Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
In the Wednesday column, some book/publishing person gives a playlist of 10 songs - a desert island playlist, a currently-in-rotation playlist, an "I love the blues and you should too" playlist, whatever. I think the people chosen must all be very hip NY people that we in the Land InBetween don't get to hear too much about. But, their lists are still interesting, mainly because, of couse, it must be an annotated list, and the comments, stories, backgrounds, rationale is often entertaining.
And then there are the comments from the "Living with Music" readers, who seem mainly content to rip on the guests for being too studiously trendy or hip or arcane. And there is nothing worse - nothing more phony, as our friend Holden would say - than being these things studiously.
Well, come on, people! Don't you remember the dreaded question that begins around jr. high and never lets up? "So, who's your favorite group?" "What kind of music do you like?" And the stomach-grinding moment as you try to catalog every song you've ever listened to and rate its social acceptability to the person asking the question? The fine calculations required to answer correctly would make you dizzy.
When A.M. Holmes says she likes Johnny Cash's version of Depeche Mode's "Personal Jesus" I think two things. One, she probably really does like it (what's not to like?). And two, the sheer brillance! It's like ordering devil's food cake with seven-minute frosting flavored with pomegranate - retro, current, trendy, nostalgic, ordinary, innovative, quirky, and homey.
The other brillance of the blog is that it is an irresistable lure for writers, especially. Make a list, say a little something, sure, you can have a theme, you can make it a story, you can be all pomo or tell it straight, shape it how you like! So where's my playlist? Well, I'm thinking about it.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Oh, but she can also be really cute when she is tired but refusing to go to sleep...once I go upstairs and pick her up and wipe her nose and dry her eyes and bring her back downstairs and wrap her up in a blanket and sit on the couch with her. She pretends to sleep for a while, then starts gently patting my face and saying "cheek" "nose" "eyebrow" and then lays her head on my chest, snuggles in a little and says with great contentment "Mama" before sticking her thumb in her mouth and slowly getting heavier and heavier. So, yeah, last Friday night was easier...but tonight wasn't a complete wash.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Good news: We finally have two of Cora's favorite books back in the house, and copies of her own this time too. Those pesky library people always want their books back!