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November 2, 2009

This Halloween: Pearl Jam as Devo

October 29, 2009

Review: Jackson proves he still had 'it' in documentary
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Let me preface this post, by openly admitting my love for Michael Jackson’s music. His discography takes up, at least, 50 percent of my life’s soundtrack.

I admit. I, too, was skeptical of Michael the Person amidst the child molestation charges and baby-over-balcony episode. But I never doubted Michael the Performer.

Watching him in Michael Jackson’s This Is It on Wednesday was simply magical.

The documentary gives us a glimpse of Michael’s artistic process as he rehearses in Los Angeles’ Staples Center for 50 concerts scheduled in London.

We see Michael hand pick his dancers, critique the sound engineers, and gently command his musicians to make the beat “funkier.” We see him motivate everyone around him to enjoy the ride that didn’t materialize because of his untimely death in June. He demanded perfection, as he said, “all for love. L-O-V-E.”

From the first song, “Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin',” to the last, “Man in the Mirror,” the theater audience was captivated by his charisma.

Michael’s voice switched from soft and somber in “Human Nature” to rough and raunchy in “Bad.” Every note dripped with emotion. Very few artists can make you feel a song like he could.

And I don’t know of another 50-year-old man who could move with such vigor. His signature spins, crotch grabs and moonwalk were still crisp. Even his backup dancers, probably all 20-somethings, watched in awe as Michael got down to “Billie Jean.” A man sitting a row ahead of me shook his head and said, "Mike, you bad."

Pyrotechnics, 3-D videos and elaborate stage sets completed the spectacle. The concert had all of the elements to place Michael back onto his pop music throne.

I am so sad that he physically cannot share his talent with the world. But concert and film director Kenny Ortega and his crew have given us a piece of Michael on film.

If you want an opportunity to see the King of Pop in all his glory, this movie is ’it.’

By Dioni L. Wise, Staff Writer

October 28, 2009

Spike Lee on Tyler Perry: "We can do better."

As a white guy I always feel vaguely racist pointing out that I think Tyler Perry's movies are kind of crap and strike me as not terribly good -- or even accurate -- portrayals of black people in America.

Spike Lee has no such qualms, being very careful not to go after Perry personally but going the long way around to call his type of entertainment "coonery bufoonery."

What do you think?

 

Fall is on! Time for porters and stouts!
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If I had a dime for every time that I heard people say, "I don't like those dark beers," or explain any kind of "darker" beer (i.e., Yuengling or Newcastle) as "too heavy," or simply shy away from a good ol' Guinness stout because they believe the beer will get them a little too far too quickly, I would be a millionaire.

Eric Asimov, the NYTimes's wine critic, has something to add to the discussion on stouts in his piece, available here:

... many people think stout is a formidable blockbuster of an ale, heavy and alcoholic, just the way they assume darker roasts of coffee have more caffeine than lighter roasts. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Stout in its classic form is one of the lighter ales, paradoxically full-bodied yet delicate. For years, my go-to midday brew was draft Guinness Stout, a once-rare beer that has become easier and easier to find in New York in the years since the city’s beer consciousness was raised. Aside from the enticing flavors of roasted barley and coffee, a properly pulled pint is low in alcohol, around 4 percent, fractionally less even than Bud Light. It’s probably wishful thinking, but I like to think a midday stout aids the digestion. I know it improves the imagination.

Yep, folks, a stout can be pretty tasty, if you have the right head for them (and as I write, I know that some will never be reached. But Guinness has fewer calories than many "light" beers).

Some will tell you that there's little difference between porters and stouts. And depending on which side of the line that you stand on for that debate, there is little. But the primary difference that I see is stouts tend to have less alcohol, while porters often are higher in alcohol content. That could all be backwards, though, as it seems that definitions for porters and stouts tend to be moving targets and change form brewery to brewery.

If anyone out there has more wisdom to offer on the debate, please send your know-how along.

Porters and their flavors can range. So let's get into that range, shall we?

A rich porter with a solid mouthfeel, the Sierra Nevada Porter is a good starting point for first-timers. Once you head from there, come back to North Carolina for the Duck Rabbit Porter which hits you with that wonderful coffee-and-chocolate flavor, and what I thought was a hint of hazelnut. The People's Porter is reliably one of my favorites, and widely available on draft around here. You haven't really had a porter until you've had a draft porter.

And if you want to get into more tweaked porters, there's no lack of options. When you decide to get kinky, try out the Stone Smoked Porter. The brewers there have an ego, and it's rightly deserved.

The other week I paid a visit to City Beverage in Winston-Salem, which was holding a baltic porter tasting. Among the selections were the Smuttynose Baltic Porter and Victory Baltic Thunder. Both heavier, higher gravity and not for the faint-of-heart.

If you're a porter fan, you'll wind up in the Baltics eventually. Often these big beers come in big bottles and are great to have with a big meal, for that warm feeling when you put on your jacket to go on your post-dinner stroll over fallen leaves on the sidewalks in your neighborhood. These beers are good for sharing, and it's not a bad idea to get several folks together to try a few different porters at the same time.

Drop by Bestway or The Pipe and Pint, grab a big bottle o' porter, and share it with a friend.

Is NOTHING sacred?

Short Circuit, the wacky 80s film about a sentient robot, is being re-made by the guy who directed Paul Blart, Mall Cop.

 

Here's my thing: if you want to make a wacky robot movie, make a wacky robot movie.

But make your own wacky robot movie.

Short Circuit was fine. You're not going to improve it.

Surely anything you felt was left unsaid by the first wacky 80s robot movie was addressed by its sequel, Short Circuit 2 (which asked the eternal question: what if a sentient robot moved to the big city, tried to break into the toy industry and found himself embroiled in a jewel theft plot that forced him to become a badass crime fighting robot?).

Go out and create THIS generation's wacky robot film.

Dream that dream.

Reach for the stars.

Create the limping, sputtering, barely-worth-reviving franchises of TOMORROW.

You know, something our grandchildren can remake.

 

 

Chris Farlely, back from the dead -- to sell DirectTV

By now I'm assuming many of you have seen this DirectTV ad in which the late Chris Farley's "Fat Guy in a Little Coat" bit from Tommy Boy is used to sell the service, with a very much alive David Spade inserted into the scene to pitch for the company.

I can't decide if I think this is totally off-sides. I mean - I didn't balk when William Shatner was re-inserted onto the bridge of the Enterprise or even when they did one of these ads with Poltergeist, featuring a dead Heather O'Rourke.

Maybe it's just because Farley's death was so tragic and I actually remember it...but there's something off-putting about this one.

What's your call? Is using dead celebrities to sell products -- especially those who left before they should have -- inherently unethical?

Ladies and gentlemen, The Pixies live!

Finally got around to watching the excellent Pixies documentary LoudQUIETloud last night (thank you Netflix!)

 

It feels good to see a band with so much talent but so many problems finally selling out huge venues and doing festivals years after they broke up and stopped recording. It's always sad to see a band like the New York Dolls, for instance, whose influence is so vast and who meant so much to so many people, never really making good financially and enjoying the kind of fame they should until decades later when their powers are in decline and a number of their members have died off.

Though bassist Kim Deal seems to still be taking sobriety one day at a time and drummer David Lovering descended into alcohol and pill problems after the death of his father on the reuinion tour they seem to have stabilized and are touring right now, doing Doolittle in its entirety.

Which you can listen to -- here's their live show from 10/14/09 in Brussels, in its entirety.

Sounds to me like they've still got it.

 

October 16, 2009

A celebration of Man Breasts

Because there is now a web site for absolutely everything, I give you this hilarious celebration of man breasts.

Man breasts, man boobs, moobs - whatever you call them, Marvelous Man Boobs collects the best, bounciest and most famous examples.

 

 

From Jack Nicholson's D cups to an unknown video gamer showing off his womanly physique in an indefensibly tight t-shirt, this site praises the man boob, shines a light on its finest examples, mourns its loss and, at least occasionally, gets confused about the difference between actual man boobs and pectoral muscles.

Worth a look for a chuckle -- and good motivation when you don't feel like doing those last few push ups.

 

October 5, 2009

10 minute pop songs = indefensible

 

The Onion's AV Club has taken the indefensible position that there more than 40 good pop songs lasting more than 10 minutes.

No, they tell  you up front, "Alice's Restaurant" is not among the contenders.

All the usual suspects are there - Yes, Zep, Dylan, Kraftwerk. But a few modern rock acts like Modest Mouse, Mastadon and Wilco are also running into overtime.

Looking over the list I realize that I know most of these songs and can't see anything that wouldn't be improved by shaving off at least 6 minutes -- in many cases, much more.

Particularly agregious: an 11 minute version of "I Heard It Through the Grapevine" by Creedance Clearwater Revival. That's more than three times the length of the Marvin Gaye version and not half as cool.

 

September 28, 2009

Let's see Roman Polanski's prison movie

Having avoiding jail for over 30 years for having non-consensual sex with a drunk, stoned, 13-year-old girl, director Roman Polanski was finally arrested in Switzerland over the weekend.

Polanski has been sticking to countries that wouldn't extradite him for decades, even declining to come to the Oscars when he won best director for The Pianist in 2002.

I love Roman Polanski's movies - Chinatown, Rosemary's Baby, Death and the Maiden, The Ninth Gate.

I also think it's a terrible tragedy that his wife, Sharon Tate, was murdered by the Manson Family.

But you can't be brilliant enough, tragic enough or create enough great art to be allowed to rape teenage girls.

They should put him in a very small cell somewhere. Maybe we could even rig up a constant loop of Corky Romano and Ewe Boll movies for him.

 

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