We-eeelll, it’s finally happening! We are talking about Dune this month! Welcome to Dune in June in July! Woohoo! DUUUUUNE! Read on, Reader!
No single rock critic had more lifelong enemies or more posthumous admirers than the infamous Lester Bangs. He is rock’s most polarizing figure. Maybe that’s why I love him so much? What’s your take on Lester Bangs? Read on, Reader!
I promised you last week that I would give you a list of the juiciest books and documentaries that talk about this special period in early modern photography. AND HERE THEY ARE! Read on, Reader!
Since I wrote this story, the Bob Fosse/Michael Jackson comparison has whipped around the internet at least twice. If you’re confused as to who inspired who, just remember that Bob Fosse was born in 1927, and choreographed his first full musical in 1954. Michael Jackson was born in 1958, the same year that the 31-year-old Fosse choreographed the film “New Girl in Town.” Clear? Clear! Okey-dokey. Read on, Reader!
Today I am celebrating the six month anniversary of Bluebird Blvd. Thank you so much for being here today! Would you like a cup of coffee? I just put on a fresh pot. I thought to celebrate today’s mini-milestone, I’d offer you six quick links to six different touchpoint posts on Bluebird Blvd— with extra special personal anecdotes! Anecdotes that ran much longer than I originally intended! They’re more like megadotes! Here’s your coffee! Feel free to skim my mega-anecdotes, my friend. Ready? Steady! Go! My first writing post was an essay about my early childhood— I was a dreamy child. Since many of my first readers were real life friends and colleagues, it cheered me greatly to have their support and their voice on my blog. Starting a blog was a terrifying prospect. I really had never written in this form before— my background is in print publications. Having so much support so quickly gave me hope that Bluebird Blvd. might be my new home. Although I started playing around with my regular feature, The Marriage Interpreter, early on here at Bluebird Blvd., it wasn’t until The Marriage Interpreter (No. 3) that I felt as though I had hit my stride. In this dialogue, The Husband speaks to me in his sleep. I was so surprised that night. This never happens. I ran off to my notebook to take notes. He didn’t remember having said any of this at all. In the first few months of Bluebird Blvd., I published a lot of drawings. I have been studying drawing off and on for most of my life, but studied art somewhat seriously in college. Vic improves his mind is a landmark for me in a number of ways— it’s my first full-scale pastel drawing; one of my first drawings to be … Read on, Reader!
One gorgeous pleasure of the internet is the amount of art available right beneath your keyboard-tapping fingers. The problem, of course, is that there’s so much art! Everywhere! And for some special items, you have to dig and dig. (And dig!) With that issue in mind, let me give you one set of quick links to poets reading their own work as well as other famous folks reading (or singing!) poetry: Have you ever wondered what Robert Frost sounds like reading his own haunting “The Road Not Taken”? Poets.org, the main site for The Academy of American poets, has a free reading of this famous poem by Frost himself, and so much more. One of the poets I adore is Phillip Levine— his work is tactile and unexpected. Levine is a featured poet on The Poetry Foundation’s audio recordings of Essential American Poets, which you can listen to right here. When I went scrambling around looking for Frank O’Hara’s “The Day Lady Died” (one of my favorite poems of all time), I found this fantastic audio recording of O’Hara’s poem read by poet Phillip Levine! (Thanks synchronicity!) Courtesy of the WNYC radio station, you can hear this breathless piece of poetry yourself on the radio station’s website. Now that I think about it, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention one of my favorite ’90s recordings of Vanessa Daou reading/singing Erica Jong’s poetry on her full-length recording, Zipless. This poem in song, “Autumn Perspective,” is a delish delight I break out every October: And! Wow! I have a special treat for you all! This rare recording of Bollywood star Lata Mangeshkar singing a ghazal, which is the most famous (and the most strict) form … Read on, Reader!
Laugh loudly on Monday and Friday will be right around the corner laughing with you! That’s my theory, anyway. So, quickly, now let me give you a few things to help you up your happiness quotient for the day: Joyfully, I thought of Lynda Barry first thing this morning. If you still haven’t had a chance to read One! Hundred! Demons!, you can start at Salon.com’s Lynda Barry page for a taster of a little Lynda Barry magic! (Lynda Barry rocks! I’ve written about her quite a bit!) Luckily, I saw this amazing collection of circus photographs from the mid-20th Century a few months ago on Retronaut. (A major burst of happiness for everyone!) Strangely enough, if nothing else is doing the trick, this one page might fix your day. (I promise, it will help!) Finally, I have been informed by Phillip Lozano that Community is coming back mid-season! To celebrate the first day of the week, I give you this clip of a parody of an ’80s movie done by one of my favorite shows! (Bonus— The Husband and I do this bit all the time! Lurves it!)
Enjoy a few tidbits about my home state on it’s 175th birthday (as a republic) from a native daughter of the Republic of Tejas. Read on, Reader!
Would you like a little poetry and movie fix? I may have just the thing on hand to soothe that pretty need! Before Night Falls The Hours Tom and Viv Piñero Sylvia *Yes, I’ve seen each of these films personally. But you know biopics and you know poets— these aren’t the happiest movies I ever watched. They were brilliant, though.