Category Archives: meat

The Forks, the Lap, the Fur: Guy Maddin’s My Winnipeg

Review’d! You should totally pair this up with Realisms, the second half of the Hirshhorn’s The Cinema Effect exhibit, which I’ve written about for tomorrow’s Examiner.

Guy Maddin is the new ruler of my Netflix queue.

A Little Bit Country, a Little Bit Rock and Roll

Morning, all. My review of the reconvened Meat Puppets’ set at the Black Cat Sunday night is in today’s Paper of Record.

News of the Day. Yesterday.

Thanks, Billboard! Your June 20th edition spilleth over with plenty!

They’ve got details of the copious bonus material that will make the inevitable 30th Anniversary Edition of Elvis Costello’s My Aim Is True a necessary purchase even for people like me, who have already bought it twice. (If you started on him in ’77 instead of ’98, like I did, you’ve surely paid for it more times than that.) Also, there’s a free iTunes podcast series chopping up a long interview with the Imposter about the first 10 years of his career. I assume it isn’t the 1995 interview by Peter Dogget that comprised the bonus interview disc from the first time these albums were reissued — in 1994-5 by Rykodisc. This, of course, was followed by the Rhino reissues (featuring different liner notes by Elvis than the first reissue series and even more bonus music), and then the current reissue series which gives you bupkis in terms of extras.

They’re also breaking down Prince’s imminent Los Angeles residency: He’ll play seven gigs (with the usual unannounced after-shows expected) to 200 people per show, for the novel price of $312.10 (general admission standing) or *cough* $3121 (oyster bar included). Meanwhile, he’s already pretty much done with the titular inspiration for the pricing scheme: A little more than a year after the release of 3121, his new record, Planet Earth, will be released July 24th.

Best of all, Ted Nugent is about to release a new record . . . called Love Grenade. Sez the Nuge: “We come from the old school of shitkicker, R&B-driven, grinding guitar lovemaster.” Indeed.