Archive for October, 2006
PLAYLIST: Tenor Saw - Ring the Alarm (Kenny Dope Hip Hop mix) Cham w Rihanna - Boom Boom No Doubt - Spiderwebs No Doubt - It's My Life (Jacques Lu Cont Thin White Duke mix) Michael Mayer - Amabile Beyonce - Ring the Alarm (Freemason’s Club Mix) Robin S - Show Me Love Buzzin Cuzzins - Let Me Show You Love (Quick Dub) Christina Milian w Lil Wayne & Three 6 Mafia - Who’s Gonna Ride? Lil Wayne w Paula Deanda - Easy Jim Jones w Jha Jha & Princess - Get it Poppin Phil Collins - I Don’t Care Anymore
(Photo II, Columbia University, 2002)
T. Roma: Lev, why are you taking this class? There’s only one right answer.
T. Roma: To change!
Six weeks back I made N a mixtape called The Long Awaited Ring the Alarm Remix. It had songs on it like Ciara’s Oh (Chopped and Screwed) and Ital’s Anthem — songs I thought might help unlock the potential of an awesome remix for Ring the Alarm: the new single off Beyonce’s Bidet and the best Rage Against the Machine song ever…
But until this morning, neither Bittorrent nor Soulseek had turned up any worthwhile remixes (I mean, what that song needed was not a Mike Jones verse!)
And then suddenly — the Freemason’s club mix — Oh man.
It does what I was trying to do last week when I sang Madonna over German techno. And about three minutes in, about sixteen bars after the disco strings, I swear I Change…Every time.
So I hope you enjoy. Basically the rest of the episode is a celebration of my finally finding this song. Possible subtitles include I’ve Waited so Long to Find You, He’s So African and Bold, and This is My Show I Won’t Let You Go.
P.S. And wasn’t Gwen Stefani really the “first girl to scream on the track?”
Man — definitely another bear/not bear day. For example, less than 5 minutes from after this shit (I mean, COME ON!) CheerUupCompetitor sends us this amazing Manshake synopsis and reminds us of what’s really important. Pleeez enjoy thoreauly:
"What are you doing out there?" asked Henry David Thoreau, to which the most enriching answer of which I am privileged to divulge to whom it may connote (by which I mean those for whom the manly virtues by which a man may be measured are, relative to which, underappreciated): the answerers of whom I speak are a devoutly paternalistic splinter sect of the Shakers, the Manshakers, who cultivated the most supreme synergy between two seemingly-countervailing virtues — masculinity and maternalism. This video recreates the Manshakers’ greatest challenge: to breed some sensitivity into the seemingly-intractable Bavarian Cnidarian Boy, a child who spent the first 28 tragic years of his life raised by Sea Pansies, and who as a result of which had developed numerous craniofacial inversions and a debilitating addiction to equinatoxin. The Manshakers use their most sensitive sensitivity-training techniques:
1) If you must shoot the bird, do so with one arm slung to your torso. Afterwards, draw its corpse. IN PENCIL!
2) Don’t paint the painting. Don’t look at the painting. You must feel the painting. With your face! All the important feelings are in the lil man face!
3) WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF! Grrrrrrrrr
4) Mr. Holland’s Opus glasses make you look and feel sensitive.
Hugs right back, Matt!
Ball Deep business model, courtesy of R. Rorty :
They [Lev and Whitney] are limited to such fuzzy and unhelpful answers because what they hope is not that the future will conform to a plan, will fulfill an immediate teleology, but rather that the future will astonish and exhilarate.
It probably won’t convince our moms, but it helps us remember what we’re doing.
P.S. bigthanx to Athenaeum Brandon for coming from Philly for last week’s outstanding Jockey-Rorty Lecture!
P.P.S. Baby Pandas are real life muppets.
Thanx to ‘Twin of Twins’ Alison for the worthwhile bread link.
Lev’s show airs on WHFR Sunday nights at 11 p.m. Here’s last night’s episode.
PLAYLIST: Ciccone Youth - Into the Groovey (Screwed by DJ Hot Donna) Sascha Funke - In Between Days Thomas Mayer feat. DJ Hot Donna - Sweet Harmony Heaven 17 - Don't Fear The Reaper Kraftwerk - Vitamin (Live in Moscow, 2004) Arthur Russell - Get Around To It Kid Creole - Going Places African Head Charge - Snake in the Hole Twin of Twins feat. Damian Marley - Gangsters and Pimps Pitbull - Ay Chico Brisco - Thuggin it Wiley - Hey Papi Twin of Twins - Gangsters and Pimps (Version)
I mean, of course we did steal the idea, but not from some Random — from Lev’s friend Suz!
So this time we’re letting ya know: We stole Manshake from Truffaut’s Wild Child. Pretty much the whole thing. We also stole these concepts from actual history:
The cast: not only actors with great screen presence, also musicians with great internet presence.
Whitney and I spent yesterday writing — a process that envolves emphatically not writing anything for as long as possible.
We wanted to watch an avant-garde movie but Kim’s is far and I dunno — where can you watch avant-garde movies for free? Does EAI have a screening room or something? We’re too embarrased to ask them.
As usual, TV came through bigtime. First cheerleading championships on ESPN (which would be way avant-garde if you slowed em down or something) and then TCM hits us with Mr. Buddwing.
Mister Buddwing ( 1966)
Black and White
A man suffering from amnesia confronts a series of women in his
search for his memory.
“Drama”, “Melodrama”, “Socialites“, “Pregnancy“,
“New York City–Harlem“, “Suicide”, “Students”,
“Mistaken identity”, “New York City–Central Park”,
“New York City–Greenwich Village“, “Hospitals”, “Marriage”,
“Gambling“, “Composers”, “Amnesia”, “Actors and actresses”
Besides all that’s awesome about that, the movie has three major things going for it:
1) Being shot at forreal locations in 1960s Manhattan.
2) Really interesting flashback sequences. First, the half-remembered girlfriend character is played by different actresses in each flashback — way Nowadays. Second, while the movie is generally naturalistic, the actors play the flashback scenes in a highly mannered anti-method style. The change-in-style stresses the memories’ emotional/subjective weight.
3) Amazing old timey tough New York hipster talk. Some steal-able lines (paraphrased from memory) include:
(Black man invites Mr. Buddwing to a craps game in Harlem) Black man: That is, unless you're a segregationalist. Buddwing: I am. I wanna segregate all that money into my pocket where it belongs. Jew at diner: Don't be ashamed to say you're jewish. Some of the best Christians are jewish, believe me. Washington Square Park Queen to Cop: Arrest my mother! She's a pusher! Actress: My instrument was blocked. Her 'AC/DC' Friend: Your instrument was groovy! (Mr. Buddwing whistles) Grace: What's that? Buddwing: The slow movement from my jazz octet. Taxi driver: This drunk blonde started relaxing all over the place. I mean her dress was up to here! (The blonde later shows up!)
And there’s a hair-cut scene on the beach. And the movie’s AKA The Woman Without a Face. And in one 3 shot sequence, a girl gets pregnant, leaves her boyfriend and then climbs the stairs to Welfare Island. That pun probably does better now that we’re unfamiliar with the name Welfare Island, but still…
Mr. Buddwing’s so weird and so awesome we couldn’t believe we’d never heard of it. It’s definitely on some next-level Carnival of Souls/Night Tide/Detour akward postwar Hollywood avant-garde shit. Bad news is it isn’t on tape or DVD. But that just means you have to be lucky with your TV, which is easy.
Anywayz, a google search for “Buddwing underrated” doesn’t hit anything worthwhile. So we figure this is value-added blogging.
If you’re in this blog’s circle of influence you’ve probably already decided one way or another about Degrassi, Lost, Gilmore Girls and Miami Vice. But you know what show’s been on since we were teenagers but whose full awesomeness we’re only now realizing? MTV’s True Life. It really nails the balance between Laguna Beach-vouyerism and 70’s-doc gritty integrity.
This season’s I’m Jealous, I’m a Crystal Method Addict and I Have Tourette’s have all been stellar. But True Life: I’m a Staten Island Girl — airing tonight at 10 — just might beat ‘em all. Find a TV.
So good luck to you, MTV, on all your endeavors. We’re looking forward to MTV Trés and hope you one day come to your senses and finally release True Life, The State and Undressed (Un-fucking-Dressed!) on DVD.