Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Drinking like Men

I spent most of last night at a bar with an acquaintance who is fast becoming a friend. We talked about booze, women and being men. We both work in the booze industry (he's a bartender, I work for a wine importer/distributor) and so it's unsurprising we spent a good chunk of the evening talking about our trade. Similarly for women. We'd both have our own travails of late and that's a prime topic of conversation when you're out for drinks with a friend. But what of being men? It's not discussed much at all in any forum, serious or not.

Women have a very established body of thought devoted to exploring the question of what it means to be a woman. And I don't just mean the serious stuff, though that's important, but the silly and irreverent stuff to. Talk about women occurs in all sorts of rhetorical registers in any imaginable type of forum. But no one talks about being a man, except maybe Robert Bly, but I'm not sure he counts.

First off: There's the essentialist question. Is there anything fundamentally different in kind, genitalia aside, between being a man and a woman. This is actually not a question I care to answer in any serious way. I bring it up because my question, what does it mean to be a man, takes as an obvious premise that there is something fundamentally different in kind.

What is that?

Goodnight,
Ev

Returns

I've decided, at the suggestion and behest of a good friend, to return to writing here. Since graduating from college, I've largely lost interest to posting my various musings to this site. There are various reasons for this, but foremost among them are that I don't spent as much time musing as I did while in school, and, what writing energy I've expended has been towards a couple articles I've been working on, one now done.

Why don't I muse about life, language and politics anymore? I'd like to say it's because I'm now living life, engaging in politics and, uh. . .. But it's mostly that I've been doing different things: hanging out with friends, reading about politics and religion, and looking for jobs.

The decision to come back here was sparked by a commitment I made to myself, but cemented by making it explicit to my friend, that I will write everyday. Subject matter and quality are largely unimportant. Don't say you haven't been warned. I'm writing as an exercise in writing.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Angsty, unadulterated self-expression

I went to see Wolf Parade last night. Great show. Fantastic. (Let me get that out of the way before I start complaining.) But Wolf Parade's drummer needs a friking metronome. Very nearly every song was revved up into a short little diddy of a punk anthem. Perhaps the band simply wanted to get off the stage asap, but whatever the case, slow the damn songs down.

The title of this post is more in reference to one of the evening's two openers, Frog Eyes, than Wolf Parade. I realized something while standing in the crowd, watching their front man gyrate, mumble incoherently, and frenetically scratch his guitar (which sounded like Tom Morello after an acid binge): Indy rock is all about the song writing. More so than any genre I've lived through, the ascent to the pedestal of cool in Indy rock depends largely on well written songs. The contrast last night was stark. Wolf Parade had them in spades, Frog Eyes had jack. I found myself wondering how the Frog Eyes front man had managed to convince someone to let him bring his private bathroom mirror "I am rockstar" fantasy out for all the world to see. I can hardly imagine something less interesting. Mercifully, it was at least a bit comical.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

To be Young and Hip

I recently responded to a job posting seeking "hip alternative waitstaff." This was my reply:

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Hello,

I am responding to your ad for hip alternative waitstaff. Not knowing what sort of hipness litmus test you have in mind, I am at a loss as to what to include (I mean, many of us are hip in different ways). But suffice it to say, I am pretty hip. I like hip music. I wear hip clothes (in a variety of styles) and I really don't care about being hip (ultimately, the most important quality, to some at least). All that aside, I imagine that in asking for hip alternative types you were partly trying to draw in those who are easygoing, which I am, but even better, I am also hardworking (I've been promoted at both of the full-time jobs I have held).

Incidentally, should you like any advice in putting together a hip wine list I've got the knowledge to do it.

Thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely,
Evan Trimble
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As you may have guessed, I am still looking for a job. I've also expanded my field of possible jobs to include most anything wine related that pays half decently (or has benefits). We'll see what sort of response my hip potential employer gives me. I'm still primarily focused on looking for work with a wine distribution or import company, but have yet to find any. There's still one dream company (relative to Portland) that I haven't jumped through all the hoops with yet (I'm trying get one of the owners on the phone to follow up on the cover letter and resume I posted to him late last week), but at this point I am cold-calling every distribution and import company based in Portland (or with Portland offices) that I can find. Cold-calling sucks at first, but I'm getting better at it and it's becoming sort of fun. Today I got one invitation to go visit a little import and distribution company and chat with the owner and see his operation. He couldn't offer me a job as there was none available (it's a very small outfit) but it should be interesting and could lead to something in the future.

Hope all are well.

Love Ev

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

the internet's pretty nifty, eh

[Quoted in full from a review of the Spice Girls' "Spice" on Amazon.co.uk; I've italicised some highlights, this deserves publication in a peer reviewed journal, perhaps unfortunately.]

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***** What you really really want, 19 Sep 2005
Reviewer: "kpalowe" - See all my reviews
The whole Spice Girls concept was one of the most genius creations in pop music history, and the group's immense global success serves to confirm this. Five singing/dancing women, each with their own character, nickname, and ensuing persona, with the 'Girl Power!' slogan to appeal to young girls and a sex appeal for.... well - all men. They were heavily criticised for being emblematic of all that was wrong with pop music and their slogan was accused of being ,inauthentic due to the group's overtly sexual image (see the video to 'Say You'll Be There', for a palpable example). However, this really highlighted some critic's ignorance of post-feminist theory and literature, rather than an accurate deliberation of the group's implications.
Besides, 'Spice' is a tremendous pop album that regenerated the sense of fun that pop had lost some years previously, and this was further punctuated by the group's flamboyance. In fact, many pop albums that have been produced since seem to exemplify qualities and influences that can be identified on 'Spice'. Some people will never be convinced that any one of the individual members possessed even the slightest trace of artistic merit. However, most seem to overlook the fact that the Spice Girls only delivered the final artefact and that there was a whole team of producers and artists involved with the Spice Girls concept. Most crucial was two excellent song-writing duos: Stannard/Rowe and Watkins/Wilson (the former being arguably superior to the latter). The song-writing and the arrangements of the songs thereof was supreme, and there are a variety of pop influences that could be discussed, i.e., r 'n' b ('Say You'll Be There', 'Naked'), funk ('Something Kinda Funny'), gospel ('Mama'), even a bit of jazz ('If You Can't Dance').

The album opens with the sound of running footsteps and laughter before Mel B's attention-grabbing 'Well!!!' just before 'Wannabe' kicks in. Once the familiar (i.e., often used) I-bIII-IV-bVII riff begins Mel B and Geri exchange that famous 'I'll tell you what I want what I really really want, - so tell me what you want what you really really want', and the Spice Girl 'précis' can be identified within the first eight seconds. Certainly, there is no way you are not going to listen! The 'girl on top' hypothesis is humorously presented with lines such as 'don't go wasting my precious time', 'What d'ya think about that?', 'are you for real?', and 'If you really bug me then I'll say good bye', and the deliberately catchy chorus summarises their message lyrically. Towards the end of the song each member is pithily introduced. It is a great introduction to the album, and arguably Richard Stannard and Matt Rowe (with the Spice Girls) coined one of the greatest singles in pop history; one that was certainly much-needed at the time. The video is great too, with the girls gate-crashing an aristocratic party, and causing general (but in no way violent - the light-hearted sense of fun prevails) destruction. It does appear as if someone was attempting to convey some kind of message somewhere - for the girls pass a tramp in the street before they enter the building, and on leaving jump on a bus. However, there is no sense that they are showing any contempt for the people at the upper-class party. Perhaps the video is more of an observation on our excessively hierarchical society, rather than an definite protest. When the group jump on the bus, they beacon us to follow them...... and a large number of people did just that.

The r 'n' b enthused hit single 'Say You'll Be There' has a very strong melody and is perfectly arranged, including a wonderful harmonica solo, with some pretty fine vocal work from Mel C towards the end as well. Other hit singles '2 Become 1' (Christmas UK number 1 1996), 'Mama', and 'Who Do You Think You Are?' (Comic Relief 1997) will be familiar to most. 'Love Thing' also has a great melody, which exploits the blues influence upon pop in general, with use of flattened seventh, augmented ninths etc. A lot of the vocal arrangement is very advanced, balancing textures, the members various vocal ranges, and solos vs. harmony, vs. parallel octaves (the type of vocal arrangement that had previously been an attractive quality of such groups as TLC)to perfection, and 'Something Kinda Funny' is a case in point. Lyrically, the songs are either about typical pop song subjects (i.e., the joys, trials and tribulations of relationships), the group's 'Girl Power!' message, or a juxtaposition of the two. There are a few exceptions i.e., 'Mama' and 'Naked' (perhaps 'Mama' isn't exactly a high point on the album.... but you can't win 'em all). Following the introductory nature of 'Wannabe', 'If You Can't Dance' is something of a summary, particularly of their 'Girl Power!' statement, with the persistently repeated line 'If you can't dance to this you can't do nothing for me baby!'

Overall, 'Spice' is an impeccably well-balanced pop album with an amiable allure. Whatever one might think of the five individuals, the Spice Girl concept was a work of ingenuity. In years to come, it should become more and more patent that the repercussions of 'Spice' on popular music were far greater than was first evident, and the album holds a significant place in the history of pop music. For now, we can sneakily put the album in our personal stereos when no one is looking, keep the volume at a reasonable level, bop along, and hope that no one asks what we're listening to!

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From the next review (because I couldn't resist):

"Following up an album which many people consider to be not only the best musical experiment since a child called Mozart though he'd give the family piano a go, but the best album ever recorded, is not an easy task, but somehow, SOMEHOW, they topped it."

I love the internet. Amish people don't know where it's at. Technology is cool. Freakin' awesome. My tongue-in-cheek suggestion that the above review deserves publication in a peer reviewed journal is partly serious; I've seen worse (save the elementary grammar mistakes) in many an academic article. Perhaps I should start a peer reviewed journal centered on pop culture.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Never Forget:

“Do or do not... there is no try.”

“You will find only what you bring in.”

“Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.”

“Named must your fear be before banish it you can.”

"For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is."

:)

Monday, April 03, 2006

No more, please

Or, "Why I don't think I'll be joining the academy"

What if I one day wrote sentences like the following:

"The madeleine section mediates between the vertical immobility of an instantaneous revelation and the horizontal extensiveness of an incipient narration."

I don't know how I'd sleep at night. I might just as well become a drug mule for a pharmaceutical company. I'll admit, I've taken this out of context, but even within the paragraph or the chapter in which it occurs, this sentence is pretty bad. In context, what he means by vertical and horizontal is relatively clear to anyone who has read Saussure or Jakobson (and that is a fair assumption for his audience), but the rest of it verges on drivel, in my humble opinion.

Anyways, I'm done with the body of my essay (I don't call it a thesis anymore) and am still working through my intro and conclusion. I don't know if I can stand to read my chapters again. I will, but not for another few days at least.

Love Ev