Monday, October 29, 2007

Into the Prine

Into the Wild won me over within the first few minutes. Midway through, Alexander Supertramp, AKA Christopher McCandless (Emile Hirsch), and his new friend, Tracy (Kristen Stewart), duet on "Angel from Montgomery."

Granted, it comes from out of left field that he can play an in-
strument (some kind of keyboard contraption), but this is a guy who went with the flow. Sean Penn's filmmaking reflects that flow.

The duo don't perform the world's greatest rendition, but it
would strain credibility if they did. The tune fits the tone of
the piece perfectly. For me, it sealed the deal. John Prine
wrote an amazing song, and his version is great, but Bonnie
Raitt made it her own—it's one of the happiest marriages be-
tween material and performer in the history of popular music:






It really gets to me. And Raitt delivers the lyrical anguish with admirable restraint. Similarly, the movie got to me, too. It's ironic, because one concerns a short life; the other a long one.

In Penn's view—I haven't read Jon Krakauer's book—McCand-
less lived the life he wanted to lead. In Prine's view, his subject compromised her happiness, but retained ownership of her soul. Instead, she asks, "Just give me one thing / that I can hold on to."

She could be Giulietta Masina at the end of Nights of Cabiria: a survivor. Sometimes even the smallest gesture of support can put you back on track. And if that's all it takes—you ain't dead yet.



Then there's this bit: "But how the hell can a person / go on to work in the morning / to come home in the evening / and have nothing to say." I've been reading Cormac McCarthy's No Country for Old Men, and this passage would fit right in—so clean. Yet messy.

It occurs to me that McCandless gives Hal Holbrook's widower Ron "one thing" that he "can hold on to." So, in a sense, Penn's film combines both perspectives: young and old, foolhardy and cautious—optimistic and resigned. Neither is right or better. On screen, Christopher may seem the more heroic character, but his recklessness comes with a price. At least he doesn't die in vain.



Endnote: Image from OutNow!, video
from YouTube. Click here for part two.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

The Day of the Locust and Locust Music

Author/screenwriter Nathanael West
(1903-1940) died young, but he left two
celebrated novels behind, Miss Lonelyhearts (1933) and The Day of the Locust (1939).

The latter is one of the finest
roman á clefs ever written about
Hollywood, on par with Budd
Schulberg's What Makes Sammy
Run? and Joan Didion's Play It As It Lays. (Or
the uber-cynical cinematic equivalents: Billy
Wilder's Sunset Blvd and Robert Altman's The
Player.) It also features a character named—
yes, that's
right—Homer Simpson.

Locust Music is an independent label located in Chicago. Last year, founder Dawson Prater released one of my favorite records, Starless and Bible Black's self-titled debut. This year, he has continued to issue material that defies easy categorization, like Silmaril's The Voyage of Icarus and Begushkin's Nightly Things.

An element of folk runs through these recordings, but that doesn't make Locust a folk label, not when some artists use samplers and other electronic devices. As Kelefah Sanneh (The New York Times) quips, it "specializes in music too weird to be considered old-fashioned." Well, weird's a bit much, but unique—definitely.

230 Divisadero230 Divisadero
"Hands" (mp3)
from "230 Divisadero"
(Locust Music)

More On This Album

230 Divisadero, 230 Divisadero, Locust Music

Whispery words meet fuzzy, buzzy instrumentation
on the debut from this two-man duo. Matt Shaw hails
from Britain and Nick Grey from Monaco. Their long-
distance working relationship recalls the Tall Dwarfs
and the Postal Service, but their music stands alone.

The two are joined by guests on guitar, clarinet, and
bass. They also credit Hasmig Bedrossian for soprano
voice ("Old Photograph") and Constance Lozet for random
humming ("For Cody"). For the most part, though, they
created these lovely, multi-layered sounds on their own.



The Family Elan, Stare of Dawn, Locust Music

Considering that Glasgow's Chris Hladowski cites Greek, Kurdish, and Azerbaijani devotional music as influences, it may seem simplistic, if not misleading, to compare the Family Elan to the Incredible String Band, a British collective formed in the 1960s.

However, the ISB's Mike Heron and Robin Williamson also looked to the East for inspiration, specifically to India and Pakistan (hence the tabla and sitar). Hladowski's instruments of choice include the bouzouki and long-necked lute, while partner Hanna Tuulikki joins in on voice and flute.

Stare of Dawn is a contemporary affair, but it could easily be the product of another era. Or plane of existence. Similarly, it's easy to lose track of time when listening to these five long pieces. Time doesn't stop, it just...expands. (Time is flowing like a river/ to the sea...)

My knowledge of devotional music is limited, but I get the
same feeling listening to the Family Elan as to Sufi vocalist
(and former UW artist-in-residence) Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan,
even if the emphasis is on the chiming, droning playing rather than the soft-spoken singing (Khan was a full-throated vocalist).

Stare of DawnThe Family Elan
"Wide Eyed Fox" (mp3)
from "Stare of Dawn"
(Locust Music)

More On This Album

Do Hladowski and Tuulikki also enter a trance-like state
when they perform? Does their audience also dance like
whirling dervishes? It wouldn't surprise me if they did.



Henry Flynt & Nova'billy,
Henry Flynt and Nova'billy, Locust Music

Is Flynt an avant-gardist or just a trippy freak?
-- François Couture, the
All Music Guide

Talk about uncategorizable. Nova'billy, which stalked
the Earth—specifically Lower Manhattan—from 1974-
1975, mates southern-fried rock with free-jazz skronk.

According to Eugene Chadbourne's illuminating AMG biography, Flynt
was an associate of Yoko Ono, the
Velvet Underground (he sat in for
John Cale), and La Monte Young. On Locust's fourth Flynt release (see below
for more), the North Carolina native is credited with vocals, violin, and guitar.

With a maximum of jamming—
Flynt's violin playing is particularly
virtuosic—and a minimum of (left-wing) vocalizing, you
could recommend this live album to fans of Little Feat and
Ornette Coleman, the Allman Brothers Band and Pharaoh Saunders. And how many artists can you say that about?

Note: Other Flynt releases on Locust include Raga Electric - Experimental Music: 1963-1971, I Don't Wanna, and Purified by the
Fire. Image credit: Henry Flynt at Nova'billy concert, The Kitchen, June 27, 1975, photo by Peter Moore © the Estate of Peter Moore.



Paul Metzger, Deliverance, Locust Music

Paul Metzger's fifth solo effort, Deliverance, which seems unlikely to have been influenced by the classic 1972 John Boorman movie—or the James Dickey book that inspired it—consists of three pieces. All played on the 21-string banjo. In
no way, shape, or form does it resemble the film's famous "Dueling Banjos." Not that that would be a terrible thing. It just doesn't.

To my ears, the Minnesota musician's customized banjo sounds like a violin crossed with a sitar, and brings to mind the string-work of local guitar maestro (and sometime-Locust recording artist) Sir Richard Bishop. On an LP, the first two tunes ("Orans" and "Bright Red Stone")
probably fit on one side, while the 31:07-minute title track
most likely takes up the entirety of the other (Deliverance
is also available on 180-gram vinyl in a gatefold sleeve).

In Arthur, Byron Coley and Thurston Moore describe the disc
as a "brilliant long-form acoustic exploration of the cosmos' outer tears, free from cliché and dullness." Yep, that about sums it up.



Ethan Rose, Spinning Pieces, Locust Music

The sophomore release from Oregon's Ethan Rose
is also comprised of three tracks. The insert explains
the thinking behind its structure, i.e. "These pieces were
originally issued as limited edition multiples by Locust Music."

The first track, "The Singing Tower" (2007), was "sourced
from the automated carillon at Stanford University." The
second, "...The Dot and the Line..." (2004), was "sourced
from player pianos at the Immortal Piano Company" (located
in his Portland hometown). And the last, "Miniature & Sea"
(2003), was "sourced from music boxes and optical film reader."

Despite the divergent dates, sound sources, and locations,
the three pieces work together surprisingly well. Music
writers often (and understandably) use the word "nostalgic"
to describe Rose's delicate, handcrafted work—it's the aural
analogue of a film by Britain's fabulous Brothers Quay.



Endnote: For more information, please visit Locust Music. Images: Nathanael West from Find a Grave (he and his wife are buried in Maspeth, NY), the Family Elan from their MySpace Page, Henry Flynt from Henry Flynt Philosophy (including Tony Conrad's photographs of Flynt and director Jack Smith picketing MOMA!), and Paul Metzger from Webzine Millefeulle.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

The October Suite: October 2007 Reviews

These are the reviews
(and other assignments)
I'm working on this month.

Amazon DVDs: Family Ties - The Second Season [four-disc set] (click here for season one), The Panama Deception, Interview, Manufactured Landscapes, The Devil Came on Horseback, The L Word - The Complete Fourth Season [four-disc set], and two from the Criterion Collection: Stranger Than Paradise and Eclipse Series 6 - Carlos Saura's Flamenco Trilogy (Blood Wedding, Carmen, and El Amor Brujo).

When it rains, it pours...bring on the rain!

Amazon Theatricals: Reservation Road (Terry George directs Joaquin Phoenix and Mark Ruffalo), Gone Baby Gone (Ben Affleck directs his brother, Casey, in this Dennis Lehane adaptation), Elizabeth: The Golden Age, Lars and the Real Girl (with Ryan Gosling and his unusual...friend), No Country for Old Men (Coen Brothers adapt Cormac McCarthy), Love in the Time of Cholera (Mike Newell adapts Gabriel Garcia Márquez) and Control (Anton Corbijn profiles Ian Curtis).

Yes! I've only been blogging about the latter since June, and I just received my copy of Unknown Pleasures in the mail yesterday (never owned it on CD before). Also, look what made the cover of this month's Sight and Sound...

Resonance DVDs: Cinema 16: European Short Films (an embarrassment of riches from Andrea Arnold, Lynne Ramsay, and 14 other great directors).

Seattle Film Blog: The Witnesses (André Téchiné directs Emmanuelle Béart), The Pornographers (part of the NWFF's Shohei Imamura retrospective), Let's Get Lost (Bruce Weber on Chet Baker), and Before the Devil Knows You're Dead (Sidney! Lumet!).

Endnote: I'm always trying to combine my interest in music and film. Please click here for Mick Jones on his feelings about the two forms. While I'm at it, Julien Temple's documentary, Joe Strummer: The Future Is Unwrittenopens at Seattle's Varsity Theater on Nov 9.

The October Suite is a 1966 recording by Gary McFarland and Steve Kuhn. For more information about Kristian St. Clair's This Is Gary McFarland—I review the film, which is currently unavailable on video—please click here. Images from This Is Gary McFarland (St. Clair's put together a boffo website) and Sight and Sound, the world's best film magazine.

Monday, October 01, 2007

Top of the World, Ma!

Top of the World, Ma!

Every few months, I check Google to see where my reviews (and other pieces) are ending up. Here are some of the more interesting results.


Bit Torrent:
AMG review of Little Wings – Look at What the Light Did

Blog for America:
Amazon review of Hacking Democracy

BlueBeat:
AMG bio of Keren Ann

Doors Left Open:
Amazon review of the Decemberists - The Crane Wife

The Official John Densmore Forum:
Amazon review of Ciao, Manhattan!

MTV.com:
AMG bio of Keren Ann
This bio is getting a lot of play (see previous search results).

Music Eldorado:
AMG review of OP8 - Slush

Seven Generational
Ruminations:
Amazon review of Crude Awakening

TV Shows on DVD:
Amazon review of Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman – Volume 1
So, where's Volume 2 already?

WLS, 890AM - Chicago's Talk Station:
Amazon review of Broken English

And lastly:

All Music Guide to the Blues, Country, and Hip-hop:
I'm listed as a contributor to all three books.
That was news to me (I wrote for the AMG between 2001-2003).

Endnote: Hot Splice, the NWFF Blog, has linked to my reviews before. In a recent post, publicist Ryan Davis introduces You're Gonna Miss Me with, "There’s also this knowledgeable, with less crazy-rock-star-rise-and-fall hang up, response to the film at Seattle Film Blog—published last week, but I’m just getting around to linking to it now." I get another shout-out here. Also, The Seattle Weekly's Hannah Levin calls me a "kick-ass blogger" in this entry (and speaking of Miranda July, I defend her in this Slog comment). Pictures from Google Images.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Masculin-Féminin: Carrie Akre and More

Carrie Akre,
...Last the Evening,
Loveless [10/30/07]

Nothing can keep Carrie Akre down. Back in the 1990s when the major labels were scooping up every act that
had anything to do with the Northwest, her bands Hammerbox and Goodness got swept
into the maelstrom. As with most other non-grunge acts—see
the Posies and Harvey Danger—those relationships weren't
built to last, but Akre soldiered on as a solo performer.

Now Seattle claims a number of self-assured female performers, like Sera Cahoone and Laura Veirs, but Akre got there first. I don't mean to suggest that she predates Heart, but Ann and Nancy Wilson were rockers before they turned the volume down for the Lovemongers (they also originated in Vancouver, not Seattle).

As ever, Akre resists trends. It's always been one of her biggest strengths—and weaknesses. She's a belter. Unless a woman is working in the idioms of blues or metal, there isn't much of a call for belters nowadays. The rock reign of Janis Joplin and Grace Slick ended decades ago.

...Last the Evening was produced by Steve Fisk and features Mark Pickerel on drums and Johnny Sangster on guitar, but there's no alt-country here. Throughout, Fisk keeps the focus on Akre's powerful pipes and generic lyrics like, "I believe that dreams will come true if we have faith." Akre's third solo outing, after Home (2000) and Invitation (2002), doesn't sound much different from the kind of thing So-Cal twentysomethings, like Sara Bareilles and Colbie Caillat, are doing. It isn't bad, but her mid-tempo pop-rock is too straightahead for my taste. Still, I admire her perseverence, and hope this record reaches more sympathetic ears.

The Bird and the Bee, Please Clap
Your Hands, Metro Blue/EMI [9/25/07]

I fell in love with the Bird and the Bee upon release of their debut. This EP represents the duo's dance-oriented side, but it's still dreamy pop. (By "dance," I mean go-go boot shimmying rather than robotic raving.) Whether it'll make new fans, I couldn't say, but I can't imagine that those already familiar will be disappointed. And I find it amusing that they titled the first track "Polite Dance Song." It almost plays like a response to The Bird
and the Bee's "Fucking Boyfriend," a rather impolite dance song.

The four originals are joined by an extraneous cover of "How
Deep Is Your Love" with backing vocals by Sia ("Breathe Me"). Personally, I wish they had selected something from earlier in the Bee Gees' career, like enchantingly fey 1960s tracks "Holiday" or "New York Mining Disaster 1941." That could've resulted in something more surprising and satisfying, since the Bird and the Bee don't have much new to bring to this disco-era ballad.

The Capstan Shafts, Environ
Maiden, Rainbow Quartz [10/16/07]

In contrast to the prog-rockers of old and their side-length
suites, Environ Maiden consists of 29 lo-fi miniatures with
a slight British accent. I can't be the first to compare the Cap-
stan Shafts to Guided by Voices. (As it turns out, I'm not.) Further, Vermont's Dean Wells, a professional woodworker,
claims to have been inspired by GBV's early gem Vampire on Titus.

Like GBV's Robert Pollard, Wells is a prolific fellow: 17 releases on a variety of labels since 1999. Other writers have compared him to early David Bowie, Destroyer, and the entire Elephant 6 collective (Olivia Tremor Control, Apples on Stereo, etc.). It's true, all true.


One of the best damn songs ever!

I also hear a smidgen of Wreckless Eric (see "Whole Wide World" above). Like Eric, his voice breaks at times, but it's never irritating, always appealing—and I'm not suggesting he does it on purpose (there's nothing calculated about this recording). As you can probably tell: I like Environ Maiden a lot, but it feels as if I've heard it before. No worries. It's a pleasant form of déjà vu.

Click here to stream the album.

Endnote: Masculin-Féminin image from French New Wave (Jean-Luc Godard, 1966; Jean-Pierre Léaud with pop singer Chantal Goya), Carrie Akre image from her official website, video from YouTube. For more information about the Bird
and the Bee, please click here. For the Capstan Shafts, here.

9/29 Update: Coincidentally enough, I received Nina Simone's Anthology for my birthday. On this two-disc set, Simone covers
"To Love Somebody." No, she doesn't turn into into a dusky blues
or an anguished operetta. On the contrary, she keeps things light—bouyant even. I pronounce it the best Brothers Gibb cover ever.

Friday, September 21, 2007

From Supermodels to Skateboards: One Last Thing...

Every once in awhile two editors will unknowingly assign the same review to different writers. But, to
quote Highlander, there
can only be one, and I just noticed that the Amazon editorial review for the following was penned by another contributor.
Since I (also) took the time to cover it, my piece now lives here.

ONE LAST THING...
(Alex Steyermark, US, 2005, 93 mins.)


A comedy about terminal illness is bound to be a risky proposition. Thankfully, One Last Thing... skips past the
symptoms, the diagnosis, and the tears straight to the final
wish of pot-smoking 16-year-old Dylan (Michael Angarano,
also cast as a terminally ill teen in Lords of Dogtown). The
comedy, incidentally, isn't broad, while the marijuana is
medicinal (though healthy pals Ricky and Slap also partake).

When United Gift Givers offer to fulfill Dylan's deepest desire,
“The Wish Kid,” as he becomes known, requests a weekend with supermodel Nikki Sinclair (Sunny Mabrey). He doesn't mind the newfound fame, but it makes his widowed mother, Karen (Sex
and the City's Cynthia Nixon), uncomfortable (an un-credited Ethan Hawke portrays his father in flashbacks). She just wants
to spend some quality time with her son while she still can.

As for Nikki, she isn't the golden girl her image would indicate. Actually, the model has an attitude problem, so her agent, Arlene (Bound's Gina Gershon), insists Nikki meet the kid to generate some positive press. Her plan works, but Dylan was hoping for more than just a photo op. He travels to New York to try again.

Directed by Alex Steyermark (Prey for Rock & Roll with Gershon), One Last Thing... neatly dodges the "tasteless" tag, but the balance between comedy and drama is decidedly delicate. With Tony Award winner Brian Stokes Mitchell (Ragtime) as Dylan's doctor and Wyclef Jean (the Fugees) as a kindly cab driver.

Endnote: Click here for the Slog post that reminded me
about this film in the first place. As for Angarano, I like the
guy. You may know him best as Jack's son on Will & Grace.
Most recently, he starred in Black Irish, a domestic drama from this year's Seattle International Film Festival. Not a bad little picture, and it looks like it's just been picked up for distribution.

The best place to start with Angarano is probably Lords
of Dogtown
(2005), although Heath Ledger and Into the Wild's Emile Hirsch pretty much steal that particular show. I'm sorry
more people didn't give it a chance. It's one of the rare ultra-mas-
culine movies to be directed by a woman (Thirteen's Catherine Hardwicke). Here's to many more. Picture from Google Images.

10/1 Update: Speaking of Into the Wild, I just caught a
screening yesterday. Wow—it's easily one of the year's best.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Lord, Have Mercy: Ridley Scott's Domino

Lord, Have Mercy

Oh oh Domino (it's all right)
Roll me over, Romeo,

There you go
Lord, have mercy
I said oh-oh, Domino.
-- Van Morrison, "Domino" (1970)

I meant to post this ages ago. Hey, better late than never.
At least, I save everything I think I can use, even if that
use gets pushed further into the future than intended.


So, here's the key portion from Ron Rosenbaum's appreciation
of Domino
, one of my favorite films of 2005. It's funny, but I'm
not even a Tony Scott fan, though I liked Déjà Vu well enough.

I prefer his brother, Ridley (Alien, Blade Runner), and can't wait
to see American Gangster, which stars Russell Crowe (Ridley's Gladiator) and Denzel Washington (Tony's Man on Fire).

Not that Domino neglects the racial subtext of everything American. There
is that weird—what degree
of reality is this?—realistic 'episode' of the
Jerry Springer Show in which one of the characters [Mo'Nique] goes

on with a 'flow chart' to show her different ways of naming the racial fissures, fractures, and fusions that have destabilized the notion of what’s 'American' in the first place. She wants to bestow official recognition on categories such as 'Blacktino,' 'Chinegro,' 'Japanic' to reflect the fracturing of unofficial identities. As if a 'flow chart' can capture the flow.

I love that scene. Bill, who forwarded the piece, adds, "Quentin Tarantino says that Domino is one of his five favorite films of 2005. His other four were The Devil's Rejects, Wolf Creek, Hustle & Flow, and Sin City." Also, note the similarity between the look of Domino and the look of Wong Kar-Wai's 2046 [above left]. Shocking, isn't it? (Christopher Doyle shot 2046, Daniel Mindel shot Domino.) The two films otherwise have nothing in common.



Domino, which has nothing in common with Morrison either—though I couldn't resist the reference—also features Mickey Rourke, Edgar Ramirez, Christopher Walken, Lucy Liu, Delroy Lindo, Dabney Coleman, Jacqueline Bisset, Macy Gray, Mena Suvari, and 90210's Ian Ziering and Brian Austin Green.
The screenplay was written by Donnie Darko's Richard Kelly.

And that's pretty much all you need to know. Except for the unnecessary limb removal scene—a Tony Scott specialty—
it's an unadulterated blast. Great hip-hop soundtrack, too.



Endnote: Keira Knightley who plays Domino, a character inspired by Laurence Harvey's bounty hunter daughter, stars
in Silk, which is currently playing at Seattle's Seven Gables.

She next appears in Joe Wright's adaptation of Ian McEwan's Atonement, which garnered rave reviews at the Venice Film Festival. Wright previously directed her in Pride & Prejudice.
On my Top 30, Domino and Pride & Prejudice tied for #26.

American Gangster is set to be released on 11/2, Atonement
on 12/7. Images from Google Images, lyrics from Oldie Lyrics.