Stuck Culture, the Microcosm: Variety Writes about Mean Girls Like It just Came Out.

I don’t know why October 3rd is Mean Girls Day, and I have no intention of finding out. Such things have become loathsome to me (especially Star Wars Day, which was funny once, and is now agonizing, especially when the deeper dorks pair it with “Revenge of the Fifth” on Cinqo de Mayo. No one… Read More Stuck Culture, the Microcosm: Variety Writes about Mean Girls Like It just Came Out.

Screeching Jazz, Punk Provocateurism, and Flaunting Whiteness – A Pondering of James Chance

Jazz is, or is supposed to be, a wild idiom, invented on the fly by trained professionals, a masterpiece by midnight. Certain ontological limits exist: Jazz is a form of music, made with instruments, by people. You can have any number of people, and any instrument you want, and still call it jazz. The aesthetic… Read More Screeching Jazz, Punk Provocateurism, and Flaunting Whiteness – A Pondering of James Chance

Radar Station Blues – Let us now Praise Captain Beefheart By Slapping His Fat Face

I wish today, for no good reason, to write about Captain Beefheart. I am not, or at least not yet, an affirmed fan of Captain Beefheart, and given my stands on the concept of fandom in general, I am unlikely to become one (especially if there’s a tribal name attached to it, like “Beefheads”… the… Read More Radar Station Blues – Let us now Praise Captain Beefheart By Slapping His Fat Face