Jess

O HAI

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

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We iz in yr computer, updatin yr filez.

YOU DROPPED A BOMB ON ME

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

Now I know what my Halloween outfit will be.
But no one else will get it :(
I think my favorite line in this song is, “You were my hope/You were my smoke.” What a brilliant rhyme scheme.
And the special effects! No one told them less is more. It’s kind of like when you discover that the filters on Photoshop are the only thing you can figure out how to use, and you add at least one to every Facebook photo because YOU JUST CAN’T HELP YOURSELF.

YOU’RE BORED, I’M LAZY

Monday, August 10th, 2009

I’m not sure how this is going to work, but I’m willing to find out.

Here’s an update on “The Hurt Locker.”

Rappers are totally gay.

i don’t know where Dewey Beach is, but this is a familiar list to anyone who has frequented bars in Georgetown, or really any bar in America, ever.

Sasha F-J <3s Daft Punk and (finally someone’s givin’ them some love!) Basement Jaxx.

And unsurprisingly, we’re still dumbasses.

AND NOW, THIS

Monday, August 10th, 2009

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IT IS AUGUST 2K9

Sunday, August 2nd, 2009

But judging by what artists people are throwing $$ on, I’m questioning that statement:
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Green Day? Pearl Jam? Nickelback? Linkin Park? This list reads like a late-’90’s ‘compilation set. Even if the Pearl Jam song is the best song of the summer, I feel like the band’s continued popularity is somewhat a product of nostalgia for the days of a budget surplus. But hey, I guess some people enjoy it.

Speaking of that NYMag list–I’ve heard exactly one of those songs and have never heard of the first two artists at all. Maybe I’m just jaded, but every song here sounds like what ended up in the reject pile from someone with at least a modicum of talent. Both Jeremih and Demi Lovato lack the ridiculous narrative arc and vocal dominance of R. Kelly or Kelly Clarkson, respectively. It’s like they made the cake and forgot to put the frosting between the layers. A song about all the freaky shit you’re going to do to your girl on her birthday? If you’re gonna go with it, you need more than a smooth R&B beat and a slightly annoying vocal trick. You gotta make sure that no kitsch stone is left uncovered. And make sure that the lyrics for your assertive I-sure-don’t-need-this-guy anthem gives the singer more credit than relying on complaints I could think of hungover–he never shows up on time, he doesn’t call, he doesn’t listen, but I’m with him anyway. No amount of multi-octave warbling can hide how lame and weak Demi seems in this song.

And this Shakira single…seriously, I don’t know where to begin. It’s like there were 8 different producers who saw this song going in 15 different ways. The result is this terrifying blend of disco-burlesque-electro-yodeling that makes me feel anxious, angry and terrified all at once. Thanks, record execs, for taking a giant shit on some of the best genres of music created and then having the arrogance to think that we will enjoy it. No, dear sirs (because I know you are sirs, because women would never make Shakira do this, ever), I do not, I cannot accept this as a viable excuse for any kind of respectable ‘catchy’ music, especially not from the woman who has given us so many better songs and who is actually pretty cool. Don’t play me like that.
Ugh, don’t even get me started on the video. Nude leotards? Srsly???

THIS IS THE ONLY GOOD THING THAT IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW.

THUG PLAYTIME

Wednesday, July 29th, 2009

CHECK THIS SHIT OUT

Wu-Tang Lego: Da Mystery of Chessboxin’ from davo on Vimeo.

IN WHICH I DISLIKE EVERYONE

Tuesday, July 21st, 2009

bombs over baghdad
In an unusually cinematic period for me, I saw two CRITICALLY ACCLAIMED films recently. Apparently, other people did, too, and they have something to say about them, and they’re liberals too, goddamnit!

“The Hurt Locker” is Kathryn Bigelow’s latest directorial effort since K-19: The Widowmaker, so people’s expectations were awesomely high. Somehow this film’s quality surpasses that one, and you can read about all the nerdy stylistic details with the AV Club.

The film has been almost universally critically lauded, but those naive sheep can’t see how far the MSM has pulled the wool over their eyes, says the Prospect’s Tara McKelvey! The movie is propaganda, McKelvey claims, because there is (shockingly for a war flick!) action:

“The Hurt Locker sets itself up as am anti-war film. It opens with a quote, “War is a drug,” from Chris Hedges, a Nation Institute senior fellow and author of War Is A Force That Gives Us Meaning. Yet for more than two hours, the film imbues Baghdad’s combat zone with excitement and drama.”

Come again? It really doesn’t sound like her characterization of a combat zone contradicts the nature of war. Last time I checked, drugs were generally considered to be 1) exciting and 2)on one level or another, wrong. So saying that drugs and war have both immediate highs and often terrible consequences is pretty accurate (see Trainspotting, Requiem for a Dream, and all other films about drugs).

McKelvey also takes issue with the fact that the protagonist, a bomb-defuser with a death wish, actually likes what he does. She specifically refers to a sequence that contrasts his days in Iraq with his quotidian life at home. “The fact that the war itself seems to have little point fades into the background,” she claims. But she forgets an important point–Staff St. William James is an asshole. He defies protocol and often leaves his team swinging by their balls. He takes risks that are more likely to fail than succeed. He’s weirdly sentimental about the bombs he defuses, keeping some of the components under his bed. He’d rather be alone in a desert than home with his son and girlfriend. Does anyone really want to be that guy?

Yes, the movie is more about soldiers than the macro rationalization of the war. It is more about the soldiers surviving and doing their job than politiking. So why does that automatically equal ‘pro-war’? As an Obama-loving liberal, I didn’t come out of the movie ready to suit up for Freedom; my reaction was more along the lines of, ‘wow, that job sucks, and the war seems pretty pointless and destructive.’ We’ve reached a point where we can say, ‘yeah, the war was a really bad idea. Now let’s stop people from dying, try to help a bit and get the hell out of there.’ Why can’t we say that in relation to a fictional portrayal of the war? And if we can, don’t we need guys who love defusing bombs more than anything in the world?

The second premiere that got a little more attention was for In The Loop, a political satire about the ramp-up to a war that smacks of Iraq. Again, people have really enjoyed it. Adele Stan chose to describe not the film, but the mise-en-scene of the screening, attended by the director, Armando Iannucci, David Rasche, who plays Linton Barwick, and “flip-flop-shod interns, and men donning khakis and polo shirts.” Hill staffers and people coming from work–who woulda thunk it, in DC of all places?!?

But seriously, guys. Stan has a bone to pick with Iannucci. And it’s not about the subject, the inspiration for the characters, or the questionable ethics of nearly every character in the movie. No, the most shocking thing is that some male characters sometimes fling around insults that–gasp!–aren’t totally PC!!!

“Granted the last question (I got lucky), I asked about the extreme level of gay-disparaging analogies spewed by the movie’s potty-mouthed characters. “Call me naive,” I said, “but do people really talk like that?”

Iannucci explained that James Gandolfini, who plays a general in the film, spent a few days at the Pentagon doing research. “That’s really the way they talk,” said Iannucci. “[Gandolfini] said there’s a lot of talk about dicks — ‘We’re gonna put our dicks on the table’ and that sort of thing.”

Can you believe that discourse in the Pentagon is sometimes homophobic??? Someone should make a law against that or something!!!

The review kind of devolves from there. Stan takes us to the afterparty at “a slick joint called Co Co” and trots out her knowledge of the behind-the-scenes action of the film. She also kind of makes it sound like she heard Iannucci’s story about a State Department meeting he attended while she was at the afterparty when it was actually during the Q&A, but little matter. For anyone who lives in DC, this is pretty much a non-story. A cultural event happened, people in polo shirts came, and the Pentagon is homophobic. Also, from an editorial point of view, the whole thing is riddled with asides that no one cares about, or worse, seem like plugs for one thing or another:

“I attended the screening with my friend Mike Rogers, himself a star in our world for his work “outing” anti-gay-rights politicians who lead secret gay lives, as featured in the recent film, Outrage.”

I assume “our world’=AlterNet readers, to which I cannot speak from personal experience. I don’t think, however, that shilling for your friends should be okay in any world, especially when it has absolutely NOTHING to do with the rest of the article.

That’s about all the kultur I can take for now, and as for this….


There are no words.

DEEJAYS ARE D.C.’S MARK SANFORD

Wednesday, July 15th, 2009

last night a DJ climbed a tree and yanked him from a solitary life as a Tree-Top Cat

Thanks to this incredibly timely campaign, we now know the true victims of the Recession. Sure, they may put on a happy face at parties, but sometimes, having a blast and generally making a questionably valid living just aren’t enough!! Let’s just hope they raise enough awareness–fingers crossed for a benefit concert!–to finally defeat Ignorance. Oppression is real, people!

Funemployment

Tuesday, July 7th, 2009

LET ME HEAR YOUR SPANDEX TALK
Or, what my life has amounted to in the past few months.
Maybe there’d be something for me if I were willing to move Northward…

FREE THE INFORMATION!

Tuesday, July 7th, 2009

PULL MY MOUSE EARS

From the July 6 edition of the New Yorker:

“The digital age, [Chris] Anderson argues, is exerting an inexorable downward pressure on the prices of all things “made of ideas.” Anderson does not consider this a passing trend. Rather, he seems to think of it as an iron law: “In the digital realm you can try to keep Free at bay with laws and locks, but eventually the force of economic gravity will win.” To musicians who believe that their music is being pirated, Anderson is blunt. They should stop complaining, and capitalize on the added exposure that piracy provides by making money through touring, merchandise sales, and “yes, the sale of some of [their] music to people who still want CDs or prefer to buy their music online.”

It’s hard to asses Anderson’s opinions from a book review, but it’s interesting to read the way he parses out the so-called ‘free’ services of YouTube or the claims of the technocrati who claim that their innovations will “wipe away all traces of its predecessors,” as the review author Malcolm Gladwell said. Just because Gmail is a free service does not make it cost-free, even if the costs of hardware have dramatically declined in the past three decades. Relying on ad revenue alone is perilous, if for no other reason than a diversified portfolio, as they say, is the key to success. And I think that Gladwell makes a good point in saying that Anderson tends to equate what ‘information’ (i.e. ‘the masses’) wants with what companies in competition tell us we want. Newspapers, record labels and book publishers do not share the same burden of ‘Free,’ and we shouldn’t think of them as a cohesive or impartial group.

From Will Lion's photostream

From Will Lion's photostream

That being said, it’s hard to think of the structure of the internet without all the ‘free’ stuff. A world without a YouTube (and thus all of those cute crazy cats!) would be a sad and less useful one indeed. At the end of the day, though, someone has to make some cash money. So while I cheer on the Pirate Bay buccaneers, I acknowledge that it’s impossible to have a system in which no one pays, no matter what ‘information’ might want.

Of course there’s also the issue of maintaining a diversity in the sources of said information, the crux of the Google Books debate. That’s another can of worms, methinks.

p.s. Looks like Anderson hath sipped freely for his own ideas. Keep it classy, man!