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A Strong End to the Week
We're sitting in Zona 78 after picking up Bean at the end of her first week of camp at the Tucson Museum of Art. The program has been a tremendous success so far, though she was a little take aback by her first art school critique session, in which someone suggested she should have moved the shadow on her still life over a bit. Kim and I explained to her how critiques work by recounting our own experiences with art class, poetry workshops, and editing each other's work. I think Skylar understands better now, though she may get anxious in two weeks when she will be having her next critique session. I should add that the picture in question was her first still life drawing done from life, which and came out very well considering she'd never tried to render three dimensions through the play of light and shadow before. She also made a mosaic out of broken ceramic pieces this week, doing everything herself, including the grouting, which she really enjoyed. Now she's eating her third piece of ciabatta and reading the second Harry Potter book, which she has almost finished. One of the things she likes about art camp is that they give the kids a leisurely lunch break in which she is permitted to read. Even better, when she's getting tired in one of her two three-hour classes, she can just get out her book and declare a reading break. Boston in playing over the sound system here at the restaurant: "More Than a Feeling." I could swear it has been on for fifteen minutes. That's alright, though, because I kind of like Boston, even though I would feel guilty declaring it to be a "guilty pleasure" in the wake of the paper I gave at this year's Experience Music Project conference in Seattle. Besides, I have asparagus to eat. Did I mention how happy we are that it's overcast today? The sun is oppressive when it's out all the time. See you soon.

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icetulip From: icetulip Date: June 2nd, 2006 11:54 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Did I mention how happy we are that it's overcast today? The sun is oppressive when it's out all the time.

I concur on both accounts! And it rained at my house for 15 minutes! (I'm in the Orange Grove/Shannon vicinity.) I was so thrilled.
cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: June 3rd, 2006 04:01 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
You're luck, then. Our Oracle and Magee rain shadow was once again in effect.
_luaineach From: _luaineach Date: June 3rd, 2006 12:24 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Did I mention how happy we are that it's overcast today? The sun is oppressive when it's out all the time.

The thunder all afternoon was the best.
cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: June 3rd, 2006 04:01 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Kim kept saying, "Was that thunder?' It was further away where we were, but just as welcome.
katieengl From: katieengl Date: June 3rd, 2006 03:58 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)


when my mom and step father were married they had boston played every fourth song at their reception. no joke. not only can you not dance to boston, it makes you want to drill holes in your skull after about two songs. *shudder*
cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: June 3rd, 2006 04:45 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)

Re: Boston

I can understand. I have fond memories of Boston, myself. There's a 70s rock-loving oldster in me, after all. I was too young -- at least without older siblings and living in the woods -- to be into popular music once when Boston was big, but I remember seeing the cover of their second album somewhere before we moved away from my ancestral Pennsylvania home. Still, nostalgia doesn't totally blind me. I couldn't take that much Boston!
From: marcegoodman Date: June 3rd, 2006 03:38 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Of all the funny things that could be said about Boston, the funniest I can report personally was when a friend claimed that she originally heard the chorus to "More Than A Feeling" as "It's a four-letter feeling".

The most acute description of Boston that I know is Greil Marcus' capsule review of their second album from the epilogue to Stranded:

The premise was Jimi Hendrix, but the result was as white as the Beach Boys; the band's triumph was the emotion they were able to get into the soaring guitar lines, the cathedral-like organ, the endless overlays of vocal sound and texture. There was no personality: just an undeniable insistence on the grandeur of the pain and longing of even the most ordinary young men.

cbertsch From: cbertsch Date: June 3rd, 2006 04:04 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
Marcus takes a lot of crap, but I love his writing. I just wish he'd turn down the creative jets from time to time. I love that description you quote. But often reading or hearing Marcus, especially over the past fifteen years or so, consists of being overwhelmed by one quintessentially Marcusian sentence after another, with no let up on either the hyperbole or the characteristic stress.
From: marcegoodman Date: June 3rd, 2006 08:46 pm (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
I fully agree. What I have loved about Marcus' best writing is the sense that he is letting you in on the secret nature of things. But since Lipstick Traces ( a book which I have never been able to read but remain grateful to simply for alerting me to the magnificence of Fairport Convention's "Tale in Hard Time"), these secrets have become less and less intelligible. I continued to read Real Life Top Ten in all the places it appeared but I would often wonder if there were a single reader who actually "got" what he had in mind when addressing a particular record, movie, cultural event, etc. in those Marcusian sentences of his. That's why I still appreciate interviews where his responses tend to be much less recondite.
frostedfuckhead From: frostedfuckhead Date: June 4th, 2006 03:25 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
but could 'smells like teen spirit' have existed without 'more than a feeling'???

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