Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Dirty Sexy Brian



"Dirty Sexy Money" chronicles the life and times of the exorbitantly eccentric American Royals the Darlings, and their as-yet-briefly suffering attorney Nick George, and it's my favorite new show of the season. Frankly, it's outpacing most television as far as I can tell. I especially loathe and enjoy Brian, the middle Darling, a minister who has spent much of this season trying to convince his wife that his extramaritally-sired son was an orphan from Sweden.

Tonight, Brian had a very heavy conversation with Nick (Peter Krause), who found him in a church. Their relationship is pretty complicated and I don't want to ruin it for anyone. Suffice it to say that Brian is predictably a dick and Nick George calls him on it, to which Brian responds by asking Nick to sit with him, like so:

This is what church is for…dragging the ruined past through the messy present into the perfect future, and ruining it together.


It just got picked up for the full season.
Definitely worth your time. (If the rest of the season happens).

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Slanted & Enchanted

So I'm now a contributing writer for Slant Magazine. Click the link to see the first review I wrote for them. Also, check them out generally - a very interesting cultural magazine with an intellectual vibe.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

The Village discovers Costco




A number of the liberal bloggers I read (Atrios and Digby, primarily) use the term "The Village" to describe Beltway DC insularity in an unflattering way. This New York Times article illustrates this issue in a way that makes my skin crawl:

Ms. Baldrige said she saw no problem shopping for dinner parties at Costco.

“I would say bully for you, get the best deal you can,” she said. “Just don’t make that the main topic of conversation. Know a little bit about foreign affairs as well as how Costco is doing. Be able to be a little more scintillating other than being able to discuss the cost of your food.”


I guess it's nice to know that people involved in government are cost-conscious. But really, New York Times? Meanwhile, Rome burns.

Manhattan is No Country for Men with Canes



The boyfriend and I went on an adventure to see "No Country for Old Men" last night. I fractured my upper tibia playing soccer about six weeks ago, so I'm trying to stay off it as much as possible. We reasoned that taking a Zipcar to Long Island would require less walking from me. Actually, since we ended up having to take a Zipcar from Manhattan (as our car was not returned by the previous user on-time) it was actually not more convenient. But we did get to go frolic in the wilds of Long Island. So much hair gel.

The movie is kind of good. Not quite the world-destroying masterpiece it's been sold as, sadly. Javier Bardem is definitely just as scary and psychopathic and flippant as advertised. And the action sequences and charitable offerings to thriller pacing are all spot-on. One scene, which dials up the pressure on our hero relentlessly, both sonically and visually (the nigh-unrecognizable Josh Brolin cuts the lights and then hears the beep of an approaching transponder, and then the hunt is on), is particularly stunning. The photography is uniformly beautiful, and it's definitely a tighter-edited document than most of the stuff out there (including slack Coen offerings like "The Man Who Wasn't There.")

Sadly, though, the whole enterprise gets bogged down by Tommy Lee Jones' character's faux-meaningful, arthouse-Serious and Mature critique narrative. Jones plays the lawman whose pursuit of Bardem and Brolin offers audiences a perspective through which they can feel morally and intellectually elevated as bystanders to murder. I think I prefer my exploitation less leavened.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

I think I finally understand New Rave

Turn up your speakers for "Sweaty" by Muscles.

When people started throwing the term "New Rave" around, this is what I was expecting. Things that were neon and helium and punkily obnoxious. The vocal tracks here are just about as annoying/wonderful as the lyric "Peace Love Ecstasy/Unity Respect," and when the very very French Touch synth line ricochets between the discopunk bass and Balearic drums at the end, it's very nearly the best thing 2007 has on offer. Blog house can basically pack up and go home now.

Pity the video plotzes all over the place, though.

Monday, November 19, 2007

No alarms and no surprises, please






I guess it's not shocking, per se, that the bids for the West Side Yards redevelopment all remind me of Stuyvesant Town. Granted, the build quality on the structures looks like it will be quite a bit nicer, but the anti-street-grid development model still sucks. Le Corbusier strikes again, et al. It's not shocking. But it's definitely sad. As a commenter on Curbed noted,
"The thing that gives new york , and most great cities, thier character is the street.im really happy all of these designs chose to ignore that and go with the tower in the park idea that has been so successful in the past."

Phooey. At least the bids give my friend Katie Lorah the opportunity to make snarky comments as the voice of Friends of the High Line.

What a world, what a world.

Tom Tomorrow really nails it on torture. Happy Thanksgiving, ya'll.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Delicious



Renders words useless.

Monday, November 12, 2007

I need new pants

I would apologize for posting about Radiohead twice in a row, but isn't that what blogs are for? Anyway, my favoritest band did their level best to ruin my wardrobe this weekend by performing a cover of one of the best songs by one of my other favoritest bands, The Smiths. Thom Yorke starts everything off with a kind of bad Morrissey impression, but by the time he works around to the closing yelps that (bizarrely) are some of my favorite Moz lyrics, he's doing something new and particular to him. Otherwise, the cover is reverently faithful - genuflective, even. I can't say that I object; this is so up my alley that I find the lack of applause at the end physically jarring.

(PS - If you ever want to render my boyfriend completely and utterly powerless, play this version of this song and watch him curl up in agony. It's like his version of Kryptonite).

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

The Pot of Gold at the end of In Rainbows




I haven’t blogged at all about Radiohead’s new record In Rainbows because plenty of other people have done me the courtesy of exploding all over it. (For the record: no, I don’t think it’s their best work, although yes, I do like it quite a bit. It’s a little easy-listening for my taste, generally. I also don’t understand the allegations that it’s a return to accessibility for them, but I am perhaps not a good judge of music’s accessibility).

Anyway. Now that all that critical reception is out of the way, I want to talk a bit about the article that Drudge has up about it now. You know, the one that’s headlined “Most Fans Paid $0 for Radiohead Album.” (If that isn’t a headline custom-designed for Drudge, I’ve never seen one. If the article were biased in the other direction, the headline would be “Radiohead Pocket 100% of Profits From Album”).

Putting aside the fact that I’ve never heard of the company (comScore) responsible for the press release that was clearly gobbled up and regurgitated by the AP, the story leaves a lot of the critical questions about the album’s release (and its success or failure) unanswered.

For example: It’s pretty difficult to do any real calculations from the numbers in the article to determine a rough idea of how much money Radiohead made from sales of the record (which is the real relevant question underlying this whole discussion, which nevertheless goes unasked here), because the study doesn’t say what portion of the 1.2 million people who visited the website actually purchased it. It also, for what it’s worth, does not provide a margin of error. Other reports have calculated that 1.2 million people actually downloaded the record in the first month; since Radiohead is not talking, it’s at this point impossible to say what proportion of that number is actually correct. (That being said, if you lowball it and estimate that 50% of visitors did in fact download In Rainbows, that means that 600,000 people got the record in the first month, which is about twice as many people as bought Hail to the Thief during its crucial first week). It’s probably also worth mentioning that artist royalties for major label releases are generally acknowledged to hover around $1-2 per unit shifted, although the article does not do so.

An aside: Let’s assume that of the 600,000 assumed downloads, 300,000 of them are to American consumers. Keeping the article’s numbers, if 40% of the American downloaders paid an average of $8.00 for the record, then Radiohead made $960,000 on first-month album sales. Compare this to $450,000 - $600,000 in probable first-week earnings on Hail to the Thief, and then remember that this doesn’t include the $82 discbox that probably moved in decent numbers too, as well as the fact that the band didn’t have to jockey with a label at all. Seems like a great deal for the band to me, even with numbers that I think will probably be proven to be conservative.

The other major flaw with the reasoning in the AP article is that it fails to actually reckon with the nature of the release. Other reports to the contrary, it’s really not fair to think of the digital release of In Rainbows as directly analagous to the retail release of their other records, since the band will (in direct contradiction of the article) release the album on CD on a major label sometime soon. I think that it’s much more accurate to perceive the digital release as a band-sanctioned leak that cannily allowed them to profit from the initial pre-physical-artifact-release downloads that are a real part of how the music business works now. (Another alternate headline: "Most Fans Pay $0 For Albums"). As Radiohead’s spokesman says here, the band is really thinking of this as a promotional stunt - a way of whetting appetites for the retail-purchased object. In my view, Radiohead have essentially acknowledged that digital previewing of recorded music is now the industry standard, at least amongst the tech-savvy consumers who are probably a majority of their fan-base, and made their bid to get in on that action.

This is all conjecture at this point. Since there aren’t any real institutions analagous to or as reliable as Soundscan set up to guage sales of this sort, and since Radiohead is keeping mum (for now), it’s going to continue to be unclear whether this release was a business success in itself. Furthermore, it will not be clear whether the release was a good promotional gambit until the actual compact disc has been in stores for a few weeks. In any case, I doubt that the band much cares - with the album in a safe perch as the second-best-reviewed record of the year and plans for a tour in 2008 (where bands historically make all their profits anyway) underway, I imagine they’re counting their blessings instead of their ducats.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

If this doesn't melt your brain...

...perhaps you should check to make sure that you still have one.