Friday, October 22, 2004
just watched Aki Kurasmaki's The Man Without A Past which was excellent. Kati Outinen really deserved her Cannes prize.
Posted by Peter at 10:06 PM
Maine, vote to get rid of Bush and leave the bears alone!
"Bear guides disagree, saying hunting with bait requires perseverance and patience. They note that only one-fourth of bait hunters are able to bag a bear.
'It's a tough job to go out and sit motionless for six hours a day in a tree stand,' said Wayne Bosowicz of Foggy Mountain Guide Service. 'It takes a certain breed of hunter. It's not a walk in the park.' "
Posted by Peter at 9:25 AM
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
lovely glimpses of Fred Neil, Karen Dalton & c. from the whole first chapter of Bob Dylan's Chronicles
"Fred played for about twenty minutes and then introduced all the rest of the acts, then came back up to play whenever he felt like it, whenever the joint was packed. The acts were disjointed, awkward and seemed to have come from the Ted Mack Amateur Hour, a popular TV show. The audience was mostly collegiate types, suburbanites, lunch-hour secretaries, sailors and tourists. Everybody performed from ten to fifteen minutes. Fred would play for however long he felt, however long the inspiration would last. Freddy had the flow, dressed conservatively, sullen and brooding, with an enigmatical gaze, peachlike complexion, hair splashed with curls and an angry and powerful baritone voice that struck blue notes and blasted them to the rafters with or without a mike. He was the emperor of the place, even had his own harem, his devotees. You couldn't touch him. Everything revolved around him. Years later, Freddy would write the hit song 'Everybody's Talkin'.' I never played any of my own sets. I just accompanied Neil on all of his and that's where I began playing regular in New York. "
Posted by Peter at 2:22 PM
good Steve Lacy appreciation
"What sets Lacy apart from other jazz composers is his devotion to the song form. Influenced by everyone from Weill to Webern, Lacy's settings of poetry borrow from both jazz and classical music yet are beholden to neither. His output--over 100 settings of poets such as Robert Creeley, Jack Kerouac, and Bob Kaufman--makes him something of a jazz Schubert. Like Schubert, Lacy wraps a mantle around the words, adding a new layer of meaning with melodies that enhance and illuminate them, as if the music were his own gloss of the text. At gigs without a vocalist--always his wife, the singer Irene Aebi--Lacy would simply read the poem before launching into the tune. His voice deployed the same shades of nuance that his horn did."
Posted by Peter at 12:07 AM
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
(preparing for election night on the US Armed Forces Network of Vietnam)
nice appreciation of Timothy Crouse's classic account of the '72 campaign coverage'Boys on the Bus'
"Some reporters thrived in this suffocating palace atmosphere. They began to think of themselves as part of the White House, and they proudly identified themselves as being 'from the White House press' instead of mentioning the paper they worked for. They forgot that they were handout artists and convinced themselves that they were somehow associates of a man who was shaping epochal events. . . . The faces of these men [in old photos on the pressroom wall] were infused with a funny expression, a pathetic aura of pride, a sense that they were taking part in the colossal moments of history. Now most of those moments were forgotten, and no one remembered a word that any of these men had written."
Posted by Peter at 3:08 PM
A Very British Coup
"When Harry Perkins, a plain-spoken steelworker and third-generation socialist, becomes prime minister in a landslide Labour Party victory, the entrenched ruling class goes to work in a very British way to bring him down. With help from a smarmy media mogul and a like-minded U.S. government, Perkins' enemies wage a brutal but bloodless battle for control."
Watched the first episode last night, and listened to the interview with the author of the book (which I haven't read) Chris Mullin, now a Labour MP. Very much a period piece--Perkins trumps the IMF with Moscow cash!--but not without contemporary resonance. And the sadly deceased Ray MacAnally was just brilliant. (Yesterday a few seconds of Tommy Douglas reciting "Jerusalem" and then Sun Ra on an old Sat Night Live, all good omens as was the Sox win))
Posted by Peter at 11:10 AM
Monday, October 18, 2004
Posted by Peter at 2:33 PM
i refute it thus
"What matters is that nothing in Heisenberg's uncertainty principle applies to any object larger than a molecule. We may not be able to determine precisely where an electron is--but we know exactly where a rock, desk, or chair is. Uncertainty at the quantum level washes out when averaged across the quadrillions of quantum-sized particles in a baseball, whose position may then be precisely known. There is no uncertainty about most physics of the macro world, and no uncertainty about how we experience that world."
Posted by Peter at 9:49 AM
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Without a Doubt a must read
"''You think he's an idiot, don't you?'' I said, no, I didn't. ''No, you do, all of you do, up and down the West Coast, the East Coast, a few blocks in southern Manhattan called Wall Street. Let me clue you in. We don't care. You see, you're outnumbered 2 to 1 by folks in the big, wide middle of America, busy working people who don't read The New York Times or Washington Post or The L.A. Times. And you know what they like? They like the way he walks and the way he points, the way he exudes confidence. They have faith in him. And when you attack him for his malaprops, his jumbled syntax, it's good for us. Because you know what those folks don't like? They don't like you!'' In this instance, the final ''you,'' of course, meant the entire reality-based community. "
Posted by Peter at 4:34 PM