….the clouds have parted, and I’m taking my cranky overworked behind out of here. Be excellent to each other while I’m gone. And if you recommend me, I’ll bring you a currywurst! It would be nice to come back to new followers.
noun • /ˌtɪntɪnˌnæbjəˈleʃən/ • a tinkling, like the ringing or sounding of a bell
From Latin tintinnabulum “a bell”, from tintinno, tintinnare, a reduplicated form of tinnio, tinnire, tinnivi/tinnii, tinnitum, “to ring, jingle, clink; to pay (ie clink coins); to scream in a shrill voice”. This is also the root of tinnitus, but not tinny.
1) Am I the only person who didn’t know Anna Wintour had an affair with Bob Marley? Read about it here. I like Anna even better now.
2) Peter Schjeldahl nails Henri Cartier-Bresson’s brilliance as well as his limitations on the eve of the great photographer’s MOMA retrospective. This is what art criticism should be.
3) I was on the jury for the California Book Awards this year, and we picked our winners last night. It was an amazing and exhausting experience. For some reason there’s not a link to the winners yet, so here are the finalists: they’re all worth reading.
Not that you asked, but I’m still stuck at home (along with everyone else heading to or from Europe). I spent more hours on hold this weekend than anyone should have to spend in a lifetime, and I’m still not finished trying to rebook everything. Oh, the money I’ve lost on train tickets…..
On the bright side, I should be flying out next Monday if all goes well. (And I have the feeling all will go well, because the airlines are losing too much money on this to let a little volcano disrupt traffic for another week.) And if I go to Berlin next week, I’ll have a free apartment since my friends Max and Michael will be in Hong Kong! (If their plane gets out, insha’volcano.)
So I guess one more week of dragging myself through work and endless stupid meetings means that things will all even out in the end. Now, let’s hope everyone who’s stranded can get home soon.
This is funny because I was just having this conversation with a friend last night. She said she “doesn’t like dance music” and therefore LCD (and I suppose Talking Heads and lots of other greatness) was off-limits. Her next mixtape will have this track.
I have a theory, one that I developed in my head tonight while waiting for the Blue line.:
James Murphy always creates one song on each album with massive cross-over appeal. And by cross-over, I’m talking about “people who don’t really like dance music.” This effort is best represented in “All My Friends” from Sound of Silver. It introduces rock fans who are perhaps weary of anything with a 4/4 beat, drum machine, and dirty synths to LCD Soundsystem, a band that frequently incorporates many of the previously mentioned facets…but is so much more diverse than that. Murphy wears his influences on his sleeves, and it is often impossible for people to see past the dance-punk tracks. “Freak Out/Starry Eyes” is brilliant yet pretty classic funk and it stands as a highly ignored release. The drum solo between the two songs reminds me of “The Word” by The Junkyard Band and that is a compliment.
Where was I going with this? Oh right, this is the crossover track. And it’s very good, and sweet and charming in that way that is best conveyed through the way James Murphy sings.