I am trying to resolve my annoyance about people freaking out about the anti-abortion billboard in SoHo. Because, on the one hand, it is just a classic example of New York media trying to spin the local into the general, cloaking their provincialism in ignorance. These billboards have been everywhere, and far more offensive, for many many many years. It is not news! It is only news if you think it is important that it is happening in New York.
On the other hand, maybe (and this is the resolution part) it is just that only New York media actually knows how to deal with this sort of thing. Shouldn’t all good liberal local media be having a freak-out when one of these things go up? My experience in other cities has been that there are all sorts of bad things going on that the various alt-weeklies and blogs ignore, and which in New York would be a whole tabloid scandal and it would all get dealt with, hooray. (Also, maybe it is just my fault for primarily paying attention to NYC media folks and mistaking their local coverage for something intended to be national, maaaaaaaybe?) So yes, I do wish there was a little more national context in all this coverage, but I am glad it’s taking place. RESOLVED.
I think the New York local papers (and bloggers) covered it as a local story, as this instance happened here, locally. Did everyone miss the national story the NY Times ran about anti-abortion ads in Atlanta on Feb 5?
stepping outside of the box a little bit, I’d like to announce the digital release of my band’s debut full length, Out of the Gates. as expected, every song sounds like Blur and is a tribute to Alison Brie’s cans.
Instead of asking if women are funny or wondering if they’re a different kind of funny or attempting to find explanations for the conception that women aren’t funny, maybe it would be nice to just insist (!) that women are funny and throw funny women everywhere, like shoot them out of cannons right onto the SXSW tent. But I guess you need someone doing that, and it’s a lot easier just to talk about it, which is what I did in the first place.
(Although I kind of want to host a panel called “Are Women Punny?” where everyone would just try to out-pun everyone else for an hour like some kind of perverse Portlandia sketch.)
Oh yeah and my Neutral Milk Hotel theory from 800000 emails ago is that In The Aeroplane Over The Sea is not really a great record or anything special or a standout amongst the Elephant6 crowd (which seriously, and maybe because I was a suburban burnout teenager in Atlanta, Georgia in the mid-’90s so I might have a strong bias because you couldn’t fuckin flip the dial past 88.5 or WREK without hearing something from the Apples In Stereo/Neutral Milk/Olivia Tremor Control axis of Tweevil (™ Aaron Lefkove - YEAH BUDDY ENTERPRISES, 2011) but I could go the rest of my life without ever needing to hear any of that again) It is a serviceable indie rock record but it has been canonized and re-canonized so many times in so many SPIN magazine (and others of their ilk) best album polls and issued and reissued enough times to where it is lost in this wash of critical noise and in the meantime is the album equivalent of a gateway drug to even more Tweevil levels of navel-gazing college rock. And the album still sells great….I have no idea what it does on iTunes or other digital carriers but having worked on an off in a brick & mortar record shop over the years I can tell you it is a perennial best seller amongst a certain set who keep on regenerating themselves and moving to some shithole loft off the Morgan stop where Jeff Mangum can play a surprise show for a bunch of music industry vets and journo types who are searching for some kind of anachronistic shred of ”authenticity”.
Our great friend and part-time contributor (even though everyone who worked here considered her full-time), has decided to leave the lush life of freelance writing while praying her day job co-workers at The Prominent Money Managing Vampire Squid would not find out its Katie Baker was the same as that Katie Baker. For Katie “Bakes” Baker is now a full-time sports writer. Yes, the Sports Fella has made the smartest decision of his career and hired Bakes for his new editorial project.
Today in class the dreamboat told a story about Derrida throwing a beer at Foucault when they were both at Berkeley together and something about how postmodernist that is and what I am saying is, grad school.