Thursday, June 12, 2008

Special OUTrageous WTF?



How much wood would chuck chuck if chuck did indeed chuck wood?


p.s. it's a myth: it wasn't him in the porn... or was it?

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

June 11, 2008 Eaworm


Conversing about the subtext of sixties pop songs with the Siniawsky's - as one does on a Friday evening - has me bending an ear in an attempt to see what I may have been missing. "Johnny Get Angry" was finally asked "Johnny Are You Queer" but I already knew the answer to that and I'm pretty sure I know the real story of "Jimmy Kiss and Run". And it's good to know that I'm not the only one who has suspected a down low theme to "I Think We're Alone Now".

The Crystal's "He Hit Me (And It Felt Like A Kiss)" has been discussed in detail for it's underlying theme of masochism but I've always thought the real story there was about insecurity, no matter how aware Spector was of the innuendo. Grizzly Bear's cover on their "Friend EP", however, throws any ambiguity aside like an empty condom wrapper with just one brief pause between "it felt like a" and "kiss"; just long enough to make it clear that he treasures the memory and the gratification that the moment provided.

It may not be my thing but it still sounds sexy as hell and not one bit gratuitous which is more than can be said for previous covers by Hole and The Motels. Go ahead, try it.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

June 10, 2008 Eaworm



To demand all or nothing is a risky proposition and is best left to the young: the rest of us know better. You can wish, ponder, and dream for all of it but Van Vechten was right and you get what want in the form you deserve. And who wants all of that?

A passing comment to a friend led to a nice compilation of the lads' work being sent to my door. It should move me past the "Ogdens' Nut Gone Flake" album that seemed to be in the collection of every friend of my parents if I could stop listening to "All Or Nothing". The climbing/diving guitars, the terrace chants and, of course, the mind fucking vocal by Steve Marriott - alternately pleading and demanding - leave me speechless.

I'm not completely sold on Small Faces yet but I don't know how I've lived without this song and while it is playing, I give up everything.



with special thanks to Kmatt

To mark your calendar

CARL MARTIN: Photographs 1986-2007
Curated by Samuel Fogarino
June 20- August 2, 2008
Opening reception and artist's talk: June 20th, ( 6-9p)

Opal Gallery is pleased to present CARL MARTIN:
Photographs 1986-2007.
This collection of photographs span twenty-one years of life spent in New York, NYC, and Georgia. Carl Martin's unique awareness and sensitivity to the world around him resonates in the loose comic geometry of this snapshot based body of work. The range of subjects is not limited to a particular typology but, as he describes, is simply what was being seen and the "visceral way things just are". Curated by musician and writer Samuel Fogarino, this massive installation of imagery offers a contemporary view of the living connection to those who have created a life before us. Filled with aliveness, each individual photograph is evidence of the continuation of a celebration composed of many incongruent components.

Carl Martin received his degree from The School of Visual Arts in New York. He has exhibited nationally. His work is exhibited in numerous private and public collections including the Museum of Modern Art in NYC, New York and Hartsfield Atlanta International Airport in Atlanta, GA. He lives and works in Athens,GA.


The Opal Gallery is located at:
484 B-2 Moreland Ave NE
Atlanta, GA 30307
www.theopalgallery.com
For more information please contact:
Constance Lewis, Director
constancelewis@gmail.com
tel. (415) 601-0281

Monday, June 9, 2008

June 09, 2008 Eaworm



A wise but wanton young woman once told me that any cocktail party worth its salt needs a little tension. This is true but who in their right mind wants to be the source? Perhaps The Sensations' Yvonne Baker got the same advice because she's trying to beat down the door on "Let Me In" and she's going to use that sax as a battering ram if she doesn't get her way. From the sound of that upright bass, the rocking is really rolling in the hall and she'd be wise to stay right where she is. More dancing and less of a toll on her reputation...

Sunday, June 8, 2008