"It only has a little caffiene," the lady answered. "It's FREE tea!" said the other. But, really, what is "a little" amount anyhow? I limit myself to approximately three tablespoons of Matt's coffee and to me that is a lot of caffiene. But they didn't know that. And I pretended like they did and now, now look at me. SO AWAKE STILL AND IT IS ONE MILLION O' CLOCK.
So many year ends to keep up with, and all it does is remind me that I have a ton of things to still listen to, pile upon clunky pile of CDs in the mail tub, which the kids pillage and that is how I get around to things I haven't bothered with yet; toddler insistence that we put on "this good CD." Though William is allowed to dominate the playroom CD player with whatever he likes, and it's about 90% Sesame Street albums and then, occasionally, a doo-wop comp, Elizabeth Mitchell albums and the last two installments of the Analog Angola comps. His Grimes phase lasted a week. Now it's just Bert And Ernie's Greatest Hits for unbroken hours. The weird pathos of Big Bird song where he pleads for a friend to come play before it is too late grows deep with each replay.
But still, I have so much of 2012 still waiting. I am tempted to just cut ties with the year, give up, start anew and fresh with 2013. Pretend like I will be valiant. As ever.
Jimmy Breslin's devastating reporting on John Lennon's death: "And Jim Moran and Tony Palma, older now, cops in a world with no fun, stood in the emergency room as John Lennon, whose music they knew, whose music was known everywhere on earth, became another person who died after being shot with a gun on the streets of New York."
WHO WRITES LIKE THAT? Unreal.
The Tribune tells Cameron Crowe about EIT's collection of almost 5,000 copies of his horrible movie on VHS. I told Crowe they have a theory of why "Jerry Maguire" became the focus of the Jerry Project: "Jerry Maguire" was released on VHS in 1997 just as DVD players were being released, which, until Apple introduced its iProducts, was the fastest-selling consumer technology in history. People wanted to replace their old VHS tapes of "Jerry Maguire" with new DVD copies, and besides, as Simakis said, "'Jerry Maguire' is the one movie every white person in American has owned a copy of at some point.""
Sasha Frere Jones year end list is one of the few I always pay attention to. Props t the google doc format so handy.
Spin asked me to talk to Grimes for the year end issue. I felt like she was misunderstood. Older male critic friends, New York Media professionals all, had come to me and asked "I don't get why her work is feminist? Whats her deal? How is she not just signifiers?" and then all my younger ladies and Rookie girls know her as the girl god they'd most like to build with. She gets them, she is them, she is theirs--ascendant. I wanted to do what I could to help the misunderstanders get Boucher's ambition rather than think it so gauche. I wanted to do nothing less than the definitive Grimes interview, so thats what I aimed for. The original is 4 times as long as what ran, approx. 8,000 words, which was a one hour conversation over Skype (she talks fast, my questions were rambley). I only had two questions going into it, which was "Ask about the Pussy Rings," (per my editor) and the other was ask about what kind of bad kid she was to get sent off to sober camp, which only half made it into the piece. Every interview I read people go in with their notions of what her deal is. I just wanted her to explain. And she does.
My Bikini Kill oral history got picked here as one of the best of the year, BUT BUT thats not the reason to click. Set aside a few hours and go read all of these--the one about Queer Punk for Out , I linked that here a few months ago, but the Gitmo one and others are really essential reading. In good company, proudly.
All my Voice recaps are archived here now. If you want to read my thoughts on the cheapness of Xtina's wig and such.