds (at times) like beloved Morphine (with a much funkier bass and completely un-sexy vocals).
On the first few listens, when I wasn’t listening very carefully, I really enjoyed the disc. It reminded me a lot of Primus, although it had a lot of Les’ solo quirks.
However, once I started scrutinizing it a bit more, I found I didn’t enjoy it as much. The first track, “Back Off Turkey” reminds me of some of the tracks on Fungi: wild and crazy sounding music but the vocals are so muddy it’s impossible to tell what’s up with the song.
On the opposite end from the Fungi-like bass heavy tracks, we have “Iowan Gal” a light -sounding and light-hearted romp about, well, an Iowan Gal. (There’s a lot of fun little quirks in there–Bow ditty bow bow).
And yet there’s some really great tracks on here: “One Better” is an amazing track, highlighting just how great Claypool is as a songwriter and arranger. This song lasts pretty long but because there’s a lot of different things going on, it never overstays its welcome.
Most of the songs are stories about various bizarro characters. And although I love Les’ characters, this turns into one of the downfalls of the disc. In the great tradition of storytelling songs, the songs tend to be verses only with nary a chorus. And that’s fine because most storytellers use the music as a background to accompany the story. Les’ music is far too aggressive/innovative/interesting to be background. So when you get a great wild bassline, you’re attracted to it. But when it lasts for 5 minutes with no changes, it’s exhausting. And trying to listen to lyrics along with it is, well, I think your brain just shuts down (especially when they are recorded low in the mix and are hard to hear). And so, the album feels a lot longer than it is.
Maybe I miss Ler’s amazing guitars. I’m still unclear about why Primus has split, especially if Les is writing songs that are not unlike Primus. Of course, having said all that, there is no denying the awesomeness of Les Claypool. The funny thing is that even a reigned-in Claypool is still pretty out there. I think maybe sometime he just goes too far out there.
[READ: February 7, 2010] Crogan’s Vengeance
When Sarah and I went to BEA, we spoke to the Oni Press guy who was praising this book, The Crogan Adventures, as a fantastic series aimed at teens, but really readable for the whole family. The premise is that the Crogan family (and there’s an extensive family tree on the back cover), all led exciting lives. The stories about these men are being told to the youngest Crogan boy Eric, in present day.
This first book is about Catfoot Crogan, an honest sailor who was more or less forced into a life of piracy in the 1700s. And the story is fantastic. There is sailor talk, there is swashbuckling, a terrible storm, even a shark! Continue Reading »
Claypool was asked to score a video game called The Spore Wars and, at around the same time, to score a movie called Pig Hunt. According to the liner notes of the disc, he used the templates that he made for the scores and fleshed them out to make this album.
This was the first Claypool solo album I’d bought in several years (since 2002’s Purple Onion). I’d heard “Mushroom Men” on the radio and really liked it, so I decided to get the disc. And I have to say overall I’m a little disappointed.
Now, I’ve been a Primus fan for years (I even saw them right after Suck on This) so I know what I’m getting with Les. And yet, maybe I don’t anymore. The disc is very percussion heavy, with lots of rather long songs. And although I love long songs, I love long songs that aren’t the same thing for 6 or so minutes. I also rather miss Claypool’s voice. He doesn’t sing a lot of these songs in his typical falsetto. There’s a lot of very deep voiced, rather processed sounding voices here (it works great on the muh muh muh muhshroom men, but not so great elsewhere). Because when you combine that with the bass and percussion, it’ really hard to hear what he’s on about (and Claypool lyrics are half the fun).
Plus, we know that with Primus’ own brand of weirdness, a little goes a long way. So, hearing the same bizarro riff for 4 minutes can be trying.
Despite the criticisms, the disc is good in small doses. The first 4 tracks are all really solid. But that 5th track, “What would George Martin Do?” just sucks all the life out of the disc. The same goofy riff for 6 minutes with completely unintelligible lyrics. Ouch. But “You Can’t Tell Errol Anything” picks up the pace somewhat with a wonderful Tom Waits-ian soundtrack. The addition of Eugene Hutz on insane wailing vocals brings a wonderful new level of dementia to the disc.
Throughout the disc there some amazing bass riffs (of course) and some really cool effects thrown onto the bass (and other instruments). But the overall feel of the disc is just too samey. I think the music would probably work really well as soundtrack music, but it lacks a little something by itself.
I’m not suggesting that Claypool needs to be more poppy, because that’s hardly it (although he does have an amazing gift for clever hooks), but it’s possible that he needs an editor. Was that the role Ler played in Primus? Who will ever know?
[READ: February 5, 2010] Diario de Oaxaca
Wa-HA-Ca (that’s how you pronounce Oaxaca (the first question I had)).
I ordered this book for our Spanish collection without really knowing what it was about. When it arrived I had a hard time deciding where to catalog it…is it a graphic novel? a biography? It’s bilingual so does it even go in the Spanish collection, which has much less circulation than our English collection? As I flipped though the book, it looked really cool, so I decided to just read it and figure it out for myself.
Peter Kuper is, among other things, the drawer of Mad Magazine’s Spy vs Spy since about 1997. Sometime in 2006, Kuper decided to go on sabbatical from the politics of George W. Bush. He and his family packed up and moved to Oaxaca, Mexico for two years. While he was there, the city experienced a semi-annual teacher’s strike. However, this particular strike turned bloody when the President of Oaxaca turned his soldiers against the strikers. Continue Reading »
If someone were to create a band that tickled all of my fancy spots, on paper it would be Muse. Vocals like Thom Yorke from Radiohead. Heavy heavy guitars. And yet, not afraid to have prog rock keyboard sections. On top of that, throw in pretentious titles (how about a subtitle in French?), or, just for kicks, a three part suite called “Exogenesis: Symphony.” Oh, sure and let’s just throw in a clarinet solo in one of the songs too. Okay, so that’s Muse.
I’ve been a fan of Muse for quite a few years, before they really broke in the U.S. (Origin of Symmetry being a particular favorite). I’m still amazed that they’ve had success here, given their proclivities towards excess. But more power to them.
For some reason, this disc (despite all the pros in the first paragraph) didn’t really grab me that much at first. The first single “Uprising,” is awesome: heavy, rocking, over the top choruses, everything you could want in a pseudo political rebellion type song. But somewhere after that I felt the disc drifted a bit.
Further listens changed my mind though, and I think that “United States of Eurasia” is great while “Guiding Light” (which could easily be mistaken for Queen) is fantastic. In fact the entire end of the album, “MK Ultra,” “I Belong to You/Mon Coeur S’Ouvre a Ta Voix” and the symphony are a wonderfully decadent 25 minutes of music.
Clearly Muse isn’t for everyone, but I’m really pleased that they’re finding their fans.
[READ: Week of February 1, 2010] 2666 [pg 102-159]
This week’s reading contains a lot of dreams and it often felt like a dream while reading it.
We pick up right where we left off, with El Cerdo telling our friends about his visit with Archimboldi. We learn a little about why Archimboldi called El Cerdo, but nothing about what he was doing in Mexico City. It turns out that El Cerdo knows Archimboldi’s publisher Mrs Buber. (And Dieter Hellfield speculates that she, herself, may be Archimboldi. [I secretly wondered if he might be a woman given that earlier in the book, it was mentioned that [part of what was so unusual about Archimboldi’s name was that it was a feminine form of the name.] However, his incredible height has definitely thrown me. And of course, since El Cerdo reports to have talked to him, it seems very unlikely at this point.) Continue Reading »
In addition to reading, Sarah and I watch TV, too. In the past, I posted occasional updates to a Tab devoted to TV. But I’m going to put new information in individual posts instead. So I’m starting with this season’s TV.
Of course, in the last couple of years, TV has changed from working on an easy to summarize Spring/Fall schedule to having shows appear almost at random. This really undermines the very idea of a “season,” so I’m including a show or two from the end of 2009 as well.
One surprising thing about recent TV is how I watch almost nothing on the CW or Fox. These were my mainstays as recent as two years ago, but they’ve totally dropped the ball lately. And I can’t believe how much I’m enjoying shows on CBS (isn’t that the old people’s network?).
The death of J.D. Salinger totally overshdowed the death of Howard Zinn (which I just found out about today while reading a tribute to Salinger).
Howard Zinn was one of my favorite political writers, and I would have to say the one who has influenced me the most. I first learned about him through You Can’t Be Neutral on a Moving Train, and have read most of his works since then.
His People’s History of the United States is an amazing read, and will make you rethink what you learned (or didn’t) about American history. Zinn always spoke up for the underdog, and he tried to get people to see history (and current events) through the eyes of the average worker, not just the people who make and write history.
He was also a very outspoken anti-war activist. He even spoke publicly against “popular” wars; railing against the military industrial complex and the inevitable injustices that war creates.
And in all of his writings and speeches, he was never stodgy or dull.
I’m not sure who will pick up the torch that he has now dropped. But he will surely be missed.
Technically, not exactly a soundtrack, but I do talk about the music, so it counts.
I don’t think I was allowed to see Kiss Meets the Phantom of the Park movie when it came on TV in 1978. I have seen it many times since then, and have enjoyed its cheesiness each time. But it has been many years since I last watched it (it was on a recorded VHS tape, so it’s at least ten years). Imagine my delight to see that it was included on the KISSOLOGY Vol 2 DVD.
Except, rather than the TV movie, what they have included is the “European theatrical” release (did this really get shown in theaters in Europe? Judging by the poster that I placed here, yes.).
I can’t really compare the two as it has been so long, but I knew there were a few differences right off the bat. The most obvious to me was the inclusion of Kiss solo songs over random (sort of appropriate) scenes. The use of “Radioactive” when Gene is crushing things was inspired. And “Fractured Mirror” works well anywhere in the movie. The Peter songs seem out of place, and I’m not entirely sure about connecting Abner Devereaux to “Mr. Make Believe” but I guess that’s the least of the movie’s problems, right?
This version also has some lengthy concert scenes with the band rocking out in front of stock footage of fans. I simply don’t reall if this was included in the original, but I think one of the sonsg actually sounded live (while the others were clearly mimed). According to various internet sites, Attack also removes a lot of Ace’s dialogue. This seems very likely, as I thought he had a lot more bad puns. And I had to wonder if that’s why they included this version rather than the Phantom of the Park (since Gene seems to dislike Ace so much).
What really strikes me about the movie though is how much Kiss is NOT in it. I mean, it’s at least 30 minutes before they show up at all (we get some delightful scenes with Chopper and his 30-year-old-teenage thugs). They do some concerts but, since they are the crux of the plot, you’d think they’d have more than a few actual lines. Of course, it’s not a very good movie, so what’s the point in nitpicking?
Like how all of a sudden, she’s hanging out with the band while they’re all sitting around. And Paul is playing acoustic guitar and Peter crooning “Beth.” I’d love to get a copy of the guitar version of “Beth,” though! Or how the whole concept of the Kiss talismen is not even introduced until like the last 15 minutes of the movie.
It’s of course all worth it to hear the supremely awesome robot Kiss band’s song “Rip and Destroy” (to the tune of “Hotter Than Hell”) which the fans at first hate but quickly come around to. And then decide that it would be a good idea to rip up the theme park (which we sadly do not get to see).
Of course, watching this version makes me want to see the original TV version just to see what the differences were, but it sounds like that DVD will never see the light of day. I wonder if I still have that VHS tape anywhere?
[READ: January 15, 2010] North World Vol 2.
As Volume 2 of this saga opens, we see Conrad settling down. He has retired his sword, moved home with his dad and begun working in his dad’s business as an accountant.
But he really can’t settle down. The local thugs are still plotting revenge against him and his coworker, Kailee (a kick ass witch), shows up wondering why he hasn’t completed his assignment yet. His assignment? Conrad was tired of slaying evil giant animals, so he took a bigger assignment. Go to Coeur de Lac to fight a demon summoner. The problem is that Couer du Lac is where he’s from, and where he ran away from many many years ago.
He’s conflicted about going home, but when he gets back to Couer de Lac, he realizes that things seem not quite right. Continue Reading »
SOUNDTRACK: THE SAW DOCTORS-If This Is Rock’n’Roll, I Want My Old Job Back (1991).
A line from a Saw Doctors song is quoted in this book, so why not review the whole disc,yeah?
I’d first heard of The Saw Doctors in college. My friend Jaime brought this very disc over to a party (although I prefer the title of their second disc: All the Way from Tuam, better). I din’t really give them much thought after that. But then, several years later I saw them live at the Guinness Fleadh Festival and they were fantastic. I saw them at another show elsewhere (details are sketchy now) and they were excellent then too.
This is their first disc and it’s a bit more subdued and folky than their later releases. The fun part, of course, is the singer’s greatly Irish-accented singing and so many of the regional references. I mentioned earlier that there’s a song quoted in this book, and that song is “N17” one of the great anthem songs of all time (even if you’ve never been on the N17, which indeed, I have not, I’ll still happily sing “I wish I was on the N SEVENTEEN, stone walls and the grass is green”).
In general, but even moreso on their later discs, they sing anthemic folk rock (the kind of songs that work very well live). But they mix elements of trad, punk and just good old rock in as well. In many ways they’re like a clean cut version of the Pogues (I mean, just look at them on the cover of their greatest hits). And their Greatest Hits is a good place to check them out. You get a lot of singles (and they are definitely a singles band), for a good oul’ Oirish rocking time.
I recently learned that they are one of the highest selling Irish artists of all time (although I can think of maybe one other band that has outsold them, yeah?).
[READ: January 31, 2010] These Green fields
Full disclosure right up front. The author of this book is the boyfriend of one of my friend’s sisters. Of course, I’ve never met him, and I’ve only met her once or twice, so it’s not like they’re any conflict of interest, but I know how the internet likes to gossip, so I’ll be straight witcha.
I ordered the book from his site, and when it arrived, I was a little concerned because the back cover and the prologue were rather confusing. Confusing not because they’re about hurling (a lot more on that later) but confusing because the writing wasn’t that sharp. The back cover just didn’t really grab me, and the prologue, while in retrospect makes a lot of sense, it just wasn’t all that exciting. But that problem was cleared up once the book proper started, so I had my guard up for naught.
But so what’s this about hurling? Well, hurling is an Irish sport (and I’m going to mangle this, so my apologies to those who know the game better than me). Okay, so basically, you’re on a big field with goals at either end (like soccer, say). But each goal, in addition to having a net (which has a goalkeeper) also has uprights (like American football, say). Points are scored in two ways: Hit the ball through the uprights and you get one point. Hit the ball past the goalie and you get 3 points. But just to confuse matters, the scoring delineates between the two forms of scoring: Goals-Points, so you see scores like 2-16 to 3-19. I believe that it’s the total point tally that picks the winner, but it’s amazing how quickly fans can look at these tallies and tell who won.
And what a bout the ball? Well, I’ll back a up a little and say that thee are two sports that are played on this field. (Both sports are sponsored by the GAA, the Gaelic Athletic Association): Gaelic Football and Hurling. Gaelic Football uses a ball like a soccer ball (forgive me, Gaelic Footballers for that simplification). But hurling, glorious hurling, goes in another route altogether. The ball is similar to a baseball and the bat–yes they use a bat–is like a field hockey stick, except the base is flat. (I have a sliotar (the ball) and a hurley (the bat) at home, although I’ve never really gotten to use them.
So the men (women play a similar game called camogie) run up and down the field with these hurleys scooping up the ball and running with the ball balanced on the end of the hurley (you can only use your hands to catch a ball in the air or to throw it to yourself for self-hitting purposes). And when you get close enough, as you might imagine, you whack the ball at the goal. I’ll repeat. You run with the bat and ball, stop and whack the ball down the field with your stick. Is there any doubt what sport real men play? By the way helmets became compulsory on Jan 1, 2010. American Football, you’re a bunch of nancy-boys compared to this.
Oh, and the players are all volunteers! My friend Louise told me that her teachers used to play on the weekend and they would routinely come into class with black eyes or busted teeth.
For an official explanation of this awesome game, check out these videos (#2 has some great footage and playing rules):