Author: rakemag

  • So funny I forgot to relax…

    It’s all laughs all the time this weekend, or at least it should be that way until Sunday. And I’ll need it after last night’s trip to The Guthrie, where I saw The Real Thing. Now, don’t get me wrong; it’s a good play and all… and a very talky play with a certain amount of hollering going on at that. But it’s all, or mostly, about infidelity, you know, and so I found myself biting my nails and pulling apart my cuticles until there was a mangled mess–nervous habits. Infidelity frightens me.

    In any case, tonight: The Left, The Right, and The Ugly (wherein The Brave New Workshop makes fun of my–and their–beloved lefties.)

    Saturday: Funny Business: A Standup Musical with a Punch Line. (Saving comment… I’ll report back on this one.)

    Sunday matinee: Foxfire at Theatre In The Round (think Blue Ridge Mountains and a hectoring fellow named Hector–actually a ghost… Good way to cap the weekend?)

  • Jason's Fly Space

    Regular Horticulturists might’ve noticed a lot of music around here as of late, even though in, in real life, much time is being spent at the theater–this being the opening of the big, fall theater season ‘n all. Although I’ll be at The Guthrie tonight watching Tom Stoppard’s The Real Thing, a piece of my heart will be lingering over at First Ave., cuz that’s where The Gossip is playing.

    (And let’s be clear, going to hear The Gossip is the exact opposite of spending an evening at The Guthrie–even though it is not, I should note, the exact opposite of seeing this particular Stoppard play, which happens to be very dark. There will be less screaming at The Guthrie, in any case. I don’t expect to hear Beth Ditto’s ghostly vox haunting the fly space.)

    Why do I like The Gossip? This is a band that indulges my riot grrl nostalgias–ah the days of yore when I could crank my Bikini Bill to my heart’s desire and dream all day of heading west to, say, Portland or, huh, Olympia (“where everyone’s the same”). But I also like Stoppard for his ability to explore life–contemporary life!–in a sophisticated and, yes, even “deep” way… and without any of that ghastly finger-wagging or over-explaining. And, these days anyway, I prefer sitting in a comfy theater seat to standing all night on the hard floor of First Ave. I suspect I’ll be quite content to forgo that trip down memory lane.

  • To the beat of a broken system

    Here’s a benefit event that’s been circling amidst my cyber-friends: CONRAD’S ALL-STAR REVUE, A BENEFIT FOR CONRAD SVERKERSON AND THE TWIN CITIES MUSIC COMMUNITY TRUST; translation: a fundraiser for all the low-income music industry-types who can’t afford health insurance–but are stricken with illnesses, such as treatable but expensive forms of cancer, and get themselves into car accidents no less.

    The event takes place at First Ave.

    Check the music lineup: The Mighty Mofos, Tim O’Reagan, John Munson, Dan Wilson, Matt Wilson, The Retribution Gospel Choir (with Alan Sparhawk of Low), Kraig Johnson (um, yum), Gary Louris, Jessy Greene, yada yada yada. I wonder how many of these artists are covered?

  • Tree by leaf

    Diversions and anodynes, to help you forget about the closing of that long, holiday weekend as well as the fact that this, officially, signals the onset of fall (and who knows, you might like that sort of thing… autumn, I mean):

    Doomtree plays First Ave tonight.
    M. Ward plays the Varsity.
    The Coreopsis Poetry Collective is doing a reading at the Black Dog.
    Tequila tasting at Bar Abilene.

  • Le weekend

    Sign o’ the local theater scene picking back up: Emigrant Theater, a newcomer company, opens a pretty cool-sounding show this evening. Check what we wrote about it for the theater page of our September issue, in So Little Time (or the section formerly known as “Broken Clock”). From here on out ’til November the theatergoing gets better and better. And then all the holiday shows start.

    Cat Power is playing the Varsity! Two shows on Saturday!! (The Varsity is a new favorite venue of The Rake, by the way. We did our fall fashion shoot there, and the folks who work there were fabulously accommodating!)

    The Lit 6 Project is doing their first gig at the Ritz Theater. An early email from one of the masterminds, Mr. Geoff Herbach, indicates how intimidating the guys and the gal of “The Six” find this. It’s a big, bad beautiful venue–replete with velvet curtain and stage lighting (which the six are not at all using).

    Finalement: Happy Labor Day! Every year, I look forward to the newspaper coverage of this holiday because I so enjoy reading all the anti- and pro-Wal-Mart letters as well as the “what’s happened to the American middle class?” essays. (Answer: they’re alive and living in Las Vegas.)

  • Basking in the sunset

    Today’s the last day of August, for heaven’s sake… Never before has it been more urgent to catch an outdoor show! Try the last installment of Patio Nights at the Minnesota Museum of Art–with the Belles of Skin City and, again (a favorite), Desdemona.

  • Army of Shadows

    A few folks from around here made it out to see Army of Shadows at the Edina Cinema last night–this being Jean-Pierre Melville’s rarely seen 1969 film about the French resistance during WWII, both inspired by Melville’s own wartime experiences and the book Belle de Jour by Joseph Kessel. Anthony Lane, the notoriously cranky but utterly entertaining film critic for the New Yorker, even gave it a rave. But don’t take my word for it… I expect Peter Schilling will chime in on this one shortly. But in the meantime, know that the run of this must-see flick ends tomorrow! You won’t get a lot of other chances to see this film.

  • The Wagon Wheel

    Again, there’s not a lot of interesting stuff going on today. I guess we’re in a pre-holiday “slumber” (or something). Sigh… The State Fair’s still happening but, pfft!, that’s not much of a secret. The Twins are playing. Plenty o’ shows to see at the all-new Guthrie. And speaking of which, Jeffrey Hatcher, who penned the current “Dowling Studio” production, is giving a talk about how to be a screen/playwright, which I’m certain will be of interest to plenty of folks since everyone under the moon dreams of makin’ the movies someday. The most exciting thing I have to report is that I’ll be venturing out into the uptown area of Minneapolis this evening; and I’ll be accompanied by my very good looking, very single, soon-to-turn-thirty first cousin, Sheryl. If you spot a pasty white, frizzy-haired lady in ballet flats standing next to a sparkling, angel-headed glamazon, rail thin and wearing fashionable platform heels, you’ve found us.

  • Lowering the roof

    Not much going on ‘cept the cheaper showing of Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. Tonight it’s fifteen dollars as opposed to the usual eighteen. How many times can she recycle one secret, you ask?

  • Paul Shambroom

    Although he has focused throughout his career on the political realities of life in America after the Cold War, Paul Shambroom’s work isn’t the sort of blunt, unambiguous photo-polemics that one traditionally expects from strictly documentary art. His images are open for interpretation, and more likely to raise questions than offer easy answers. The New Jersey native and Minneapolis College of Art and Design alum has had a rambling career to date; he’s photographed factories and corporate environments, spent ten years documenting the country’s nuclear facilities and stockpile of weapons, and traveled thousands of miles to take pictures of town council meetings. Here, he discusses works from his most recent project, Security.

    Initially, at least, these new photographs look like a huge departure from the Meetings project. How do these things come together?

    The Meetings photos came about after I had wrapped my nuclear weapons project, and as a result of that experience I had become fascinated and sort of obsessed with the whole command-and-control aspect of nuclear weapons—you know, the question of when and if these things are ever going to be used, who makes that decision and how is it arrived at. That led me to the question of citizen responsibility for the actions of our government, and the way many of the basic civic decisions at both the highest and lowest levels are made.

    Was there a natural evolution from Meetings to Security?

    I knew I wanted to do something in response to September 11th, but it took a couple years for the idea to percolate. It’s difficult to wrap your head around history or see it with any perspective when you’re in the middle of it. My process always works pretty much the same way; I’ll have a subject in my head that I’m interested in, and as I research and dig around, I’ll start trying to figure out a way to put a visual face on it. Not necessarily to provide answers, but to offer a visual form in which to raise questions and issues.

    That visual form here isn’t the typical sort of thing we’re accustomed to seeing labeled as response to September 11th. There’s no flag-waving, for instance, and no real military presence.

    Well, with all the Homeland Security issues, I wanted to do something about what was going on here in the U.S. There are all these political issues with the money and how it’s being spent, and the role fear plays in public policy. You realize that fear is both a natural human response and also a valuable political currency. This was a really difficult project in that previously there wasn’t much question about how I felt about the subjects I was working on. After September 11th, though, there are no easy answers. I don’t have a clear stance, which makes it very complicated.

    You made most of these photographs at training facilities around the country. How did you get into these places, and what was going on there?

    Visits had to be arranged well in advance, and access can be very difficult. I did a lot of research into the places I wanted to go, and then it was just a matter of figuring out who controlled access and how to work with them. Most of the sites are funded by Homeland Security. There are five of these institutions around the country, and most of the people who go to them are law-enforcement people, firefighters, first responders. I have one photo taken at a place in New Mexico—Playas—which is this old mining town that Homeland Security uses for really large-scale exercises. Everybody calls it Terror Town.

    The portraits are particularly interesting. You have these guys wearing bomb-squad outfits or biohazard suits, covered from head to toe.

    The portraits were sort of a departure. They’re very mannered and posed. I was looking for these iconic subjects, and I thought it was interesting that you couldn’t see their faces. They became almost superhero-like. Some of them had a science-fiction quality to them, and in some of the others I guess I was looking even further back for inspiration, to the grand-portrait tradition in Europe in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, painters like Gainsborough and Joshua Reynolds.

    How long have you been working on Security?

    I made the first photograph in November 2004, so it’s been two years of traveling and photography, preceded by three years of scratching my head and research. And the project is still very much in progress. There are other things I’d like to do with it, and I think we’re probably going to be living with this reality as a major part of our consciousness for the rest of my lifetime.

    The Weinstein Gallery will exhibit photographs from the Security series September 15–October 28

    (908 46th St. W., Minneapolis; 612-822-1722; www.weinstein-gallery.com).