Archive for February, 2007

Feb 26 2007

One from the vault

Published by under music

Bless You
The Court & Spark

Bless You is one of the Court and Spark's very earliest records (is Ventura Whites earlier? it sounds earlier) and I was surprised to hear of its existence. After all, I had Witch Season and Dead Diamond River and Hearts, so I thought I was doing pretty good. It wasn't until I was reading the article about them on Last.fm that I discovered their two early albums, and I was surprised by an Amazon review that declared this their best album ever, since surely it couldn't be better than Witch Season. But I was plenty excited to get it anyway, and when I put it in, boy, was I pleased.

While Witch Season is a little more up-tempo than Bless You, it doesn't really outshine the record in terms of energy, because a lot of the instrumentation in Bless You is somewhere between intense and frantic, especially some of the lead guitar work. The drums are also way up in the mix, which gives the slower beat a little more emotion.

But of course, with the Court and Spark, it's the songs that carry the day, not the arrangement. I submit that if you don't like "Rooster Mountain," we probably cannot be friends. Ditto "National Lights."

Actually, I probably don't proselytize enough for the Court and Spark, so I should point out here that some of my all time top 100 songs are scattered across the handful of C&S disks that I have. Check out "Suffolk Down Upon The Night," "Out on the Water," "Sundowner, You," "Berliners," "Titov Sang the Blues," and more. Like.. now. Check them out right now.

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Feb 26 2007

QotD: Best Day

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What is your favorite day of the week?

It's Saturday.

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Feb 22 2007

Baian the Assassin, assorted others

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Baian the Assassin is a television show from the late eighties/early nineties in Japan, set in the Edo period, about an acupuncturist who has a side business as an assassin. He's definitely an anti-hero (one of the actions he takes in the very first episode is pretty shocking), but still, he finds himself drawn into the backstories of the people he's going to assassinate for the episode–always with the suggestion that it is rare an unprofessional to ask questions about the victim–which goes a long way to presenting him as something more ethical than a regular run of the mill hired killer.

It isn't bad, but I'll tell you right now: if there are still gaps in your Zatoichi collection, either the movies or the TV shows, pass on this for now. You get two episodes in the first volume here, and although that works out to something like two-and-a-half hours, that's not much for the price you pay. The quality is also pretty iffy, shot for television, direct to video, and it shows. Ken Watanabe as Baian is… competent, but the role doesn't give him a lot of room to act. His sidekick is actually more compelling, in my opinion.

This weekend I also picked up a couple of early Court and Spark records, Ventura Whites and Bless You, which are good, but won't make you forget Witch Season, and also Get Him Eat Him's Casual Sex demo. I would have signed them.

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Feb 12 2007

Media Weekend

Published by under books,games,movies

This weekend I finished a book, a Video Game, and a DVD, in that order:

Made to Stick: Why Some Ideas Survive and Others Die, was written by brothers Chip and Dan Heath, and attempts to get to the root of ideas that are memorable, often so memorable that you can remember significant details about them after hearing them once. They propose a framework for such ideas that involves simplicity, concrete details, unexpectedness, credibility, emotional appeal, and storytelling aspects, and the book is littered with examples of such sticky ideas, used to draw out one or more of the framework components.

I think they've got a pretty good handle on some things that truly attention getting stories, commercials, &c., have in common, but I don't think the book does a particularly good job of explaining how to turn your boring idea into a sticky one. If you knew how to make your idea have more emotional appeal, after all, wouldn't you have done it? Still, the book is an interesting read.

Of course, I realize this is not my usual reading material. Chip Heath came to speak at one of our educational sessions, and the book was free. But as with Lawrence Lessig's book, I didn't have any trouble getting into it, even if it isn't about English politics of the 1860s or imperial China in the Tang Dynasty.

The game was Hotel Dusk: Room 215, a sort of graphic adventure game for the DS, in the mystery genre. As many people have noted, it is almost more like reading a book than playing a game, and you will like it to the exact extent that you like film noir. I liked it a fair amount, though I certainly didn't intend to play it for 6 hours on Sunday. Get it, or, you know, don't.

The 6th volume of the Zatoichi TV series was released at the end of January, and I put away all four episodes this weekend. There was some good stuff in here, and some very different stuff. Most Zatoichi movies (especially the early ones) and most of the previous TV episodes can generally be described as "Zatoichi shows up in a town, Yakuza bosses fight over whose side he will be on in the coming fight, he sort of gets disgusted with both sides, but for some personal reason, usually shows up to the fight, often killing both bosses." I don't want to make it sound like every episode is the same–there's a lot of room to move in that format and the show has been pretty enjoyable so far–but that probably fits the majority of them.

In this volume, however, there are a couple of very different episodes. One is the story of a blind female musician and her lover, in which Zatoichi plays a pretty minor part. Even the assassin who is sent to kill the girl is told not to bother killing Zatoichi. Of course, there is eventually a fight, but this is basically not his story. He is an observer. In another episode, two men are on a mission to avenge their boss, whom they acknowledge was a scumbag, but whom Zatoichi killed and to whom they promised loyalty. Of course, when they meet Zatoichi, they get to like him, so it's more tragic when they decide they have to go through with it anyway. Finally, there is an episode where Zatoichi returns to his home village, only to be chased down by dozens of Yakuza eager to collect the 500 ryo bounty on his head. When they make trouble for his village and kill the head of the temple where he was learning to be a priest, Zatoichi realizes that he will never have a quiet life and leaves to avoid emperilling the villagers. Sad stuff.

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Feb 01 2007

Golden Lotus (or Jin Ping Mei)

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Golden Lotus or Jin Ping Mei (alternate romanizations include Chin P'ing Mei) is one of the classic novels of imperial China, along with, for instance, The Scholars, Three Kingdoms, Outlaws of the Marsh, Journey to the West, and A Dream of Red Mansions. Of all of them (possible exception The Scholars), it is the one you're least likely to encounter. It is banned in China for its erotic content (of which I will say more later), so modern translations do not abound. Work was underway in the late 90's on a new translation, but generally only the first few volumes are available. The others were either abandoned, or, if I remember the story right, the translator is very old and may not outlive the task. Just to finish the textual discussion, the version I read is a 1939 UK translation, which originally had the vulgar parts rendered in latin, but which has recently been unexpurgated by translating them back into English. I offer you no picture because amazon does not possess a copy of the edition I read. Look for it on eBay.

The elephant in the living room here is obviously the vulgarity issue: how filthy is it, what did they translate back into English, and so on. I'm going to disappoint you now — the vulgar parts are by far the most boring. Yes, there are some pretty ribald descriptions in there, depicting oral and anal sex, watersports, light bondage, sex toys, menages a trois, and so on. In fact, they're all basically in every chapter. But after the tenth description of sexual acts between Hsi-men Ch'ing (old romanization, but that's going to happen in 1939 translations. Try… Ximen Qing) and one of his many partners, it becomes, well, if I can borrow a line from family guy: it's like, she's naked, but who gives a shit? Maybe if you still have access to the really really juvenile parts of your psyche, you might think it's funny when someone wants to "tease the flower in her bottom," or when someone "was adept at playing the flute," but yeah, it's not going to be a non-stop thrill ride.

What you are likely to find more edifying is the description of the interaction between his six wives, their various maids and manservants, and the singing boys and girls that come to the house. As if… Raise the Red Lantern was a full 100 chapter novel instead of a novella. If you enjoy that kind of family politics, there is probably enough to get you through the rest of the book.

I can't, in good conscience, give this a great recommendation, though. The last 20+ chapters are extremely tedious, dealing with the eventual fates of virtually every member of the household, long after the principals are dead. It's as if the author knew people were going to speculate on what happened after the story, so he decided to record…

You know exactly what it is? It's the fucking Silmarillion. Even if you like Tolkein, reading it is like pounding nails into your dick. Now imagine that they tacked that on to the end of the Return of the King. It would make the whole novel worse, right?

That's what's happening here.

So read it, or, you know, don't. It took me a year. I could have read Dream of Red Mansions three times in that span.

[P.S. - I don't know if a better translation would make it more palatable, but volume 3 of the new version was published in 2006, so there is some chance it will be finished eventually. Maybe a follow up review in 5 years?]

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