Category: Blog Post

  • Lolita Barbies!

    For all this talk about the decline of literary reading in America, there’s really been very little offered in the way of solution. As per usual, I’m probably unqualified to be writing this (caveats seem to have worked for Britt; maybe they will for me too), but I think I have an idea that might possibly save the book world: Better advertising. At the very least, it’s worth a shot.

    I think it’s time that publishing houses Penguin, Random House, Harcourt, et al take seriously the notion that the American entertainment economy is saturated and competitive (duh…) and therefore that books shouldn’t be competing against other books; rather books as a medium should be competing against movies as a medium, or music, or porn, or anything else that might take time away from reading.

    If this is already their mindset many of them are incorporated, after all then they need to pull their heads out of their asses and be more effective. Where do I see advertisements for books? In the New Yorker, in the New York Times Book Review, in Harper’s, in literary journals – places readers already are. And while there’s something to be said for targeting your audience, in order to thrive, I would think you need to attract some new customers.

    According to tradition, a potential convert to Judaism is supposed to be turned away by a rabbi three times. If that person persists in his effort to convert after the third rejection, he is considered serious enough about the faith, finally, to be allowed in. The publishing world seems to make their barriers similarly ridiculously high; advertising, like religion, is a means to access mass amounts of people, but literary advertising seems to confine itself only to people already of the faith, so to speak. In Judaism, we bitch about intermarriage diluting and possibly annihilating the religion. Likewise, the publishing world bitches about the reallocation of words from the well-regarded print periodicals to poorly edited blogs (hi!).

     

    But neither Judaism nor literature, it seems, proactively recruit fresh constituents. Is it elitism? Is reading something so holy that it shouldn’t need to be marketed? Something so inherently valuable that people should flock to it of their own accord, and any need for a commercial here and there is preposterous? Yes. But then there’s reality to deal with.

    Right now the most vibrant literary events in Minneapolis are the Books and Bars series, Talking Volumes, Talk of the Stacks, and the existence of The Loft. (Doubtless there’s some great stuff I’m leaving out, like the reading series at Spoon River … feel free to PR and big-up yourself in the comments section below, and I’ll throw in a hyperlink if you don’t. I’m making a different point, though … right … about … now:) As far as I know, these goings-on are funded by independent bookstores, bars, the library system, and MPR not by Random House, Penguin, and so on.

    Meanwhile, the most effective advertising for books is done, I think, by Amazon, which tells me what books I might like, based on what books I’ve previously bought. Again, the publishing houses aren’t behind this, I don’t think rather it’s simply Amazon’s self-interest in promoting sales.

    Furthermore, it seems publishers are incompetent with the money they actually have for marketing. Last night, best-selling author/sometimes-musician Darin Strauss was in town to promote his new novel, More Than It Hurts You. About fifteen people showed up at the Galleria Barnes & Noble to hear him speak. Maybe five of them, he estimated, bought his book – totaling roughly $125 for penguin, minus B&N’s take, minus cost of printing, etc. This, Strauss said, was a fairly typical turn-out for his current tour. He explained that the real intent of an author tour is to generate publicity, via interviews and reviews on local radio stations and in local newspapers.

    But, aside from this amazing piece of writing, Strauss had nothing lined up in the Twin Cities. Neither the Strib nor the Pioneer Press has yet run a review of the book, nor did he get on the radio. I think City Pages mentioned he was coming in a blurb on their A-List.

    And yet he was here, which means Penguin (his publisher) shelled out for his flight, his hotel, and a hired car to take him to his reading. That’s got to be getting close to $600, if not more. There are about twenty stops on his tour. This is money that could be spent buying print or radio or television or (gasp) movie preview slots to advertise, which one hopes could generate more than five book sales.

    So and feel free to amend a few thoughts on what publishing companies can do to help save books in the modern world, without resorting to E-Books, God willing:

    – Take a big chunk of the money allotted for author tours (except in cities guaranteed to get a big audience draw) and spend it on advertising.

    – In the short term, forget specific authors and books, and do a good campaign promoting books in general, with a heavy, heavy emphasis on literary novels by current authors.

    – Advertise in ways that will draw new readers. (Oprah’s great for having her book club, but it’s a little scary that she’s the pre-eminent bookseller of our times.) This may take some thought. Product placement? We’re all suckers for it, anyway. So why not?

    – Merchandising! On The Road – the Toilet Paper Scroll. Are you telling me you couldn’t have a Holden Caulfield action figure, which actually broods? A Lolita doll? Or less perverse toys thereof?

    – A rough idea: Fuck hardcovers! I’m not sure what their function is anymore, except to make people not buy books. Fairly frequently I hear someone browsing the new releases section at Magers and Quinn and hear, "Oh, I’ll just wait until it’s in paperback." Yeah, buddy I bet you will. I’m not sure this testing-of-the-market to see if it justifies a paperback run is useful anymore. With the advances of
    immediate and on-demand publishing, why not just spend an extra nickel on a more-endurable paperback to begin with (Penguin Classics-type quality), and use the extra cash on, I don’t know, more advertising.

    – Community involvement. If Target can sponsor free museum days, Random House can sponsor outreach programs, too. According to me, at least.
    Check this: Even B&N and Borders are struggling now in the giant commercial suction cup that is the Internet. The dominant bookstores soon might be those that people feel personal connections to. So maybe instead of paying to put shitty cardboard displays with books We’ve All Been Meaning To Read up front, publishers should finance Independent Bookstore Community Involvement Stuff. What about a tutoring program inside a bookstore? Kids could get help with their English homework for free and get comfy with the environment of must and dust. Booksellers and publishers would be seen as giving back to their communities (more than they already do simply by peddling great books). If the program were two days a week for two hours, you could pay one employee (if volunteers are unavailable) probably less than $10,000 a year. Would other infrastructure be needed? I’m sure English teachers would promote it to parents. Just a thought.

    One last cheap tie-in to religion: Without playing the advertising game, reading looks to be going the way of Reform Judaism something its practitioners respect, and probably hope to pass on to their children, but which is really only observed once or twice a year.

  • Leavin' on a Jet Plane

    Even misanthropic political bloggers need vacations. So while the battle for the title of King and Queen of MN politics rages, I’ll be taking the Soul Plane to Europe for two weeks to enjoy Mediterranean breezes and purchase the bones of a saint and other religious artifacts. We’ll resume our regular cynical ramblings with antisocial undertones on Wednesday, July 23!

  • A Minor, But Smart, Move By The Wolves

    Calvin Booth (center) – StewMac/flickr.com

    In a deal that is almost certain to become official when the NBA trade moratorium is lifted tomorrow, the Wolves will take on center Calvin Booth and swingman Rodney Carney from the Philadelphia 76ers, plus receive a first-round pick that is likely the one the Sixers got from Utah in the Kyle Korver trade. As of now, no one is reporting what Minnesota is likely to yield in return–and it really doesn’t matter. This is a salary cap deal, and–unless the compensation turns out to be Rashad McCants or something–a shrewd one for Minnesota. [Update: Various sources are reporting that the compensation will simply be one of our bushel of second-round picks and the trade exception that was part of the Blount/Davis deal, a trade that apparently keeps on giving.]

    The Sixers are trying to clear up as much cap space in the immediate future to go after this year’s crop of free agents (reportedly targeting power forwards Elton Brand or Josh Smith) with everything they have. Carney and Booth make about $2.8 million combined. I’ve been told by a good authority within the Wolves organization that Philadelphia is likely paying Glen Taylor all but $500,000 of that. Since both players can come off the books the year after this one (Carney has a team option; Booth’s deal will expire), the Wolves bought Utah’s first round pick next year for a half million bucks (and whatever the teams agree on for Minnesota’s end of the bargain).

    Will Booth still be around when the season starts, or is this another Beno Udrih deal, a pass-through? (And without going too far off on a tangent, wouldn’t Udrih look good in a Wolves uni right now?) Booth is probably toast. Carney, from what I can remember, is most dangerous to Kirk Snyder’s chances of being resigned (which were already dealt a blow when the Wolves acquired Mike Miller on draft night).

    Anyway, the usual cavaets apply here: Nothing official has been announced, and this could all be speculation run amok, although when specific players and picks and motivations are all posted at nba.com, you get the impression it is pretty legit. Finally, we don’t know what the compensation will be and when it will have to be delivered. [Update: If it is indeed the $2.8 trade exemption, then there is nothing left to deliver.] Perhaps some capologists or other insiders can enlighten us on those accounts.

  • Remembering Jeff Hettwer

    ART

    Jeff Hettwer



    With the untimely passing of Jeff Hettwer, the world instantly became a little less beautiful. A vibrant and talented artist, Jeff was tragically killed
    in a car accident just over three weeks ago, and even as someone who
    knew him only slightly, I can say without hesitation that his bright
    shine will be missed by friends, family, and the art community as a
    whole. Jeff Hettwer was a passionate artist who was always happy to show and talk about his work with friends and strangers alike, and his studio in the Northrup King Building
    was constantly bursting with color and personality. It’s really no
    wonder that a memorial art show, at the Walker Art Center no less, has
    been organized in his honor tonight. Come take in the amazing work of
    this prolific local artist who left us way too soon.



    6pm-11pm, Walker Art Center Skyline Room, 1750 Hennepin Avenue, Minneapolis



    FILM
    Bicycle Film Festival



    The eighth annual event celebrating all things pedal-powered promises
    to be more than just your average film festival. The 2008 Minneapolis Bicycle Film Festival, running July 9 – 12, features music, films and,
    yes, maybe even a little biking. The festival, just one of many being held around the world this summer,
    kicks off July 9 at 8 p.m. with a Bikes Rock party at the 7th Street Entry. The screenings begin on July 10 with a showing of the beloved
    1979 sports classic *Breaking Away*. Screenings will be held at the
    Riverview Theater, Macphail Center for Music, the Theatre de la Jeune
    Lune and other venues. Valet bicycle parking will be provided! – Andrew Newman


    July 9th-12th, Various times and locations click HERE for full schedule



    MUSIC
    Reloaded Wednesdays

    This
    new weekly music night at the Turf Club pays homage to the good old
    days, namely the long-dead and sorely missed Groove Garden series Freeloaded Wednesdays, which ruled The Front back in the late nineties. Reloaded Wednesdays, aptly lead by long time scene staple Sean ‘Twinkie Jiggles’ McPherson of Heiruspecs,
    focuses on hip-hop, r&b, and jazz, with a promise of "no fucking
    rock music", according to their Myspace page. Tonight’s edition will
    feature the cool, cool tunes of Burning City Skyline, Aaron Rice,
    Tarlton, and resident record-spinner DJ Anton. Want to make an evening
    of it? Hit up greasy but tasty neighborhood spots such as The Best
    Steakhouse or Checkerboard Pizza – all within a block of the Turf.

    9pm, Turf Club, 1601 University Avenue, St.Paul, $4

  • The 2008 Most Beautiful People at the Capitol Awards

    Photos by Denis Jeong

    Nearly two months ago, we embarked on a quest unprecedented in the history of Minnesota politics. Our pursuit — nay — our calling from a higher being, was to seek out the most beautiful, spectacular, and otherwise hot people who labor at the Capitol — in obscurity or otherwise. The response was overwhelming, with hundreds of comments and e-mails singling out the stunning men and women who turn the wheels of legislation.

    Of course, there were roadblocks, not least of which was the MN House of Representatives, according to several reports, "suggesting" that House members not participate in the contest in any way and a persistent error message popping up when House members tried to access the site. But through the ingenuity, perseverance, and profoundly inappropriate suggestions of outfits for winners to wear to their photo shoots by The Rake‘s editorial staff, we found a way to bring you, our readers the unbelievably sexy hotdish that is the 2008 Most Beautiful People at the Capitol awards.

    And because our readers made this possible, it’s up to you to pick the King and Queen of Minnesota politics. Take a moment to decide which one man and one woman in the photos below gives you that odd tingly feeling — whose smoldering stare leaps forth from the electronic page to make you shift uncomfortably in your seat. Once you’ve wiped the sweat from your brow, post a comment below to tell us your choices. We’ll be throwing a coronation party later this summer to announce the Alpha and Omega of Minnesotan political beauty and allowing you to marvel at their glory and majesty. A memory to treasure for a lifetime, to be sure.

    The Five Most Beautiful Women at the Capitol

    (Click images for full size.)

    LauraLaura Blubaugh
    Age: 26

    Hometown: Elmhurst, IL

    Party Affiliation: DFL

    One of the most stunning administrators in the history of the Senate Health, Housing, and Family Security Committee, Blubaugh arrived for her photo shoot intent on posing with a handwritten sign calling for universal healthcare. After some discussion, however, it was decided that the focus should be on her fabulously toned legs, rather than a controversial policy platform.

    Lest ye think she’s a simple policy wonk blessed from on high by a happy genetic accident, Blubaugh attacks her pastimes with the same zealotry she does equal access to healthcare for all. After work hours, she’s more often than not risking the aforementioned spectacular limbs boating through local white water in a kayak. And after emerging from the river like an adrenaline-fueled Aphrodite fresh from the foam, she finds time to take in plenty of live music, going out two or three times a week to take in anything from Greg Brown to Sigur Ros.

    RachelRachel Hicks

    Age: 23

    Hometown: Brooklyn Park, MN

    Party Affiliation: DFL

    Rachel Hicks, legislative assistant for Sen. Patricia Torres Ray, looks nothing like a former rugby player. She does, however, have the drive to advocate for immigration rights and feels an intense responsibility to help do something positive for the immigrant community. In the meantime, she does the rest of the metro area a favor by moonlighting as a beer tub girl on salsa nights at the Loring Pasta Bar.

    When not ministering to her adoringly thirsty congregation at the Loring, Hicks is an avid traveler — already making her mark on every continent save Antarctica and living in Argentina for a time. Through it all, she has stayed close to her family, especially, in a Skywalker-esque twist, her twin sister — whom she keeps close to her heart with a tattoo of a double helix DNA strand on her lower back. In fact, in high school at the ISEF-International Science and Engineering Fair, the twins took second place in the heated competition with an entry titled "Twins Two, It Takes Two: Phase Two".

    MelissaMelissa Reed

    Age: 29

    Hometown: Minneapolis

    Party Affiliation: Impressively non-partisan

    Leave it to the City of Minneapolis to employ a stunning, scooter-riding, world-traveling brunette with spectacular taste in liquor as a lobbyist.

    Melissa Reed, the stunning, scooter-riding, world-traveling brunette with spectacular taste in liquor in question, is uniquely qualified to argue for her hometown. She grew up on Lake Harriet and went gallivanting across the globe — from Italy to Morocco. She even lived in New Orleans as a civics, law and world history teacher for Teach for America only to return home as one of Minneapolis’ biggest boosters. And along the way she’s picked up that special something that turns heads in every room, despite being directed to dress like a proverbial nun for her photo shoot.

    Outside of her efforts at the Capitol to get the funding, programs and respect Minneapolis so richly deserves despite its reputation for hedonism and occasional depravity, Reed develops women’s health curriculum for religious organizations through a non-profit group and raises money to bring disadvantaged New Orleans kids to Minneapolis for seminars on political activism every year. That she accomplishes all this while engaged in a Sisyphean quest for the ultimate bacon cheeseburger and keeping her household well-stocked with high-end Scotch makes her all the more impressive.

    ReginaRegina Garza

    Age: 26

    Hometown: Roanoke, VA

    Political Affiliation: DFL

    Handpicked by former Sen. Jane Ranum to join her staff while working in D.C. as an advocate for labor and immigrant rights, the petite lady in red was brought here by the seductive, yet deceptive, song of Minnesota summers — learning too late that the rumors she heard about the state’s other seasons are all too true. She keeps herself warm by serving as Sen. Mee Moua’s Judiciary committee administrator, keeping a watchful eye on public safety and the courts while working unofficially on immigration policy initiatives for the senator.

    A self-described public policy wonk and political animal by nature, Garza still finds time to get away from the grasping tendrils of the legislative arena. Having met her fiancé, a competitive ballroom dancer, while salsa dancing, she continues to learn in the hopes of one day joining him in competition. She is also living proof of the Capitol’s effects on the mental state of all who work there – her tenuous grip on sanity causing her to run the Boston Marathon and planning to follow it up with the Twin Cities Marathon as well. But her drive and passion, combined with that little bit of crazy, makes for a striking package.

    MaryMary Lahammer

    Age: 34

    Hometown: St. Louis Park

    Political Affiliation: "None whatsoever"

    TPT’s politics reporter, program host and documentarian extraordinaire is generally known for her impartiality and political acumen, but there’s an extremely vocal subset of her audience watching for the disarming combination of her nigh-angelic good looks and choice of footwear that brings most mortal men to their knees. And despite being one of the most recognizable political journalists in the state, her career in public television has taken her far afield of the Capitol as well — from a pastoral week for a documentary on Isle Royal to a 17-course meal with Fidel Castro and Jesse Ventura.

    From her honeyed-blonde hair to her white leather high-heeled boots, Lahammer isn’t one to do things by halves — living an intense life away from Saint Paul’s hallowed legislative grounds as well. A recent foray into cliff-jumping in the Boundary Waters is only the latest example of her fervent desire to live what most would call an exhausting lifestyle. Training for the Olympic marathon trials and hauling 1,000 rolls of sod for an extreme landscaping project with her husband, who shared a 12 mile run with Lahammer on their first date, is seen as the norm in Minnesota’s first family of political journalism.

    And to make sure the next generation is prepared to take up arms for the cause, Lahammer’s daughter’s first words were, "More Capitol news mommy, please."

    The Five Most Beautiful Men at the Capitol

    (Click images for full size.)

    JuddJudd Schetnan
    Age: 35

    Hometown: Fergus Falls, MN

    Party Affiliation: "I work for the governor"

    Arguments about transit within the hallowed halls of the Capitol often get ugly, but the Met Council’s transit czar, Judd Schetnan, looks damn good after helping deliver a solid session for transit, despite threatened funding cuts for the Central Corridor — not to mention an angry GOP core out for blood after an overridden gubernatorial veto. And it’s obvious the Met Council’s transit lobbyist understands the heavy responsibility that comes with his runner’s physique, deep tan and somewhat roguish charm — looking to help lawmakers find ways to fit public transportation into an already strapped budget to help the entire state live up to its potential.

    Of course, now that the hard fought session is over, Schetnan is enjoying a well-deserved break. He spends as much time as possible lately with his wife and two sons, not to mention trips to his cabin just south of his hometown, as well as his boat on the St. Croix to work on deepening his tan – all the better to woo lawmakers in ’09 when the budget forecast is even more dismal than it was this year.

    NickNick Busse

    Age: 26

    Hometown: Jordan, MN
    Party Affiliation: decidedly non-partisan

    Busse, despite his obvious charm and good looks, was less than thrilled upon being the first nominee for this singular honor. However, after realizing the damage was already done, he decided to indulge his co-workers and allow himself to be enshrined as one of the hottest men to ever write for the Session Daily and Weekly.

    And despite this break to recognize his contributions to beautifying Saint Paul, this University of Minnesota graduate’s veins pulse in tune with the ebb and flow of legislation — even proposing to his wife at the Capitol. But let it not be said that Busse’s beauty is one-dimensional — when not furiously reporting on House activities, he runs Saintpaulitan.com, a blog devoted to showcasing the finer side of Saint Paul, and the occasional squirrel, to all those who fear to tread where legislators dwell.

    PeterPeter Brickwedde
    Age: 24

    Hometown: Minneapolis
    Party Affiliation: DFL

    As one of the men who keeps the State and Local Government Operations and Oversight committee functioning smoothly, one might imagine Sen. Ann Rest’s legislative assistant would be drunk on the heady nectar that is political power. However, this undeniably dreamy veteran of the Minnesota Senate is well-grounded, saying he’s working in one of the greatest environments he could ask for and demonstrating his modesty by downplaying the hordes of salivating colleagues who demanded his rightful place on the list of the state’s finest.

    When not wandering the halls of the Capitol, Brickwedde is a sports fanatic, contributing his journeyman labors to the Senate softball team and honing his already impressive Hebrew physique by playing tennis regularly. And when "The Brick" isn’t in action, he’s often enjoying some well-earned down time watching the Vikings, Twins, Wild, or sumo wrestling on "The Ocho."

    RonRon Latz

    Age: 44

    Hometown: Golden Valley, MN

    Political Affiliation: DFL

    The lone legislator in this roundup, Sen. Latz cuts a striking figure posing in the retail and housing complex he helped build at Excelsior and Grand as a St. Louis Park city councilmember. His work in the legislature is no less striking — having played a pivotal role this session in the 35W bridge collapse victim compensation bill. The majority whip from Senate District 44 has served in the MN Senate since 2006 and for four years before that in the MN House.

    The senator also maintains a thriving criminal and employment law practice and spends as much time as possible with his family, traveling from soccer game to soccer game watching his kids and waking up before dawn to maintain the what are, according to one anonymous commenter, the "impressive shoulders and steely jaw that draw jealous stares from his GOP colleagues."

    But Sen. Latz isn’t simply a masculine figure for St. Louis Park, Hopkins and Golden Valley housewives to gaze upon with barely disguised desire. He also indulges his artistic side by indulging his inner Von Trapp with his family — singing and playing piano with his wife and kids.

    Dave
    Dave Gillette

    Age: 30

    Hometown: Minnetrista, MN

    Political Affiliation: Card carrying member of the press

    The avant-garde creator of a whole new form of video-based illustrated political commentary, Gillette uses his massive drawing muscles for incisive critique while wooing his public with boyish charm and well-developed forearms that would make Olive Oyl swoon in lustful abandon. An avid spectator of politics, Dave combined his passion for illustration with a college-born near-obsession with video documentation that was further fueled by a comedy show he helped create for Channel 45.

    When not offering views sketched out in ink, Gillette is an avid outdoorsman, having just returned from a week in the Boundary Waters. He also just bought a home, allowing hopeful viewers a stable location to maintain their watchful vigil on the artistically tousled commentator.

  • WHO Runs the Family Circus?!


    It’s been one week and we have already discovered who runs the circus–I mean house. Is it Louie, the English Bulldog? My husband has always loved English Bulldogs, so when our son turned 10 he convinced the whole family that we should have one for the son’s sake.
    We ended up with the "stud" of the litter, Louie, because his brother Eddie apparently had issues…

    When the breeder called and asked us to have Louie come back home and procreate more English Bulldogs, we declined. Louie was not a source of income for the family…He was family….NO hot English Bulldogs for him–

    He is a very confident dog despite his lack of …!
    Moving on—

    Next came Ernie. The backstory: Howard was trying to wind down from work by golfing with his buddies at Oak Ridge Country Club–yeah, I know, never name drop. But at this point in my life—WHO CARES?! So I took the kids to lunch at Figlio
    in Uptown. One crispy calamari, two homemade chicken soups, one order of grilled chicken wings, a huge plate of tortellini, and one of their great house white wines later…..
    The kids and I ventured down the street and saw this adorable so-called "rare" white mutt in the window of what used to be the Uptown Pet Store—-


    With both arms twisted…the expressions from my kids’ faces…..the wagging of his white tail—This little white $$$$$$$ dog was coming home.
    When we went to the golf course to show Howie …. let’s just say after a few "very funny, take that rodent back" looks….Ernie was now another addition to the …….. family.

    Smokey the rabbit, Bubba the guinea pig, and Freddy Fish (the 1st, 2nd and 3rd) were all now members of what I like to call the "JG Family Circus!"

    In between all of this madness, we had a loving wheaten terrier, Elmer, who my sweet sister-in-law Marcia was kind enough to give a great home to. That is, until a year ago when he, too, went to the big animal sky filled with pets of all kind that have brought so much joy to so many people!

    Bruno may be a teeny tiny little pupster, but make no mistake—–

    If you even think about adding to this circus here…Let me stop you by saying we are officially closed until Bruno can get over his issues of being A SMALL BUT FEROCIOUS YOUNG DOG…


    We are closed for business until everyone gets some sleep here at the JG Circus of Madness! Time for a nap or maybe a glass of wine from Figlio.

  • BLINGO: Not Your Grandma's Bingo



    SPECIAL EVENT

    331 Club Blingo



    No, not Bingo, BLINGO! The always sassy 331 club puts their spin on your Grandma’s favorite sport
    with this weekly hipster-friendly bingo party. Come on down to one of
    my fave neighborhood bars (and not just because it’s within stumbling
    distance of my place) and prepare yourself for a rowdy night of bingin’ and blingin’.
    Hostess with the mostest Ellie Blades will call balls as you try your luck at winning glitzy prizes. Enjoy the
    331’s tasty Tuesday $2.50 drink special and fill up on tacos
    from Raliegh’s Texas Tacos, which will be in abundance tonight. Never played
    bingo to rap music? Well, here’s your chance! After you win that Mr. T
    medallion, stick around for some electro-sauve tunes from the likes of
    Chemical Hawk, The Economy Team, and the amazing Venus DeMars.


    Blingo 7-9pm, Music 9pm-2am, 331 Club, 331 13th Avenue NE, Northeast Minneapolis, Free

    LECTURES
    Lets Talk About It: Modern Marvels

    Every other Tuesday through August the Highland Park Library hosts "Modern Marvels",
    a series that will appeal to both comic book afficiandos and the
    culturally curious. Focusing on graphic novels by Jewish artists,
    tonight’s edition will spotlight "The Complete Maus: A Survivor’s Tale", a famous graphic novel by Art Spiegelman.
    A moving and beautifully illustrated historic recount of the experiences of
    the artists’ parents Vladek and Anna, who came of age in Europe on the
    verge of Nazism, and their sad tale of survival in the concentration
    camps. A serious story with a twinge of irony in it’s characters, Maus
    depicts Jews as mice, Nazis as cats, Polish as pigs, and Frenchmen as
    frogs. Tonight’s discussion will be moderated by Professor Judith Katz.


    7pm, Highland Park Library, 1974 Ford Parkway, St. Paul, Free



    MUSIC
    9 Nights of Music

    The Minnesota History Center
    is retro-central tonight with an extended evening of solid gold rock n’
    roll along with a 50s fashion show. If you missed May’s Retrorama, this might be just the ticket! The evening also serves as a tribute to the Society’s Minnesota’s Greatest Generation project
    which encourages the public to share their stories of family members
    who lived during the Depression, and in honor of this iconic time
    period, the History Center challenges you to dress the part! Show up in
    50s threads and strut your stuff in the fashion show, or simply twist
    and shout to fun retro cover band The Rockin’ Hollywoods. This is an
    outdoor party, so bring a blanket to sit on, and protect that vintage
    frock from modern grass stains!

    6:30pm, Minnesota History Center (Outdoors), 345 W. Kellogg Blvd, St. Paul, Free

  • The world is full of downers…which is maybe why Gonzo took so many uppers

    This is one of those rare mornings where The New York Times‘ homepage isn’t dominated by a picture of Obama or McCain. So I figured I might as well bring the election back into forefront…of this blog about books…oy. The real reason I’m posting this can be found after the poem.

    The following is lifted from Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail ’72, which is Hunter S. Thompson’s take on the 1972 presidential election, written for Rolling Stone.

    What’s striking to me is how many parallels there seem to be between the 1972 cycle and this year’s. The first chapters of Fear and Loathing focus intently on the youth vote, the minority vote, the need for change, and the need for hope. Spooooooooky…

    Just an additional quote fro the book that I liked:
    "The nut of the problem," Thompson wrote, "is that covering this presidential campaign is so fucking dull that it’s just barely tolerable…and the only thing worse than going out on the campaign trail and getting hauled around in a booze-frenzy from one speech to another is having to come back to Washington and write about it."

    Anyway, here’s the semi-poem.

    "28 newspapers"

    This world is full of downers, but where is the word to describe
    the feeling you get when you come back tired and crazy from a week on the road
    to find twenty-eight fat newspapers on the desk:
    seven Washington Posts, seven Washington Stars,
    seven New York Times, six Wall Street Journals,
    and one Suck
    to be read, marked, clipped, filed, correlated…
    and then chopped, burned, mashed, and finally hurled out in the street
    to freak the neighbors.

    After two or three weeks of this madness,
    you begin to feel As One
    with the man who said, "No news is good news."
    In twenty-eight papers, only the rarest kind of luck
    will turn up more than two or three articles of any interests…
    but even then the interest items are usually buried deep
    around paragraph 16 on the jump (or "Cont. on…") page….

    The Post will have a story about Muskie making a speech in Iowa.
    The Star will say the same thing,
    and the Journal will say nothing at all.
    But the Times might have enough room on the jump page to include a line or so that says something like:
    "When he finished his speech, Muskie burst into tears and seized his campaing manager by the side of the neck. They grappled briefly, but the struggle was kicked apart by and oriental woman who seemed to be in control."

    Now that’s good journalism.
    Totally objective; very active and straight to the point.
    But we need to know more.
    Who was that woman?
    Why did they fight?
    Where was Muskie Taken?
    What was he saying when the microphone broke?

    If Colin Covert is allowed to write a 700+-word ‘review’ about Gonzo:The Life and Work of Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, the documentary now showing at the Lagoon, which has less than fifty words of criticism in it (and therefore about 650 words of obvious biography and navel-gazing), then I figured I’m allowed to take a minute and post one of Thompson’s poems.

    And yes, I take most of my journalistic cues from Strib movie reviewer Colin Covert.

    Covert writes: "Thompson burst onto the national scene at 26 with "Hell’s Angels," [sic] his account of a year spent on the road with the outlaw motorcycle gang. It was vivid traditional reporting and became a bestseller, winning the young author a spot on ‘What’s My Line?’ But it was his invention of ‘gonzo journalism,’ mixing solid factual research and epic flights of fantasy, that won him a place in pop culture history. His writing was daring and adventurous; it took big chances and made important arguments in relentlessly funny ways."

    But he never tells us whether the film is effective in depicting this or not. We’re told that it’s a ‘celebratory documentary,’ and that because of his ‘comfort in the spotlight, [Thompson] made great pictures.’ But that’s all.

    It’s really more like an essay that’s occasioned by the film, except the essay has nothing to say about Thompson that even casual readers can’t figure out by reading one sentence from the guy.

    For those interested, here’s a more comprehensive point-by-point review of the flick.