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old business

First things first — only really a couple things of note about the SFJ lecture from like two weeks ago that I’m just writing on now:

Overall, I think if he had had something specific to start off talking about, it might’ve had more direction and been a little more focused — I think doing the whole thing as a Q&A was a bit much. Also, I think he’s more of a writer than an off-the-cuff talker, and I can’t fault him for that, as I am too.

There were a few things I wish he had taken in a different direction — for example, one audience member suggested the intellectual/emotional dichotomy with respect to listening. I think that was a good opportunity to talk about differences in motivation for producing and consuming music, and to talk about how those two aren’t always necessarily separate and also can’t be privileged over one another. But it sort of just devolved into a discussion of Battles — which didn’t completely gloss over those ideas, but I’m not sure it was teased out enough as a concept to satisfy the question.

Also — and I’ll paste something I wrote elsewhere in the internet universe here about this — another audience member suggested that critics (she cited experience in the alt-weekly scene locally) don’t like to own their opinions, and tend to try to find good things in what they write instead of being straight about music they just don’ t like.

For my two cents, I think given the amount of space we have to work with at our paper specifically, I tend to try to only choose artists/bands to write about that I think have some merit. The only place that tends not to always be true is if we have room for straight-up reviews of local bands, in which case I tend to try to offer constructive criticism. I won’t talk up a band if I don’t think they’re got something good going on, but I’ll point out what’s good and not so good about their record so that they have something to work on.

Also I tend — and this is a personal preference — to not care that much about critics’ straight-up value judgments because a critic who’s focusing on whether or not they like an album will tend not to spend enough time (in my opinion) looking at why it works or doesn’t. Which isn’t to say I don’t want a critic to ever register a value judgment, but I’d much rather read reviews that put the emphasis on description rather than evaluation, simply because other people’s personal responses on an emotional level don’t necessarily inform my response to a record (or any sort of cultural artifact) and, for my part, I don’t think there’s anything about my personal response that ought to inform someone else’s.

The one thing that really got me, though, was SFJ’s response to the question about the state of hip-hop today; he essentially said that “IF hip-hop is dead, then maybe it should just hang up its medals,” because 30 years is a great run. His analogy was that Buddy Holly died in 1959, and in the 1980’s people weren’t mourning the loss of Buddy Holly as something that left a gaping hole in the landscape of pop music.

Obviously that’s a faulty analogy, and gets to the crux of what’s wrong with his entire idea here: Buddy Holly was one artist, and hop hop is an entire genre of music. I’d say — and Sasha would likely disagree, I suppose — that hip hop shouldn’t even be considered a subgenre of rock. It’s a musical form of its own with myriad subgenres and a tendency to constantly reinvent itself, just like rock & roll. It came up from oral traditions completely outside of the realm of the American pop music that came before it. I doubt he’d say that “if rock is dead, that’s okay;” there are all kinds of ways for rock to shift forms and refresh. Same goes for hip hop.

Of course, I suspect if challenged on that statement (and I would’ve challenged it but it was toward the end of the lecture and I didn’t want to make him go over time), he’d back down and explain that he just meant hip hop as it currently exists a mainstream, popular form, or something along those lines. There are ways to water down that statement to make it slightly more applicable, but it would take a lot of work.

All that having been said, I think that for he’s a good writer and normally astute critic who tends to put his foot in his mouth, then take some time to bring it back out.

weekend, w/ show review

How was my weekend, you ask? Splendid, thank you!

I did things like get my oil changed (it’s every nine months or 3000 miles, right? right?) and clean my apartment and turn my filing cabinet back into a filing cabinet instead of a piling cabinet. I got the same thing I always get at Taste of India, and checked out Life In Bed and Good Night, States at the Brillobox, as promised.

Life In Bed has had some lineup changes of late — the last time I saw them was last summer, and they were about to take on a new guitarist. Since then they’ve gotten a new bass player too, and they changes are pretty clear. It’s nice to see lineup changes actually change a band like that to an extent; it makes it obvious that there’s a certain amount of collaborative energy going on there.

Good Night, States sounded excellent, though they were rather tired from doing some recording. It was my first time seeing them live, finally. If I didn’t make it clear before, I like their album and think it’s worth checking out if you haven’t yet. There’s a certain complexity to the song structures that I didn’t even register that much upon my first several listens, but which makes it a fun record to listen to over and over.

The Slits are coming this Friday and I haven’t gotten a ticket yet. I bet they’re sold out, eh? Hrmmm.

If you’re lucky, I’ll soon be blogging about how much I hate electoral politics. Maybe.

a gift that’s bigger than the box it came in

So anyway — Baby Dee Saturday night was splendid. The crowd was a little weird — mostly stuffy people who didn’t laugh when it was appropriate. But whatever. Dee’s album is pretty great, and if she’s coming through your town in the future, check her out.

This weekend is Hair Police and Blues Control at Roboto Friday and Saturday nights, respectively . . . just blogged on that over at FFW>>. In between time, I’m going back to Torley tonight to re-learn how to make the vegetarian meatball substitute known inappropriately as pirate balls.

on random

  • Over at the other blog (clicky on that spot to the right that says “FFW>>”), I just posted about Nicole Reynolds; I might’ve mentioned her briefly before in this space, but she’s worth mentioning again because she’s really good and has a show tomorrow night and apparently works on a sheep farm in New Bethlehem of all things! I suppose that’s the next best thing to Llama Llove.
  • Sasha Frere-Jones is speaking at CMU on Friday — it happens at 6PM, McConomy Auditorium. I will likely show. We’re supposed to bring ideas for a lively Q&A. I will ask him all about what it is like to have a brother who creates typefaces.
  • I’ve noticed lately a dearth of Jack Horkheimer on WQED. What gives? I am mining my inside source in hopes of finding an answer. If you have any clues in the meantime, do send them along. I’d like to get to the bottom of this ASAP. I mean, we have a lunar eclipse to deal with here and I haven’t seen Jack in months! I don’t know what to do with myself!

in the mix

Friday is the Torley St. Mixtape Potluck, a yearly tradition I helped found which carries on even as I have passed on into the next world borough. Basically, it’s a regular potluck except the added feature is that if you bring a mixtape (or CD), you can enter it in the random exchange and leave at the end of the night with someone else’s mix. Sometimes you end up with a totally precious, sweet mix; sometimes you end up with something somewhat careless. It’s not about receiving, though, it’s about pushing your own superior musical tastes on others! That’s what the holidays are all about, of course.

The Torleys, in fact, are garnering something of a reputation for mixtape escapades, having gotten a mixtape-related autograph message from none other than local celeb documentarian (and rumored occasional Pub Quiz attender) Rick Sebak! (Crazy autograph, Rick — does SEBAK stand for something? “Superbly Educated Bearer of All Knowledge?”)

Anyway, I finished my mix last night, and NO I won’t tell you what’s on it, fool, but I will tell you that it is something of an impressionistic portrait of a winter day spent on one’s own? And it’s on tape, of course, despite the fact that taping is becoming more and more difficult, with tape decks falling into disrepair and new recorders hard to come by. I stand by the structural details that surround the cassette as mixing medium: the four points of tension (beginning, end of side 1, beginning of side 2, end), the time constraints, the equality of time spans between the sides. I don’t mean to sound like a romantic luddite; I honestly see structural advantages to the medium.

verses: a contest

This weekend I got the brand new Daniel Higgs (he’s Daniel “belteShazzar” Higgs this time around) record, Metempsychotic Melodies, as well as last year’s Ancestral Songs (credited to Daniel (Arcus Incus Ululat) Higgs, Interdimensional Song-Seamstress). In lieu of a traditional review, I present to you a contest:

Following are ten excerpts of verse. Some are from Daniel Higgs; the remainder are from Rumi. Your job is to guess which are which. The contest will begin at the moment this post is published, and will end Wednesday (November 21, 2007) at 2:00 PM 4:00 PM EST whenever I say it’s over. Present your answers to me via email (see sidebar). Closest to 100% gets a special yet-undecided handmade gift compliments of the Andybot. If there are multiple winners, I’ll somehow randomly draw from the top names to determine who recieves the prize. Obviously since you’re sitting at a computer you could pretty easily cheat but that wouldn’t be fair NOR fun. Right? Live by the golden rule: Don’t be a jagoff.

Good luck!

1.
You’re song,
a wished-for song.

Go through the ear to the center
where sky is, where wind,
where silent knowing.

Put seeds and cover them.
Blades will sprout
where you do your work.

2.

Love is the way messengers
from the mystery tell us things.

Love is the mother. We are her children.
She shines inside us, visible-invisible,

as we lose trust or feel it start to grow again.

3.

If I were many I would circle around You
If I were few I would mimic You
If we were but one never to divide
If I divide yet half destroyed
Am I not Thy faithful steward?

4.

Opposites are drawn into your presence but
not to be resolved. You are not whole

or ever complete. You are the wonder
without willpower going where you want.

5.

On the scalp of the sun
We will find a sign inscribed
Of the triple genitalia
As if to remind us
That we will be mated.

6.

I take a pilgrim’s shape steadfast and true
Searching for the burning beacon of you
And though I circle wide and wander drear
Drawn forever on through your pervading nearness
Love is a gravity that bows us down

7.

Dance, when you’re broken open.
Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of the fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance, when you’re perfectly free.

8.

My Love, these living rags I wear
My Beloved, the daughter of the Sea and the Air
The reflecting Sea beneath the invisible Air
The conjunction of everything with everywhere

9.

You are the well-spring of untamed light
You are a song-form forming at night
You are the primitive and universal alphabet
You are a chain of worlds bound in time.

10.

If the beloved is everywhere,
the lover is a veil,

But when living itself
becomes the Friend,
lovers disappear.

music schedule, w/ nested parentheses

  • This week’s paper (finally) featured my review of Phil Boyd’s new Hidden Twin record.
  • Next week’s paper will have my words on Horseback (the solo-ish project of Jenks Miller, who, in the Chapel Hill Family Tree, is one degree from both Heather (they are in Un Deux Trois together) and Emilyfriend’s man-friend Aaron (they are in In the Year Of the Pig together and in fact Aaron will be with Horseback on tour) and Casiotone For the Painfully Alone, another one-dude project that you may already know. I feel a little weird because these previews are some of the most positive and nearly fanboyish I’ve written, but they both happen to be acts that I think are absolutely at the top of their given game. Horseback plays Roboto on Wednesday the 14th; Casiotone plays Garfield Artworks Saturday the 10th. Both are recommended.
  • You may remember my ill-attended show for Joe Jack Talcum of the Dead Milkmen a few months ago; he returns with his current band, The Low Budgets, at Howler’s on Sunday night (the 4th).
  • OH YES I AM DOING THIS SHOW NEXT WEDNESDAY NIGHT! The 7th! For Slingshot Dakota and Flotilla Way and Branches! It’s at Roboto and will be fun so come and have happy times. These are cute bands.

a music update

A few things coming up –

  • Wrote this week about Gowns, the ex-Amps for Christ, ex-Mae Shi psych “folk” band playing Garfield Artworks on Friday. Should be good, might very well drop by. I feel completely clueless as to my plans for this weekend and as such am afraid to commit to anything. But maybe.
  • One other thing going on this weekend is the Mike Tamburo-curated Fantastic Voyagers Festival, Saturday and Sunday at AIR on the North Side. I’ll definitely check out at least some parts of that; lots of excellent solo musicians and musicians who aren’t usually solo but will be this weekend. I hope that sentence is coherent to you.
  • Enon is next Wednesday at Garfield Artworks; that’s something.
  • Joe Jack Talcum is returning with his current band, the Low Budgets, playing Howler’s on Sunday, Nov. 4 along with Phat Man Dee and the River City Rebels — no really. I think if I remember correctly my first Roboto II experience was an attempt to see River City Rebels there in 2001. Someone took our money then later told us RCR would not be showing. I was sad then; I guess this is my chance to finally see them, now that I couldn’t care less and in fact will likely be very unhappy to watch them.
  • Here’s the flyer for the Slingshot Dakota show, bro:

FLYER

gettin’ relijus

Last night was Old Time Relijun at GA. Best show I’ve seen in a while — OTR is in my top tier of favorite bands as of the present. Arrington never fails to put on a great show. They played some new stuff and some older stuff (”Casino!”) and made people dance (maybe a bit too much at times — the girl next to me was starting to freak me out and I almost took her aside and said something like, “Girlfriend, your moves are SCARIN’ me. Chill wit dat.”)

There are numerous things that I may or may not do this weekend — I kinda feel like chilling a lot because I have this race thing and I’ve never done that before and it scares me a little. But, just in case you want to know all the places I MIGHT be — Friday night is the Six Gallery Press reading at ModernFormations, and also Ben Hardt, whom I wouldn’t mind checking out, at Brillobox. Saturday evening is the Teddy Duchamp’s Army reunion (with Allies, Kim Phuc, others) at Belvedere’s and also a couple party type things. Sunday night is I Adapt at Roboto and also Slim Cessna at the Pub.

Speaking of I Adapt, two short things in the paper this week: I Adapt and Uz Jsme Doma.

uh, articles.

I forgot to do the thing where I link you to the things I wrote for this week’s paper. So:

Geoff Farina/Glorytellers: I didn’t end up getting an interview in time and the show was last night so whatever, a lot of good reading that one’ll do you.  If you bother, look out for the one completely tangential paragraph in which I start to discuss lyricism in a theoretical manner. That’s good for a laugh.

Eli Keszler/Ashley Paul: This show is tonight, so there’s still a chance to go. Short article, I could’ve written more as I pulled off something of an interview for it.

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