3/30/2010

100 Favorite Songs: 91-95

Second to last.

91. “Every Moment” by Rogue Wave (2004)

Brevity with a solid beat.


10 extra points for the Mormon shoutout.


92. “So Far Away” by Carol King (1971)

5th grade was the year after my BFF moved away, the year that my ultimate elementary school love moved away, and the year I questioned God's existence. In other words, I spent that year depressed, but Carole King's Tapestry on repeat helped. "So Far Away" is one of my favorite songs on the album.


They're all so little!


93. “The Things We Do For Love” by 10cc (1977)

Let's cheer up with a perfectly written pop song, "The Things We Do For Love." The chord progression in the bridge is so good. And what is it about a piano that automatically makes a pop song that much bouncier and awesome?


Good effort with the live vocal harmonies, fellas.


94. “I’m Only Sleeping” by The Beatles (1966)

Oh, John. Sleep is fantastic. Here's the incredibly true and catchy song as the Beatles defeat a dragon (song starts about 2:00).


WTF.


95. “Superstar” by The Carpenters (1971, original "Groupie (Superstar)" written in 1969 by Bonnie Bramlett and Leon Russell)

Such a lovely melody and deep voice.

A chorus I'm not afraid to bust out on all occasions.

3/29/2010

Grit, glamor, and historicity

Chinatown (1974) does an amazing thing: combines the glamor of 1930s costume with more modern camera techniques. In this way, the film becomes both an homage to the noir films that inspired it, but also comes into its own. It brings more grit with handheld cameras and long naturally choreographed takes that bring the film closer to reality. I appreciated this approach because it created a film that felt like the time period it was trying to portray, but in a way that could only happen with advancement in technology, not to mention the lifting of censorship.

Unfortunately, this isn't always the case. Too many times have I seen films that seem to be overtly trying for a time period. An obvious example would be The Wedding Singer (1998), which screams everything obvious and horrible about the 80s (granted, this was kind of the point and what added humor to the movie).

Perhaps a better comparison to Chinatown is 1984's Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom which also takes place in the 30s. Temple of Doom tries so hard to look 30s glamor at the beginning, that it in fact just looks 80s. I guess in this case the movie showcases the view of historicity that texts (films, etc.) are more representative of their own time period than the period they are trying to tell about. An interesting concept, but I find it annoyingly distracting when a time period is aimed for SO MUCH.

Honestly, there is no excuse for that harpy Willie and her ruby red dress.

It's just so 30s, you know? (I hate Spielberg and Lucas so much for letting this character happen).

Here, I'll give you subtle costuming from Chinatown to wash your brain of that travesty:


Anyway, what do you think? Do you have any movies that bother you because they are TOO costume-y?

Also, I find 70s and 90s "period films" to be the most timeless looking (based on a quick top-of-my-brain assessment that included Little Women and The Godfather). Is that totally off-base?

3/27/2010

Cannonball Read #15: The Martian Chronicles

When I first read Ray Bradbury's The Martian Chronicles in high school, it blew my mind. This time I read it, and I was only mildly interested. The ideas weren't enriched by years of life experience so much as became overwrought. The book consists of several short stories (some were previously published in magazines, etc.) that give different perspectives of life on Mars, from Martians to earth men. Men first come to Mars to explore, and then to flee the violence on earth, and then leave because a great war has broken out on earth (solidarity, I guess).

Although some of my lackluster second reading has to do with how dated I found the book this time. Obviously the story ("Way in the Middle of the Air") involving all the black people in the south fleeing oppressive white bosses is dated in the 40s-era it was originally written. But more dated to me was the lack of imagination Bradbury had for gender roles. I mean, even the Martian women are homemakers that live at the whim of their husband's decisions. Sure, some of the women are given some sass or an equal relationship with their husband, but the vast majority of the stories involved little female influence (especially the stories about space expedition crews). The story that had the most colorful female character was "The Silent Towns" where all the earth people have gone back to earth for the great war except one man and one woman. Unfortunately for the man (who was waiting for his 7 Brides for 7 Brothers kind of wife), the woman is overweight (now that everyone who told her to watch what she ate is gone) and waaay to eager to get married, so the man chooses to be alone. Haha?

Plus, the story I remember loving the most the first time, "Usher II," seemed kind of douchey pretentious. It's about a rich guy getting revenge for all the stolen books/movies that were censored (Fahrenheit 451-style) by killing the government agents involved. Although I was still amused by the Poe-inspired deaths, it just wasn't as hilarious as the first time I read it.

Things I still loved? The stories that involved earth men falling in love with Mars and wanting to protect it. "--And the Moon Be Still As Bright" tells the story of an archaeologist, Spendor, who ends up using violence against his own crew to protect the freshly vacated Martian towns. I understood the man's need to protect such beautiful things from those who wouldn't get it. Also, "The Green Morning" about Mars' Johnny Appleseed also struck me with its aloneness and awe at an empty planet.

All in all, it's a good collection of stories that explore what humans would do to a new planet using evidence of past conquests. I like its mosaic style of storytelling, the way different perspectives put together a more holistic view of the overall story. The Martian Chronicles is a pretty good read.

100 Favorite Songs: 86-90

Organ-licious


86. “Tempted” by Squeeze (1981)

Blue-eyed soul!

I always try to find a live rendition of the song close to when the song was released. I feel like songs lose their immediacy the more times they've been played, you can see that especially in bands that have been touring for years. In other words, the best thing I could find is this music video:


I love when they break it down with different vocalists/octaves.


87. “Whiter Shade of Pale” by Procol Harem (1967)

Mmmm. Organ.


Ultimate goal in life: play this song on a church organ.


88. “One Headlight” by The Wallflowers (1997)

A good, solid rock song.


Jakob Dylan: totally a fox.


89. “Dreaming of You” by Selena (1995)

I've seen the movie Selena (1997) about a millions times which has contributed to my undying love of both Jennifer Lopez and this song. I just can't fight it.

Actual Selena footage starts at about 2:20:


This is the end of the movie...is you couldn't tell.


90. “The Bachelor and the Bride” by The Decemberists (2003)

This is a pretty creepy song, but deliciously so. And I love the bass line of this song. Also, more organ.


I would like to thank Decemberists fans for not being annoyingly loud.

3/25/2010

In case you were wondering

I've been in SoCal for the last week visiting my friend Shauna, and subsequently being adopted into her circle of friends. But fear not, faithful reader. I took some ridiculously touristy pictures in LA that I will share with you:

This is me awkwardly standing in front of Grauman's Chinese Theatre.


A kind of blurry picture of Clark "So Manly in a Mustache" Gable's square.


A pretty great picture of William "Beautifully Sarcastic and also has a Mustache" Powell's square.


Shauna and RDJ. 'nuff said.


Me with another old school actor square, the lovely and deep-voiced Gregory Peck's.


Shauna's hands are the same size as Bing Crosby's. Wowza!

And...

I took this picture of gargantuan Jim Morrison at Venice Beach. You're welcome.

3/18/2010

100 Favorite Songs: 81-85

The one with the surprise ending.


81. “Don’t Go Breakin’ My Heart” by Elton John and Kiki Dee (1976)

I can't resist a fabulous duet.


Best or worst promotional video ever?


82. “Sweet Baby James” by James Taylor (1970)

Written for James Taylor's nephew James, this song is a perfect lullaby.


Incredibly weird to see him so young.


83. “Cocaine Blues” by Johnny Cash (1968) (written by T.J. "Red" Arnall in 1947)

I think this would be the perfect campfire song.


It's just so fun to sing along to, really.


84. “Baby I Love Your Way” by Peter Frampton (1975)

Yes. Peter Frampton. It's a good song, okay?

And at least I didn't choose this version.


Also, wikipedia tells me it was written by Bob Marley so...face.


85. “Fast Cars and Freedom” by Rascal Flatts (2005)

Once again outing myself as a lover of cheesy cheesy songs. I cannot resist a good pop song, even if it's got a splash or 12 of country.


You have to admit these fellas sound good live.