Friday, January 12, 2018

House on Fire

For years, actually decades, historians have been debating the proper division between private and public. Historians of gender, for example, talk about the gendered division of public and private spaces and the ways in which women (for example) subverted these binary divisions.

This particular blog is public. But sometimes I have wanted to post personal (i.e., private) thoughts. The fact that I want to do this publicly constitutes a kind of internal contradiction. I could easily write my deepest most personal thoughts in a document on my computer and keep it to myself, but something makes me want to share it here, which must mean, I want other people to see it. But that knowledge, that I am writing for an unknown (albeit very small) public would also automatically activate a kind of self-censorship. And that would defeat the purpose of something intimate -- I would slide back to artifice and pretension and all those things that regulate my public behavior.

So I've had a bit of a bumpy ride here at the beginning of 2018. I don't even how to begin to talk about it. I'm not actually sure I can talk about it, since to talk about it is to give voice to a reality that is too difficult to accept. But everyone will tell you that it's better to be upfront, to the accept the harsh realities of life than to delude oneself that things are OK.

So in lieu of actually talking about, here are some lyrics of mine.

I wrote this song when I was 21 and recorded it on a cassette tape which is still rolling around in a box in storage. I was trying to get a kind of '80s Springsteenesque vibe. Four chords, with some major 7th chords thrown in.

"House on Fire"

Remember that place near where you used to live
A half-made building with broken down steps
We'd sit at night next to the forbidden wire
Try and lift the shadows a little bit higher
Not knowing about tomorrow's house on fire

The soft rise of your breathing, so close to me
I swear I'd take care of you, the way it used to be
But the changes go past, and the road gets tired
We tell the truth, so says a liar
Caught in the light of this house on fire

I'm sitting at the window, looking at winter get colder
I feel the chill, and your head on my shoulder
Loosen the grip, when the things get tighter
Laugh together and fuck through our desires
And take a walk around this house on fire

Loneliness brings you together, it takes you apart
You weren't looking, but I saw it in your heart
You smile and this weight gets so much lighter
But then you flick a match, draw the curtains tighter
Guess there's no way out of this house on fire

Thursday, January 04, 2018

Favorite Movies 2017

Favorites, All Good Movies

In case you're interested, my 2016 picks are here.

Favorite Movies in 2017

1. Spiderman: Homecoming (Dir: Jon Watts)

2. Logan (Dir: James Mangold)

3. The Big Sick (Dir: Michael Showalter)

4. Thor: Ragnarok (Dir: Taika Waititi)
5. Call Me By Your Name (Dir: Luca Guadagnino)

6. It (Dir: Andy Muschietti)

7. Lady Bird (Dir: Greta Gerwig)

8. Star Wars: The Last Jedi (Dir: Rian Johnson)

9. I, Tonya (Dir: Craig Gillespie)

10. Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 (Dir: James Gunn)

11. T2: Trainspotting (Dir: Danny Boyle)

12. Wonder Woman (Dir: Patty Jenkins)

13. War For the Planet of the Apes (Dir: Matt Reeves)

14. The Lego Batman Movie (Dir: Chris McKay)

15. Battle Of The Sexes (Dir: Jonathan Dayton and Valerie Faris)

16. The Disaster Artist (Dir: James Franco)

Monday, January 01, 2018

Morbid Reminders 2017

Walter Becker, 67
   yeah, genius

Chuck Berry, 90
   no one talks about his lyrics but wow

Glen Campbell, 81
   I was a kid, my parents had this album, it was beautiful

Fred Cole, 69
   long live Dead Moon

Chris Cornell, 52
   the best voice?

Holger Czukay, 79
   Can, sampling, and Movies (1979)

Jonathan Demme, 73
   Stop Making Sense

Fats Domino, 89
   "Detroit City Blues," also wow what a discography

Gordon Downie, 53
   Tragically Hip

Al Jarreau, 76
   a forgotten song by him, "All"

Grant Hart, 56
   what to say, Hart > Mould

Allan Holdsworth, 70
   jazz fusion on I.O.U.

Tommy Keene, 59
   Boston power pop

Jaki Liebezeit, 78
   another Can casualty, and the 4th best drummer who ever lived?

David Peel, 73
   yes, I know him through Lennon

Tom Petty, 66
   the only song you need to know from him; ok, maybe not the only song

Maggie Roche, 65
   The Roches!

Clyde Stubblefield, 73
   the 3rd best drummer who ever lived, sampled forever????

Monday, July 03, 2017

From the heartland....

John [Cougar] Mellencamp - "Between A Laugh And A Tear"

From the album Scarecrow (1985), the transition album between John Cougar and John Mellencamp. An effective and sometimes moving slice of Springsteenesque classic rock, stripped down to guitars, bass, and drum. Backing vocals by Rickie Lee Jones

A bonus track: "On Saturday Afternoons in 1963" by Rickie Lee Jones from her self-titled debut (1979).

Thursday, June 29, 2017

kara-Lis coverdale - Grafts EP

This is kara-Lis coverdale with her recent EP Grafts.

Someone described her prior album (Aftertouches) as an "acrylic portrait of a Cronenberg-esque organism, morphing, half human, half machine."