Remember when you were little and had an advent calendar, and about halfway through the month realized, "Holy Cow! I forgot about the Advent Calendar!"?
No? That was just me? Oh well.
To catch up we're going to have to do a little cheating.
From Saturday through Tuesday of last week, I was in San Francisco for a conference. It was the first time I've been in the city that close to Christmas, and I've never seen it so crowded - with revelers there for "Santa Con," with protestors, with shoppers. It made it a little difficult to navigate through the heart of the city near Union Square, but at the same time it was a lot of fun.
As I made my way through the crowds, I couldn't get the first lines of "Silver Bells" out of my head:
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
"Silver Bells," Brenda Lee
And then, there were the memory invoking tones of Vince Guaraldi's "Skating":
"Skating," Vince Guaraldi Trio
...random thoughts on music, film, television, sports, or whatever else pops into my head at any given moment.
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Friday, December 12, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 12 - Jack Scott
Without a doubt, one of the greatest rock 'n roll Christmas songs. First time I heard it was in "Diner," and more than 30 years later, I've never tired of it.
"There's Trouble Brewin'," Jack Scott.
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 11 - The Raveonettes
"The Christmas Song."
No, not that "The Christmas Song" - this "The Christmas Song."
Either way, it's awesome.
The Raveonettes.
"The Christmas Song."
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 10 - Marianne Faithfull and The Chieftains
A great song from the great Christmas album by The Chieftains, "The Bells of Dublin."
"I Saw Three Ships," Marianne Faithfull and The Chieftains.
Tuesday, December 09, 2014
Sportsman of the Year
I'll try not to toot my own horn too loudly about this, but back on October 30 I wrote a post about the amazing October enjoyed by the San Francisco Giants, one which just happened to include a line predicting that Madison Bumgarner would be Sports Illustrated's Sportsman of the Year. Indeed, at the time I wrote that he was the obvious (and only) choice.
So I'm happier about this than any sane 54-year old (no comments from the peanut gallery, please) has any right to be. For someone who started subscribing to SI almost 45 years ago, Sportsman of the Year has always been a big deal to me. You can ask my mom how I reacted in December 1975 when I came home from school expecting to see Jack Nicklaus on the cover, and found Pete Rose smiling back at me instead. (Things got a little better three years later when Jack was indeed the man).
I'm not even saying that SI always gets it right - in fact, they probably wish there were a few they could take back after the fact (Sosa and McGwire, perhaps? Lance Armstrong?). But for the most part, their selections over the years have been solid - and do in fact include an element of sportsmanship to go along with the purely athletic achievements that play a huge role in winning the award.
What's cool about this from the standpoint of a longtime Giants fan is that it feels almost like the "Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval" on the historic nature of what the Giants have accomplished - and what Bumgarner accomplished over the course of 29 remarkable days. Being named Sportsman of the Year places one in very heady company, and there is no shortage of legends up there on that stage - names like Muhammad Ali, Michael Jordan, Billie Jean King, Jack Nicklaus, Arnold Palmer, Derek Jeter, Joe Montana, Peyton Manning, The 1980 Olympic Hockey Team, Jim Ryun, Chris Evert, and all the others. Great stuff...historic stuff.
So congratulations to Madison Bumgarner...Sportsman of the Year.
So I'm happier about this than any sane 54-year old (no comments from the peanut gallery, please) has any right to be. For someone who started subscribing to SI almost 45 years ago, Sportsman of the Year has always been a big deal to me. You can ask my mom how I reacted in December 1975 when I came home from school expecting to see Jack Nicklaus on the cover, and found Pete Rose smiling back at me instead. (Things got a little better three years later when Jack was indeed the man).
I'm not even saying that SI always gets it right - in fact, they probably wish there were a few they could take back after the fact (Sosa and McGwire, perhaps? Lance Armstrong?). But for the most part, their selections over the years have been solid - and do in fact include an element of sportsmanship to go along with the purely athletic achievements that play a huge role in winning the award.
What's cool about this from the standpoint of a longtime Giants fan is that it feels almost like the "Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval" on the historic nature of what the Giants have accomplished - and what Bumgarner accomplished over the course of 29 remarkable days. Being named Sportsman of the Year places one in very heady company, and there is no shortage of legends up there on that stage - names like Muhammad Ali, Michael Jordan, Billie Jean King, Jack Nicklaus, Arnold Palmer, Derek Jeter, Joe Montana, Peyton Manning, The 1980 Olympic Hockey Team, Jim Ryun, Chris Evert, and all the others. Great stuff...historic stuff.
So congratulations to Madison Bumgarner...Sportsman of the Year.
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 9 - Harry Connick, Jr.
Let's pick things up a bit, shall we?
I'm quite certain I've posted this one before, but what the heck - it's a classic. And hard to believe, more than 20 years old now. Which makes me feel pretty darn old, if you must know.
"It Must Have Been Ol' Santa Claus," Harry Connick, Jr.
Monday, December 08, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 8 - Mary Gauthier
Not every Christmas song is a happy song, just as Christmas is not a happy time for everyone.
Realistic without seeming overly maudlin, Mary Gauthier does a wonderful job painting the picture of someone for whom that is the case.
"Christmas in Paradise," Mary Gauthier.
Sunday, December 07, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 7 - Baseballs
Rockabilly Christmas!
"Driving Home for Christmas," Baseballs.
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 6 - The Vanishers
The "spending the holidays drinking at the bar" song is a fine tradition and gets a rollicking take here, courtesy of The Vanishers featuring Ginger St. James.
And yes, it's OK to be sexy at Christmas.
"Christmas Wish at the End of the Bar," The Vanishers featuring Ginger St. James.
Friday, December 05, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 5 - Mary Chapin Carpenter
A beautiful, slightly melancholy song.
"Christmas Time in the City," Mary Chapin Carpenter.
Thursday, December 04, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 4 - Sufjan Stevens
Over the past decade, Sufjan Stevens has quietly become one of the most prolific Christmas recording artists in the history of recorded music.
Each year, Stevens creates a new CD of Christmas songs - some original, others standards, still others that are difficult to categorize at all - for friends and family. After five years (at least so far), he releases a 5-CD set encompassing the entire half-decade's worth of songs. Some are rough, others are beautiful and moving, and some are just plain bizarre.
And then, some are pretty darn close to transcendent - and I would put this song in that category.
"Hey Guys! It's Christmas Time!," Sufjan Stevens.
Wednesday, December 03, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 3 - Dan Hicks and the Hot Licks
Every year, I put together a Christmas CD for friends and colleagues. I try to find songs that are less familiar than those that you would hear on the radio or playing in a department store, which is a time-consuming (I usually begin during the summer) but fun process.
This song appeared in my collection in 2012, and is a good representation of the "oddball" types of songs that I look for.
"I've Got Christmas By The Tail," Dan Hicks and the Hot Licks.
Tuesday, December 02, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 2 - Ernest Tubb and Gene Autry
I was first introduced to "Merry Texas Christmas, You All" by the Asleep at the Wheel version, but in any version, the song is a good, rollicking (and unorthodox) way to get the holidays rolling.
The video doesn't allow embedding, but there is also an excellent version by Gene Autry.
"Merry Texas Christmas, You All," in versions by Ernest Tubb and Gene Autry.
Monday, December 01, 2014
Musical Advent Calendar, Day 1 - Bob Dylan
It's a tradition going back...at least a few years, when I post a different Christmas video each day from December 1 until Christmas Eve.
As the years have gone by, it's become more difficult to keep track of the songs that I've posted along the way, so there no doubt will be some repeats. And I suspect that this is one of them.
The thought of Bob Dylan singing Christmas songs is not one that comes readily to the mind. But without doubt, this is a great one - in keeping with the spirit of the season, and fun to boot.
"It Must Be Santa," Bob Dylan.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
LP of the Week - "Katy Lied," Steely Dan (1975)
Every year around Thanksgiving time, I think of this album because of the opening cut, "Black Friday" - a song that predated (by two or three decades) the capitalistic bacchanal that "the day after" has become. Even with that being the case, there is a lyric that could easily apply to what the day has become in the modern age:
When Black Friday falls you know it's got to be
Don't let it fall on me
I didn't give "Katy Lied" its proper due when the album was released in the spring of 1975, but in my defense, a) it was released on the heels of three consecutive masterpieces; and b) I was only 15 years old. At the time, I lamented the fact that "Steely Dan" no longer seemed to be a band. This was the first of their albums that openly listed all of the session contributors, and while over time it would come to be a given that "Steely Dan" really meant "Fagen and Becker," that wasn't the case back then. Back then, I didn't appreciate all the names appearing in the album's credits- Phil Woods, Michael Omartian, Jeff Porcaro, Hal Blaine, David Paich, Rick Derringer and Larry Carlton among them - but nearly four decades later, it's pretty clear that when it came to session men, Becker and Fagen chose nothing but the best.
It's also fair to say that "Katy Lied" was a transitional album, bridging the gap between the the eras when the band really was a band and the glossy sound that would characterize "Aja" and "Gaucho," the final two albums of the Dan's first incarnation. But having said that, "Katy Lied" is brilliant in its own right, and includes at least three songs that deserve a place in the "Dan pantheon" - "Doctor Wu," "Chain Lightning," and "Any World (That I'm Welcome To)," as well as several others ("Bad Sneakers," "Rose Darling," "Black Friday" and "Everyone's Gone to the Movies") that are nearly as good. The only real weak cut on the LP is the last one, "Throw Back the Little Ones," which if nothing else gives a clue to the direction that Becker and Fagen would be heading on their next effort, "The Royal Scam."
Another sign of the direction that Becker and Fagen were heading with Steely Dan is in the rather lengthy description (longer than the musical credits) of how the album was recorded. In it, there's references to "very expensive German microphones," "master lacquers done on a Neumann VMS 70 computerized lathe," "variable depth helium cooled cutting heads" and "computer logic circuits." Knowing what we now know about the dynamic duo, this very well could have been an early manifestation of their somewhat odd sense of humor.
When Black Friday falls you know it's got to be
Don't let it fall on me
I didn't give "Katy Lied" its proper due when the album was released in the spring of 1975, but in my defense, a) it was released on the heels of three consecutive masterpieces; and b) I was only 15 years old. At the time, I lamented the fact that "Steely Dan" no longer seemed to be a band. This was the first of their albums that openly listed all of the session contributors, and while over time it would come to be a given that "Steely Dan" really meant "Fagen and Becker," that wasn't the case back then. Back then, I didn't appreciate all the names appearing in the album's credits- Phil Woods, Michael Omartian, Jeff Porcaro, Hal Blaine, David Paich, Rick Derringer and Larry Carlton among them - but nearly four decades later, it's pretty clear that when it came to session men, Becker and Fagen chose nothing but the best.
It's also fair to say that "Katy Lied" was a transitional album, bridging the gap between the the eras when the band really was a band and the glossy sound that would characterize "Aja" and "Gaucho," the final two albums of the Dan's first incarnation. But having said that, "Katy Lied" is brilliant in its own right, and includes at least three songs that deserve a place in the "Dan pantheon" - "Doctor Wu," "Chain Lightning," and "Any World (That I'm Welcome To)," as well as several others ("Bad Sneakers," "Rose Darling," "Black Friday" and "Everyone's Gone to the Movies") that are nearly as good. The only real weak cut on the LP is the last one, "Throw Back the Little Ones," which if nothing else gives a clue to the direction that Becker and Fagen would be heading on their next effort, "The Royal Scam."
Another sign of the direction that Becker and Fagen were heading with Steely Dan is in the rather lengthy description (longer than the musical credits) of how the album was recorded. In it, there's references to "very expensive German microphones," "master lacquers done on a Neumann VMS 70 computerized lathe," "variable depth helium cooled cutting heads" and "computer logic circuits." Knowing what we now know about the dynamic duo, this very well could have been an early manifestation of their somewhat odd sense of humor.
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
"Interstellar" - Overcoming the Impossible
It may be an odd connection, but after watching Christopher Nolan’s “Interstellar,” I couldn’t get Roger Ebert’s review of “Apollo 13” (for me, a pantheon movie) out of my head (what’s really odd, I suppose, is that I would remember what Roger Ebert wrote about a film released nearly 20 years ago – but that’s me).
Early in
his four-star review, Ebert wrote:
“Like Lindbergh, who crossed the
Atlantic in the first plane he could string together that might make it, we
went to the moon the moment we could, with the tools that were at hand.”
And he closed
with these lines:
“When I was a kid, they used to
predict that by the year 2000, you’d be able to go to the moon. Nobody ever thought to predict that you’d be
able to, but nobody would bother.”
Compare what
Ebert wrote back then to these lines spoken by Cooper, the former test pilot
turned reluctant farmer, in “Interstellar:”
“We used to look up at the sky and
wonder at our place in the stars, now we just look down and worry about our
place in the dirt.”
“We've always defined ourselves by the
ability to overcome the impossible. And we count these moments. These moments
when we dare to aim higher, to break barriers, to reach for the stars, to make
the unknown known. We count these moments as our proudest achievements. But we
lost all that. Or perhaps we've just forgotten that we are still pioneers. And
we've barely begun. And that our greatest accomplishments cannot be behind us,
because our destiny lies above us.”
Anyone who
grew up in the age of Mercury, Gemini and Apollo will appreciate the point that
both Ebert and Cooper are making. The
astronauts who flew into space in those programs were larger than life people, accomplishing
larger than life things. For a while, we
almost took them for granted. The
greatness of “Apollo 13” was rooted in that it a) showed that for every one of
those larger than life characters getting their ass shot up into space, there
were 5, 10, probably more back on the ground making it happen; an b) demonstrated, as Jim Lovell put it, that there was nothing easy about going to the moon. There were reasons that the manned moon
program ended, and from a political and policy standpoint, they were no doubt
entirely reasonable and defensible. But what Ebert was hinting at in his review
of “Apollo 13” was that we lost something
when that program ended – we lost the notion that there was always a new
frontier that we, as Americans, could and would conquer, for the betterment of
mankind.
“Interstellar”
taps into that notion by imagining a world that is now in peril, one that has
essentially given up those ambitious dreams while struggling just to put food
on the table for its citizens. And the
world that we see in “Interstellar” is strictly seen from the American point of
view, with vistas straight out of what most would comfortably call “middle
America.” That world is threatened by
dust clouds that are filmed by Nolan and Hoyte Van Hoytema, his
cinematographer, in a way that immediately invokes the horrifying images of
Dust Bowl American from early in the 20th Century.
Cooper is
stranded in that world (a world where children are taught that the Apollo
missions were a lie), caring for his son and daughter, living with them and his
father-in-law in a home that, when the dust storm hits, you almost imagine will
be lifted off the ground in the same manner that we saw in “The Wizard of Oz.” But even though he has made the best of his
life as a farmer, we see early on that his remains thrilled by the notions of
science, space travel and technology. An
early scene where he, Tom and Murphy chase an unmanned, long forgotten drone
through the cornfields in their truck is thrilling, and sets the tone for a man
and daughter who continue to want more out of life than the hand that the world
has dealt them.
It’s
tricky to write about the movie in great detail without spoiling some of its
most wonderful developments. Suffice to
say that it turns out that NASA is still around, and that for years they have
been working on a secret program to find a new home for those on Earth, in
another galaxy. A mysterious wormhole
near Saturn is involved, which has conveniently appeared for reasons
unknown. And thus begins the great adventure
of the film, as Cooper and his fellow astronauts head through the wormhole into
a galaxy where they are forced to deal with realities of science such as time
and relativity.
In
embarking on the journey, Cooper must make the choice to leave his children at
home. And while he tells them upon departing
that, given the vagaries of time and space, he may arrive back home to find all
of them approximately the same age, it is crystal clear that he always intends
to go home. Like the character of Cobb
in Nolan’s “Inception,” what Cooper wants to do more than anything else is get
home to be with his children. Which
makes the moment when Cooper realizes, due to a foul-up on one of the planets
the crew visits in order to test for livable conditions, that his kids have
aged 23 years in the span of just seven minutes (from his point of view), all
the more affecting. Matthew McConaughey
plays the moment in spectacular fashion, which comes as no surprise given the
roll that he’s been on for the past three years.
There are
many more surprises in store, including the appearance of an unbilled cast
member that had me saying “Oh my God” under my breath, and like “Inception” the
way back home is fraught with peril and what amounts to a labyrinth maze that I’m
still not sure I entirely understand.
But like “Inception,” I suspect that “Interstellar” is a film that will
become clearer – and more powerful – upon multiple viewings.
McConaughey
is joined in the cast by Anne Hathaway, Jessica Chastain, Nolan-regular Michael
Caine, Wes Bentley, John Lithgow, Casey Affleck, David Gyasi and Bill Irwin,
among others. There is no weak link, but
special kudos are due to the young actors who play Cooper’s children as young
children: Timothee Chalamet as Tom, and especially Mackenzie Foy as Murphy.
The
relationship between Cooper and Murphy is the movie’s heart and soul, and that
(plus the relationship’s inextricable link with the overall theme of
exploration and wonder) is never made clearer than in this early exchange:
Murphy:
Dad, why did you and mom name me after something that’s bad?
Cooper:
Well, we didn’t.
Murphy:
Murphy’s law?
Cooper:
Murphy’s law doesn’t mean that something bad will happen. It means that whatever can happen, will
happen.
You could
probably say the same thing about a Christopher Nolan film. And “Interstellar” is a great one.
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