This week was jam-packed! I’m happy to say I’m still standing, but it was pretty close there.
Read it. My brother recommended the graphic novel series Blacksad to me, a noir collection where all the characters are different animals. It’s classic hardbroiled detective stuff illustrated by two former Disney animators so the visual style feels oddly familiar in contrast to its saucier content. Highly recommended!
Saw it. I caught not one but two concerts this week, which might officially be my limit for working weeks. First was the epic tUnE-yArDs at the Great American Music Hall, which was danceable and tribal. Mad did a great review! Then I saw the Head and the Heart at the Bottom of the Hill, which was so lovely and moving. Man, those guys can draw in an audience.
Man, this week has really flown by. I’m still minorly sore from mucking at Pie Ranch. I started a photography class over at Root Division. We celebrated Mad’s birthday with an awesome dinner at Foreign Cinema, and will have our first barbeque this weekend (assuming it doesn’t rain!).
Read it. I’m just finishing Louise Erdich’s novel/short story collection Love Medicine, about a Chippewa family in North Dakota, and I really enjoyed it. Also, with the posthumous publication of David Foster Wallace’s The Pale King, there have been all these articles by people close to him. The UK Guardian has a rare interview with his widow Karen Green, and Jonathan Franzen writes about his friend in the New Yorker. Both pieces are raw homages to the man behind the great writer, and how those he left behind are dealing with it all.
Saw it.KO read The Blind Side and so we rented the movie. I totally cried and rooted for that sassy blonde Sandra Bullock. Thumbs up!!
Heard it. Been listening to some tUnE-yArDs in preparation for seeing them next week. What!!
Read it. Sparse and haunting, I read Haruki Murakami’s After the Quake, which is a collection of short stories about the 1995 Kobe earthquake. Of course, it’s rendered even more poignant by recent events…
Saw it. Downton Abbey. God, how has this existed for so long without my knowledge? Upstairs-downstairs in pre-WWI England (ok, it’s not interwar, but I can let that slide). It’s also well-acted, well-paced and streaming instantly on Netflix.
Heard it. Alela Divine & Wild Divine is soulful, sad, and as smooth as good bourbon. Best enjoyed late nights in kitchens or on back porches .
Read it. I had to read it for my book club but Rebecca Traister’s book Big Girls Don’t Cry, about feminism in the 2008 election, was fascinating and so well-written. It’s amazing how even a few years perspective can make you see the media-saturated events in a new light.
Saw it. Sunday night I ate Girl Scout Cookies and watched Despicable Me, which was despicably cute. They keep making such high-quality CGI animated films and I’m going to have a tough argument for keeping the traditional animation banner flying.
Heard it. The rooomates and I headed to Pickathon this year! That’s right, Oregon’s best indie roots festival. It’s in August, but I’ve been listening to the festival playlist.
I have made the firm conclusion that Easter candy is my favorite seasonal candy. I may even invest in some before the holiday and do a little round-up.
Read it. Honestly? I read a lot of the NYTStyle section as their pay wall is going up on Monday and I haven’t decided my subscription settings yet. Must keep abreast of trends and modern etiquette conundrums!! I’m also reading the Best American Comics 2010, ed. Neil Gaiman.
Saw it. Finally caught The Fighter! It was pretty damn good, and some fine acting. Review to come.
Heard it. I’m listening to Lord Huron right now, getting ready for seeing them in April.
And a very merry pre-Oscar weekend to you! I hope you enjoy them and haven’t had to not eat for 3 weeks the way I imagine some nominees have had to.
Read it. Two Academy Award-themed reads: the LA Times does a check-in about the veracity of Exit Through the Gift Shop. I read it and it confirmed my take on the movie (real!), but I wouldn’t put it past Banksy for it to still be a hoax. And Deadline Hollywood recently circulated the script for The Social Network, if you feel like admiring Sorkin’s snappy dialogue on paper.
Saw it. I watched Annie Hall for the first time in ages this weekend, and was struck all over again at how good Woody was at his best.
Heard it. Rolling Stone‘s December 9, 2010 issue was their Playlist issue, which had famed musicians making playlists. Sounds dumb, but they have the actual songs on their website, where you can hear Jenny Lewis’ 70’s California Rock mix, Robbie Robertson on New Orleans music, and Mick Jagger’s fave classic blues.