Jonah Weiner at Slate, for some reason, brings us a review of the new Insane Clown Posse video “Miracles.” It’s a rather grand review, comparing this particular posse of clowns to a rap-rock Wordsworth “dropping f-bombs aplenty in praise of the natural sublime,” for example. The song is a catalog of whoa-dude epiphanies, the sort that teenagers in movies enjoy while lying on the hoods of subcompacts, passing joints, and gazing up at the stars. Wide-eyed and wondrous, rappers Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope hail a variety of phenomena that will “blow your brain,” from “the Milky...
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Alex Chilton: Likely or unlikely victim of the debacle that was the health care system?
Over at NOLA.com, there’s a spectacular overview of Alex Chilton’s life in New Orleans, where he lived mostly anonymously and quietly for over 28 years. I recommend you read it if you care about music at all (because you should care about Alex Chilton if you like music at all). This part, however, kind of struck me: At least twice in the week before his fatal heart attack, Chilton experienced shortness of breath and chills while cutting grass. But he did not seek medical attention, Kersting said, in part because he had no health insurance. So, rock...
Continue reading...Attention music fans
Readers of this blog: I assume you have huge fans of this thing called “music.” Nearly everybody is, so, statistically, you are too. So, it is with great astonishment and pride that I make the following announcement. Every decade, if we the unwashed masses are lucky, a group of the preeminent musicians of the day gather for a kind of super music festival, the kind that is remembered and gets spoken of for generations. Festivals like Woodstock, Lollapalooza in the 90s, and Bonnaroo, which seems to have taken its place in the aughts. Now, our newly christened...
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Due to the weather in D.C. today, I’ve taken Beach House off of iTunes for a little while to listen to Husker Du’s ‘Standing in the Rain.’ I recommend you do the same.
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It is both disheartening and convenient when you are struggling to write an essay, forcibly putting words together that do not work, trying ideas that make almost no sense, and working in a direction that isn’t clear, and finding an essay that says what you are trying to say more clearly and cogently than your efforts could lead you. I was trying to write such an essay recently, when today I came across the following essay by Ken Lowery Eugene Ahn at The Bureau Chiefs. It is a response to Rachael Maddux’s cover story for Paste, “Is...
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In the school where I work, there’s a fifth grader who wears a Notorious B.I.G. jacket. There are a few staff who covet it. Though I don’t say anything, I’m one of them. The boy is 11. Biggie Smalls died 13 years ago, today. He doesn’t know anything about Biggie. Couldn’t name an album or even a track, couldn’t give me any 16 bars, let alone 16 Bars. I want to talk about it with him, to school him on Biggie, to get on his level in a way I can’t with their hip-hop idols. God knows...
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