ungloved and suited just fine v.2 - April 25, 2006

I don't really know what this title means, but whatev. There's no theme to this mix. I just haven't written or done really anything in a long time, so this is a start. I plan to listen to this shit while walking a dog tomorrow morning.

1. Black Menace: "Going Off" (s/t)
There must've been at least thirty people crammed into the studio during the recording of this track. Forties galore, amoung other refreshments.

2. Ann Sexton: "You've Been Gone Too Long" (You're Gonna Miss Me)
What an unforgiving bitch. Love it.

De-Throning the Auteur!

Since the “auteur theory” was conceived in the 1950s by a group of cinephilic Frenchmen who rarely saw the sun, it has come to dominate the way people make and perceive movies. Over the course of the last half-century, the academy has torn the “auteur theory” a new asshole several times over: with structuralism, Marxist theory of ideology, post-structuralism, postmodernism, and, most importantly, by simply pointing out that movies are collaborative.

Nevertheless, the industry continues to use director name-branding in its marketing campaigns, critics continue to review movies in the context of the directors’ preceding oeuvres, and I continue to maintain my DVD collection so that it’s organized by director.

Furthermore, auteurism seems to have trickled down into mainstream consciousness through the proliferation of “Director’s Cut” DVDs. Though the mainstream public still cares more about J. Lo than J. Demme, an increasing portion of the population, which I would like to title the “IMDB generation,” has come under the spell of the auteur theory. As Eric Hobsbawm points out, “For every culture-lover who [can] fit two plays to the names of even five living playwrights, there [are] fifty who [can] reel off all the leading movies of a dozen or more film-directors." Read on...

The E-Life: April 17-21

Given the fact that I have a day job, as do many of my friends and acquaintances, in a given week, I'll view and receive in my inbox boatloads of links and general wittiness. Some will provide news, others junk, and yet others beautiful bits of information from the e-world.

So for those of you too busy to keep up in world news or in the wonderful things the internet has to offer (or those of you just missing out for one reason or another), here's a survey of what you missed in the last week:

[Editor's note: The information below is meant as entertainment. If you're really too busy to keep up with news that affects you, we can't help.]

April 17

Pigs Playing Sports = Cuteness!
In Russia, they have pig olympics. Among the events are pig-racing, pig-swimming, and pig-(non-US)football.

Oil Men Are Evil, Duh.
In the past year, some places in the United States have started charging $3 for a gallon of gasoline. Last year, Exxon CEO Lee Raymond made $69.7M, and received $400M+ in a retirement bonus. Oh, and by the way - last year, Exxon made the most profit EVER by a corporation. (Read that sentence again and think about the fact that it's true.)

Look at my hair! Like the design!

I've been taking pictures and putting them on the internet for a while, but I have just now gotten around to folding my web photo efforts into the Drome Empire. I will hopefully be updating this more frequently now that I have the technical means to do so. My site, Look at my hair! Like the design! can be accessed from the main menu or at lookatmyhair.cosmodromemag.com

Do you know where the name comes from? It is one of the more charismatically delivered and enjoyable asides/repeated theme variations in a popular song. The top picture now is of a grill that Mike and I built. Check it.

Brokeback Dock

A bit of backstory:
I live in Brooklyn and commute to New Jersey for work. Since I have no car, it’s an Odyssian journey of public transportation each day. When it comes to lunch I have few options within walking distance: our building’s subterranean cafeteria, a strip mall and sort of ritzy mall across the street. As it began to get nicer outside I began exploring the area a bit and found that behind the mall was a secluded park, made less accessible by construction being done on the mall. At the very end of the park was a dock that extended into a river. This dock became my goal everyday, a quiet place to eat, to read, and to take naps on during my lunch hour. But it all went wrong.

Fuck the Working Week - Apr. 21, 2006

The original title was going to be "Welcome to the Working Week," but as the current title implies, fuck that.

The Man
1. Horace Andy: "Money, Money (The Root of All Evil)" (Skylarking)
Horace, how about you start things up by kicking it root down?

2. Neil Young: "Vampire Blues" (On the Beach)
This is an absolutely amazing song to pop on first when you walk out the door in the a.m. Especially if you're like me and like to wake up thinking about how oil men are runnin' this shit.

Mix Lull - 19 April 2006

It has been a while. Here's another mix. It started out as a "long songs are good" mix but that was a long time ago. It's now different. Download link will expire in 1 week.

1. "Everlasting Love" — Alisa — We Love Katamari OST
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I LLLOVE YOU

2. "Regret" — New Order — Republic
I guess that's what they all sayyy

3. "Please Return to Me" — The Fleets — The Complete Stax-VoltSingles
All of this Stax/Volt box set is hotness.

Krasdale Kolumn #3

Name: Krasdale Cheese Pizza: For One

I knew I was going to be in trouble with this one. The moment I opened the C-Town's freezer door and reached in for the black box of Krasdale's Cheese Pizza adorned with a ribbon with the words "For One" and a cartoony explosion stating "$1.19", a little voice in my head was screaming "Wrong! Wrong!" But I was on a mission and nothing would deviate me from that goal. I am committed to subjecting myself to all that is necessary to make sure you get the best in generic food reviews.

A little back history first: I tend to like microwavable food. I like microwavable pizza. Admittedly, I haven't had one in years, but my formative years (5-10, let's say) were dominated by a surrogate, possibly made up, motherly figure named Celeste. She was my sun, my moon, my grandmotherly oval-encased stars. She could also make the finest of after school snacks.

Pass the Co Co

Addiction blows. No pun intended. Shits on you, your friends, family, etc…The U.S. government has its own addictions, not least of which is hegemony. Call me a commie, but you know you want to say “true dat, double true.” We wreak havoc on the whole world, and part of the havoc for the rest of Western Hemisphere is the drug war. But even after years of fighting dirty Colombians and crazy Bolivians, all we’ve seen is an increase in cocaine usage in the states. The solution on the home front? Lock up users in a place where they can still get the drug, release them back to the gold dust woman, and then welcome them back the next time around. So with a winning solution at home and twenty years of waging war on South America through policies like eradicating the coca plant in places like Bolivia, shouldn’t Whitney and Bobby not be so cracked out – literally?

Nickelodeon Noir

Mixing and reinventing genres is the fuel for some of the best movies, these days. It is a productive way to cope with the postmodern dilemma: combine clichés to formulate new ones. It is also a very delicate process that must be done with care for themes, style, and narrative conventions. Unlike the neo-noirs of the 1970s – The Long Goodbye, Chinatown, Taxi Driver – which preserve the stylistics and themes of Classic Hollywood noir long enough to toy with them and collapse them, Brick borrows the narrative conventions of classic noir without engaging in its discourse. To be fair, Brick is a teen noir, mixing noir with the teenpic genre, and so it ought to be thought of alongside films like River’s Edge and Blue Velvet.

River’s Edge is about what happens when you combine Gen X apathy with a murder plot. What you get is a sinister tone that is ripe with irony, but the effect depends on the film’s insistence on taking itself (relatively) seriously. Brick, on the other hand, can’t decide if it is a serious reinvention of noir or a parody. It’s one thing to mix genres, but mixing drama and comedy in such a way is rather like mixing black and white.

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