30 January 2009

My alma mater, "Heroin High"

Dirk Johnson, a journalist and faculty member of my other alma mater (NIU) recently wrote a piece for Newsweek.com about the death of a high school student from heroin. It's a nice article overall about the drug problems found in affluent areas, which has one paragraph that jumps out and gives my high school a name I'm glad I was never aware of while I attended.

"St. Charles, a prosperous town on the banks of the Fox River, is known for a charming elegance, rigorous academics and champion sports teams. It has also become known for its drug problems, its two prestigious high schools dubbed by some local teenagers as 'Heroin High.'"

It sounds like a bad band name some of my college roommates would use...

29 January 2009

I like Neko Case more than your dog.


At the risk of sounding insensitive, I don't rank animal issues that highly on my inner chart of moral issues. Yes, cruelty is bad no matter the species, but I can't be a vegetarian or vegan simply because animals taste too good. Sorry, but there are some HUMAN rights issues I'd like to see solved before animal rights.

That being said, I completely respect Neko Case, one of the best singer/songwriters making music today (her last album Fox Confessor Brings the Flood was my favorite album of 2006), and her support of bestfriends.org, a charity that helps find homes for homeless pets. To show support for that charity (but really support for all things Neko), I'm posting a link to a download of the song "People Got a Lotta Nerve," a typically pretty and atypically goofy new song from her upcoming album Middle Cyclone. ANTI records will donate five dollars to the Best Friends organization. Enjoy!

Download:http://www.anti.com/media/download/708

28 January 2009

Life's not fair

... when a woman you had a massive crush on in college, but never made a move on, says that she had a massive crush on you in college and was waiting for you to make a move.

At least Deerhoof played on "Juan's Basement."


27 January 2009

Musicalosophy: LP, CD, MP3? It makes no difference to me


It's been more than a year since a friend of mine at the Northern Star wrote an article originally pitched as a debate about whether CDs or vinyl LPs were the best format for music. Unfortunately, the final product wasn't so much a debate as it was an advertisement for all things vinyl. Since then, I feel like there hasn't been an honest debate about the merits and both formats - and of digital MP3 files. Despite what advertisers and labels will say, I think that none of the three are all that much better than their competition.

First some disclosure; when I buy music, I prefer to have it on vinyl and on MP3, because then I can be the obsessive nerd and log it onto my last.fm account. (I wish I were kidding.) But I am not really someone who buys vinyl because I think it sounds better. Quite frankly, I think people who say that records sound better are kidding themselves - or have a very expensive system and treat each slab of vinyl like it's one of the original copies of the Ten Commandments. I have a simple $100 turntable that I bought because it came with a USB connection to transfer the albums into MP3s. When I first played a record on it, Sufjan Steven's Greetings From Michigan, I was actually a bit annoyed by the hissing and popping noises that clearly weren't on the CD.

So why bother with vinyl? In some cases, it's purely aesthetic. A wall of records just looks better than a wall of CDs I think. I insisted on buying The National's 2007 album Boxer on vinyl because the larger format did more justice to its beautiful cover. In another equally shallow case, the vinyl LP is more of a collectible, a badge of geekiness (or coolness, depending on how you characterize it). It's like the joke. "How many hipsters does it take to screw in a light bulb?" "Oh, I have that joke on vinyl..."

But in another less stupid case, vinyl subtly encourages a more active listening experience. Instead of just clicking a mouse along iTunes or skipping around a CD or iPod in the car, you have to stand up and put it on the turntable, place the needle down and enjoy. Putting on a record means I'm paying just a little bit more attention to whatever is on, reflecting on it more as I take it off the turntable, put it back in its sleeve and put in it's designated spot on my shelf. And in this digital age of instant gratification and knowledge, anything that can slow down the consideration of art is a good thing.

Still, this should not diminish the conveniences of CDs and MP3s, and there are many. You can pack more CDs into moving boxes. Ripping a CD to a computer is way more easy and intuitive than a record. You could try hooking up a turntable to your car, but that's probably just asking for a few scratched LPs. That's why I'm glad so many labels are wise about offering free MP3 downloads with vinyl purchases. Even they know the record can't be everywhere. And how can a format really be the best if it's so tethered to a location?

Also, if I just want to hear one song, if I have one of the deep cuts from Boxer stuck in my head, I could pull out the record and place the needle over that specific song and hear that last few seconds of whatever came before. Or I could just double click the song on my iTunes. Some would argue that the sound quality would be different and the experience would be different. I won't argue that a record sounds different - and at times better - than a CD or MP3. But there differences are minute to my ears and don't really change my opinion on the song.

Then there's the matter of price. If there's one thing my Northern Star friend got absolutely wrong in his original endorsement is that records were more affordable than CDs. If you're getting a short, split EP, yes. If it's a used record, sure. But all used music is cheaper than new. Look online at an indie label's mail order site and compare the differences between a new CD and a new LP. You're looking at an added dollar or so to the price, at least.

Plus, there is the added trouble of an album being stretched across two records. Several artists and critics has gotten wistful over the glory days of the vinyl album where all records were under 45 minutes long. But with the advent of the CD, the album length got extended. I'm not hear to argue about whether or not that was a good thing. If it's a good album with a clear vision and trajectory, it can go on as long as it pleases. But for the 50+ minute album, it means four sides of vinyl with maybe two or three songs on each side. I won't buy the 11 song Yankee Hotel Foxtrot by Wilco on vinyl because of it's divisions. Actually, I won't buy it because I refuse to be the guy who buys his entire collection over and over on whatever new format he fancies. I learned to love that album as a complete, uninterrupted 50 or so minute experience. And a double LP of that album costs around $30, as opposed to a CD which likely costs half as much. And the MP3s? An easy $10 on iTunes... that is if you're even paying for downloaded music.

Which brings me to the MP3's greatest asset - availability. Thanks to pirated music, the whole concept of "out of print" has become a thing of the past. When I go to my favorite record store, I can't find Drums and Wires, Mclusky Do Dallas, Time (the Revelator), and Merriweather Post Pavillion on the shelfs. But I can find them on my iTunes, from the comforts of my own home, and still sounds good. It isn't the same as having something in your hands with liner notes and mass. But before I can care about those things, I need to like the music first, and MP3s are this generations version of the radio. It's the primary way I discover music, a simple, affordable weightless file that has to potential to wring much more money from my wallet in ways of physical purchases and concert tickets.

And in the end, the format doesn't really make the music. You can show me a copy of, say, "Rock and Roll" by the Velvet Underground and play it on vinyl, CD, MP3, and what the hell? a cassette tape too. Sure they'll be differences in fidelity and clarity and subtle details found here and there, but above all that, it's just a damn good song being played, and I'll probably want to dance to it no matter how it sounds or what it's playing from.

26 January 2009

Out and About: The Patience at the House Cafe, DeKalb


Another Sunday, another trip to DeKalb for a show at the House. This time however, was special. The DeKalb/Sycamore trio, The Patience, were playing their first headlining show in the venue. Coming from someone who has championed this band before, there was much to enjoy from their all-too-short set. The girls are getting stronger as a group and remain endearing even when they mess up onstage. For a newcomer (or a fan of the opening bands) it might have looked peculiar for the least professional looking band headlining the bill. But the Patience succeed because they seem to check their ambitions at the foot of the stage and just perform without an ounce of pretension. Flubbed notes and technical glitches are easily excused when you've got three girls - two of them high quality singers - being themselves, not striking a pose imitating a trendy sound. I wish them nothing but the best.

Thankfully too, that lack of pretension permeated in the more conventional sounding opening acts, as Truman & the Trophy and Eagle Scout impressed me as much with their own sense of melody and song construction as they did with their pop-punk+synth influenced energy.

The Patience




Truman & his Trophy


Eagle Scout


23 January 2009

Living in a post-MST3k world


Alongside The Simpsons and Monty Python, the movie-mocking puppet show Mystery Science Theater 3000 helped shape my adolecent sense of humor. But now that show has long been shuffled off of the TV airwaves, several replacements and hyrbids have popped up. Here is what I think of a few of them.

Cinematic Titanic: More than a decade after Joel Hodgson left MST3k, he and four other Best Brains alum do a pretty good update on the formula. The five cast members, Hodgson, Trace Beaulieu (Crow/Dr. Forrester, Season 1-7), Josh Weinstien (Servo, Season 1), Mary Jo Pehl (Pearl Forrester, Season 7-10) and Frank Conniff (TV's Frank, Season 2-7), play versions of themselves, watching bad movies as a part of some vague government experiment.

I'd say it's the exact same thing as MST3k, but it's actually more refined than that. Sure there's breaks in the film for some black sihouette skits in the theater, but they never lose focus on what people really want - movie riffing and simply sight gags. And they're both actually good on a consistent basis. The same can't be said for...

RiffTrax: Mike Nelson, (who I thought was a better host on MST3k but apparently I'm in the minority of that opinion) started the post-show riffing first with this website with Kevin Murphy (Servo, Season 2-10) and Bill Corbett (Crow, Season 8-10). But instead of taking down bad monster movies that nobody has ever heard of, they much fun of bad current movies, like Battlefield Earth, The Happening and Road House in downloadable MP3s which are supposed to be played along with the movie.

It's a novel concept and good way of getting around the pesky liscencing issues that comes with doing doing MST3k style videos. But without the characters to hide behind, the humor comes off a bit like your wacky dad. Nothing against your dad, but there's only so much of that I can take during a movie. 

One very subtle, often missed aspect that makes the MST3k formula work is that the riffer is supposed to be forced to watch the movie - otherwise it's just some guy talking for the sake of talking, and that's just not as compelling to watch or listen to. Furthermore, Rifftrax also occaisionally mocks GOOD movies like the first Star Wars and The Dark Knight. And that just completely forgoes the whole motivation to riff a movie in the first place.

Still, I do like what Nelson has done to encourage a community of fans and riffers, hosting fan-made commentaries and even providing handy tips. Apparently, writing a script before hand is a lot funnier than winging like what a lot of the next category does.

And everyone else: Take any funny concept and you'll find about 20 or so people on YouTube trying to imitate it. The same goes for MST3k and the vast majority of them suffer from lacking personalities, lame jokes and, like RiffTrax, the feeling that they're just riffing for riffs sake.

However, there is a new weekly series on the video game website, Escapist Magazine called Unskippable, wherein two dudes riff on opening cutscenes from video games. It's still a young series, so it at times feels like just another amateur stab found on YouTube. But there's no denying how much the slight change in formula helps. With video game cut scenes being just as overacted and ridiculous as the B-movies on MST3k, they're practically begging to be ripped apart via commentary. So far, the best one has been for the zombie game "Dead Rising," in which a jocked-out freelance journalist is helicoptered into a quarantined city. ("Sim City of the Dead!")

20 January 2009

Inauguration Day


In honor of today's long-awaited passing of presidential power, here's my contribution to WNIJ's "Pre-Presidential Obama" special that aired this past Sunday. I interviewed a Northern Star writer about his encounter with the then-senator and how it helped him pursue a career in journalism. It's about eight minutes long and can be here by clicking here... or by clicking the link in the "Recently Published Work" column. Redundant? A bit, admittedly.

19 January 2009

Out and About: Franz Nicolay at the House Cafe, DeKalb

Hold Steady muilt-instrumentalist and self-proclaimed cartoon character Franz Nicolay made a stop at the House Cafe last night in promotion of his solo debut, Major General. While the record is a fully fleshed out band effort, Nicolay took the stage by himself, switching between guitar, banjo and accordion. The show was a mainly sit-down-and-enjoy affair, there were a quartet of fans left of the stage singing along - which is impressive because like bandmate Craig Finn, Nicolay has a talent for fitting many more words in a melodic line than previously thought possible. However, unlike Finn, he's got a booming singing voice and a great mustache, which Nicolay says will embark on it's own solo tour some time in the future.

Also pictured are opening bands Wolf Nation, a blue-collar rock band who were promoting free stickers and feature members of DeKalb local faves, Inspector Owl, and King King Kitty, a folk duo who covered Gillian Welch and Bruce Springsteen.

Franz Nicolay


Wolf Nation


King Kong Kitty

16 January 2009

Feel-Good Friday Nostalgia


Back in high economics class, Mr. Haymond would make a point to stop his lecture ten minutes before the bell rang every Friday so he could ask the class a "Feel-Good Friday" question. These questions would be of the harmless and fun "get to know you" variety, and he would go around the room and let everyone have an answer, unless of course they didn't want to. That never was an issue, since I've never met someone who felt morally opposed to answering what their favorite game was as a child.

My favorite question he asked went like this. "I have two tickets for you see anyone, anywhere at any time. What do you want to see?" In my effort to seem cooler than the rest of the kids, I said something like "Sonic Youth at CBGB's" and "Radiohead at the Auditorium Theater," because in 2004, that wasn't likely to happen. Never got those tickets two years later.

The best answer though came from a classmate named Jeff. Jeff was a brilliant pianist. Now, there are two kinds of brilliant piano players; the really straight-laced, proper and studious genius, or the shaggy haired, completely crazy genius. Jeff was the former. (But we were very lucky to also have a latter.) His answer was "I'd like to see Bach improvise on an organ in some great big European church." Suddenly, Sonic Youth just didn't cut it anymore.

If Mr. Haymond asked me the same question again, I think I would go back in time as well. But how far back would I go? Who would I see? Where would they be? I could get my hearing blown out by a Beatles concert... I could watch Elvis corrupt the youth... I could see hip-hop's birth, Mozart composing, Robert Johnson selling his soul... It's very hard to pick just one. Hell, I might just go personal and go back and watch the August 1, 2001 Radiohead show in Grant Park, my first "real" (meaning I bought the tickets myself) concert. 

Or maybe I should just curate my own fictional three-day festival? I know, that's like using one of the genie's three wishes to wish for a billion more. But still... it'd be a way to have Radiohead one night and Daft Punk the next... and maybe Led Zeppelin from the dead...

No, I've got it: I'd want John Bonham and Keith Moon to come back from the dead and have a drum-off, thus settling an argument I've had with one of my Northern Star friends for about a year now... My money's on Bonham, but either way, I think we both win.

Ball's in your court now; I've got two tickets to see anyone, anywhere at anytime. What'll it be? (Oh, and sporting events are acceptable answers. A lot of people in class said they'd like to see a Bears Super Bowl, Cubs World Series or Michael Jordan basketball game.) 

14 January 2009

Wearing the face that he keeps in a jar by the door

I'm one of those guys who rarely uses the status line on facebook to actually tell people where I am or what I'm doing. I like to quote songs, the more obscure and obtuse the better.

Yesterday, I was surfing the net at a coffee shop while the Beatles mash-up disc, Love was playing. When "Eleanor Rigby's" distinctive orchestration started, I began thinking about how that song is usually the first one I think of when people ask me my favorite Beatles song, along with "Nowhere Man," and "A Day in the Life." Part of me just wants to be the contrarian and throw my support behind Paul McCartney's most depressing song while the masses sway to "Hey Jude," for the billionth time. 

But then I heard my favorite line. "Waits at the window / wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door / who is for?" I know what it's supposed to mean, but ever I first became aware of the song when I was 12, a part of me wants to take the line literally - to think that Eleanor Rigby really does have multiple faces that she can take off and keep in jars. It's a strangely grotesque image to hear in a Beatles song.

So of course, I went to Facebook to change my status. And to my surprise... people commented. None the names were changed, because no one is innocent.

13 January 2009

Late to the game: "Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog"



Superheroes and musical comedy aren't exactly peanut butter and chocolate, but then again, Joss Whedon's always been about making the questionable palatable, like turning a popcorn movie into a thematically layered TV series and then producing a not-too-shabby-itself spinoff from said series. And of course, let's not forget one of the best shows to never make it past one season... 

So while I was waiting and waiting for the Whedon to come out with information on the long-delayed Goners project, apparently this little one-off slipped past me. Come to think of it, I first saw Buffy and  Angel episodes in their final seasons. And like a lot of people, I completely missed Firefly until it came out on DVD. I suppose not watching Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog until six months after it came out is pretty good considering.

I don't know what you'd rightly call Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog. It's only 43 minutes long, cut into three acts and shown for free on hulu.com. It's not exactly a TV movie... It's more like a TV special - on the internet - without any holiday to celebrate. 

The awkwardly pretty Neil Patrick Harris plays the title character as he monologues and sings his way towards world domination and into the heart of his laundromat crush played by Felicia Day. The only standing in his way is the chauvinistic town superhero, Captain Hammer, played by Nathan Fillion.

It's got it's got the typical Whedon awkward wordplay humor ("Justice has a name, and the name that it has, besides Justice, is Captain Hammer!") and his "Once More, With Feeling" style musical numbers - which I'd hate coming from anyone else, but let slide when he lets things get cut short by a roommate barging in.

With production values that are clearly below most TV shows - yet exceeding the vast majority of web-produced material - Whedon could be trying to elevate the medium. As you're watching the first two acts, it's easy to slip into the mindset of watching any decent YouTube parody, but in the show's final act, Whedon slips a dagger between your ribs when ... no, I won't give it away. It's just one of those twists that completely warps your expectations of how this silly musical comedy was supposed to end. Like most Whedon shows, the shifting emotions aren't exactly subtle. But it seems like he's always been comfortable with sacrificing that for honesty and for taking nerdly shows like this places they don't typically go.

12 January 2009

Nothing goes right with my NFL picks...


I shouldn't care about these kinds of things. I'm not really the biggest follower of professional football. Sure, I watch when the playoffs start, but when I watch the regular season, it's not like I regularly swearing allegiance to a single team. Sure, the Bears play their home games in the closest metropolitan area to my place of residence, but it's not like they are all born and bred Chicagoans. Besides, my family are Packers fans... for some reason.

But since both of those teams have done their part to miss the fabled post-season, I've tried rooting for a few other teams, sure that at least one of them will make the Super Bowl. First there's the Indianapolis Colts, with the Associated Press's NFL MVP and Oreo spokesman, Peyton Manning - beaten in overtime by the San Diego Chargers.

Then there are the Tennessee Titans, the surprise/Cinderella story of the season. Those kinds of teams should always get to play in the Super Bowl. Oh, guess not. Baltimore beat them by a field goal.

Finally there's the New York Giants, with fellow Oreo spokesman Eli Manning. Sure, they were pretty much on top of the standings all year, a factor which usually would have me rooting against them. But they beat the Patriots last year, and that still counts for something right? Another Super Bowl ring to prove it wasn't a fluke is totally acceptable. Yeah, try telling that to Philly yesterday. If the Mannings choke on their double-stuffed race with the Williams sisters, they just might be dead to me.

So now I don't know if who to quietly root for, since it clearly hasn't helped the other three teams. I guess Arizona is the Cinderella story now... and The Wire took place in Baltimore ... so I guess I'm subconsciously rooting for them. You know what that means; Philadelphia and Pittsburgh in the Super Bowl. Oh hey, that'd actually be kind of cool... 

09 January 2009

To the Chicago Tribune photo editor


You know Chicago Tribune, I know you were mentioned in the whole scandal as not being Rod's favorite newspaper. So I understand if you're having some schadenfreude over today's impeachment. In fact, I can tell you probably are, thanks to the photos on your website.

The above picture is a favorite. I can practically hear the photo dept. giving each other high fives. "Finally, a picture with messy hair! Put it on the front of the website!" (Which reminds me... late-night comics can think of way better things about Blagojevich to mock than his hair, right? I speak as a fan of comedy - the hair jokes are too easy.)

Anyway, here's some more notable photos from the Tribune's website.


I want to know the first word that pops in your head when you see this picture. For me, it's "mentos."

This was actually on the front page of the Trib following his appointment of Roland Burris. It's as if the paper is saying, "Would you trust a man who uses a hand gesture considered by some British people to be obscene?"



And the boxer from 1975. I can't think of anything clever to say about these sooo... have a great weekend!

08 January 2009

Random stuff.

As I'm trying to put up some photos on facebook, I wonder if I should share some on the blog or start a flickr account... Thoughts?

Also, a small thanks to the person who posted lyrics to "Son the Father" by Fucked Up on Songmeanings. It's one of those album-openers that's causing me to not listen to their whole album.

07 January 2009

Looking for Northern Illinois folks for radio story...

Hello friends, 

As some of you may know, I work as a part-time reporter for public radio station, 89.5, WNIJ in DeKalb. (Whereyoulearnsomethingneweveryday) I'm writing this to ask a favor. There are a couple of stories I'm working on for the station and I'm looking for people to feature.

First - we're trying to put together an hour-long special the Sunday before inauguration day about Barack Obama and Northern Illinois. I'm wondering if you or anyone you know is going to inauguration day OR if they worked on his campaign OR have some great personal story they'd like to share about the senator/president-elect. 

Second - my boss just dropped off her niece at a school in Michigan, which is being hit relatively harder than most states by the economic crisis. In the financial aid line, there was a woman who was still trying to go to school even though she had just lost her job and because of a divorce, found herself in $100,000+ of debt. There was another student who was downgrading their class-load to part-time student status because they couldn't afford to be a full-timer. Some students are pulling out of school all together because they or their parents have lost their jobs and can no longer afford it. I'm curious about NIU and if it has seen similar situations.

I know that one is a much more sensitive topic. But if you or someone you know has had their academic ambitions changed by the economy, I'd love to have a chance to talk about it for this story. Just leave a comment or shoot me an email. (Check the blogger profile page for that.)

Thanks!

06 January 2009

Animal Collective fans, settle down.


For critics, January and December are relatively ignorable months. If anything high profile is released, it's almost inevitable that it will be some kind of disappointment (see: Worlds Apart and First Impressions of Earth). And for every good album released at the start of the year? If someone remembers it enough to put on their list come November/December, it's likely that it will be perceived as one of those underrated gems. The critic will say if more people had gone back ten months ago and heard it again, it'd stand up to the big hype of October. 

Leave it to Animal Collective to already punch through those pre-conceived notions of how a January album should be heard. As of now, there isn't a metacritic.com score for their ninth album Merriweather Post Pavillion, but here's a few scores already published online.
And it's not just the scores that are causing a buzz in the comment sections. Currently, Stereogum's most commented story asks the question, "Is Merriweather Post Pavillion the best album of 2009?"

Which brings me to the titular point of this entry. Settle down people. Yes, MPP is a damn good album from a damn good band. But I'd bet that as the year progresses, the enthusiasm on this album dies down. And that's a good thing. There's plenty of music set to come out this year. Who knows what hotshot debut album will be this year's Vampire/Foxes? It'd be a shame if another masterpiece was overshadowed this year because critics had already placed their chips on Animal Collective's. 

I'm not saying MPP can't be the album of the year. But saying so when the year is barely a week old is a bit like saying "Palin 2012!" on November 14, 2008. For now, let's just enjoy the album (especially "My Girls") and worry about it's context in the year of music in say... November. 

05 January 2009

Peyton Manning can sell me anything.



Now excuse while I buy some Oreos on my mastercard...

02 January 2009

Speaking of mixes...

Sound Opinions, my favorite public radio show, is showcasing a couple of year-end mixes on this week's broadcast. But what's interesting about this episode is not so much the music, but the methods and motivations behind each mix. Chicago Sun-Times critic Jim Derogatis, considers his mixes to be simple collections of songs he likes, songs he didn't get a chance to talk about on the radio. On the other hand, Chicago Tribune critic Greg Kot compiles his mixes with a bigger purpose and takes a time ordering the track list so that it fits in with whatever overarching theme the mix has. [Note: Apparently Derogatis is trying to be Kot this year and making a themed mix too. How about that?]

It got me thinking; how do other people make mixes? I suppose most people relate more to Derogatis - just group all the good songs together in a playlist, burn a CD and go. But I think I relate more to Kot. I've never made a mix that tried to tell a story per se, but I do take time (too much some might argue) with the play list. I'd like to make the mix of my favorite songs- or songs that I think the receiver would like - work like a good album, with each song following another for a purpose. I try not to have two similar sounding songs next to each other. If I'm going to fill an 80-90 minute CD-R, I'd like it to be varied and weird as a classic double-album, yet have a kind of sonic flow, where one sound or mood sensibly moves toward another. I'm not looking to make a big statement about me or my taste with my mix. I just want to find a balance between variety and cohesion, and that takes time. 

How do you make your mixes?