Random Music Review Rant March 21, 2010Posted by David Card in Media.
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Pavement was a big favorite of the early (circa 1998-1999) Jups. The band never did much for me, but that doesn’t prevent me from ranting. Jeez, I didn’t write music reviews this pompous for my college paper:
…Recontextualized as an imperative, the phrase sparks from a lyric on this record’s first track, “Gold Soundz,” a song like a chunk of quartz—jagged angles, splashy jangles, jazzy spangles in the yellow sun. It is a self-doubt song making the best of it as tunefully as its own title arrogantly promises.
“You’re empty and I’m empty, and you can never quarantine the past,” is the lyric. The quick, foxy tail of the Q slides into a verb carrying the squawk of official alarm. The phrase is a mouthful for a marketing department to choke on. It is syncopated to measure the gravity of nostalgia and the pull against it, indicative of a lyrical voice that is often of several minds about any number of things, settling on ambiguity as a controlling idea and ambivalence as a point of view, cultivating a double-negative capability.
What, are you auditioning for Sasha Frere-Jones’ job?
Oscar, Oscar, Oscar March 8, 2010Posted by David Card in Media.
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I won the Card Family Oscar Pool, but it was close till the end. My sister got cinematography: I thought Avatar was a cartoon – you can win cinematography for a cartoon? But Hurt Locker pulled it out for me, as Betsy was going with Avatar. I guess you can only be King of the World once.
Actually, I think the new voting system helped Hurt Locker, as I’m assuming anybody that picked Up in the Air for best picture was more likely to pick Hurt Locker than Avatar as their second favorite. But we’ll never know.
I ended up 19 for 24, which is my best ever, and I got all the big five. I missed Foreign Language, as an easier, but less critically acclaimed movie won for the second year in a row. (I didn’t see any of them, but I’m up for A Prophet this week.) And Wallace and Gromit lost, for once. I had the sound categories splitting, but Locker took ’em both.
I was quite surprised that Precious stole adapted screenplay from Up in the Air, esp since that meant Air ended up shut out completely. It was probably my favorite movie of the best picture noms.
I was teary-eyed at the John Hughes tribute, no matter how long it was. Hey, I’m high school class of ’79; I’m allowed. And I do miss Billy Crystal. Or Johnny. I liked it better when the stars were hammered. Speaking of which, where was Jack?