tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280086732012-01-27T16:37:56.566-05:00"If you have a success you have it for the wrong reasons. If you become popular it is always because of the worst aspects of your work." - Ernest HemingwayColin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.comBlogger901100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-80083147810269829172012-01-27T16:27:00.003-05:002012-01-27T16:37:56.595-05:00<span style="text-align: left; ">One of my pals, Corban Goble, interviewed me about Denver's music scene. </span><a href="http://stereogum.com/932771/area-codes-303-denver-co/mp3s" style="text-align: left; ">Here is the article</a><span style="text-align: left; ">, which appeared on Stereogum yesterday.</span><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AX_RfdPGZtM/TyMYq_zDRKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NpAQg_jblYU/s1600/bluebird-denver.png" style="text-align: left; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AX_RfdPGZtM/TyMYq_zDRKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NpAQg_jblYU/s320/bluebird-denver.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702428680140309666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px; " /></a><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"></span></div></div><div>And here is the full Q&amp;A:</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><div><i>How long have you been in Denver? What was the music scene like when you got there and how has it changed? You grew up there right? How had it changed while you had left?</i></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">I've been back here for about a year-and-a-half after leaving New York City (and also driving around the country getting smashed and going to Graceland, etc. for three months). There hasn't been a ton of change since I've been back--or maybe there has and I'm too close to the whole fiasco to notice--but a handful of pretty legit bands have coasted out of town, while even more have popped up.</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">I was born and raised here and things have changed a lot, even if you consider that I was last observing things as an 18-year-old high school kid. (I lived in Boston and New York, basically, for all of the time from 2001 until I came back.) There was a massive, booming jam band culture in Colorado in the 1990s. The String Cheese Incident and Yonder Mountain String Band emerged, and it seemed like Widespread Panic, Phish, Umphrey's McGee, an offshoot of the Grateful Dead and so on and so forth were in town every other weekend. It all ostensibly stemmed from a potent desire to play the storied Red Rocks, as well as the smoky haze over Boulder and an atmosphere teeming with bluegrass (which culminated and still culminates each summer at the Telluride Bluegrass Festival). But, like I said, I was in high school at the time and wasn't too hip to any underground scene. Neutral Milk Hotel's <i>In the Aeroplane Over the Sea </i>was recorded here after Robert Schneider got Apples in Stereo together here; that has to mean something.</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">Also, three words: Big. Head. Todd. Oh, and everyone should hear the Samples' first three albums. Or, at least, one or two songs from each of them. Or total. Really just "Feel Us Shaking."</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><div><br /><i>What kinds of sounds play well in Denver? Do you think there's a particular sound coming out of there, or is it varied? What are some of the things that define the scene and how it works?</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">I think there's still a big jam scene, here. Phish loves us, STS9 and the Disco Biscuits were just here for the 350th time this year. And it's February. In all seriousness, though, people here love them some elongated tunes, whether bluegrass- or electronically-based. Call it our marijuana culture or outdoorsy 'tude, but it's real and makes up a sizable chunk of the money flow.</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">When I originally conceptualized <a href="http://www.denverpost.com/music/ci_18957001" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 85, 204); ">this Gauntlet Hair piece</a> for <i>The Denver Post</i>, I imagined more of a tie between the neo-psychedelia of the '90s to the psych-rock of the 2010s. (And, if you so choose, all the way back to '60s folk in Denver, from John, ahem, Denver to Judy Collins.) I think there's a lot to that with G Hair, Tjujtuna, Woodsman, A Shoreline Dream, Vitamins, Widowers and others emerging from Denver and pumping out some pretty trippy shit. But it, of course, doesn't stop with psych-rock as we have a vibrant jazz scene (Ron Miles is something of a living legend around these parts, Bill Frisell grew up here and current resident Dianne Reeves had won a grip of Grammys), as well all the indie-rock, country and acoustic stuff you'd expect from a semi-large city. I would be remiss not to mention the vibrant Latino culture. There's also some surprisingly good hip-hop and the metal underground has its tentacles spread wide. Blast-O-Mat is the main stomping ground for the latter.<div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "><br /><br /><i>Who are your favorite bands in Denver? What does Denver offer artists and musicians that might show up in the music or in their working process?</i></div></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><i><br /></i></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">I think a band that will always be hard to pigeonhole and certainly doesn't take a lot of cues from the circuitous evolution I outlined above is Slim Cessna's Auto Club. They will always be at the heart of the Denver rock 'n' roll landscape, whether you call it country Gothic or just plain ol' awesome music. </div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">Other faves outside of that psych-rock deal: Pictureplane, PANAL S.A. DE C.V., A. Tom Collins, The Knew, FaceMan, Snake Rattle Rattle Snake, Hindershot, Wheelchair Sports Camp and Nathaniel Rateliff.</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">After living in New York for all those years, I think Denver drew me back for the same reason it draws great bands. It's reasonably inexpensive to live here but offers a large enough infrastructure to do your job, make your art. In music, that means some solid recording spaces, practice rooms and tons of venues to play in town and up in Boulder or Fort Collins. The media outlets aren't numerous but there is solid music writing here, from the<i> Post</i> to Reverb to <i>Westword </i>to the A.V. Club. Plus, there's all that pot.<div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "><br /><br /><i>What's coming up in Denver? Is there a new act that excites you or one you think is going to be big on a larger scale?</i></div></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><i><br /></i></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">I'm usually an awful predictor of what people will dig: I thought the Pictureplane album was the best thing to come out of Denver in 2011 and should have gotten a lot more national attention. Having said that (daps to <i>Curb</i>), I'd put in a few nepotistic plugs: Two of my best friends have bands that are putting out records this year that will be better than a lot of what makes waves elsewhere in this country. Those bands are the Knew and FaceMan. (As an aside, one potential disadvantage of the type of smaller city that Denver represents when compared with New York or L.A. is the incestuousness of the whole ordeal. Tight-knit would be a euphemistic way of putting it.) Other than them, I'd love to see PANAL S.A. DE C.V. melt some faces outside of the Mile High City with their post-rock prowess. And awesome masks.</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "><br /><br /><i>What's your favorite venue? How do you think Denver stands out? </i></div></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><i><br /></i></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">It's a tie between the Hi-Dive, the Larimer Lounge and the Lion's Lair. I'm a sucker for places that feel like they're rock clubs and all three fit the mold. The Hi-Dive wins for sound, the Larimer for atmosphere and the Lair for being such a radical piece of shit, urine-soaked, Old Style-drinking den of iniquity. Also, it's on Colfax which is pretty much the best stretch of road on which to get ripped in the universe. (If a person were visiting Denver for just one day, I would take them up and down Colfax, then to a Rockies game at Coors Field and, later, to the 16th Street Mall to set it on fire.) Interestingly enough, the three aforementioned venues represent distinctive 'hoods that are neck deep in great drinking spots. The Larimer is due North of the rampant douchebaggery in LoDo and the Hi-Dive holds its own amongst the South Broadway bar scene. Although, that area now his a surfeit of hipsters wearing too-tight <i>Lidsville </i>sweatshirts. Ironic dive bars aren't cool. Real dive bars like the Nob Hill Inn on Colfax or the Hill-Top on the West Side are. In fact, Denver probably has the best collection of dives I've ever seen in the United States. Even though some of the places are closed, everyone who ever visits Denver should buy <a href="http://www.denversbestdivebars.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 85, 204); ">this book</a>. You want to know what coffee shops to go to? Ask somebody else. I don't drink coffee; I drink beer.</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">(Now we're on a tangent but sort of encompassing the hippie shit and dive bar deal, Kerouac and Cassady used to kick it at My Brother's Bar and the Wazee Supper Club. Both are institutions. We also have a string of awesome and hilarious Grateful Dead-themed bars, Sancho's Broken Arrow on Colfax being the raddest.)</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">A place like Rhinoceropolis also helps Denver be unique; it's pretty much an anything-goes joint for the young folk and the nascent semi-homeless youth community aspect can't be overlooked. It's like a Boys and Girls Club with 40s instead of Sour Patch Kids and Travis Egedy instead of Denzel Washington.</div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">The major venue that separates us from the herd, though, is obviously Red Rocks. And it always will be.<div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "><br /><br /><i>What is like, the REAL importance of an artist like Pictureplane? Is he kind of a tone-setter or somebody who is kind of doing their own thing? Or is he like, a civic icon or something?</i></div></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><i><br /></i></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">I think Travis not only makes great music but is exactly the type of person you need for a middle-sized town. You need a guy to wave the flag or, as <i>Westword</i> put it, be our "cheerleader": someone who is proud of his town. Someone who is gonna rep Elitch's (our amusement park) in his videos (see below). I can't tell you how many shows I've been to where a national act has thanked him. He is usually at the show and the band is probably staying at Rhino or under a bridge somewhere with Travis. He's indispensable.<br /><div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "><br /><br /><i>What's the biggest stuff in Denver's history? Like, what is the scene most famous for, probably?</i></div></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">A ton of Red Rocks shows come to mind, as does Henry John Deutschendorf, Jr. taking the town's name as his own. I think a dude from Earth, Wind and Fire went to East High School. India.Arie was born here. But, really, the city hasn't produced major icons on levels like London or even a smaller city like Minneapolis. I'm not sure we've even produced one, yet. But, I think "yet" is the operative word there. </div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">Also: Fuck the Fray and OneRepublic.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8008314781026982917?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-44372753654996232802012-01-02T12:42:00.003-05:002012-01-02T12:58:34.231-05:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTGsVjSmboU/TwHv8jMM7-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QQgEerPuC4w/s1600/cover-homepage_large.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTGsVjSmboU/TwHv8jMM7-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QQgEerPuC4w/s400/cover-homepage_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693095227490627554" /></a>1. Clams Casino -<i> Instrumental Mixtape</i><div><br /></div><div>2. Youth Lagoon - <i>The Year of Hibernation</i></div><div><br /></div><div>3. Bill Callahan - <i>Apocalypse</i></div><div><br /></div><div>4. Tune-Yards - <i>w h o k i l l</i></div><div><br /></div><div>5. Future Islands - <i>On the Water</i></div><div><br /></div><div>6. Girls - <i>Father, Son, Holy Ghost</i></div><div><br /></div><div>7. Wye Oak - <i>Civilian</i></div><div><br /></div><div>8. Julianna Barwick - <i>The Magic Place</i></div><div><br /></div><div>9. Fucked Up - <i>David Comes to Life</i></div><div><br /></div><div>10. Panda Bear - <i>Tomboy</i></div><div><br /></div><div>11. James Blake - <i>James Blake</i></div><div><br /></div><div>12. The Rapture - <i>In the Grace of Your Love</i></div><div><br /></div><div>13. Austra - <i>Feel It Break</i></div><div><br /></div><div>14. Radiohead - <i>The King of Limbs</i></div><div><br /></div><div>15. Atlas Sound - <i>Parallax</i></div><div><br /></div><div>My ten favorite albums were posted <a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/12/23/albums-of-the-year-2011/">here</a>, along with choices from other Reverb folks. Also, my Pazz &amp; Jop contributions should be out in the coming weeks.</div><div><br /></div><div>As for this blog, this is the fifth time I've posted my Top 15. Find the other years below:</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2010/12/top-15-albums-of-2010.html">2010</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-15-albums-of-2009.html">2009</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-15-albums-of-2008.html">2008</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-15-albums-of-2007.html">2007</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Happy New Year.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-4437275365499623280?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-65110084313457052112011-12-29T16:39:00.004-05:002011-12-29T16:50:18.404-05:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtdDgCKRGPM/Tvzf6BRNx0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/oKxeM4I6C-E/s1600/WeMustBecomeThePitiless.jpeg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtdDgCKRGPM/Tvzf6BRNx0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/oKxeM4I6C-E/s320/WeMustBecomeThePitiless.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691670216955512642" /></a><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">1. John Maus, “Quantum Leap”</span></div><div><span><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">2. Lana Del Ray, “Video Games” </span></div><div><span><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><span style="text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; ">3. The Strokes, “Taken for a Fool”</span> </span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">4. M83, “Midnight City”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">5. Kanye West and Jay-Z, “Why I Love You”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">6. Drake w/ Rick Ross, “Lord Knows”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">7. Pictureplane, “Breath Work”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">8. TV on the Radio, “You”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">9. Liturgy, “Dedication”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">10. Dawes, “So Well”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">11. The Black Keys, “Little Black Submarines”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">12. The War on Drugs, “Come to the City”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">13. Cass McCombs, “Hermit’s Cave”</span> </div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">14. A$AP Rocky, “Palace”</span> </div><div><span><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></span><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">15. Washed Out, “Amor Fati”</span> </div><div><span><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">16. WU LYF, “Dirt” </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; ">17. Lia Ices, “After Is Always Before”</span></div><div><span><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></span><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">18. Jeffrey Lewis, “Cult Boyfriend”</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">19. Real Estate, “Wonder Years”</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><b id="internal-source-marker_0.19166117161512375" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">20. Twerps, “Coast to Coast”</span></b> </span></div><div><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><b style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div><b><span style="font-size: 15px; font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">If you'd like to listen to my Spotify playlist of these songs, head <a href="http://open.spotify.com/user/weneedthedude/playlist/5VmActpXEl1OeOD81XNVmX">here</a>. Other Reverb contributors list their favorite songs, alongside mine, <a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/12/21/best-songs-2011/">here</a>.</span></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6511008431345705211?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-56416122784765434202011-10-11T15:57:00.003-04:002011-10-11T16:03:41.978-04:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYvMC0HIbWw/TpSg08EWX-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UNrOKErlOVw/s1600/paperboy_oldschool.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><i>The Denver Post</i>'s Sunday paper has been pretty good to me in the past month. On September 24th, the A&amp;E section published <a href="http://www.denverpost.com/music/ci_18957001">a feature I wrote</a> on local band, Gauntlet Hair. Look for its debut album and a national tour next week.<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYvMC0HIbWw/TpSg08EWX-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UNrOKErlOVw/s1600/paperboy_oldschool.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYvMC0HIbWw/TpSg08EWX-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UNrOKErlOVw/s320/paperboy_oldschool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662327462849568738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px; " /></a><i></i><i></i><div>This past Sunday, October 9th, the Travel section contained a guide I wrote for my mother's hometown of Cleveland, Ohio. Check it out <a href="http://www.denverpost.com/travel/ci_19057155">here</a>.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-5641612278476543420?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-14515607345074036992011-09-23T12:58:00.011-04:002011-09-23T13:30:48.416-04:00<div style="text-align: left;">I've written a couple pieces for my old <i>Time Out</i> editor-in-chief, Michael Freidson, who is now over at <i>Metro International</i>. One, "Nerds Rule the World," has appeared in some interesting corners.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QLnjuoWX-_c/Tny-s1hBFlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XkQtZFGzv2Y/s400/metro-international.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655604909559584338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 97px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div>Check out the St. Petersburg version <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-FkkDWA7h0/Tny6yHcEQ5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-4diO7AKIqw/s1600/COOL-%2BNerds%2BRule_Petersburg.jpg">here</a>, Moscow <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEEv4Dn2kDI/Tny80WXzseI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IX1KYJy5i5k/s1600/COOL-%2Bnerdsrule_Moscow.jpg">here</a>, Guatemala City <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vqNE0AAISWA/Tny9XhwhQ4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/_JjeCqhzzYQ/s1600/COOL-nerdsrule-GuatemalaCity.tiff">here</a>, Monterrey <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7KiWN8CwFKo/Tny9i484p3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/A18OAiTTe_Q/s1600/cool-nerds-rule-mexico_Monterrey.jpg">here</a>, Mexico City <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZE-oVracAs/Tny-JWoQdTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_VJp4YdpZvI/s1600/cool-nerds-rule-mexicocity.jpg">here</a> and Montreal <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsh5-jnSFNA/Tny99rz0P0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ObyMqHc631k/s1600/COOL_nerdsrule-Montreal.jpg">here</a>. And, oh, if you speak English, you might want to open <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN-pUjHrW6E/Tny-Wk_R5GI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UBcDSqyESEM/s1600/COOL-NerdsRule_Toronto.jpg">the Toronto version</a>.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-1451560734507403699?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-41469062056663151082011-08-02T12:57:00.004-04:002011-08-02T14:16:23.511-04:00It seems that any true measure of success has a gatekeeper that is mainly edited by that guy who lives down the hall and stays in his apartment—which smells disconcertingly like sardines—363 days a year. Yes, I'm talking about Wikipedia.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UDqJym2052U/TjgvcnF_-GI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LqhoqQyGWpM/s1600/808s_%2526_Heartbreak.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UDqJym2052U/TjgvcnF_-GI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LqhoqQyGWpM/s320/808s_%2526_Heartbreak.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636307102231165026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 299px; " /></a><div></div><br />I was pleased a few years ago when I noticed that my <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Shoutmouth_Spotlight%3A_Panda_Bear">interview with Panda Bear</a> from Shoutmouth had been quoted on Animal Collective's <i><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strawberry_Jam#Internet_leak">Strawberry Jam</a></i><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strawberry_Jam#Internet_leak"> Wiki page</a>. But, just yesterday—here in New York City, visiting—I was Googling around for some past work and happened upon this:<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Time Out New York</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> featured the album on its list of the Best and Worst Albums of 2008. The magazine's writer Colin St. John cited </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">808s &amp; Heartbreak</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> as one of the worst of 2008, and editor Steve Smith named it third on his best-of list, while calling the album "the year's most misunderstood triumph."</span></i><br /><br />Better check yo'self, Smith! The above is from the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/808s_%26_Heartbreak#Accolades">Wikipedia page of </a><i><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/808s_%26_Heartbreak#Accolades">808s &amp; Heartbreak</a></i>; I am honored to be found under its "Accolades" section. And, yes, for the record, that record is just plain bad. Here's what I had to say in the <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/music-nightlife/music/29214/music-the-best-and-worst-of-2008">aforementioned list</a>:<br /><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Kanye West </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">808s &amp; Heartbreak </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(Roc-A-Fella). It wasn’t a terrible record, but it could have been great if West hadn’t stepped on his own toes with ridiculous electronic overproduction.</span></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">(Oh, and <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/music-nightlife/music/28603/kanye-west">here</a>'s my full review.)</span><br /></i><br />You did it again, Internet.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-4146906205666315108?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-9062336627829067232011-06-10T13:48:00.003-04:002011-06-10T14:08:47.202-04:00<div style="text-align: left;">My father has been the wine columnist over at <i>The Chicago Tribune</i> for a bit now and I'm really proud of what he's done in a relatively short time. He's been writing and teaching about wine for more than 30 years, so it's nearly miraculous that he makes his wine coverage so fresh, inviting and natural. (While also peppering in some erudite references here and there, for good measure.)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kFhaD8PsUQ/TfJdjeGaqeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8xi2oHrx1NY/s400/bsjwine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616654549241211362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div>Here are a few of my favorites:</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/features/food/sc-food-0603-wine-zraly-20110608,0,6937546.story">"Window into wine" with Kevin Zraly</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/features/food/sc-food-0527-wine-italian-20110601,0,5961412.story">"Italy's fairer grapes" on Italian whites</a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/features/food/sns-food-recipes-drinks-wine-nuances,0,3153161.story">"Wines with nuance"</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/features/food/sc-food-0415-wine-blends-20110420,0,6823706.story">"Harmony in a glass" on wine blends</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/features/food/sc-food-0218-wine-best-buys-20110223,0,1961431.story">"Looking for value?"</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/features/food/sc-food-0204-wine-sparkling-20110209,0,5477414.story">"Love on a budget" on cheap bubbles</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2011-01-02/features/sc-food-1231-wine-americans-20110102_1_american-wines-high-alcohol-russian-river-valley">"Give the Quiet Americans a chance"</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2010-12-08/features/sc-food-1203-wine-best-part2-20101207_1_wine-lake-central-otago-white-wine">"Homing in on the New World's best wines"</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2010-11-26/features/sc-food-1126-wine-best-part1-20101126_1_french-wine-winemaking-countries-priorat">"The pick of the wine crop"</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2010-11-10/features/sc-food-1105-wine-france-20101110_1_french-red-burgundy-sparkling-wines-wine-words">"Why France matters in the world of wine"</a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The<i> Trib</i>'s website is shaky at best, but try <a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/search/dispatcher.front?Query=uncorked&amp;target=adv_article">this search</a> if you want to read more.</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-906233662782906723?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-39701944718959735832011-05-17T23:55:00.004-04:002011-05-18T00:17:41.744-04:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IFavja8qYc/TdNF8enyjGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4NY3P7hEKR0/s1600/rhead.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>Ahoy!<div><br /></div><div>Today I started an opinion column (about music) over at Reverb. It's called "I Might Be Wrong." Radiohead does not suck.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think it'd be fair to say that some people were not too pleased with <a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/05/17/u2-sucks/">the characterization of the band U2</a> in my first article. <span class="Apple-style-span">And, that's just the point. I hope there are many more disagreements to come. What's music if we can't all yell at each other about it?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IFavja8qYc/TdNF8enyjGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4NY3P7hEKR0/s1600/rhead.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IFavja8qYc/TdNF8enyjGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4NY3P7hEKR0/s320/rhead.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607902866320821346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">(I think my favorite comment might be from user Yousuck who writes, "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; ">You are the one that sucks, writer.")</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Check back each Tuesday (-ish) for more back-and-forths. </div><div><br /></div><div>PS - A friend sent me an excerpt today from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ellen_Willis">Ellen Willis</a>'s book, <i>Out of the Vinyl Deeps,</i> which is just out. It's from her report from Woodstock and is just great. (I echoed a similar sentiment about U2's ticket prices.) Anyhow, here: </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(88, 88, 88); font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(88, 88, 88); font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; ">"What cultural revolutionaries do not seem to grasp </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(88, 88, 88); font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; ">is that, far from being a grass-roots art form that has been taken over by businessmen, rock itself comes from a commercial exploitation of the blues. It is bourgeois at its core, a mass-produced commodity, dependent on advanced technology and therefore on the money controlled by those in power. Its rebelliousness does not imply specific political content; it can be—and has been—criminal, fascistic, and coolly individualistic as well as revolutionary. Nor is the hip lifestyle inherently radical. It can simply be a more pleasurable way of surviving within the system, which is what the pop sensibility has always been about. Certainly that was what Woodstock was about: ignore the bad, groove on the good, hang loose, and let things happen. The truth is that there can’t be a revolutionary culture until there is a revolution. In the meantime, we should at least insist that the capitalists who produce rock concerts charge reasonable prices for reasonable service."</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-3970194471895973583?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-68362145872914789592011-03-30T15:58:00.004-04:002011-03-30T16:06:57.969-04:00<div style="text-align: left;">Last week, I was in the offices of <i>Westword</i> doing a little bit of this and a little bit of that for its <a href="http://www.westword.com/bestof/">annual "Best of Denver" issue</a>. I even came up with a few categories and wrote some entries. Check them out below.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sXWf4DZvjA/TZOMA2tB52I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iHFQDDEm0Ug/s320/westw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589965508809189218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 286px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><a href="http://www.westword.com/bestof/2011/award/best-high-school-sports-powerhouse-1770602/">Best High School Sports Powerhouse</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.westword.com/bestof/2011/award/best-move-by-a-general-manager-1770597/">Best Move by a General Manager</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.westword.com/bestof/2011/award/best-sports-bar-1770154/">Best Sports Bar</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.westword.com/bestof/2011/award/best-upscale-sports-bar-1770600/">Best Upscale Sports Bar</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.westword.com/bestof/2011/award/best-sporting-defense-of-denver-1770641/">Best Sporting Defense of Denver</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.westword.com/bestof/2011/award/best-tv-sportscaster-1770494/">Best TV Sportscaster</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.westword.com/bestof/2011/award/best-cheap-electronics-1770524/">Best Cheap Electronics</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6836214587291478959?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-62004369157336579612011-03-20T23:30:00.005-04:002011-03-21T00:10:00.421-04:00<div style="text-align: left;">I've been down here in Austin writing about music, admittedly not anywhere nearly <a href="http://rapsandhustles.com/2011/03/03/ghostface-killah-top-10-softest-rappers-in-the-game/">as well as Ghostface Killah</a>. </div><br />That said, check out my words if you'd like.<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEZpeUoK0XE/TYbONNrR2gI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jEx2uBSpRRs/s320/sxsw%2B2011%2Blogo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586379114204486146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 131px; " /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><u>The Denver Post<br /></u><br /><a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/03/17/sxsw-wednesday-photos-recap/">Day 1</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/03/18/dispatches-from-austin-south-by-southwest-festival-day-2/">Day 2</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/03/19/sxsw-day-3/">Day 3</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/03/20/dispatches-from-austin-south-by-southwest-festival-day-4/">Day 4</a><br /><br /><u>AOL Spinner<br /></u><br /><a href="http://www.spinner.com/2011/03/17/tennis-fat-possum-smith-westerns-sxsw/?a_dgi=aolshare_twitter">Fat Possum</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.spinner.com/2011/03/19/deerhunter-sxsw-2011/?a_dgi=aolshare_twitter">Deerhunter</a><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6200436915733657961?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-86902269761794785242011-02-24T17:39:00.005-05:002011-02-24T17:51:21.395-05:00<div style="text-align: left;">It was great news to hear that <a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/02/22/live-review-smith-westerns-the-larimer-lounge/">the review I wrote</a> for<i> <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2011/01/denver-post.html">The Denver Post</a></i><a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2011/01/denver-post.html">'s Reverb</a> was printed in the actual newspaper (yep, they still exist) this morning. Check it: </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0mMYKyQ_Iw/TWbe2tAm5gI/AAAAAAAAAGA/c8xmJqWwtdQ/s400/img002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577390219921384962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 650px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><div>That one's for Bill.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8690226976179478524?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-91647606803536018282011-02-03T19:16:00.004-05:002011-02-03T19:39:52.920-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TUtJu_fOX4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/37PmemDTAMw/s1600/faceman.jpg"></a>Ahoy:<div><br /></div><div>I've been pretty busy writing as of late. My old rag, <i>Time Out New York</i>, has published a <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/music-nightlife/music/702179/wye-oak">preview of Wye Oak</a> and <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/music-nightlife/music/713331/album-review-lia-ices">Lia Ices album review</a>. Stay tuned for some more upcoming jams for <i>TONY</i>.</div><div><br /></div><div>AOL Spinner posted <a href="http://www.spinner.com/2011/01/25/woodsman-rare-forms/">an interview</a> I did with locals Woodsman, <i>The Denver Post</i>'s Reverb went live with my reviews of <a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/01/11/live-review-peter-wolf-crier-retribution-gospel-choir-the-hi-dive/">PWC + RGC</a> and <a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/01/17/live-review-the-disco-biscuits-the-ogden-theatre/#19">the Disco Biscuits</a>. Most excitingly, <i>Westword</i> came out with my <a href="http://www.westword.com/2011-02-03/music/faceman-gwar-of-folk/">feature on FaceMan</a> today. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TUtJu_fOX4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/37PmemDTAMw/s1600/faceman.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TUtJu_fOX4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/37PmemDTAMw/s320/faceman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569626435838959490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px; " /></a><br /></div><div>I also would like to welcome some new readers to the blog who have come by way of <a href="http://www.largeheartedboy.com/blog/archive/2011/01/2010_online_yea_41.html">Largehearted Boy linking</a> to my Top Albums of the year <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2010/12/top-15-albums-of-2010.html">post</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hooray! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-9164760680353601828?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-9401753168665010702011-01-21T14:57:00.008-05:002011-01-31T21:06:25.584-05:00<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "><span id="internal-source-marker_0.4486239277757704" style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">1. Caribou, “Odessa”</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "><span id="internal-source-marker_0.4486239277757704" style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "><span id="internal-source-marker_0.4486239277757704" style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4519689"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4519689" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">2. Kanye West, “Runaway”</span><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7844116"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7844116" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">3. LCD Soundsystem, “Dance Yrself Clean”</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7985969"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7985969" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">4. Das Racist, “hahahaha jk?”</span><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5356764"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5356764" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">5. Twin Shadow, “When We’re Dancing”</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4668040"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4668040" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">6. Javelin, “We Ah Wi”</span><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F3086236"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F3086236" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">7. Crystal Castles, “Baptism”</span><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2511153"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2511153" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">8. Sharon van Etten, “Save Yourself”</span><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4847338"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4847338" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">9. Hot Chip, “I Feel Better”</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2357277"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2357277" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /></span></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">10. Wolf Parade, “What Did My Lover Say?”</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2732992"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2732992" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">11. Panda Bear, “Drone”</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZT6UtA7fkkE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">12. Broken Bells, “Your Head Is On Fire”</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Click <a href="http://ilike.myspacecdn.com/play#Broken+Bells:Your+Head+Is+On+Fire:156561615:s65351565.15206976.23194897.0.2.2%2Cstd_c001036c7db842e48015fff7980c227f">here</a>.<br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">13. Suckers, “Black Sheep”</span><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4695447"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4695447" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">14. Joanna Newsom, “Good Intentions Paving Company”</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2075320"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F2075320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">15. Yeasayer, “O.N.E.”</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4738864"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4738864" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">16. Salem, “Redlights”</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5952688"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5952688" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">17. Buke and Gass, “Your Face Left Before You”</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7909964"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F7909964" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">18. Four Tet, “She Just Likes to Fight”</span><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tyi7F1yrVTc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">19. FLIGHT, “Goodbye Horses”</span><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5702425"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5702425" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">20. The Walkmen, “Woe Is Me”</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5392769"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5392769" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">21. Cee Lo Green, “Fuck You!”</span><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CAV0XrbEwNc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">22. ceo, “White Magic”</span><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uQImTcqQK6Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">23. Wavves, "King of the Beach"</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4537212"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F4537212" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">24. Sleigh Bells, “Rill Rill”</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt; background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "></span></span><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F8923175"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F8923175" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">25. No Age, “Depletion”</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5355445"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F5355445" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object><br /><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">I have been informed that my Pazz and Jop ballot was sent to my old </span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><i>Time Out</i></span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "> email address, so I didn't vote this year. (It seems unlikely that I would've been able to singlehandedly alter <a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/pazznjop/">Kanye's sweep</a>, anyhow.) For what it's worth, here are my favorite songs of the year and their respective streams. My favorite albums are below; you can read more about what I thought of them <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/music-nightlife/the-volume-blog/672547/csj-makes-a-top-ten-list">here</a>, at </span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><i>Time Out</i></span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; ">.</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; "><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-940175316866501070?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-84103392690179145982011-01-11T16:44:00.004-05:002011-01-11T16:59:51.701-05:00<div style="text-align: left;">My father wrote for <i>The Denver Post</i> for two-and-a-half years. (He was at <i>The Rocky Mountain News</i>, R.I.P., for 14.) So, it's nice to have a byline on <i>The Post</i>'s Reverb site today.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TSzSXaQlXKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4p_1Kflw8jI/s320/denver-post.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561050939523423394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">I wrote a review of the Peter Wolf Crier and Retribution Gospel Choir show last night at the Hi-Dive. <a href="http://www.heyreverb.com/2011/01/11/live-review-peter-wolf-crier-retribution-gospel-choir-the-hi-dive/">Here</a> it be. Looking forward to writing more show reviews for Reverb in the near future...</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8410339269017914598?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-14245297180338996092010-12-28T18:28:00.004-05:002010-12-28T18:50:46.191-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TRp3e6LHq5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/uldyF_2sNiA/s1600/pe-beach-house-teen-dream.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TRp3e6LHq5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/uldyF_2sNiA/s200/pe-beach-house-teen-dream.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555884463210605458" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" >1. Beach House - <span style="font-style: italic; ">Teen Dream</span><br /><br />2. Titus Andronicus -<span style="font-style: italic; "> The Monitor</span><br /><br />3. Deerhunter - <i>Halcyon Digest</i><br /><br />4. Kanye West - <i>My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy</i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><br /></i>5. ceo - <span style="font-style: italic; ">White Magic</span><br /><br />6. Menomena -<span style="font-style: italic; "> Mines</span><br /><br />7. Future Islands - <i>In Evening Air</i><br /><br />8. The Dead Weather - <i>Sea of Cowards</i><br /><br />9. Big Boi -<span style="font-style: italic; "> Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty</span><br /><br />10. Das Racist - <span style="font-style: italic; ">Sit Down, Man</span><br /><br />11. No Age - <span style="font-style: italic; ">Everything In Between</span><br /><br />12. Joanna Newsom - <i>Have One on Me</i><br /><br />13. Warpaint - <span style="font-style: italic; ">The Fool</span><br /><br />14. Woods - <span style="font-style: italic; ">At Echo Lake</span><br /><br />15. Das Racist - <span style="font-style: italic; ">Shut Up, Dude</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; " >On this blog (for a reason none other than indecisiveness) I've made it a tradition to list my top fifteen records of the year (2007 is <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-15-albums-of-2007.html" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); ">here</a>, 2008 <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-15-albums-of-2008.html" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 153); ">here</a> and 2009 <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-15-albums-of-2009.html">here</a>) instead of a more typical top ten. I also don't say anything about why I've selected them (at least at first). Deal with it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; " ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; " >For more words on why I chose the top ten of these fifteen, stay tuned. Also, keep on the lookout for some Pazz &amp; Jop action in January.</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-1424529718033899609?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-3086395942550503692010-11-04T12:39:00.003-04:002010-11-04T12:47:03.488-04:00<div style="text-align: left;">Here in New York for the week and went on in to my ol' stomping grounds of <i>Time Out</i> on Tuesday.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TNLjJWOdbEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/x_WnlirCp44/s320/CSJTONY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535736641716317250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div>It was good to see everybody but also reminded me: There's a new website afoot and many of my links to the right are dead or wrong. I'm working to get them back to 100% but please be patient if you are hurting for some Colin St. John archive work. (Which I'm sure you all are.)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-308639594255050369?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-89716435899701891142010-10-04T21:54:00.006-04:002010-10-04T22:22:42.300-04:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ah, not winning contests...it happens.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TKqIzFej0xI/AAAAAAAAADw/nbzb5bsNH8M/s320/mcsweeneys.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524378304148394770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 114px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2006/05/vanity-fair-youth-essay-contest-i.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">My first ever blog post here was on May 12, 2006</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. It was an essay that I wrote for a </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Vanity Fair</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> contest that I didn't win. Well, some things never change. Below is a column </span><a href="http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2010/9/27contestwinners.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I wrote for McSweeney's</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> about the newfound predicament of living in my mom's basement.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; "><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Missives from Mom’s basement</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; "><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; "><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TKqJlNyjyvI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cDcSmpVbRK4/s320/DSCN0176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524379165373221618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; "><u><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A brief description: </span></span></u></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After living in </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">New York City</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> as a writer for five years, Colin St. John, 27, decided he had had enough of the Big Apple and would move back to his hometown of </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Denver</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">,</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Colorado</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. He conveniently forgot that after blowing all of his paltry savings on a three-month-long road-trip that he would be moving home quite literally.</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><u><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">One full example column: </span></span></u><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Column #1: Upon the sharing of meals</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">She just walked past me chewing with her mouth open. That kills me every time. </span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Let me say, right off the bat, that my mom is great. She is generous, loving, gregarious, and on and on. But, she is 59 years old, a nonstop spark-plug with a serious work ethic, always smiling, a woman…lots of things I am not. Also, she has taken the day-one joke that I made to call each other “roommate” way too far and I don’t think she has called me “Colin,” “son” or “you” in at least three months.</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Let me also say that I know thinking your mom is great is not a feeling solely held by me. It’s just that my mom is better than all of your moms. Now that I have said that, hopefully she will not kick me out of this basement.</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And she chews with her mouth open. It’s the way she chews, too. Sometimes I get so annoyed by the way she eats that my dizzying infuriation makes it seem like her mouth is moving in slow motion. Kind of like that “Forever” scene </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Sandlot</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> but with cookie crumbs coming out of the sides. </span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It’s the type of anger that can only be reserved for someone you spend most of your time with: many of my peers may find themselves clenching their teeth when their girlfriend tucks in a sheet a particular way or wife wipes their kid’s ice cream stain up with her spit. Perhaps an indication of my relative maturity level, I get upset when my mom doesn’t close her lips. </span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">But, open orifices aren’t really our biggest problems when it comes to meals. It’s become the nightly Achilles heel in our recent relationship. As of late, we have been embattled in a meat war. It started with some graying beef kabobs and moved on to some overly-marbled lamb that she said we couldn’t grill because it was made “for a stew.” If anyone ever says meat is made “for a stew,” that meat is shitty meat.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Because of these egregious transgressions, I forbade her this past weekend from purchasing the protein for the household from now on. The last straw came from some on-sale deli turkey that had little, clear fat windows throughout like a budget </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">fromage de tête</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. (</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">New York City</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> has its problems but having Boars Head available on every corner is not one of them.)</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The overarching issue is that often I try to eat “healthy” (or, I guess it should be “healthily” for Manual of Style folks); she does not.</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Born in </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Cleveland</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ohio</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, Penny St. John likes to eat, and to cook, prototypical Midwestern meals. She likes meatloaf, pasta and chili. Go-to eating out or ordering in can fall into one of the following categories:</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">1) Pizza: Let me tell you, Papa John’s possesses neither better ingredients nor better pizza</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">2) Cheese-covered Tex-Mex: I guess there isn’t ‘Rado-Mex</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">3) Cheese: Preferably school-bus-yellow block cheddar</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">4) Chinese: She gets the moo shu chicken now instead of pork because “it’s good” for her</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So, it ain’t exactly the South Beach Diet. (The fact that that is the most recent diet trend I can recall should say something.) And, I’m a big guy—certainly not going to be starring in any Bowflex commercials anytime soon. It’s just that if I want to have, say, sushi or anything not pipelined in from </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Wisconsin</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, it’s not going to happen. </span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br />(</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I suppose it doesn’t help that I am poor as shit and depend on my mother for many of my meals at the age of twenty-seven. It’s a high school redux down here, with Jimi Hendrix posters, a twin bed and forgotten 30-waist Dockers making my almost ten years in Boston and New York City seem like a hallucination or needless interlude. Kind of like this entire paragraph.)</span></span><span style="color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I viewed our nights home together as an opportunity to explore some new culinary territory, but it really hasn’t happened. (My mother, understandably, is probably still recovering from twenty years of my father—who now lives in Chicago—being the food critic in Denver and making us eat Ethiopian four nights in a given week.) I guess the most important thing is that even if our frequent meals together now haven’t been what I expected—even if they are exactly what I should have expected—our conversations have been just swell. Maybe that’s because, unlike the overarching cinematic scholar agreement that </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Sandlot</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> is a top-ten-of-all-time film, we know this isn’t going to last forever.</span></span></p></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8971643589970189114?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-67260730564473816512010-09-21T17:34:00.003-04:002010-09-21T17:43:44.166-04:00<div style="text-align: left;">Today marks my first piece as a blogger for The Huffington Post. Instead of writing about something, say, political or cerebral, I chose beer.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TJkmwA83tOI/AAAAAAAAADg/0SP3Q1zQw_g/s320/HP.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519485424650138850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 34px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span><div>I spent most of the past weekend at the Great American Beer Festival here in Denver and after going to three of the four sessions, <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/colin-st-john/the-ten-best-beers-i-tast_b_732469.html">this</a> is what I found. (I also found out my liver and I are in a fight.)</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6726073056447381651?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-81664850549163561102010-08-20T17:37:00.005-04:002010-08-20T17:53:35.918-04:00<div>On Monday, I was lucky enough to shake hands with the President of the United States. Anyone who <a href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/tonyblog/category/politics/dnc-2008/">read my DNC coverage</a> (or knows me even a little bit) understands that I would be thrilled. But, would you have guessed I would have this big of a shit-eating grin on my face in Obama's presence?</div><div><div><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TG73g6liDUI/AAAAAAAAADI/_42onNcm8eM/s1600/The+Big+O.jpeg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TG73g6liDUI/AAAAAAAAADI/_42onNcm8eM/s400/The+Big+O.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507611539175247170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px; " /></a><br /><div>Here's another:</div></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TG735d7LN5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uq4XjJDFbkM/s1600/Another.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TG735d7LN5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uq4XjJDFbkM/s400/Another.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507611960978126738" /></a><br /><div>Seems I was on on The Today Show for a bit (54 seconds in):</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div><object width="420" height="245" id="msnbc84d114" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=10,0,0,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32545640"><param name="FlashVars" value="launch=38735417&amp;width=420&amp;height=245"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="wmode" value="opaque"><embed name="msnbc84d114" src="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32545640" width="420" height="245" flashvars="launch=38735417&amp;width=420&amp;height=245" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="opaque" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"></embed></object><p style="font-size:11px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #999; margin-top: 5px; background: transparent; text-align: center; width: 420px;">Visit msnbc.com for <a style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;" href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/">breaking news</a>, <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032507" style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;">world news</a>, and <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032072" style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;">news about the economy</a></p><br /></div></div><div>All killer, no filler. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8166485054916356110?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-31268762081563646942010-08-17T18:50:00.003-04:002010-08-17T18:55:15.082-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TGsTDpd-x1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/uOWtGkcoH7k/s1600/hippyskippy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TGsTDpd-x1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/uOWtGkcoH7k/s320/hippyskippy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506515922782701394" border="0" /></a>Phish is playing Jones Beach tonight and tomorrow and, hilariously/fittingly/tongue-in-cheekily, <a href="http://www.brooklynvegan.com/archives/2010/08/whats_going_on_1061.html">Brooklyn Vegan has posted part of my interview</a> with Trey Anastasio from last year and linked to the whole shebang. Let the grumpy hipster comments begin!<br /><br />(They killed it at Alpine Valley this past weekend, by the way.)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-3126876208156364694?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-57614727043145996892010-07-14T15:21:00.002-04:002010-07-14T15:24:45.836-04:00Here's the news feature I did on Waste Farmers for <span style="font-style: italic;">Westword</span>:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.westword.com/2010-07-15/news/waste-farmers-farm-waste-for-a-more-sustainable-future/">http://www.westword.com/2010-07-15/news/waste-farmers-farm-waste-for-a-more-sustainable-future/</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TD4Ox9lzd4I/AAAAAAAAACw/Z80posR-rVY/s1600/farmers.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/TD4Ox9lzd4I/AAAAAAAAACw/Z80posR-rVY/s320/farmers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493844846948087682" border="0" /></a><br />My favorite part that didn't make the cut? When Celesta talks about his friend from Santa Cruz who was named Goat and lived in a tree.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-5761472704314599689?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-52780956766725735822010-06-12T17:58:00.003-04:002010-06-12T17:59:54.655-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.spinner.com/media/2010/06/phish-200-061210.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 225px;" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.spinner.com/media/2010/06/phish-200-061210.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Here's another AOL review I did for the Phish show last night in Chicago:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.spinner.com/2010/06/12/phish-open-tour-with-throwbacks-in-chicago/">http://www.spinner.com/2010/06/12/phish-open-tour-with-throwbacks-in-chicago/</a><br /><br />Tour opener. Party.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-5278095676672573582?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-68853137122426272432010-04-27T18:53:00.003-04:002010-04-27T19:04:23.708-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/S9dtWwwpAZI/AAAAAAAAACo/UepwuxP1WXk/s1600/logo_inq_medium.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 30px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/S9dtWwwpAZI/AAAAAAAAACo/UepwuxP1WXk/s320/logo_inq_medium.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464956910650851730" border="0" /></a>I've been traveling around this nation of ours for over a month now, so apologies for not shouting for a bit. Anyhow, <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/music/83265/titus-andronicus-concert-preview-and-interview">my feature on Titus Andronicus in <span style="font-style: italic;">Time Out New York</span></a> got some unexpected praise…from lead singer Patrick Stickles's father. <a href="http://www.philly.com/inquirer/weekend/20100409_Jersey_rockers_with_a_Shakespeare_link.html">From <span style="font-style: italic;">The Philadelphia Inquirer</span></a>:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"My dad called me up after reading the </span>Time Out New York<span style="font-style: italic;"> review," Stickles says, speaking of the album, which is significantly more accomplished and ambitious than the band's 2008 rough-and-ready debut, </span>The Airing of Grievances<span style="font-style: italic;">. "He said, 'Did you see this? It says you made the first great concept album of the decade!' I said, 'Dad, it's March.' "</span><br /><a href="http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/04/30/has-swine-flu-changed-your-habits/"><br />First <span style="font-style: italic;">The New York Times</span></a>, then this. I've got you in my crosshairs now, <span style="font-style: italic;">Wall Street Journal</span>!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6885313712242627243?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-76231164047068348792010-02-12T15:58:00.002-05:002010-02-12T16:02:21.602-05:00It is good and <span style="font-style: italic;">The New York Times</span> is running a review this Sunday. (Check that review out online right now <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/14/books/review/Pruzan-t.html">here</a>.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/S3XBta29U4I/AAAAAAAAACg/UB1whn4-2k0/s1600-h/JT.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/S3XBta29U4I/AAAAAAAAACg/UB1whn4-2k0/s320/JT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437465111167849346" border="0" /></a><br />Purchase Justin Taylor's <span style="font-style: italic;">Everything Here is the Best Thing Ever</span> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Everything-Here-Best-Thing-Ever/dp/0061881813/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1266008450&amp;sr=8-1">here</a>. Now.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-7623116404706834879?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-51686062458938920302010-01-27T15:55:00.002-05:002010-01-27T16:03:23.347-05:00AOL's Spinner is running another one of my show reviews. This one is on last night's Beach House album release show at the Bell House. You can read it <a href="http://www.spinner.com/2010/01/27/beach-house-celebrate-teen-dream-release-in-new-york/">here</a>. (You can also check out my <span style="font-style: italic;">Time Out</span> review of the excellent new record <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/music/82148/beach-house-teen-dream-album-review">here</a>.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/S2Cp_iRJ0PI/AAAAAAAAACY/K1Hu8AKLF9o/s1600-h/BH.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/S2Cp_iRJ0PI/AAAAAAAAACY/K1Hu8AKLF9o/s320/BH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431528059604422898" border="0" /></a>From now on, I'll be collecting my AOL material in the sidebar like I've been doing for <span style="font-style: italic;">TONY</span> these past couple of years. Over and out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-5168606245893892030?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-83925814792428441932010-01-21T19:32:00.006-05:002010-01-21T19:40:36.516-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vvoice.vo.llnwd.net/e12/4337103.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 44px;" src="http://vvoice.vo.llnwd.net/e12/4337103.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />My Pazz &amp; Jop ballot is available to view <a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/pazznjop/critics/2009/772248">here</a>. For the second year in a row, I am the proud solo voter of a single (well, okay, <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2009/01/pazz-jop.html">last year I was the only person to vote for two songs</a>).<br /><br />This year's track is the Dutchess and the Duke's "Living This Life." They give it a go here in a live session:<br /><br /><object height="295" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HbZklThq6pM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HbZklThq6pM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="400"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8392581479242844193?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-79724412435034595592009-12-28T15:50:00.003-05:002009-12-28T16:00:50.054-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/SzkcU-nvzhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1iymIIECc5M/s1600-h/Radiohead-KidA.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/SzkcU-nvzhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1iymIIECc5M/s200/Radiohead-KidA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420394773249773074" /></a>1. Radiohead - <i>Kid A</i><br /><br />2. Radiohead -<span style="font-style: italic; "> Amnesiac</span><br /><br />3. Panda Bear - <span style="font-style: italic; ">Person Pitch </span><br /><br />4. Joanna Newsom - <i>Ys</i><br /><br />5. Wilco - <span style="font-style: italic; ">Yankee Hotel Foxtrot</span><br /><br />6. The White Stripes -<span style="font-style: italic; "> White Blood Cells</span><br /><br />7. TV on the Radio - <span style="font-style: italic; ">Return to Cookie Mountain</span><br /><br />8. The White Stripes - <span style="font-style: italic; ">Elephant</span><br /><br />9. Radiohead -<span style="font-style: italic; "> In Rainbows</span><br /><br />10. The Strokes - <i>Is This It</i><br /><br />11. My Morning Jacket - <span style="font-style: italic; ">It Still Moves</span><br /><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Read about why I chose them <a href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/thevolume/2009/12/best-albums-of-the-decade-colin-st-john/">here</a>.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-7972441243503459559?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-28354182684132629232009-12-17T14:48:00.007-05:002009-12-17T15:10:59.394-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/SyqPbIhrCUI/AAAAAAAAACA/3UrJRFiGDL8/s1600-h/Sunset-rubdown-dragonslayer.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/SyqPbIhrCUI/AAAAAAAAACA/3UrJRFiGDL8/s320/Sunset-rubdown-dragonslayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416299198174398786" border="0" /></a>1. Sunset Rubdown - <span style="font-style: italic;">Dragonslayer</span><br /><br />2. Raekwon -<span style="font-style: italic;"> Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…Pt. II</span><br /><br />3. Animal Collective - <span style="font-style: italic;">Merriweather Post Pavilion </span><br /><br />4. Fever Ray - <span style="font-style: italic;">Fever Ray</span><br /><br />5. Dan Deacon - <span style="font-style: italic;">Bromst</span><br /><br />6. Mos Def -<span style="font-style: italic;"> The Ecstatic</span><br /><br />7. Julian Casablancas - <span style="font-style: italic;">Phrazes for the Young</span><br /><br />8. The Flaming Lips - <span style="font-style: italic;">Embryonic</span><br /><br />9. Thomas Function -<span style="font-style: italic;"> In the Valley of Sickness</span><br /><br />10. tUnE-YaRdS - <span style="font-style: italic;">BiRd BrAiNs</span><br /><br />11. Noah and the Whale - <span style="font-style: italic;">The First Days of Spring</span><br /><br />12. Fuck Buttons - <span style="font-style: italic;">Tarot Sport</span><br /><br />13. The Dutchess and the Duke - <span style="font-style: italic;">Sunset / Sunrise</span><br /><br />14. Micachu - <span style="font-style: italic;">Jewellery</span><br /><br />15. Japandroids - <span style="font-style: italic;">Post-Nothing<br /><br /></span>On this blog, I've made it a tradition to list my top fifteen records of the year (2007 is <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-15-albums-of-2007.html">here</a> and 2008 is <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-15-albums-of-2008.html">here</a>). For more words on why I chose the top ten, see our <span style="font-style: italic;">Time Out</span> list <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/music/81522/best-and-worst-music-of-2009">here</a>. Also, keep on the lookout for our decade lists and some Pazz &amp; Jop action in January.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-2835418268413262923?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-59975965878191079722009-12-03T11:37:00.004-05:002009-12-03T11:56:51.873-05:00My first concert recap for AOL's Spinner ran today and—surprise, surprise—it's about Phish. The band played Madison Square Garden last night. Check it out <a href="http://www.spinner.com/2009/12/03/phish-play-madison-square-garden-for-first-time-in-seven-years/">here</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/SxfqM5GS9KI/AAAAAAAAABs/Hd1zFIpsWag/s1600-h/phish05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/SxfqM5GS9KI/AAAAAAAAABs/Hd1zFIpsWag/s320/phish05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411050984515499170" border="0" /></a><br />The show was my tenth of the tour this year…one more to go tonight and another tomorrow for the even dozen. I am neither proud nor ashamed of this fact.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-5997596587819107972?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-26009969441235361682009-11-26T23:58:00.005-05:002009-11-27T00:07:28.688-05:00Remember <a href="http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/04/30/has-swine-flu-changed-your-habits/">when</a>?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/Sw9db4nCAGI/AAAAAAAAABk/Lq8hzjG8jks/s1600/new-york-times-building.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/Sw9db4nCAGI/AAAAAAAAABk/Lq8hzjG8jks/s320/new-york-times-building.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408644411129200738" border="0" /></a><br />Ah,<br /> those were the days.<br /><br />15 minutes.<br /><br />SFP.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-2600996944123536168?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-56923989944410175132009-09-09T16:38:00.006-04:002009-10-07T12:50:57.039-04:00<a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/hot-seat/78303/phish-guitarist-trey-anastasio-interview">My interview with Trey Anastasio</a> is running in this week's <span style="font-style: italic;">Time Out</span>. During the course of it, I ask him about the Clif Bar line in a song from Phish's new album <span style="font-style: italic;">Joy.</span><br /><br />Here's the exchange:<br /><br /><strong>I keep getting caught on the Clif Bar line in “Stealing Time from the Faulty Plan.”</strong><br />Yeah, it goes, “Got a blank space where my mind should be / Got a Clif Bar and some cold green tea.”<br /><br /><p><strong>Is that a product placement?</strong><br />I wish! If Clif Bar wants to give me some money for saying that, I’ll take it.</p><p><strong>The only reason I asked that question was to get this in print so that Clif Bars will send me a case.</strong><br />There was a period a little while ago where I wasn’t eating anything but Clif Bars. I think that line actually really comes from Tom [Marshall, who writes Phish’s lyrics] working in a cubicle at Prudential for the last few years. [<em>Laughs</em>] I went through a period for a couple months there, but I can’t keep eating them. I stopped. Unless they’re gonna give me some money and then I’ll start again.</p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/SqgVCOvDXCI/AAAAAAAAABc/neTOFgrtV5M/s1600-h/logo_ClifBar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 67px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/SqgVCOvDXCI/AAAAAAAAABc/neTOFgrtV5M/s200/logo_ClifBar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379572882953428002" border="0" /></a></p><p>What I didn't actually expect to happen was this:<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-style: italic;">Ask and you shall receive…</p><p style="font-style: italic;">Hey Colin-</p> <p style="font-style: italic;">I read the Phish interview and of course loved it all…and especially the Clif section. I’d be more than happy to send you some bars if you were serious about wanting some<span style="font-family:Wingdings;"></span> Hit me with your contact (and Trey’s if you are so inclined;) and we’ll get you set up. Thanks for the mention and keep up the killer work. It’s a tough job hanging out with rockstars and seeing shows….but someone has to do it.</p> <p style="font-style: italic;">Ride Om!<br /></p> <p style="font-style: italic;">Bryan</p> <p style="font-style: italic;">PS- I’m a fan ….not a clipping service<span style="font-family:Wingdings;"></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" >b.cole</span><span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;" > </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b><span style="color:black;">I </span></b></span><span style="font-size:85%;">director of field experience</span></p> <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >clif bar &amp; company</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color:gray;">1610 fifth street</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >, </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:7;" ><span style=";font-size:85%;color:gray;" >berkeley</span><span style="color:gray;"><span style="font-size:85%;">, ca 94710</span><br /></span></span><br /><br />All killer, no filler!<span style="font-style: italic;font-size:7;" ><span style="color:gray;"><br /></span></span><p><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-5692398994441017513?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-3702380063314308032009-08-04T23:48:00.003-04:002009-08-04T23:57:02.639-04:00Back from Denver after a short weekend of visiting Mom, friends and catching Phish at Red Rocks. I miss it already.<br /><br />So, two things for the 5280 on this night:<br /><br />1 -Fear the horse<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.westword.com/latestword/blue%20mustang%20pic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 245px;" src="http://blogs.westword.com/latestword/blue%20mustang%20pic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />2 - Wave your hands from side to side<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAfKx2tk0IA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAfKx2tk0IA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-370238006331430803?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-48109055279296338722009-06-28T03:01:00.003-04:002009-06-30T15:51:25.923-04:00From the comments section:<br /><br /><span dir="ltr">Anonymous</span> said...<dl id="comments-block"><dd style="font-style: italic;"><p>Sweet picture. My name is Colin St. John too, and there's only room for one of us on this earth, so you better start building a spaceship before I find you.</p> <p class="comment-timestamp">12:00 AM</p></dd><dt><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.channel4.com/film/media/images/Channel4/film/T/2001_space_odyssey_xl_02--film-B.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 230px;" src="http://www.channel4.com/film/media/images/Channel4/film/T/2001_space_odyssey_xl_02--film-B.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></dt></dl><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-4810905527929633872?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-5297486634218521152009-06-18T15:06:00.003-04:002009-06-18T15:11:34.015-04:00They just found a dead guy down at Bonnaroo, which—if you've been—isn't <span style="font-style: italic;">really</span> all that surprising.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/thevolume/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/broo09_logo_hires.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 109px;" src="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/thevolume/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/broo09_logo_hires.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I made it out of there relatively unscathed; check out my wrap-up <a href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/thevolume/2009/06/bonnaroo-wrap-up-highlights-lowlights-and-wtf-moments/">here</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-529748663421852115?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-6005279088532264232009-06-07T20:04:00.003-04:002009-06-07T20:09:12.099-04:00I just went to more Phish shows than most would care to attend...and it was great.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/thevolume/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/dsc01352.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/thevolume/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/dsc01352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Check out my recap of the affairs <a href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/thevolume/2009/06/gone-phishin-recap-of-the-first-three-phish-summer-shows/">here</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-600527908853226423?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-87881246685203069282009-05-20T14:59:00.002-04:002009-05-20T15:03:28.604-04:00We did a nice job over here in the music department for the annual summer concerts issue…if I do say so myself.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.timeoutnewyork.com/static_content/uploads/712.cover.mm-1.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 244px;" src="http://media.timeoutnewyork.com/static_content/uploads/712.cover.mm-1.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Check out the fruit of our labor <a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/summer-in-nyc/74715/nyc-summer-concert-guide">here</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8788124668520306928?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-35118719425899933032009-04-30T15:02:00.002-04:002009-04-30T15:08:15.041-04:00Seems <a href="http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/04/30/has-swine-flu-changed-your-habits/"><span style="font-style: italic;">The New York Times </span>caught wind</a> of my <a href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/thevolume/2009/04/the-ultimate-swine-flu-mixtape/">swine flu mixtape</a>. Pretty sweet deal.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mediabistro.com/fishbowlny/original/nytimes-logo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 160px;" src="http://www.mediabistro.com/fishbowlny/original/nytimes-logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />And—this just in—so did <a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/laplaza/2009/04/the-ultimate-swine-flu-mixtape.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">The L.A. Times. </span></a><br /><br />Man, I hope I don't get this thing.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-3511871942589993303?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-82493973696520943162009-04-15T13:21:00.002-04:002009-04-15T13:26:45.143-04:00So, are people going to start buying Portuguese water dogs like they <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/11/04/jcrew-cashes-in-on-michel_n_141002.html">buy clothes from J. Crew</a>?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/bo1_blog%281%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 297px;" src="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/bo1_blog%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Side question #1: Is it cool if we call him Bobama?<br /><br />Side question #2: Is Bo Jackson pissed that he is now, officially, obsolete?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8249397369652094316?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-60278090766035113432009-03-16T12:47:00.002-04:002009-03-16T12:51:53.541-04:00It's just getting started, but I figured I'd clue y'all in first. It's about stuff that used to be cool, but isn't anymore.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://holidaylonging.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/airplane-hudson.jpg?w=341&amp;h=259"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 259px;" src="http://holidaylonging.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/airplane-hudson.jpg?w=341&amp;h=259" alt="" border="0" /></a>Check it out <a href="http://stuffthatusedtobecool.wordpress.com/">here</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6027809076603511343?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-31883779778557971472009-01-22T11:54:00.005-05:002009-01-22T12:01:20.743-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.villagevoice.com/2946746.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 56px;" src="http://media.villagevoice.com/2946746.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Check it, check it: My Pazz &amp; Jop ballot is now online <a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/pazznjop/critics/2008/772248">here</a>.<br /><br />In the singles category, I am proud the be the only voter of two songs:<br /><br /><b>Chad VanGaalen, <a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/pazznjop/singles/2008/VE1OVCBNYXNr" class="pandjtitlelink">"TMNT Mask"</a></b><br /><br /><b>Wale, <a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/pazznjop/singles/2008/VGhlIEZyZWVzdHlsZSAoUm9jIEJveXMp" class="pandjtitlelink">"The Freestyle (Roc Boys)"</a><br /><br /></b>Deal with it.<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><b><br /></b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-3188377977855797147?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-81319380572310352362008-12-15T16:50:00.006-05:002008-12-16T11:48:47.215-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2c/Walkmen_You%26Me_Cover.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 183px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2c/Walkmen_You%26Me_Cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />1. The Walkmen - <span style="font-style: italic;">You &amp; Me</span><br /><br />2. El Guincho -<span style="font-style: italic;"> Alegranza</span><br /><br />3. The Black Keys - <span style="font-style: italic;">Attack &amp; Release </span><br /><br />4. Love Is All - <span style="font-style: italic;">A Hundred Things Keep Me Up at Night</span><br /><br />5. Portishead - <span style="font-style: italic;">Third</span><br /><br />6. Deerhunter -<span style="font-style: italic;">Microcastle/Weird Era Cont.</span><br /><br />7. Death Vessel - <span style="font-style: italic;">Nothing Is Precious Enough for Us</span><br /><br />8. Bonnie "Prince" Billy - <span style="font-style: italic;">Lie Down in the Light</span><br /><br />9. T.I. - <span style="font-style: italic;">Paper Trail</span><br /><br />10. No Age - <span style="font-style: italic;">Nouns</span><br /><br />11. Vampire Weekend - <span style="font-style: italic;">Vampire Weekend</span><br /><br />12. Wale - <span style="font-style: italic;">The Mixtape About Nothing</span><br /><br />13. Growing - <span style="font-style: italic;">Lateral</span><br /><br />14. Fuck Buttons - <span style="font-style: italic;">Street Horrrsing</span><br /><br />15. Delta Spirit - <span style="font-style: italic;">Ode to Sunshine</span><br /><br /><br />Stay tuned for my <span style="font-style: italic;">Time Out</span> wrap of the Top Ten.<br /><br />For last year's 15 go <a href="http://sainthemingway.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-15-albums-of-2007.html">here</a> and for the Top Ten <span style="font-style: italic;">TONY</span> wrap, <a href="http://www.timeout.com/newyork/articles/music/25134/the-best-albums-of-2007/4.html">here</a>. Word!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8131938057231035236?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-69482312420032537142008-11-12T23:22:00.001-05:002008-11-12T23:24:27.605-05:00FUCK YES.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.donkeydish.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/barack-obama-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 416px;" src="http://www.donkeydish.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/01/barack-obama-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6948231242003253714?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-34095066319680083902008-10-24T17:32:00.003-04:002008-10-24T17:40:14.193-04:00Doing some daily blogging for Time Out from the CMJ Festival in NYC. You can check out my preview of the events <a href="http://www.timeout.com/newyork/articles/music/68037/if-at-first-you-dont-succeed">here</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cmj.com/marathon/imgs/cmj08logo2.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 159px;" src="http://www.cmj.com/marathon/imgs/cmj08logo2.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Day 1 Blog <a href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/tonyblog/?p=7517">here</a><br /><br />Day 2 Blog <a href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/tonyblog/?p=7527">here</a><br /><br />Day 3 Blog <a href="http://www3.timeoutny.com/newyork/tonyblog/?p=7534">here</a><br /><br />More come—the rest of the posts will be under "Time Out Blog" in lower right rail.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-3409506631968008390?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-49350149467783534402008-09-02T16:27:00.002-04:002008-09-02T16:33:05.434-04:00Check out the full hot order of my Democratic National Convention blogging <a href="http://www.timeout.com/newyork/tonyblog/?cat=151">here</a>. I feared and loathed as best I could on the campaign trail.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i126.photobucket.com/albums/p102/timeoutny/Picture057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i126.photobucket.com/albums/p102/timeoutny/Picture057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />While you're at it, observe <span style="font-style: italic;">Denver Post</span> columnist (and local legend) Bill Husted's <a href="http://www.denverpost.com/husted/ci_10330236">shout out</a> to yours truly (scroll to the bottom).<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-4935014946778353440?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-15422458882578873232008-07-26T14:43:00.004-04:002008-07-27T18:06:38.995-04:00I'm not exactly sure what they're doing here besides making a great fucking album.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.subpop.com/assets/images/4410.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.subpop.com/assets/images/4410.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Oxford Collapse - <span style="font-style: italic;">BITS</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-1542245888257887323?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-15471225221617105432008-07-09T13:44:00.006-04:002008-07-12T22:36:22.994-04:00This album is no joke: Great singing and songwriting from a well-connected 24 year-old (with a lot of names) who makes this 25 year-old feel woefully inadequate.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41E5W2Y63DL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41E5W2Y63DL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson - <span style="font-style: italic;">Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-1547122522161710543?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-37345289476590799112008-05-02T15:30:00.003-04:002008-05-02T15:43:55.570-04:00This should have been on my Top Ten from last year. I listen to it more than most of the others now, finding new sounds all the time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jagjaguwar.com/press/sunsetrubdown/JAG113.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.jagjaguwar.com/press/sunsetrubdown/JAG113.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Sunset Rubdown - <span style="font-style: italic;">Random Spirit Lover</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-3734528947659079911?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-67642037705937283402008-04-03T15:48:00.004-04:002008-04-03T15:56:26.145-04:00Today I'm going to start recommending albums that kick total ass. I'm not going to give them a rating or some long, erudite review. Just listen to these fucking albums.<br /><br />First one is just coming out; tight blues-rock to your face.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/517JTETmz4L._SS500_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/517JTETmz4L._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /> Black Keys - <span style="font-style: italic;">Attack &amp; Release</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6764203770593728340?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-24361188362062080682008-03-31T12:56:00.004-04:002008-04-14T15:34:19.489-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yeasayer.net/images/wrf002-cover.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.yeasayer.net/images/wrf002-cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I'd say by the end of March/beginning of April last year, I had 10-15 albums that I was enthralled with, 10-15 albums that I probably could throw on a Year End list like the one below.<br /><br />This year, I can't figure out what's going on. I suppose it's just the natural ebb and flow, but I only <span style="font-style: italic;">really</span> like a handful of albums so far this year and of those few, only one approaches being flawless. And guess what? It was released in 2007. <span style="font-style: italic;">All Hour Cymbals</span> by Yeasayer.<br /><br />Other acceptable discs so far this year: Fuck Buttons, Bon Iver (also first released last year), The Dodos.<br /><br />Shit better pick up soon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-2436118836206208068?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-73845301814320529612007-11-29T16:26:00.000-05:002007-11-29T16:40:33.549-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/50/Pandabearpersonpitch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/50/Pandabearpersonpitch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />1. Panda Bear - <span style="font-style: italic;">Person Pitch</span><br /><br />2. Radiohead -<span style="font-style: italic;"> In Rainbows</span><br /><br />3. White Stripes - <span style="font-style: italic;">Icky Thump</span><br /><br />4. Lil Wayne - <span style="font-style: italic;">Da Drought 3</span><br /><br />5. Menomena - <span style="font-style: italic;">Friend and Foe</span><br /><br />6. Animal Collective - <span style="font-style: italic;">Strawberry Jam</span><br /><br />7. Of Montreal - <span style="font-style: italic;">Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer?</span><br /><br />8. Battles - <span style="font-style: italic;">Mirrored</span><br /><br />9. Kanye West - <span style="font-style: italic;">Graduation</span><br /><br />10. Les Savy Fav - <span style="font-style: italic;">Let's Stay Friends</span><br /><br />11. Sunset Rubdown - <span style="font-style: italic;">Random Spirit Lover</span><br /><br />12. Arctic Monkeys - <span style="font-style: italic;">Favourite Worst Nightmare</span><br /><br />13. Queens of the Stone Age - <span style="font-style: italic;">Era Vulgaris</span><br /><br />14. Justice - <span style="font-style: italic;">†</span><br /><br />15. M.I.A. - <span style="font-style: italic;">Kala</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-7384530181432052961?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-63696308018456262812007-11-02T13:58:00.000-04:002007-11-02T14:09:09.886-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets4.pitchforkmedia.com/images/image/40545.sufjanbqe.jpg?"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 141px;" src="http://assets4.pitchforkmedia.com/images/image/40545.sufjanbqe.jpg?" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I got a chance to check out Sufjan Steven's new orchestral arrangement at its premiere last night. It was really good in some parts and lacking in others. Ironically (if you pay attention to <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/What_the_Deal,_Sufjan%3F">what the dude has been saying</a> lately), the high points were when the orchestra toned it down and the rock band side amped it up. In fact, the high point of the night was after "The BQE" and after the intermission. This, of course, is when he came back out and played his "rock" material (heavy on the<span style="font-style: italic;"> Illinois</span> and highlighted by "Majesty Snowbird"). No matter what you think of his music -- or his hipster-anointed Second-Coming status -- I think you have to respect his creativity. And his love for hula hoops.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6369630801845626281?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-22040566273436278062007-10-24T11:29:00.001-04:002007-10-24T11:37:54.603-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/images/der/L3Zhci93d3cvc2l0ZXMvbWVkaWEuc2hvdXRtb3V0aC5jb20vaHRtbC9kZXJpdnMvODZkOGI2OGQ1YTcxMjA0N2VkYWUzY2FkZmI4MTIzOTYtZTk2YzM4NTEzMzNhM2JlZjA5MzczY2M4NTI0MGI3NzcuanBn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/images/der/L3Zhci93d3cvc2l0ZXMvbWVkaWEuc2hvdXRtb3V0aC5jb20vaHRtbC9kZXJpdnMvODZkOGI2OGQ1YTcxMjA0N2VkYWUzY2FkZmI4MTIzOTYtZTk2YzM4NTEzMzNhM2JlZjA5MzczY2M4NTI0MGI3NzcuanBn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>My <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/40_Albums_That_Rolling_Stone_Got_Wrong" id="g-uo" title="40 Albums That Rolling Stone Got Wrong">40 Albums That <i>Rolling Stone</i> Got Wrong</a> was "made popular" on <a href="http://digg.com/music/40_Albums_That_Deserved_Rolling_Stone_s_5_Stars" id="goq6" title="Digg">Digg</a>. So was my <a href="http://digg.com/music/25_Legendary_Bands_That_Should_Reunite" id="r8tm" title="25 Bands That Should Reunite">25 Bands That Should Reunite</a> (that one was also recognized by <a href="http://www.bestweekever.tv/2007/08/23/25-bands-that-should-maybe-kind-of-reunite-or-something/" id="axvt" title="VH1">Vh1</a> and <a href="http://www.largeheartedboy.com/blog/archive/2007/08/shorties_1205.html" id="hk1r" title="Largehearted Boy">Largehearted Boy</a>). My <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/The_Most_Overrated_Bands_of_All_Time" id="kq_r" title="Overrated">Overrated</a> and <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/The_Most_Underrated_Bands_of_All_Time" id="b5f3" title="Underrated Bands">Underrated Bands</a> lists made some waves, too, and <a href="http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2007/extramustard/09/14/hotclicks.0914/index.html" id="m.yu" title="Sports Illustrated/CNN linked"><i>Sports Illustrated</i>/CNN linked</a> to my <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/The_40_Nerdiest_Real_Names_of_Famous_Musicians" id="tbxn" title="40 Nerdiest Names of Musicians">40 Nerdiest Names of Musicians</a>. A story I did on <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Vanilla_Ice%253A_A_Life_in_YouTube_Videos" id="qbki" title="Vanilla Ice">Vanilla Ice</a> was linked to on <a href="http://www.maximonline.com/index.aspx" id="psuh" title="Maxim.com">Maxim.com</a> and another I did on <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Predicting_the_Baseball_Playoffs_by_Closing_Pitcher_Songs" id="ouoi" title="baseball closer songs">baseball closer songs</a> was linked to on <a href="http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2007/extramustard/10/04/hotclicks.1004/index.html" id="drjt" title="Sports Illustrated/CNN">Sports Illustrated/CNN</a> again.<br /><br />Besides "generating traffic" (which is, admittedly, not really one of my personal goals), I have reported on the Pitchfork Music Festival (<a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Pitchfork_Music_Festival%3A_Day_1" id="fmuo" title="1">1</a>,<a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Pitchfork_Music_Festival%3A_Day_2" id="gj7j" title="2">2</a>,<a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Pitchfork_Music_Festival%3A_Day_3" id="s847" title="3">3</a>), Lollapalooza (<a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Lollapalooza%3A_Day_1" id="e94c" title="1">1</a>,<a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Lollapalooza%3A_Day_2" id="sp.c" title="2">2</a>,<a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Lollapalooza%3A_Day_3" id="glmm" title="3">3</a>), and Austin City Limits (<a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Austin_City_Limits_Wrap-Up" id="avnd" title="here">here</a>). I've also conducted interviews with everyone from <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Exclusive_Interview%3A_Great_Lake_Swimmers" id="hbqc" title="Great Lake Swimmers">Great Lake Swimmers</a> to <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Interview%3A_Illinois" id="dtxw" title="Illinois">Illinois</a>, <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Interview%3A_Dan_Deacon" id="fb16" title="Dan Deacon">Dan Deacon</a> to <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/news/Shoutmouth_Spotlight%3A_Panda_Bear" id="gt-r" title="Panda Bear">Panda Bear</a>. My interview with Panda Bear was picked up by <a href="http://www.stereogum.com/archives/panda-bear-on-leaking-nudity.html" id="vj3e" title="stereogum">stereogum</a>, <a href="http://www.paperthinwalls.com/bullhorn/item?id=2458" id="u33g" title="Paper Thin Walls">Paper Thin Walls</a>, and <a href="http://www.largeheartedboy.com/blog/archive/2007/06/shorties_1146.html" id="vqan" title="Largehearted Boy">Largehearted Boy</a>. And, in true 21st century fashion, I felt validated when my interview was quoted in the Animal Collective <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strawberry_Jam_%28album%29" id="j-3b" title="Strawberry Jam Wikipedia entry"><i>Strawberry Jam </i>Wikipedia entry</a>.<br /><br />These videos (<a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=n0F5KROHQwk" id="jztv" title="1">1</a>,<a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=PkDZsqc68Mo" id="wubc" title="2">2</a>,<a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=lgev57jFPZE" id="r2c_" title="3">3</a>) are good for a laugh, too.<br /><br />Please let me know if you'd like to see more of my clips; I've got over 3,000.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-2204056627343627806?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-40522990342621657642007-08-30T11:34:00.000-04:002007-08-30T11:36:00.798-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.colonies.com/UserData/3193992/BlogPhotos/Lil-Wayne-tct02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://files.colonies.com/UserData/3193992/BlogPhotos/Lil-Wayne-tct02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This guy is blowing my box right now.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-4052299034262165764?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-66618221291028211852007-05-29T15:58:00.000-04:002007-05-29T16:01:26.772-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kwak.org/blog/photos/pinkberry-yogurt-franchise.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.kwak.org/blog/photos/pinkberry-yogurt-franchise.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This has gone on long enough. What is with this crap? Stinkberry get outta my face! <br /><br />I think I'm just going to use this blog to talk about stuff that sucks from now on.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6661822129102821185?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-66389047858453496182007-03-06T17:20:00.000-05:002007-03-06T17:24:09.666-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kidatchristmas.com/images/neutral-milk-hotel.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://kidatchristmas.com/images/neutral-milk-hotel.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Check it out at <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com">www.shoutmouth.com</a>. My alter ego is <a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/index.php/roles/25">NeutralMilk</a>, so go ahead and see what I've been up to for the last couple of months.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-6638904785845349618?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-42417655224211732902007-02-08T10:10:00.000-05:002007-02-08T10:17:56.945-05:00but I will really soon, I swear. Check back.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artsandlectures.ucsb.edu/archive/2002-2003/perform/images/sedaris.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.artsandlectures.ucsb.edu/archive/2002-2003/perform/images/sedaris.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-4241765522421173290?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-86859620408719337662007-01-10T17:22:00.000-05:002007-01-10T17:27:46.395-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/RaVoXLnzCRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_lzg3Th5xA/s1600-h/shoutmouth.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IlfvZRNTshQ/RaVoXLnzCRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_lzg3Th5xA/s200/shoutmouth.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018532107240278290" border="0" /></a><br />I have a full-time job writing now, so the posts on the blog will have to wait a bit. Be sure to sign up now to be a member of our website before the launch in February:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.shoutmouth.com/">http://www.shoutmouth.com/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-8685962040871933766?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-90023349138906803042006-12-12T12:05:00.000-05:002006-12-12T12:13:12.673-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thepracticaltailor.co.uk/img/photos/morning_jacket1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.thepracticaltailor.co.uk/img/photos/morning_jacket1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><p><b>Off the Record</b></p> <p>It's hard to pinpoint just what kind of a band My Morning Jacket is.<span> </span>Are they an "indie" band?<span> </span>When they broke into the critics' hearts with 2003's <i>It Still Moves</i>, the Converse crowd was the first to pick up on them.<span> </span>Are they Skynyrd-style Southern good ol' boys?<span> </span>Their long hair and Louisville, Kentucky roots probably bring some bourbon and pickup trucks to the parking lot.<span> </span>Or are they a jamband?<span> </span>There were pervasive Phish t-shirts and the pungent odor of pot and patchouli at the show here.<span> </span></p> <p>My Morning Jacket, however, seems to cut across these prosaic designations and – with their increasingly tight performances and new live double album <i>Okonokos</i> – are cementing for themselves a reputation as a fanfuckingtastic live band.</p> <p>Jim James (born James Olliges – so, no, his name [goddamn it!] isn't James James) is in firm control at the helm of the quintet and his uniquely resonant, cutting, and haunting voice is the band's hallmark.<span> </span>James stood before a wooly mammoth stuffed animal and, at another point, a grizzly bear (harkening back to the cover of <i>Moves</i>).<span> </span>He chose his personifications well: his wild, bushy hair headbanged to and fro all evening while he tore into his guitar, grabbed the microphone like prey, fanged out his lyrics, and stomped around in his skeleton Moon Boots.<span> </span></p> <p>When heard live, the lyrics teeter between tongue-in-cheek and outright boastful on songs like "Wordless Chorus," where James sings, "We are the innovators.<span> </span>They are the imitators."<span> </span>This doesn't exactly get it right; My Morning Jacket is a fusion band.<span> </span>They're not a paradigm shift, but rather a mishmash of genres. <span> </span>Patrick Hallahan's drumming is especially fast and vigorous and Two-Tone Tommy's bass pops wildly – at their best (ok, their <i>very best</i>) they remind of early Moon and Enwistle.<span> </span>Yet, it's impossible to put your finger on one particular element or style (except for James' signature voice).<span> </span>They may be the first Southern country indie rock jamband.</p> <p>Their studio albums (particularly <i>At Dawn</i>, <i>Moves</i>, and their most recent, <i>Z</i>) are strong, but it seems they would best be served heeding the words of "Off the Record," which they smashed through at Roseland: "You've got to know that we will change and keep it off the record."<span> </span>Keep it off the record, MMJ, and keep kicking ass and taking numbers live.<span> </span>It still moves.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-9002334913890680304?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1164669731729989742006-11-27T18:16:00.000-05:002006-12-12T12:13:58.367-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/f/f0/250px-KeithAtPicturesOfLilyKit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/f/f0/250px-KeithAtPicturesOfLilyKit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Who is Robert Pollard? </span><br /><br />Robert Pollard pretends that he's not here to bullshit anybody. He wears a sky blue gas station attendant shirt that harkens back to his youth in America's heartland, but, upon closer inspection, the shirt has "U.S. Mustard Company" written on its back (from a song off <span style="font-style: italic;">From a Compound Eye</span>, released earlier this year) and is for sale at the merch stand downstairs. Seems he's as much of "straight shooter" as Mr. Bush. Is this the schoolteacher who founded the seminal Guided by Voices twenty years ago or is this the megalomaniacal control freak who disbanded them in 2004?<br /><br />Pollard rips through a case of beers (on ice in a tub in front of the drumset), half a pack of fags, and the Democratic majority of a bottle of cheap booze at the Bowery. He also tears through over forty songs and close to half of them are shit. Two minutes long, hammering and headbanging one minute, dead the next, no hook - most of Pollard's solo songs can't stand up to the neuvo-classic Guided by Voices tracks laid down on hallmarks <span style="font-style: italic;">Bee Thousand</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Alien Lanes</span> (although new numbers from <span style="font-style: italic;">Normal Happiness</span> - released in October - sound more promising).<br /><br />On what he says is his hot hit (his sloppy verbosity gets him into some sticky situations), "Towers and Landslides," Pollard's vocal dexterity exemplified in his GbV days – oh, the days - is evident. In a Joe Cocker stance, he clasps a beer in one paw and the mic in the other, bellowing from Eddie Veddar lows to Jack White highs. One wonders why he doesn't tone down his prolificacy (BMI has him as the author of 924 songs) in favor of discrimination.<br /><br />The "ex-jock" doesn't touch any instruments; he leaves that to the other boys. He high-fives and fist pounds the rowdy audience, encourages surfing, and gets utterly smashed.<br /><br />All hail Robert Pollard, head of his own frat party.<br /><br />And what would a fraternity be without some hazing? During a few of his drunken rants, he rips everyone from The Strokes to Lou Reed a new asshole. In a particularly poignant Pollard moment, he suggests a title for The Who's new release: <span style="font-style: italic;">Who Gives a Fuck</span>? I would ask the same question of Mr. Pollard.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-116466973172998974?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1163184016265175202006-11-10T13:34:00.000-05:002006-11-27T18:25:23.153-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ken-lab.com/assets/images/Valdez.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ken-lab.com/assets/images/Valdez.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Doug Martsch should be happier than he is. He should, at least, crack a smile. Here, in Brooklyn, on Tuesday, Built to Spill were more than “all business.” They were pissed.<br /><br />Railing against established musical models (and sounds) since 1992, Built to Spill set up a framework for legions of independent bands like Modest Mouse, Wolf Parade, and Tapes n’ Tapes. At the Warsaw, a Polish community center-cum-hipster hotspot, they made it clear that they want to be in charge of their own destiny - so much so that Martsch doubled as the resident AV operator and, more than once, had to delay playing to change DVDs for the backdrop. And if they don’t want to fall under the influence of improper broadcasts, you can imagine what they have to say about the current U.S. administration. Martsch’s rambling political commentary culminated in an entire video diatribe about overreactions to eco-terrorism (with a live soundtrack to boot) and a cover of the Gladiators’ protest song “Rearrange.” Built to Spill doesn’t want to be told what to do.<br /><br />And why should they? The formula works. Y<span style="font-style:italic;">ou In Reverse</span>, released in June, didn’t exactly follow on the heels of 2001’s <span style="font-style:italic;">Ancient Melodies of the Future</span>. BTS took their time, skipping around between Seattle and their base in Boise. Against many predictions, they made one of the best albums of their career. Tracks like “Goin’ Against Your Mind,” “The Wait,” and “Conventional Wisdom” are as epic as Built to Spill will ever get (twenty minute covers of “Cortez the Killer” aside). And they’re even more epic live.<br /><br />On “Wisdom,” Martsch hammered the last verses lyrics home for the sold-out crowd to hear and everybody knew who he was giving the finger to: “They don’t know they're wrong / But you know that they never can see that / That’s what makes them strong / That they know that we'll never see.” Then, the floating chord progressions dangled in a way more reminiscent of a jam band than the founding fathers of indie rock. It allowed for some time to consider just what these guys were getting at; the only real conclusion reached at the Warsaw that night was that they were crafting tight tunes. <br /><br />The new tracks were the real standouts, even if they weren’t instant sing-alongs like “The Plan” just yet. Reflection on Built to Spill’s new potential didn’t last too long, though, as a more rowdy member of the audience threw a cup on stage and got the attention of Martsch: “Who threw that cup!?” Built to Spill were still pissed.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-116318401626517520?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1161894808690717022006-10-26T16:31:00.000-04:002006-10-26T16:34:33.880-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.btlonline.org/bush-mission-accomplished.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.btlonline.org/bush-mission-accomplished.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die. - <br /> Jean-Paul Sartre</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-116189480869071702?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1161638705708299012006-10-23T17:22:00.000-04:002006-10-23T17:26:58.683-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sigmasupply.thomasnet.com/ImgMedium/a0001527.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://sigmasupply.thomasnet.com/ImgMedium/a0001527.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Jerry Seinfeld is right. Again. On his most recent public appearance, Seinfeld surprised everybody (besides Jon Stewart) by showing up at "The Night of Too Many Stars," a benefit for autism education that aired on Comedy Central on October 15th. During his observations, he focused on the cell phone for a bit and related the confusion, anxiety, and depleted feeling we – as slaves to the RAZR – go through as our bars disappear. Seinfeld doesn't use the word, but I know that when my digital leash turns off, "fuck" becomes as key to my vocabulary as "the."<br /><br />On my most recent visit to Rosemary's Greenpoint Tavern, my screen was black and my wrist was bare, so I asked the fellow seated next to me for the time. Thirty minutes later, Jeff Maze was relating to me the painter's plight in an increasingly gentrified New York. He used to live around the corner from Rosemary's, which is on Bedford Ave. in Williamsburg, but he couldn't afford the rent and he (and many of his artist friends) call Bushwick their new home. He was back that night to visit "the only original left in the whole neighborhood."<br /><br />Jeff Maze is right. A walk through Rosemary's is like a ride in Doc Brown's DeLorean – hipsters, boutiques, and Smiths t-shirts turn into blue collars, Beer Nuts, and mustaches - serious mustaches. It's not exactly time travel, but it's traveling, alright. The proprietor, herself, hardly ever shows her face and I've never spoken with her, but she has a couple of replicas – older, diminutive Polish women with Jayne Mansfield locks – that enforce the rules (one being that no games can be played, including chess, because Rosemary says so) and pour the beer (into gigantic Styrofoam cups). <br /><br />One can only assume that Rosemary's main duty is decorating. And, boy, does she ever. As the seasons change, so do the holidays, and so do the gaudy, overwrought, and downright kickass lights, plastic figures, and paper hangy thingies. It feels like your grandmother's attic exploded in this place…and there's beer, too!<br /><br />And some of the people might as well be in your grandmother's bridge club.<br /><br />The older gent at the corner of the bar who puts the coaster that reads "Out for a smoke" on his empty beer and steps outside. (The bartender always gives him a refill, sometimes takes a few bills from his standard pile, sometimes not.)<br /><br />John, the troubled Vietnam Vet, who's losing his hair from stress and losing it for Kansas when they're on the jukebox. (In retrospect, it was a bad idea to wave my hands wildly in front of his face; he told me he wouldn't think twice about stabbing me. He did give his sunglasses to my pal, though.)<br /><br />And, Jeff, who was back in the only place he felt comfortable with in Williamsburg. And why not? Like a drunken, dysfunctional family Christmas (or Halloween, Fourth of July, or St. Patrick's Day), this is a place that calls you back. The first time I went to Rosemary's, it wreaked of paint that had been recently applied to the pipes. The pipes heated up and my head was light before my first sip of Budweiser. I wonder if Rosemary asked Jeff to do it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-116163870570829901?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1159899063102609772006-10-03T14:07:00.000-04:002006-10-03T15:11:47.446-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ratherbiased.com/photos/dan_gun.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ratherbiased.com/photos/dan_gun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br />Continental Airlines Arena – East Rutherford, New Jersey </p><p><br />Ron Ziegler: Hello and welcome to you all.<font> I see some familiar faces and a few more gray hairs.<font> Woodward.<font> Bernstein.<font> Anyhow, my boss has called you all here to respond to remarks made last week by Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez.<font> He has a few initial comments and will take your questions after he's finished.<font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>:<font> I know what you're all thinking: "Why would <span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span> come up to Earth <span id="st" name="st" class="">for</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> first time in almost 2,000 years?"<font> Well, first of all, it hasn't been that long.<font> I come up quite a bit in different forms inanimate and not: van Gogh's razor, Bill Buckner's glove, <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> producers of "America's Next Top Model."<font> I pay close attention to what's going on up here, fight with <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> man way upstairs about potential prospects, and spend my summers in <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> Gaza Strip.<font> So, <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> other day I'm swinging by Celine's show in Vegas and I get a message from Stalin on my Blackberry.<font> It says, "Better to reign in Venezuela than serve in <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> United States."<font> I know this is code <span id="st" name="st" class="">for</span> something, so I give him a call.<font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> news freak that he is, he fills me in on this little speech Chavez gave at <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> U.N. comparing me to <span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> President of <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> United States.<font> And, I have to say that, personally, I was offended.<font> I'll take your questions, now.<font> Yeah, Helen.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Helen Thomas:<font> I'm…I'm sorry.<font> Did you say you were offended?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>:<font> Yes, of course I am.<font> I mean we have some things in common.<font> We were raised Christian, we both like to haze newcomers, we both live in <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> shadows of our predecessors, and, hell, I like war, too.<font> But, if you're going to kill, at least do a good job.<font> Milton wrote, "<font><span id="st" name="st" class="">For</span> what can war, but endless war, still breed?"<font> I like to think he was talking about <i>ineffective </i> war.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Thomas:<font> I don't know what to say.<font> Did you just quote Milton?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>:<font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> best biographer you could ask <span id="st" name="st" class="">for</span>.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Thomas:<font> And now you're anti-war?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>:<font> No, no, no.<font> I'm still as evil as they come.<font> And even though <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> wars that Doctor Doofus is waging are very evil – they were unfounded, preemptive, costly, and violent – I'm just not comfortable with our association anymore.<font> Not to mention oil greed, taxation imbalances, homosexual condemnation, Gitmo, Katrina, wiretapping, Abramoff, Plamegate, immigration…<span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> list goes on, as I'm sure you know.<font> I can't figure him out; he does everything evil so half-heartedly.<font> <font>He has messed up everything he's gotten his hands on and now he's messed up evil, itself.<font> <font></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Robert Novak:<font> Helen, I'll handle this.<font> Mr. Satan…is that what you go by?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: Satan, Lucifer, Mephistopheles, <font>Ice B.<font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Novak: Excuse me, did you say "Ice B?"</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: Beelzebub.<font> It was a rap stage. <font> I thought <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> "Ice" part was ironic.<font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Novak: Whatever <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> case, your stance is preposterous.<font> You cannot stand there and tell me <i>you</i> are ashamed of being compared to George W. Bush.<font> Anyhow, Chavez' point was not that you are like George W. Bush; it's that President Bush is like you.<font> You are inverting and perverting <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> point.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: If I'm not mistaken, a comparison works both ways.<font> Sure – like I said earlier – I'm like him in some ways.<font> But, I'm not comfortable with <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> comparison.<font> It has tarnished my name.<font> By <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> way, Bob, we've got a warm seat waiting <span id="st" name="st" class="">for</span> you, a real warm one.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Novak:<font> What's that?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: Next question.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Katie Couric: I'm Katie Couric.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: I know.<font> Congrats on your new gig.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Couric:<font> I was wondering if you'd like to do a "freeSpeech" segment on my show?<font> Maybe it could be about a larger issue like "why we're all here."</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>:<font> Well I picked this arena because I knew I'd draw a large crowd, I love New Jersey, and, well, <span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> Devils play here.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Couric:<font> No, I meant why we exist, what it all means.<font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: That's not really my territory, but I can assure you it's not to be compared to you know who.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Couric: Are you refusing to utter President Bush's name?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: I don't want to be cursed.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Couric:<font> Final Question:<font> Any suggestions <span id="st" name="st" class="">for</span> my sign off?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>:<font> How about, "<font>Give me <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to my conscience, above all liberties."</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Couric:<font> That's beautiful.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: Who's next?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>David Gregory: Sir, David…</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: David, huh?<font> Want to take a census?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Gregory: Excuse me?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: Historical – or I guess you would say "Biblical" - joke.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Gregory: Oh.<font> David Gregory, NBC. So how are you going to separate yourself from Bush?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><span id="st" name="st" class=""><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>The</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: First of all, I want an apology from Chavez.<font> He can't just drag my name through <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> mud like that.<font> He knows he's wrong, using words like "hegemonistic" in his speech.<font> He knows Mr. Muddle can't understand that – verbally, at least.<font> I think he's figured it out conceptually.<font> I have thousands of years of knowledge at my fingertips.<font> I could probably even get into Harvard or Princeton without early admission.<font> Alright, last question.<font> Rather, is that you?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Dan Rather:<font> <font>It sure is.<font> Calm down, Katie, I'm not trying to steal <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> spotlight, everybody's here.<font> This place is more packed with journalists than Kobayashi's stomach on <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> Fourth of July!<font> Mr. Lucifer, you can't seriously expect us to believe that President Bush is more evil than you, <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> root of all evil.<font> I feel like a blind skier and my instructor just told me to speed up while I'm munchin' pine! </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>:<font> Mr. Rather, I compare my situation to Republicans running in <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> upcoming elections.<font> Yes, I could be said to be in <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> same club as Sir Smirks A Lot, but I'm certainly not going to say that I like him being in it.<font> I am <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> administrator of my club and we've decided that we've had enough.<font> We can't kick him out, but we sure as hell can make him dance around in his cheerleader outfit.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>Rather: That's crazier picture than looking at a Robert Mapplethorpe upside down on acid!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><span id="st" name="st" class="">The</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">Devil</span>: Well, I have to get going as I have to oversee <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> next translation of a Nicholas Sparks book into a film. <font>Goodnight and I truly do apologize <span id="st" name="st" class="">for</span> <span id="st" name="st" class="">the</span> sulfur smell.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115989906310260977?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1159480565468956722006-09-28T17:54:00.000-04:002006-11-27T18:28:30.586-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.onlinesports.com/images/esc-t0620.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.onlinesports.com/images/esc-t0620.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />The Thai military has overthrown the Prime Minister's government. Witnesses say they were surprise attacked and couldn't do anything to thwart the barrage of ping-pong balls fired from extremely long distances.<br /><br />Hugo Chavez, the President of Venezuela, called President Bush "the devil" in a speech today adding: "The American empire is doing all it can to consolidate its hegemonistic system of domination." When asked what he thought, Bush remarked, "Call me "the devil' all you want, but using words like 'hegemonistic'? That's just not fair."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115948056546895672?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1158804842659407912006-09-20T21:38:00.000-04:002006-09-20T22:14:02.760-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/59/Willard-photo_09_hires.jpg/300px-Willard-photo_09_hires.jpg"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/59/Willard-photo_09_hires.jpg/300px-Willard-photo_09_hires.jpg"> </a></a><p class="MsoNormal">Things Crispin Glover did when I saw him today on the subway:<u><span style="color: blue;"><br /><br /></span></u>1) Checked Blackberry<u><span style="color: blue;"><br /></span></u>2) Wore leather Euro boots<u><span style="color: blue;"><br /></span></u>3) Crossed legs<u><span style="color: blue;"><br /></span></u>4) Stood at wrong doors of subway until train was at full stop</p> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/59/Willard-photo_09_hires.jpg/300px-Willard-photo_09_hires.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/59/Willard-photo_09_hires.jpg/300px-Willard-photo_09_hires.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Things he didn't do:<br /><br />1) Ask me on a date with notes from a pad<br />2) Command all the subway rats to attack me<br />3) Challenge me to an arm wrestle<br />4) Sing a ditty by Charlie Manson<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115880484265940791?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1158699351646843022006-09-19T16:53:00.000-04:002006-09-19T17:21:34.420-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.a.cnn.net/cnn/2006/WORLD/asiapcf/09/19/thailand.coup.rumor/newt1.1544.thailand.afp.gi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i.a.cnn.net/cnn/2006/WORLD/asiapcf/09/19/thailand.coup.rumor/newt1.1544.thailand.afp.gi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="postbody">"Shinawatra's in<br />New York. Tanks in Bangkok," says<br />Boonyaratkalin.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115869935164684302?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1158167382062961802006-09-13T13:06:00.000-04:002006-09-13T13:09:43.403-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.biosource-tech.com/images/photos/test_tube_hand.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.biosource-tech.com/images/photos/test_tube_hand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>People are up in arms about the trailer for the new <em>Jackass</em> movie which has a clip of what appears to be a beard made of pubic hair. When asked what he thought of the controversy, Michael Jackson said, "What is pubic hair?"<br /><div><br />Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes finally brought their baby, Suri, into the spotlight for an Annie Leibovitz photo spread in <em>Vanity Fair</em>. Conspicuously absent was the family's beloved test tube.<br /><br />White House spokesman Tony Snow admitted that there were "three or four sentences" that could be construed as controversial in the President's 17-minute speech last night. It should be noted that Bush's speech writers like to use a lot of commas. </div> <div> </div> <div>At the box office, <em>Invincible </em>starring Mark Wahlberg continued to draw a strong audience. The film, however, is not getting great reviews in neighborhoods like The Castro in San Francisco and Greenwich Village here in New York. Audience members seemed to be disappointed that the film didn't end with a shot of a giant penis. (Camera to La Bamba.) </div> <div> </div> <div>In the new issue of <em>Rolling Stone</em>, the editors give Paris Hilton's new album three stars. Apparently she can't get a five-star rating for everything she does with her mouth.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115816738206296180?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1158091102504709912006-09-12T15:54:00.000-04:002006-09-12T21:01:45.180-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.joannehudson.com/shop_image/product/b4fd7479de1da7c7ccb74a7ac9de01fd.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.joannehudson.com/shop_image/product/b4fd7479de1da7c7ccb74a7ac9de01fd.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">A lot of people don't realize what's really going on. They view life as a bunch of unconnected incidents and things. They don't realize that there's this, like, lattice of coincidence that lays on top of everything. Give you an example; show you what I mean...Suppose you're thinking about a plate of shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate of shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in looking for one, either. It's all part of a cosmic unconciousness. - Miller, </span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><span style="font-size:130%;">Repo Man</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115809110250470991?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1157653614528875442006-09-07T14:22:00.000-04:002007-01-31T10:44:01.658-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://neutralmilkhotel.net/nmh5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://neutralmilkhotel.net/nmh5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">After I read Mr. Rosen’s <a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2148563/">article </a>and Joe Levy’s five star <a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/reviews/album/11277554/review/11286830/modern_times">review</a> in <i style="">Rolling Stone</i>, I ran to the Best Buy next door to where I work to purchase <i style="">Modern Times</i>.<span style=""> </span>I did so not, mind you, because both lauded Mr. Dylan with praise, but rather because I was desperate to prove them both wrong.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I was an intern at <i style="">RS </i>and despise its neglectful eye that shies away from a 20-something audience and instead towards its 50-something post-Woodstock-cum-Wall Street base.<span style=""> </span><i style="">Slate</i> seemed to be following in <i style="">RS</i>’ footsteps, even going as far as quoting Mr. Lethem’s interview.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I was, admittedly, disappointed to find that <i style="">Modern Times </i>is actually quite good and is<i style=""> </i>better than <i style="">Love and Theft</i>, as well as <i style="">Time Out of Mind</i>.<span style=""> </span>I also have to give it to Mr. Rosen for highlighting what Dylan does best: he writes (to borrow his term) spectacular lyrics.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>What I won’t agree with is Mr. Rosen’s preponderancy for praise bordering on hero worship.<span style=""> </span>Mr. Dylan should be ashamed that he told Mr. Lethem he hasn’t heard a quality recording in 20 years.<span style=""> </span>He must not be listening.<span style=""> </span>And neither is Mr. Rosen. Comparing Mr. Dylan’s voice to the crooners of the 30s is heresy.<span style=""> </span>He is an old man with an old voice that is anything but spectacular.<span style=""> </span>Johnny Cash is most certainly rolling over in and bellowing throughout his grave with his latter-day voice that was worthy of merit.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span><i style="">Modern Times</i> is a very good album, but it’s one that doesn’t even breach Dylan’s top ten and most certainly does not touch dozens of albums made in the last 20 years.<span style=""> </span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115765361452887544?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1156883383052893752006-08-29T16:27:00.000-04:002006-08-29T16:34:06.320-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.student-zw.fh-kl.de/%7Edade0001/nietzsche/img/Nietzsche.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.student-zw.fh-kl.de/%7Edade0001/nietzsche/img/Nietzsche.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:12;"><span style="font-size:130%;">In truth, hope is the most evil of evils because it prolongs man’s torment.<br /></span></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12;"><span style="font-size:130%;">- Friedrich Nietzsche, <span style="font-style: italic;">Human, All Too Human</span></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115688338305289375?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1156724237976185072006-08-27T20:09:00.000-04:002006-08-27T20:17:17.993-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/8/8a/Evian.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.aspipes.org/images/famous/sartre.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/legalhistory/JURISTEN/kafka.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/legalhistory/JURISTEN/kafka.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reduplikation.net/IMG/jpg/Foucault.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.reduplikation.net/IMG/jpg/Foucault.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noelcollection.org/noel/Jerdan/bentham.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.noelcollection.org/noel/Jerdan/bentham.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.infoamerica.org/teoria/imagenes/sartre.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.infoamerica.org/teoria/imagenes/sartre.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><u><span style="font-size:12;">Visibility Is a Trap<o:p></o:p></span></u></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><i><span style="font-size:12;">It is a type of location of bodies in space, of distribution of individuals in relation to one another, of hierarchical organization, of disposition of centres and channels of power, of definition of the instruments and modes of intervention of power, which can be implemented in hospitals, workshops, schools, prisons. </span></i><span style="font-size:12;">- Michel Foucault<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span><span style="font-size:12;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:12;" ><span style=""></span>The Panopticon prison system proposed by Jeremy Bentham and, later, studied by Michel Foucault is nothing short of frightening.<span style=""> </span>The prisoner of the system receives “the look” of the guard, but has no way of seeing guard as a person, but only as a distant object in a tower.<span style=""> </span>Foucault writes in <i>Discipline and Punish</i>, “Each individual, in his place, is securely confined to a cell from which he is seen from the front by a supervisor; but the side walls prevent him from coming into contact with his companions.<span style=""> </span>He is seen, but he does not see” (200).<span style=""> </span>And for Josef K. this is entirely the case.<span style=""> </span>In <i>The Trial</i>, Franz Kafka limits and, eventually, extinguishes K.’s freedom through “the look.”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:12;" ><span style=""> </span>Throughout the whole of the story, K. never really sees “the court,” but he knows that it sees him.<span style=""> </span>The court is ubiquitous and its influences stretch from lawyers to painters to priests.<span style=""> </span>And from his first trip out of the city to his conversation with the priest, K. cannot get a firm grasp on what the court knows and what the court wants.<span style=""> </span>And this is where the power lies; the court knows all, K. knows nothing.<span style=""> </span>As Jean-Paul Sartre relates, this master is “producing in the Other the consciousness of his state of nothingness” (<i>Being and Nothingness</i> 372).<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:12;" ><span style=""> </span>K. feels this nothingness without much direct action on the court’s behalf, but it still drives him to the brink of insanity.<span style=""> </span>And to quench his thrist for insight into the system and its judgement of him, he searches high and low for those who may know something.<span style=""> </span>His lawyer, Dr. Huld, attempts to explain the process of handling a case and desperately tries to keep K. as his client.<span style=""> </span>The painter, Titorelli, explains the three possible outcomes of a trial (actual acquittal, apparent acquittal, and protraction - none of which appeal to K.) upon which he can have a direct effect.<span style=""> </span>And the priest tells K. the “parable of the doorkeeper.”<span style=""> </span>The three intermediaries are not part of the court, but still are.<span style=""> </span>It is not clear whether or not they are helping K. and, if so, whether or not it is for selfish reasons.<span style=""> </span>Foucault states: <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:12;">It does not matter who exercises power.<span style=""> </span>Any individual, taken almost at random, can operate the machine: in the absence of the director, his family, his friends, his visitors, even his servants.<span style=""> </span>Similarly, it does not matter what motivates him: the curiosity of the indiscreet, the malice of a child, the thirst for knowledge of a philosopher who wishes to visit this museum of human nature, or the perversity of those who take pleasure in spying and punishing. (202)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:12;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:12;" ><span style=""> </span>Those who exercise the power become gods.<span style=""> </span>For Jean-Paul Sartre, it was literally God who delivered this penetrating, stifling look, while for K. his god becomes the court.<span style=""> </span>His life revolves around it (almost to the point of Block) and he comes to worship it.<span style=""> </span>Once the court looks at K., he cannot escape it.<span style=""> </span>Even if he were to reject his god, he would fall into the existentialist trap.<span style=""> </span>He could not do away with it completely, so he would have to proclaim it “dead.”<span style=""> </span>But, this is not the case.<span style=""> </span>The court is god.<span style=""> </span>It has the power over all the doorkeepers and all the men from the country.<span style=""> </span>And it proclaims that K. is dead.<span style=""> </span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115531141568394635?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1155136611228277602006-08-09T11:12:00.000-04:002006-08-10T13:04:30.436-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tremble.com/images/jcvdprivate.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.tremble.com/images/jcvdprivate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><i style="">Scene is on an alien spacecraft.<span style=""> </span>There is one alien leader, Zorg, and his two officers, Theton, and Bob.<span style=""> </span>The aliens are large, green and are dressed in silver alien clothes.<span style=""> </span>They have just successfully captured Waylon from <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Kansas</st1:place></st1:state>.<span style=""> </span>Waylon dons a mullet beneath his bald eagle trucker hat, a “These Colors Don’t Run” T-shirt, American flag print pants and is drinking a beer from an American flag coozy.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></i> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><o:p> </o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Zorg</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Greetings, earthling.<span style=""> </span>My name is Zorg and I am the commanding officer of the third fleet of the eighth division from the planet Squerethe.<span style=""> </span>Have no fear, we are orbiting your planet, undetected by your primitive devices.<span style=""> </span>You will be returned to your home unharmed if you answer all of our questions.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">All I know is I’m trying to watch the goddamn football playoffs, I go to take a leak and I get sucked right out of my window.<span style=""> </span>You made me pee on the flag.<span style=""> </span><i style="">Motions to pants</i>.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Zorg</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">We apologize for the inconvenience.<span style=""> </span>We have brought you here because you are obviously a great American patriot, citizen, and wealth of knowledge.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Goddamn right.<span style=""> </span>You’re looking at a Humboldt county volunteer fire firefighter and the Commissioner of KY Wrestling Night down at the Wagon Wheel.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Zorg</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">That’s all very impressive.<span style=""> </span>We would mostly like to comb your genius to learn more about your defense capabilities.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">My uncle Jethro taught me how to put a Full Nelson on somebody’s ass.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Theton</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">No, no.<span style=""> </span>We want to learn more about the defense capabilities of your human race and the land that you come from.<span style=""> </span>If you fail to answer our questions, you will fall subject to an anal probing.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Whoa, whoa, whoa.<span style=""> </span>I tell you what - I ain’t no queer.<span style=""> </span>I think my cousin is, he went to see that <i style="">Brokedick Mountain</i> the other day.<span style=""> </span>I ain’t seein’ it.<span style=""> </span>I got three words for you – Jean-Claude van Damme.<span style=""> </span>That’s one badass mofo.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Zorg</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">How about your president, George W. Bush?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Love him.<span style=""> </span>‘Nother badass.<span style=""> </span>Hey aliens check this out. <i style="">Points to t-shirt.</i><span style=""> </span>These colors don’t run.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Bob</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">We have learned that he is a forceful leader, yes, tell us more.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Just a good-ole boy.<span style=""> </span>Likes his fishin’, wood choppin’,<span style=""> </span>shootin’ stuff.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Zorg</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Our files show that he was born in <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Connecticut</st1:place></st1:state> to a rich oil family and attended the prestigious Ivy League schools Yale and Harvard.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Don’t mess with <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Texas</st1:place></st1:state>.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Zorg</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I’m confused.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Bob</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Whispers</i> <i style="">to Zorg and Theton</i>.<span style=""> </span>Maybe we got the wrong guy.<span style=""> </span>We were supposed to get another American genius with a deep knowledge of their governmental practices and procedure.<span style=""> </span>What about that William Buckley?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Zorg</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I don’t like his affected accent.<span style=""> </span>And don’t you see that Waylon is a genius?<span style=""> </span>This is all an act to throw us off.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Hey aliens, check this out.<span style=""> </span><i style="">Pulls out another beer, which he proceeds to “shotgun” by poking a hole in it with a key and then drinking in a couple of gulps.</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Zorg</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Astounding.<span style=""> </span>Is this part of your normal ritual?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Man, I’m just livin’.<span style=""> </span>Grab a morning brew.<span style=""> </span>Pick up some trash.<span style=""> </span>Watch some NASCAR at the Wagon Wheel.<span style=""> </span>Go home, make some babies with my old lady.<span style=""> </span>Livin’.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Theton</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Anything else we should know?<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Well, I’ve never told anybody this – but, seeing how I’m not gonna see you fellas around and you probably ain’t gonna tell any body - I’ve been a writin’ some poetry.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Theton</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Well, we…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon:</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Bojangles, Bojangles, you were my best friend.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Bojangles, Bojangles, there till the end.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Hound dog, hound dog…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Bob</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Stop, stop.<span style=""> </span>I can’t take it anymore.<span style=""> </span>Your words have moved me and I’ve done what I swore an oath never to do.<span style=""> </span>I’ve fallen in love with a prisoner. <i style="">Inches closer. </i><span style=""> </span>I’ve probed a lot of anuses in my time, but you, Waylon, you’ve made me see in ways that I could never imagine.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Waylon</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I love you too, Bob.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Alien/human make-out party.<span style=""> </span>The End.<span style=""> </span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115513661122827760?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1154458193706384142006-08-01T14:47:00.000-04:002006-08-01T14:49:53.740-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://skepdic.com/graphics/freud.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://skepdic.com/graphics/freud.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"><o:p> </o:p></p><span style="font-size:85%;"><i style=""><span style="line-height: 200%;">Breaking the Waves </span></i><span style="line-height: 200%;">is a study in contrasts.<span style=""> </span>Lars von Trier, the writer (along with Peter Asmussen) and director of the film, consciously abides by many traditional aspects of filmmaking while rebelling against others.<span style=""> </span>Ib Bonderbjerg characterizes the film as “an erotic melodrama that marks von Trier’s turn towards classical genres” and Jack Stevenson writes: “A hyper-realistic style was used to tell a very melodramatic story.<span style=""> </span>This was a novel approach and gave audiences the feeling that they were seeing and experiencing something new.<span style=""> </span>The traditional glossy style of the melodrama had always allowed viewers the luxury if maintaining a comfortable distance from the pain the characters felt.<span style=""> </span>Not here.<span style=""> </span>Melodrama was spacious and epic and entertaining, but <i style="">Breaking the Waves</i> was claustrophobic and uncomfortable and unavoidably engaging.<span style=""> </span>There was no safety zone here.<span style=""> </span>This was not a comfortable movie” (97).<span style=""> </span>With both form and content, von Trier tricks the audience.<span style=""> </span>He wants to stir emotions.<o:p></o:p></span></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>As von Trier was heading into postproduction on <i style="">Breaking the Waves</i> he and director Thomas Vinterberg outlined a “Vow of Chastity” against what they saw as the corruption of film by <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Hollywood</st1:place></st1:city> and others.<span style=""> </span>This was the establishment of the Dogme 95.<span style=""> </span>If a film was to be considered a Dogme film, it had to conform strictly to the guidelines.<span style=""> </span><i style="">Breaking the Waves</i> obviously does not conform to many of the guidelines, but it does lean towards them, more than most films.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span>Von Trier’s camera work is one way that he manages to shake the audience and is a step towards his Dogme work.<span style=""> </span>Rule #3 reads:<span style=""> </span>“The camera must be hand-held. Any movement or immobility attainable in the hand is permitted. (The film must not take place where the camera is standing; shooting must take place where the film takes place).”<span style=""> </span>The camera in <i style="">Waves </i>isn’t strictly handheld like von Trier’s <i style="">Idioterne </i>or Vinterberg’s <i style="">Festen</i>.<span style=""> </span>Jack Stevenson writes, “The hyperactive and fluid shooting style used on <i style="">The Kingdom</i> would again be employed on <i style="">Breaking the Waves</i>, but this time with a hand-held 35 mm CinemaScope camera.<span style=""> </span>Some static long shots were used to give the bleak Scottish landscape a prominent presence in the film, but these fixed shots were few” (95).<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Von Trier is also being unconventional with his choice of location, language, and identity with respect to <i style="">Breaking the Waves</i>.<span style=""> </span>He has commented that European film is what means the most to him and he studied movements like the French New Wave (which was one of the inspirations for the Dogme 95) and directors like Ingmar Bergman.<span style=""> </span>But he sees Europe as linked; <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Denmark</st1:place></st1:country-region> is not to be considered as separate but rather as “part of.”<span style=""> </span>He comments, “I don’t know what the Danish film tradition is.<span style=""> </span>Is there really anything that characterizes the Danish film tradition?” (213).<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Like most countries (other than the United States), von Trier’s native Denmark has governmentally subsidized film production, and it’s no surprise that these organizations (especially the Danish Film Institute) want movies to be made about Denmark, in Denmark, and in Danish.<span style=""> </span>Mette Hjort writes, “I have suggested that most Danish film-makers would be reluctant to work primarily with the highly topical theme of Denmark, yet Danish politicians, producers and the film-makers themselves repeatedly emphasize a commitment to producing films that in some sense are <i style="">about </i>Danish realities” (108).<span style=""> </span>Or as the Danish Film Institute itself states:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:85%;">The point of the Danish Film Institute is to be the key site for ensuring that Danes are presented with artistically qualified offerings in an increasingly global media culture.<span style=""> </span>The Institute’s support policy is to guarantee the availability of films that express and sustain Danish culture, language, and identity.<span style=""> </span>(103)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;">But, alas, <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Scotland</st1:place></st1:country-region> was chosen as a location, and more importantly, as the place from where Bess obtains her identity.<span style=""> </span>Jack Stevenson writes:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:85%;">The <st1:place st="on">Western Islands</st1:place> of the Scottish Outer Hebrides were finally chosen.<span style=""> </span>Here villagers had subscribed to the dogma of the strict Presbyterian Free Church for generations.<span style=""> </span>The geography, both desolate and dramatic, was for more evocative than anything that could be found in <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Denmark</st1:place></st1:country-region>, and the harsh, changeable weather suited the mood of the story.<span style=""> </span>It was easy to imagine how important faith was to those who lived in these rugged, isolated valleys and dales, and how, living in such isolation, they could naturally grow suspicious of outsiders.<span style=""> </span>(93).<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>This setting is where von Trier evokes his reality.<span style=""> </span>Growing up in an atheistic and radical family von Trier learned of the harshness of the world right away.<span style=""> </span>He explains, “My parents were eager to tell me that Santa Claus didn’t exist.<span style=""> </span>When everything must be so explainable and open, it is hard to be a child.<span style=""> </span>It was only as an adult that I could permit myself the luxury of believing in Santa Claus.<span style=""> </span>I was taught there was no deeper meaning to be found in existence.<span style=""> </span>When one is dead, one is dead.<span style=""> </span>A person is just a pile of molecules” (9).<span style=""> </span>And it is in this same vein that von Trier attacks issues like religion and sexuality in <i style="">Breaking the Waves</i>.<span style=""> </span>The tight-knit Christian community in <i style="">Waves</i> harbors reality and freedom.<span style=""> </span>It pushes one down even though it claims to raise one up.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Bess (played by Emily Watson) can only escape her community when she falls in love with an outsider Jan (played by Stellan Skarsgard) and he teaches her the freedom of sexuality.<span style=""> </span>They have sex in the bathroom at their wedding reception and continue to over and over again up until Jan’s accident.<span style=""> </span>It is, of course, at this point that he encourages Bess to have sex with others and tell him about it.<span style=""> </span>He says that he cannot live without sex and the film cannot either.<span style=""> </span>It is sexuality that tells the story.<span style=""> </span>Von Trier states, “Like Freud I see sexuality as a drive that really means a lot to most humans…I live out a lot of my sexuality through my films, instead of behaving promiscuously” (213).<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Originally conceived as an erotic film, <i style="">Breaking the Waves</i> shows a blatant, ultra-real sexuality with a melodramatic background.<span style=""> </span>This emphasis on the harshness of sex and its relation to everyday life is hard for most people to take.<span style=""> </span>So, after a couple of script rewrites it was decided that Bess could not enjoy her sex with strangers; that would be too much for viewers.<span style=""> </span>Critics and viewers alike responded were uncomfortable with Jan’s wishes.<span style=""> </span>Was he doing this for Bess or for himself?<span style=""> </span>And, in the <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">United States</st1:place></st1:country-region>, the shot of Skarsgard’s flaccid penis was removed from the film.<span style=""> </span>But, von Trier wants to make the audience uncomfortable.<span style=""> </span>He wants to break open traditional views on sexuality and make the viewer confront their inner sex drive.<span style=""> </span>He wants to point out, like Freud and Nietzsche and others, that our sexuality is being hindered primarily by religion.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Von Trier says:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:85%;">The film expresses a negative interpretation of religion.<span style=""> </span>I’m a Catholic, but I’m and auto-didact when it comes to religion.<span style=""> </span>I was baptized, but I don’t know anything about anything, precisely because I’m from a family of atheistic believes, in the sense that for my family the idea that religion was deeply prohibited was itself a religion.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=""> </span>He continues:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:85%;">It’s a film about a religious problematic.<span style=""> </span>Although the film isn’t an introduction to religion, it is an expression of my religiosity, but it’s also, once again, an attempt to provoke myself.<span style=""> </span>I establish a problematic and take things to their logical conclusion, which involves asking whether a sacrifice would be sexual.<span style=""> </span>We know about the sacrifices of saints, so why couldn’t a sexual sacrifice be a saintly sacrifice?<span style=""> </span>That’s precisely what Bess’ sacrifice becomes, for she fucks her way into heaven.<span style=""> </span>Yes, this is powerful stuff, but it’s all very consistent.<span style=""> </span>(220).<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>And von Trier captures this hypocrisy of religion wonderfully.<span style=""> </span>The community (including Bess’ family) that calls itself Christian abandons Bess in her time of need because she has become “unclean” and is, in some ways, responsible for her death.<span style=""> </span>When she is killed by the sadists on the boat, it is what most would consider an unreligious death.<span style=""> </span>But von Trier makes Bess his martyr.<span style=""> </span>She sacrifices herself for Jan’s recovery.<span style=""> </span>Here, von Trier is admitting to the existence of a higher authority, but it is one that is almost anti-religious.<span style=""> </span>This God is a God that accepts Bess’ sexual sacrifice, cures Jan, and plays bells for her when she is caste into the ocean.<span style=""> </span>He is an odd God.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Bess’ God is just that - he is the ultimate personal God.<span style=""> </span>In fact, he is part of Bess - as is evidenced by her frequent talks with him.<span style=""> </span>Here, von Trier portrays Bess in a prayer position praying and, usually, arguing with herself.<span style=""> </span>In her first conversation, “God” says, “But remember to be a good girl Bess for I giveth and I taketh away.”<span style=""> </span>But von Trier is being deliberately ambiguous here and throughout the whole of the film.<span style=""> </span>What does good mean to this God?<span style=""> </span>It cannot be the common Christian conception of good if Bess’s last actions lead to miraculous occurrences.<span style=""> </span>God is seemingly is the one who backs Jan’s requests up.<span style=""> </span>God says, “Prove to me that you love him and I’ll let him live.”<span style=""> </span>It seems that von Trier wants to say that what is good is totally giving yourself to another person even if this means dying for them.<span style=""> </span>At one point Bess says, “Jan and me, we have a spiritual contact.”<span style=""> </span>Near the end of the film, the leaders of the community are asking Doctor Richardson for Bess’ cause of death and he initially replies that Bess died because she suffering from being good.<span style=""> </span>But it’s von Trier’s version of goodness; it’s what it means to him.<span style=""> </span>Even though the Dogme guidelines have prevented the director from being credited, von Trier is an auteur at heart.<span style=""> </span>He wants to get his message across, he wants to redefine, and, ultimately, he wants to provoke:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:12;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">“You can always keep on provoking yourself.<span style=""> </span>That’s the advantage of that approach.<span style=""> </span>If that’s the strategy here, then it can still be used in the future.<span style=""> </span>Right now I don’t know whether there’s a genre that I’d find challenging, but I suspect I’ll think of something” (223).</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:12;" ><span style=""> </span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115445819370638414?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1152626280120896082006-07-11T09:56:00.000-04:002006-07-11T09:58:00.120-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.search.com/e/e4/300px-New_Yorker_cover.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.search.com/e/e4/300px-New_Yorker_cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Dear Mr. St. John,<br /><br />We're sorry to say that your piece, "My First Apartment," isn't right for<br />us, despite its evident merit. Thank you for allowing us to consider your<br />work.<br /><br />Best regards,<br />The Shouts Dept.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115262628012089608?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1152550418965470852006-07-10T12:52:00.000-04:002006-07-11T10:02:07.846-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/2194/1600/DSC00679.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/2194/400/DSC00679.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /> There’s a certain amount of arbitrariness that goes into one’s career choice, let alone a kid just out of college. I fell into writing after some school newspaper experience, looking to my parents for advice (my father is a writer), and a realization that my (now ex-) girlfriend was moving to <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">New York City</st1:place></st1:city>. <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">I had played around with living in <st1:state st="on">New York</st1:state> when I began to heed Horace Greeley’s anti-adage; after an entire life spent in <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">Colorado</st1:place></st1:state>, I decided to go east as a young man. That ideal put me in <st1:city st="on">Boston</st1:city> for college, but <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">New York</st1:place></st1:state> still pulled me in a couple times a year. And, after a lazy post-graduation summer in <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Denver</st1:place></st1:city>, I finally bit the apple and made “the big move.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">One of the reasons that it’s such a big move is the godforsaken apartment search. Broker fees, snubbed craigslist messages, conversations lost in translation, and furniture in cabs are all par for the 110 street course. What ultimately gets your ball in the hole is a bag full of compromise. I ended up - after more than a month searching and another at my ex-girlfriend’s – on the <st1:place st="on">Upper East Side</st1:place> living with my college roommate’s girlfriend, Emilia. Our apartment itself was clean, the neighborhood was safe, the rent wasn’t astronomical, and there was a roof over our heads (not to mention exposed brick, oh my!). It was exciting and settling at the same time. The feeling of the latter didn’t last for long, but the former exponentially increased over our time spent on the fifth floor of kook central.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">The first person that opened up this Dorothy’s wide blue eyes was Ralph, our super. Portly, Puerto Rican, and passive, Ralph took the “intend” out of superintendent. Contacting him to fix something as simple as a door handle was an arduous process - a surprise considering his ubiquitous Bluetooth bud. On a number of occasions he would arrive sweating and frowning. It seemed as though he was angry with me for the routine maintenance that almost any apartment would require. It made me wonder about the service that the other tenants (especially the older ones) were receiving if they couldn’t stay home on a Thursday afternoon or subject themselves to two weeks of phone tag with the management company. I soon learned.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">A couple of months into our stay, Emilia’s cousin, Lucy, from <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Mexico City</st1:place></st1:city> moved in. I didn’t know she’d be staying for three months, but I empathized over the dread of the b.m. One weekend I decided to go to <st1:city st="on">Boston</st1:city>, boarded an infamous <st1:place st="on">Chinatown</st1:place> bus early in the afternoon, and quickly fell asleep. I was awoken by a call from Lucy: “You know that smell in our kitchen? The lady in the apartment below us died a month ago.” </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">There was an evasive, fetid odor that lurked around our refrigerator and we had searched high and low for a dead rat (they were only to be found in infant form on our stairs), rotting fruit (only in the abyss that existed between our building and the one behind us), or yeast fermentation (only in <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Williamsburg</st1:place></st1:city>). A neighbor had ended up calling the police after he could bear the putridity no more. We had, apparently, not gotten the worst of it. She was old, lived directly below us, and had collapsed in her kitchen - which was directly below ours. The NYPD sealed the case and the door on that one, but not on a laundry list of others. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">One day when the dry cleaners in our basement had turned off our water, I went to the bodega around the corner to buy a bottle to brush my teeth. Upon my retreat I was followed by the bearded shelf-stocker and watched as he completed a covert transaction in front of my building. That accounted for the little baggies that had been accumulating next to the mini-rats on our stairs, but I didn’t think it had anything to do with the men in and out of our building (who accidentally knocked on our apartment door at 3 am and disappeared), the Männenkalender (and various other types of pornography strewn across the landings), or The Titanic Trojan Toss.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">This, I found, was all attributable to our next-door neighbor, a woman in her early 40s with an Eastern European accent, a penchant for house music on Sunday mornings, and a seemingly infinite supply of Huge Boss men’s underpants (our hallway was plentiful with their empty boxes). What was most impressive about her wasn’t her clientele or even their devotion to her – one admirer even taped roses and a love letter to her door. No, it was The Toss. I grasped her disdain for throwing condoms and their wrappers into the trash and tried to not flinch at her implementation of what David Cross so eloquently termed “an urban Johnny Appleseed” mentality. But, The Toss was the surprise of all surprises.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Somehow and at some point, someone transformed themselves from Johnny Appleseed into Johnny Damon and threw a contraceptive out the window, nestling it perfectly on a cable wire above the abyss. It has not fallen, nor do I believe that it ever will. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">And, surprisingly, I haven’t fallen out of step with <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">New York</st1:place></st1:state>. I still like living here; I still like not knowing what to expect on any given walk to the subway. It’s always fresh and it’s always mysterious, just like my first apartment. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115255041896547085?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1151694796434693762006-06-30T15:09:00.000-04:002006-06-30T15:17:27.570-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://adorocinema.cidadeinternet.com.br/personalidades/atores/humphrey-bogart/humphrey-bogart04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://adorocinema.cidadeinternet.com.br/personalidades/atores/humphrey-bogart/humphrey-bogart04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;">“Informers inform, burglars burgle, murderers murder, lovers love” - Michel<o:p></o:p></span></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;">“I believe in dialectics” - Godard<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Ian Cameron begins his book on Jean-Godard by writing, “If violence ever breaks out in the normally peaceable ranks of film critics, it will almost certainly be provoked by the work of Jean-Luc Godard” (6).<span style=""> </span>Richard Roud writes, “Jean-Luc Godard is, of all contemporary directors, the most controversial” (7).<span style=""> </span>David Sterritt echoes, “Mention the films and videos of Jean-Luc Godard, and superlatives will flow from his admirers.<span style=""> </span>I was not ever thus.<span style=""> </span>Godard’s reputation has undergone more than its share of ups and downs” (1).<span style=""> </span>These comments are sparked by two things: Jean-Luc Godard and Jean-Luc Godard’s films.<span style=""> </span>His first film, <i style="">A Bout de Souffle </i>(<i style="">Breathless</i>) is no exception.<span style=""> </span>It has been heralded as the brilliant beginning of the French New Wave, a piece of pure art and it has been dismissed as nothing more than a gangster film with bad editing.<span style=""> </span>However, when one looks closer it becomes apparent that he wanted it this way; he wanted to spark controversy and he wanted to make people think.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Andre Bazin and Jean-Pierre Chartier established the <i style="">Cahiers du cinema</i> in 1942 and, in doing so, laid the groundwork for the establishment of the <i style="">nouvelle vague</i> (New Wave) and its directors.<span style=""> </span>Viewing film as a language, the critics of the <i style="">Cahiers</i> called for personal realism (which was anti-montage) and a resulting <i style="">politique du cinema</i> (which later became known as auteur theory).<span style=""> </span>This <i style="">politique</i> gave the power to the auteur (roughly “author”) which was usually the director.<span style=""> </span>The “homme de cinema” had the ability to wield the camera like an author wields a pen (camera-stylo); he had the control.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Godard takes his control solidly for the first time in 1959, with his first feature <i style="">Breathless</i>.<span style=""> </span>And with this control Godard has sparked much criticism, debate, and thought about what exactly he is trying to say.<span style=""> </span>This, as many critics emphasize, is the way that he will operate for most of his career; it with <i style="">Breathless </i>and namely with his character Michel Poiccard that Godard begins to truly speak in the first person and where he will begin his dive into the dialectical.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>David Sterrit in his <i style="">Seeing the Invisible</i> writes, “The opening scene begins with Michel buried in the pages of <i style="">Paris-Flirt</i> and muttering to himself, ‘I’m no good.<span style=""> </span>If you have to, you have to” (57).<span style=""> </span>A different translation is, “After all, I’m an asshole.<span style=""> </span>After all, I must, I must!”<span style=""> </span>With the opening line, Godard lets the audience into the instability that will characterize the rest of his film.<span style=""> </span>Michel does not know who he is (much in the same way, as Godard would argue, that <i style="">he</i> doesn’t know who he is and humans in general are on a quest for identity).<span style=""> </span>As Ian Cameron writes, “In images of dazzling clarity, Godard reflects the ideological confusions of the world today.<span style=""> </span>The only unity which he imposes on his observations is that which comes from his own individuality as an observer.<span style=""> </span>Increasingly, his films have been shaped by his own uncertainties”(8).<span style=""> </span>He continues, “Godard is at his best when his films are least coherent and least circumscribed, when they appear to be reaching out through references and allusions in all directions to take in vast areas of modern life” (8).<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>In this way, Godard is the ultimate modernist and Michel is his ultimate mouthpiece.<span style=""> </span>He once said, “In <i style="">A Bout de Souffle</i> I was looking for the theme right through the shooting, and finally became interested in Belmando.<span style=""> </span>I saw him as a sort of block to be filmed to discover what lay inside” (175).<span style=""> </span>This criminal makes decisions on a whim, is helplessly in love, and is constantly in search of his identity.<span style=""> </span>In one of the most famous scenes of the film, the breakneck cuts, music, and pace slow and cut to Michel standing in front of a poster of <i style="">The Harder They Fall</i>.<span style=""> </span>He is face to face with a picture of his God-like idol Humphrey Bogart.<span style=""> </span>Michel stares, smoking his ubiquitous cigarette and utters “Bogey” in a manner on par with a child’s first words.<span style=""> </span>He is in awe.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Michel, as a character, is constantly contradicting and constantly indifferent.<span style=""> </span>He does not think twice when he shoots the policeman after the initial car chase.<span style=""> </span>This, of course, sets the plot in motion by putting him on the run.<span style=""> </span>So, essentially, <i style="">Breathless</i> is a story built off of this improvisational move and this theme continues throughout.<span style=""> </span>Michel says what’s on his mind when it’s on his mind.<span style=""> </span>As Godard says, “It is when a man talks simply for the sake of talking that he pronounces the most beautiful and original truths.”<span style=""> </span>He also famously says, “People in life quote as they please, so we have the right to quote as we please.<span style=""> </span>Therefore I show people quoting, merely making sure that they quote what pleases me.<span style=""> </span>In the notes I make of anything that might be of use for a film, I will add a quote from Dostoevsky if I like it.<span style=""> </span>Why not?<span style=""> </span>If you want someone to say something, there is only one solution: say it” (173).<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Michel also does what he wants to do.<span style=""> </span>He robs cars, mugs people, and steals from those who trust him.<span style=""> </span>He is a man of action and this action is directed towards his needs.<span style=""> </span>This is with the exception of Patricia, the woman who throws all of this out of whack.<span style=""> </span>She is what creates the tension, the conflict, and the contradiction within Michel.<span style=""> </span>He is in love with her, as he admits at the beginning of the movie and he’ll beg, borrow, and steal for her.<span style=""> </span>But this comes into direct conflict with Michel’s Bogart image.<span style=""> </span>Bogart is dependent on only himself; he can love and leave.<span style=""> </span>But Michel is as attached as he ever will be to anyone.<span style=""> </span>So he tries to get Patricia to talk to him, have sex with him, and move to <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Rome</st1:place></st1:city> with him.<span style=""> </span>And even though she may be almost as confused as he (during a conversation with her newspaper boss who she sleeps with for stories) she says, “I don’t know if I’m unhappy because I’m not free, or if I’m not free because I’m unhappy.”<span style=""> </span>Here, Godard is playing games with language but he’s also establishing a spontaneity, a questioning of reality, and a modern look at the world.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Michel is trying to find his meaning much in the same way that <i style="">Breathless</i>, as a whole, is trying to find its meaning.<span style=""> </span>It was shot as an attempt at the gangster film and film noir, but Godard wanted reality.<span style=""> </span>He writes, “Beauty and truth have two poles: documentary and fiction.<span style=""> </span>You can start with either one.<span style=""> </span>My starting point is documentary to which I try to give the truth of fiction”(8).<span style=""> </span>However, he wrote of <i style="">Breathless</i>, “Although I felt ashamed of it at one time, I do like <i style="">A Bout de Souffle</i> very much, but now I see where it belongs - along with <i style="">Alice in Wonderland</i>.<span style=""> </span>I thought it was <i style="">Scarface</i>” (175).<span style=""> </span>With this statement, Godard is admitted two things.<span style=""> </span>The first is that he contradicts himself (he has been widely regarded as not liking <i style="">Breathless</i>).<span style=""> </span>He says in an interview with Colin MacCabe, “It’s more a picture that I’ve done for others.<span style=""> </span>A dream of how to make a picture.<span style=""> </span>Perhaps the films should have been done but not by me…I feel that it’s not my movie” (45).<span style=""> </span>But, more importantly, he is admitting that conscious efforts and unconscious thoughts led <i style="">Breathless </i>to its conclusion.<span style=""> </span>Godard may not have meant to make it the way he did, but that’s the way he would want it to be.<span style=""> </span>In other words, he was just doing what he thought was right.<span style=""> </span>He was improvising.<i style=""><o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>In an interview with <i style="">Cahiers</i>, Godard says, “On <i style="">A Bout de Souffle </i>I used to write the evening before shooting.<span style=""> </span>With me this is a method.<span style=""> </span>As I make low-budget films, I can ask the producer for a five-week schedule, knowing there will be two weeks of actual shooting…The big difficulty is that I need people who can be at my disposal the whole time.<span style=""> </span>Sometimes they have to wait a whole day before I can tell them what I want them to do.<span style=""> </span>I have to ask them not to leave the location in case we start shooting again.<span style=""> </span>Of course they don’t like it.<span style=""> </span>That’s why I always try to see that people who work with me are well-paid.<span style=""> </span>Actors don’t like it for a different reason: an actor likes to feel he’s in control of his character, even if it isn’t true, and with me they rarely do.<span style=""> </span>The terrible thing is that in the cinema it is so difficult to do what a painter does quite naturally: he stops, steps back, gets discouraged, starts again, changes something.<span style=""> </span>He can please himself” (180).<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>This is Godard’s aim - he must, like Michel, please himself.<span style=""> </span>He wants to be a painter of images. So much so that Richard Roud compares him to Dutch Master Johannes Vermeer writing, “One thinks first of all of Vermeer, who was also, in a sense, a painter of reality, one whose subjects were drawn from the banality of everyday life.<span style=""> </span>But often the beauty in both Vermeer and Godard comes from gestures or movement.<span style=""> </span>And like Vermeer, Godard accepts the true light source - accepts and glories in it” (81).<span style=""> </span>Emma Wilson agrees, “Both Godard and Truffaut revel in their early films in the possibility of filming in the street, the natural light.<span style=""> </span><i style="">A Bout de Souffle </i>is marked in particular by the work of Raoul Coutard, one of the most celebrated cinematographers of his generation.<span style=""> </span>Coutard’s work with a moving camera, in the scenes in the <st1:place st="on">Champs Elysees</st1:place> for example, allows the natural movement and vagaries of conversation between Michel and Patricia” (72).<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span><st1:city st="on">Paris</st1:city>, for many critics, is the third major character in <i style="">Breathless</i> with Godard hopping from the Champs to Notre Dame to the <st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Eiffel</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">Tower</st1:placetype></st1:place>.<span style=""> </span>And like Michel and Patricia, it also has contradictory elements.<span style=""> </span>It can be the light, sunny grounds for conversation between the couple, but it can also be the dark, seedy city where Godard’s jump cuts and ultra-fast jazz soundtrack stutter and confuse the audience as much as Michel’ actions may.<span style=""> </span><st1:city st="on">Wilson</st1:city> writes, “While its visual marking of the city as space of light and chance may seem the obverse of <i style="">film noir</i>, Godard manages no less to create <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Paris</st1:place></st1:city> as a location of the underground, of paranoia, of the externalization of the psychic spaces, as the city found in <i style="">film noir</i>.<span style=""> </span>Effectively Godard deconstructs the difference between dark and light, between internal and external, exploiting the possibility of opposition for opposition’s sake.<span style=""> </span>Much the same might be said of the film’s moral codes where, by its ending <i style="">A Bout de Souffle</i> had rendered the difference between good and bad, between criminal and victim entirely indeterminate” (72).<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Michel cannot be qualified as good or as bad.<span style=""> </span>He is struggling against society in the ways that Hegel, Sartre, and Foucault wrote about.<span style=""> </span>Foucault writes at the end of his study on Bentham’s Panopticon, “It is a type of location of bodies in space, of distribution of individuals in relation to one another, of hierarchical organization, of disposition of centres and channels of power, of definition of the instruments and modes of intervention of power, which can be implemented in hospitals, workshops, schools, prisons. There were many reasons why it received little praise…but the real reason is no doubt that the power that it operates and which it augments is a direct, physical power that men exercise upon one another.”<span style=""> </span>This is, no doubt, analogous to the power that the state, the police, and the law have over Michel.<span style=""> </span>His freedom is bound by their careful watch and, in the end, it is taken away by their hand.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Sarte writes in his <i style="">Being in Nothingness</i>, “Seduction aims at producing in the Other the consciousness of his state of nothingness as he confronts the seductive object.<span style=""> </span>By seduction I aim at constituting myself as a fullness of being and at making myself <i style="">recognized</i> <i style="">as such</i>.”<span style=""> </span>Michel, in the same way, is attempting to be by being through Patricia.<span style=""> </span>Unfortunately, he is caught up in a Hegelian Master-Slave dialectic and, he’s the slave.<span style=""> </span>He does everything for her and, in the end, she’s the one who rats him out.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style=""> </span>Godard is fascinated with this American woman and <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Americana</st1:place></st1:city>; with Bogart, gangsters, Westerns, the New York Herald Tribune, and jazz.<span style=""> </span>But what he’s most fascinated with is improvisation.<span style=""> </span>A comparison to the Beat Generation and to Jack Kerouac that Sterritt makes that rings the most true.<span style=""> </span>Sterritt writes, “Both were iconoclastic thinkers with a zest for experience and ideas; both were impatient with the 1950s mindset of conservatism, consensus, and conformity; and both sought to release from this questionable Zeitgeist in a torrent of creative activity that challenged sociocultural norms with a charged-up mixture of impulsiveness, irreverence, and flamboyant rejection of common sense”<span style=""> </span>(46).<span style=""> </span>Michel Poiccard, was most basically on the road to somewhere but he didn’t know where.<span style=""> </span>From the mouth of Kerouac’s Dean Moriarty:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="line-height: 200%;">“Now you just dig them in front.<span style=""> </span>They have worries, they’re counting the miles, they’re thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they’ll get there - and all the time they’ll get there anyway, you see.<span style=""> </span>But they need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiny, their souls really won’t be at peace unless they can latch on to an established and proven worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit and go with it, which is, you see, unhappiness, and all the time it all flies by them and they know it and that too worries them to no end.”</span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008673-115169479643469376?l=sainthemingway.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Colin St. Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16327419384833891486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008673.post-1151424010602952412006-06-27T11:55:00.001-04:002006-06-27T12:10:28.270-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newgrounds.com/bbs/user_images/pics/1/5006000/ngbbs4273a9d966a8b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.newgrounds.com/bbs/user_images/pics/1/5006000/ngbbs4273a9d966a8b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><i style="">Scene is on a subway car.<span style=""> </span>There are many different passengers, including <span style=""> </span>a couple near one of the doors.<span style=""> </span>A vagrant wearing no shoes carrying a vacuum from the 1970s<span style=""> </span>walks in.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style=""><o:p> </o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Jeepers</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Hello my name is Jeepers and I am here to tell you a little bit about myself.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Guy in Couple</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Oh, boy.<span style=""> </span>Here we go again with this.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Wife</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Oh honey, he’s just a nice man who wants something to eat.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Guy</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">(<i style="">Sarcastically/Slapsticky</i>)<span style=""> </span>Yeah or drink.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Jeepers</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I am here in front of you today because I’m just a nice man who wants something to eat.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">Guy</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Yeah right.<span style=""> </span>How am I supposed to believe that?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class