An inaugural worthy of flushing
If you're reading this, then you have lived to see the inauguration of George W. Bush.
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If you're reading this, then you have lived to see the inauguration of George W. Bush.
Every once in a while a movie comes out that seems just a tad too ludicrous to believe. Case in point: Gwyneth Paltrow's newest film, "Duets." Sound harmless enough, right? But no, lurking behind a seemingly innocent title is an offensive film, a detestable film, a ridiculous film -- - -- a film about karaoke. That's right, karaoke. "Duets" is the story of people who sing non-professionally in bars. It's bad enough having to hear it in bars, now they want us to see a movie about it.
Owners of the "High Fidelity" soundtrack are sure to be familiar with the third track, nestled between the Kinks and the Velvet Underground, "I'm Wrong about Everything." John Wesley Harding, a throwback to the '70s folk-revival, sang the pop piece. Now, Harding is back with a new album, "The Confessions of St. Ace". Harding, who hails from England, found his way to Nashville, Tenn. for the recording of this album, which accounts for its strong country feel -- a departure from the more traditional folk music he played in the past. Just as Harding's stage name comes from a Bob Dylan album of the same name, Harding takes the same path that Dylan took, turning from more of a folk musician to a pure pop musician. The change was amazingly fluid, as "St. Ace" is a practical lesson in how to make pop music. Aside from "I'm Wrong About Everything", the album is highlighted by such songs as "She's a Piece of Work," which tells the story of a woman that Harding loved. His lyrical work is littered with irony and symbolism, with lines like, "We sit around, then it pours / Me, I'm so addicted to the great indoors / And she want to shine again." Harding makes weather a symbol for her emotions, which takes the music to a new intellectual level. He also produced the lyrics in a booklet that treats the songs like poems -- complete with annotations for all of the songs. "Confessions of St. Ace," which is derived from his real name, Wesley Stace, is a magnificently produced pop album, filled with clever chord changes and the occasional crooning. The Los Angeles Times called Hardimgs 1990 album, "Here Comes the Groom," "the first great rock record of the 1990s," and there is no doubt that "Confessions of St. Ace" is one of the first great pop records of the 2000s.
From the makers of the "Got beer?" campaign comes the new "Got Prostate Cancer?" campaign, spearheaded by large billboards with the face of recently afflicted New York City Mayor Rudy Guiliani.
Scott Rosenberg: How's it going? Chris Wylde: Pretty good man.
Ah, 2000, a new century... and one of the least memorable summer film seasons ever. Usually, there are maybe five or six truly bad films, a lot of enjoyable eye candy and a couple gems. This summer, it was either really good or disappointing crap (most of the latter). There was a small amount of great films ("X-Men", "Gladiator"), but nothing compared to the big budget films that were not just disappointing, some were just plain awful (the horrendous and costly "Titan: A. E.). So, what were the best, the worst, and the sleepers? Here's a short list, consisting of a gem, two sleepers and two duds.
It's Sunday night. "The Simpson's" just ended and now you're playing the waiting game, until the next episode of "The Simpson's." Readers, I offer you a savior -- "The Man Show," starring Jimmy Kimmel and Adam Carolla.