First three live reviews from Timeout Chicago Blog (TOC blog)

November 1st, 2009

múm at Logan Square Auditorium: Live review

October 29th, 2009

A warm gust of wind swept over Chicago Wednesday night. The pop-infused electro-glitchy Icelandic band, múm, could rightfully claim the award for the cutest (and most heartwarming) band of the year. The evening started off cold with a few melancholia-inducing songs from Go Go Smear the Poison Ivy. múm could not get the audience to move a single inch. This might be the kind of music one prefers to hear alone. Paralysis, they say, is a symptom of depression. Although a dream place for any high school prom, the awful sound quality at Logan Square Auditorium didn’t help the awkward tensions in the room.

I was no fan of Andrew W.K. when I walked in. I just wanted to see what a metal dude—with a pair of dirty white jeans and greasy long hair—could do on a solo piano before a string quartet.

I forced myself to ignore a quickly rising fever when I saw his tweet from earlier on in the day: “PARTY MINDSET: For the rest of the day treat everyone as though they were dying tomorrow. In other words, PARTY VERY HARD!”

OMG. I am 27,  am I getting too old to party?

This party, however, started with Bach’s “Prelude in C major/Ave Maria.” I had seen AWK on YouTube going solo on the piano. I had been impressed, but nothing prepared me for the night that ensued.

On Sunday morning, NPR’s Sound Opinions hosted a small and intimate live performance with Grizzly Bear; approximately 50 people were present.

It was 11:30am to be exact, around the time most of its fan base is crawling out of bed, when Grizzly Bear walked out on the Back Porch Stage of the House of Blues. As Jim DeRogatis and Greg Kot, the local rock scribes who host Sound Opinions pointed out, “It’s not exactly rock & roll time.” However, in case someone was interested, the bar was open.

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Two recent articles in the Platypus Review

October 10th, 2009

Labor struggles today:

A report on a recent civil disobedience action in Chicago

ON SEPTEMBER 24, 2009, approximately 900 Chicagoans rallied on the sidewalks in front of the Park Hyatt Hotel near the Magnificent Mile. At the height of rush hour, about 200 members and community allies of UNITE HERE Local 1, Chicago’s hospitality workers’ union, arrived at the scene and blocked all four lanes of Chicago Avenue by sitting down in rows and linking their arms.

Read rest of article here.

Update via Chicago Tribune: Hotel workers authorize strike at downtown Starwood hotels

Politics of the contemporary student Left

September 2009

Pam Nogales, Carlos J. Pereira Di Salvo, and Laurie Rojas

At the Left Forum hosted by New York’s Pace University in April of this year, a panel discussion was held on the subject of Politics of the Contemporary Student Left: Hopes and Failures. Organized by Alex Hanna of United Students Against Sweatshops (USAS), the panel consisted of Pam Nogales of Platypus, Carlos J. Pereira Di Salvo of USAS, and Laurie Rojas of Platypus. What follows is a transcript of each panelist’s formal presentation and the subsequent Q&A session. Video of the panel discussion is available here.

Opening remarks:

Laurie Rojas: What does it mean to be part of the radical student Left today? My political practice is informed by my participation in two very distinct organizations: the Students for a Democratic Society [SDS] and the Platypus Affiliated Society [Platypus]. Platypus began as a reading group at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago in May of 2006. Its primary aims are to develop an understanding of the reasons for the historical failure of the Left and to clarify its present and future necessity.

In 2008 I joined the new SDS, for which I organized discussion groups across Chicago campuses on immigration rights. I also helped to coordinate SDS’s participation in the May Day immigrant’s rights rally, so that for roughly nine months I worked for SDS on an almost daily basis. At first, I thought I was in Platypus to do theoretical work that my “out in the streets” practice in SDS would complement. I was hardly alone in misunderstanding the relationship between theory and practice in this way. In fact, the most significant obstacle I found in my experience with youth politics in SDS is the fact that we have all naturalized the idea that leftists are either intellectuals or activists. This division cripples revolutionary practice as well as revolutionary thinking.

Read rest of article here.

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Radiohead releases collectors edition of Kid A

August 31st, 2009

Jumping up and down like a motagoose while looking for a torrent!

Check out the story at pitchfork.

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Inglorious Basterds: Tarantino’s bloody masterpiece

August 21st, 2009

Quick film review:

If you seek a good dosage of dry-humor and well directed sadism go see Tarantino’s epic World War II heroes take on some NAAAAzis in Inglorious Basterds (imdb). I was bitting my nails half way through it (slow suspenseful build up and great soundtrack). I had the urge to cover my eyes several times with some of that token Tarantino goriness, but be sure not to miss a second of the ending. Brat Pitt, as Lieutenant Aldo Raine, with strong and nasal Tennessee accent, was simply excellent. After a climactic ending that left everybody clapping&cheering uncontrollably, I walked out of the theater at 3am filled with adrenaline, knowing I wasn’t going to be sleeping much that night.

Also see:

Quentin Tarantino talks Inglourious Basterds - RT Interview

German critics lap up Tarantino’s Jewish revenge fantasy

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1000 words on Manet’s The Mocking of Christ (1865)

August 18th, 2009

On view at the Art Institute of Chicago, alongside other mid-19th century paintings, hangs one of only two religious paintings in Edouard Manet’s whole career, The Mocking of Christ (1865), more recently renamed to Jesus Mocked by Soldiers.

In approaching what is both the brightest and darkest painting in the room, the viewer first notices the central, brightly-lit, frontal figure, Christ, surrounded by three other male figures, more or less clothed. Painted with bold, thick, brushwork, Manet depicts a triangular-composed scene of what is known as the mocking of the “king of the Jews” before the crucifiction.

The beholder is forced to have multiple confrontations with Christ, the first of these confrontations is intense, immediate, and striking, however, as the viewer pulls back and surveys the picture in its entirety, and is confronted with the interactions of the figures, it becomes increasingly ambivalent and unresolved. The ambivalent relationships between the figures vary in distinct levels of the engagement with their actions, among themselves, and compositionally not only with Christ, but with the viewer as well.

The almost porcelain-toned glowing epidermis of Christ, makes the other bodies have the appearance of corpses. Though he is the brightest of them all, his flesh has clearly suffered the tragedy of time and reveals in between its cracks the truth of painting. Present throughout the majority of the surface of the painting, these cracks—some crevices, some fissures—are most noticeable, most pronounced, and most concentrated on the body of Christ.

Manet’s elimination of halftones creates the feeling of palpable, immediate presence of Christ. Although his physicality is undeniable, certain areas the contours have thinner layers of paint that reach an almost ghostly transparency. The contrast provided by the pitch black background and the over-exposed, scarcely illusionistic, rendering of the body immediately forces a confrontation between the viewer and the painting

Unlike other paintings addressing similar themes, the body of Christ, far from being idealized, is limpid, weak, anemic-looking. His feeble arms, tied together at the wrists with a rope, are stretched gracefully downward to our right. His head slightly tilts in the opposite direction. Unconcerned with his surrounding he stares up submitting himself not to the figures that encircle and harass him, but to something beyond their recognition, and ours. His feet, one laying flatly on the ground, the other with an elevated heel, have darkers tones, and although thick strokes are discerned the rendering is painstakingly blurry; the surface brush strokes seem to cover up evidence of the bruises from underneath. His partially crossed legs, leads our sight towards a figure huddling to his left.

Slightly cropped by the left edge of the canvas, this figure appears to have just arrived at the scene, or is ready to get up to move. His pose, that of one knee on the floor and the other bent with his thighs at a 45 degree angle to his chest, kneels next to Christ. A gesture that could describe an image of admiration and humbleness towards Christ, however, one is not to be deceived since this man is holding up the spear we can easily suspect will eventually give the last death blow.

This skin-colored shirted soldier whose bent body takes up half the vertical orientation of the canvas, seems considerably larger than the others, and appears closest to us almost protruding into the viewers space. His awkward relationship to the figure of Christ, beyond that of sheer scale and demeanor, is witnessed where the edges of his pants touch the edges of Christ’s legs, and it is in those interactions that perspective and depth is tampered with, that the figure or Christ, though centrally placed seems to recede

The figures behind him too engage with him, to our left, behind him, stands a half-hidden, semi-bowing, figure who stares at his face, almost in ashtonishment of his presence.

If anything the ideal presented by other paintings of similar subject matter is being deflated and transposed into something else. In a historical period in which such a subject matter had been exhausted, the painting cannot help but echo both Renaissance and Baroque painting, specifically 17th-century Spanish artists Diego Velázquez and Francisco de Zurbaran. A painting a few galleries down in the Art Intitute, Zurbaran’s The Crucifixion, could give us a good point of reference, of comparison. Both paintings have particular ways in which the rendering of the body of Christ and its surrounding is affected by the play of light and darkness, perspective and composition, physicality and spirituality. His bodily presence, in an altarpiece painting like The Crucifixion, provided for a spiritual experience, the effect, the physicality, materiality, presence of the Christ in a religious setting, but for Manet’s time his intention is different and so do his technical devices need to be. Though equally striking in its atmospheric effects, the experience of the Manet as opposed to the Zurbaran, never reaches a moment of extreme pity, anguish, mourning, hope nor adoration. Manet does not allow us to contemplate the painting passively, like the Zurbaran whose depth and theatricality consumes us, and instead Manet forces us, with every possible detail, to remember that we are viewing a painting composed of seemingly inconclusive fragments and effects. The textures of the different skins, the fiery-orange fur worn by one of the torturers behind him, the calluses on their barren feet, the leather straps, the men’s facial hair, and rough clothing all render a particular materiality that transcend even the realist paintings of Gustave Courbet before him.

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Greenberg in 1948

June 21st, 2009
Clement Greenberg

Clement Greenberg

To define the exact status of contemporary American art in relation to the history or art past and present… demands a certain amount of mercilessness and pessimism. Without these we shall not know where we are at. There is no use deceiving ourselves with hope. Our most effective course is to confront the situation as it is, and if it is still bad, to acknowledge the badness, trusting in the truth as the premise for any improvement, and feeling a new security because of the very fact that we have met and verified the worst.

-Taken from John O’Brian’s forword in Vol. 2 of Greenberg’s collected essays and criticism (Arrogant Purpose, 1945-1949).  The article, “The Situation at the Moment” was originally published in Partisan Review in 1948.

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Art Chicago, Next, and Artropolis are one week away

April 24th, 2009

I am preparing to write a 4000 word paper tentatively titles “The challenges of Art Criticism on Art Fairs.” This paper will also be the first stage of not only my thesis on Art Criticism, but also a presentation for the Platypus International Convention in June.

I would like to pick up from:

-Jim Elkin’s What Happened to Art Criticism? (2003)
-Selected readings from Critical Mess, Art Critics on the State of their Practice (2006)

-Jerry Saltz’s articles on Art fairs: Feeding Frenzy: Disgusting? Depressing? Or are art fairs the triumph of the corporate avant-garde? (2005) and Frieze After the Freeze: At London’s big art fair, signs of financial trouble abound. But maybe that’s okay. (2008)

-Adorno’s Cultural Criticism and Society (1951)

I would like to address the question of how are Art Fairs today different are similar to 19th Century Art Salons? How is it that criticism today approaches art fairs? What do earlier critics offer contemporary critics’ approach to art fairs? What approaches are possible?

For this I would look at Baudelaire’s (Salon of 1848) and Benjamin’s writing (selections abound).

How should a critic approach the evaluation of Art?

In the end, I would like produce a 1000 word Review of NEXT.

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Writing was speaking to me

April 6th, 2009

[Found in one of my binders from summer 2007. I made no changes.]

Ending Note,

I would like nothing more than to be able to write well. Most of the writing I did when I was a little younger was about myself. I would have a journal that I would keep. After a page I would end up writing about myself. I would always start with big questions: what should I do with my life? Why am I so unhappy? And almost always end with a question about love. The scarlet letter always lingers: The thin line between love and hate. I should get Groundhog Day from netflix.

Ok, so, what am I going to do about this perturbing problem of mine. Is this some sort of inferiority complex? I shouldn’t reduce it to that. I shouldn’t try to rationalize it too much. Is it something I need to change? Is that even possible? Could I control my own emotions? Could I ever live by myself? I tried that two years ago and I didn’t really like it. I have changed.

A year ago I was completing the biggest wish I had ever had. What else do I have to look forward to? The thing is I have never been a competitive person. Why is that a bad thing? Why should I be masochistic and allow another person to attempt to control my life?

I thought I could write to vent my frustrations. Maybe I just need a psychologist. God night. And wish me good luck.

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Feist, I feel it all

March 29th, 2009

Feist’s official website: www.listentofeist.com

Album cover for The Reminder

Album cover for The Reminder

I feel it all, is the second track of Feist’s 2007 Album The Reminder

I feel it all I feel it all

I feel it all I feel it all

The wings are wide the wings are wide

Wild card inside wild card inside

Oh I'll be the one who'll break my heart

I'll be the one to hold the gun

I know more than I knew before

I know more than I knew before

I didn't rest I didn't stop

Did we fight or did we talk

Oh I'll be the one who'll break my heart

I'll be the one to hold the gun

I love you more

I love you more

I don't know what I knew before

But now I know I wanna win the war

No one likes to take a test

Sometimes you know more is less

Put your weight against the door

Kick drum on the basement floor

Stranded in a fog of words

Loved him like a winter bird

On my head the water pours

Gulf stream through the open door

Fly away

Fly away to what you want to make

I feel it all, I feel it all

I feel it all I feel it all

The wings are wide, the wings are wide

Wild card inside, wild card inside

Oh I'll be the one to break my heart

I'll be the one who'll break my heart

I'll be the one who'll break my heart

I'll end it thought you started it

The truth lies

The truth lied

And lies divide

Lies divide

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Poem: Life Is Fine by Langston Hughes

March 23rd, 2009
I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn’t,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn’t a-been so cold
I might’ve sunk and died.

But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn’t a-been so high
I might’ve jumped and died.

But it was High up there! It was high!

So since I’m still here livin’,
I guess I will live on.
I could’ve died for love–
But for livin’ I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry–
I’ll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.

Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!

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