Truthful speaking would be a simple way to tell the truth, if the truth were simple and could be told.

31 January 2008

Vampire Weekend

Great new band guys; I use that term loosley because they've been floating around for quite awhile.

"Walcott" is the best song off the album but I couldn't find a full version on YouTube.

28 January 2008

Music Critics

If anyone here reads Pitchfork Media then they know how pompous those guys who review music have become. But you know what? They're not the worst. That title goes to...

...Robert Christgau.

Seriously: I just read his top 50 of 2007, which he wrote for Rolling Stone (oh, whatever happened to that magazine?) and included on the list are Britnay Spears, Linkin Park, Fall Out Boy, The Smashing Pumpkins, Lil Wayne . . . I could go on and though there are acts like MIA and Wilco and LCD Soundsystem and The Apples in Stereo and Imperial Teen and Spoon, you can't really expect that to be justified Robert Christgau. Let's not forget that he called Yankee Hotel Foxtrot a bomb. Do you even listen to music anymore? Have you opened up beyond what Rolling Stone tells you? It's pretty sad that you make Pitchfork look modest and humble.

27 January 2008

Being Back at School

Being back at school means that there's been a drastic drop in my TV watching. Over break TV and me became re-aquainted (that's right, read it all lyrically). I'm not sure if it's a healthy thing that I'm not watching copious amounts of Degrassi: The Next Generation anymore or not; probably is, but it gave me something to do.

I think I'll go to the library.

Apparently, there's a new Simpsons tonight; keep rationing those episodes FOX, I've already lost the only other show I watch. Damn producers.

On Reading:

I read this on a message board I frequent about reading and how some of us hard-core readers may come off as arrogant; I thought it was something worth mentioning:

-- A Juilliard-trained pianist does not look down on the world. We don't play piano for a living.

-- A professional surfer does not look down on the world. We don't surf for a living.

They're the pros. We're not. They play piano or surf on a higher level.

Literature is different. The lines of "pro" and "amateur" don't exist like that. Lots of people read, for many different reasons. But there ARE different levels of playing this game.

Hardcore readers, if I may be so conceited, are somewhat like the pros in other fields.
Self-proclaimed experts we may be, but we're practicing literature on a
different, more advanced level by reading and analyzing shit like Pynchon and
Joyce. It's not about "better" or "smarter". We just play this game on a
different level. If a hardcore reader fails to understand this, he may easily
come across as arrogant to a casual reader.

I have a friend who hates Pynchon, who couldn't get his head into it, called it trash, and I laughed at him. But it's true, isn't it? Everyone does read on different fields. See: unlike the pianist and surfer example, anyone can read, anyone, that is, with the attention span and patience. People can learn piano but may lack that natural talent to be sublime at it; people can try to surf yet some lack that balance or athletic ability to excel at it; everyone, though can read, and schools already put different levels of reading on us. Generally people who read Dan Brown and Tom Clancy and Michael Crighton (who's all right; at least better than those other two) and James Patterson regularly, the ones who claim these people are the best writers, like, ever -- and believe me, I've come across people who believe this -- aren't going to be tackling literature, literature that satisfies them on the same level as those who devour Pynchon or Joyce or Garcia Marquez or Crowley. Unlike surfers or pianists, there are no professional readers, including critics who are a form of writers above all, so that line can be blurred quite often.

It all comes down to what's most satisfying for the reader. What moves them to their very core the most. Some people just want something quick, to pass the time when they're not doing anything, so you see this popular fiction populating the newsstands of cheap grocery stores and discount department stores. When you've read a lot, especially if you've read a lot of pieces that are actually good, that actually have quality about them, you find this pulp about the equivalent to a greasy hamburger fast food resturant. Since the more hard-core readers among us, and I'd include myself in this category, consume more of greatness, it's difficult for us to imagine why other people might want something fleeting; making us come off as arrogant, pompous, pretentious boobs.

Is reading a game? Are there then different levels of reading? A low, where people read Brown and think he's the God of Writing? A middle and then a high? That's not to say the people who write specifically at these levels are terrible: I like J. K. Rowling for one, though I believe she's a better storyteller than a writer and at the same time I really hate Raymond Carver, one of those literary gods I hear so much about in my department, who can construct great sentences, sure, but his stories don't go anywhere. That's just me. This whole thing differs between people to people.

Is it really arrogance or misperception?

26 January 2008

A Complete Re-Vamping

We're totally changing things around here; forget everything else that has happened before; 275 posts, 5 years gone in a click.