Dear George Washington Bush, I have to confess to you, sir, that I’ve grown weary of your monkey business. Tomorrow I intend to join with millions of other Americans in voting you out of office. I’m not ashamed to admit that I voted for you last year, but that was last year. I lived in … Read more
Certainly people grow tired of mere contraptions. But they never grow weary of imagination. —Vachel Lindsay, The Art of the Moving Picture One summer I met with a gentleman named Harley Buckwilliams, a tall fellow bent with osteoporosis and pigeon toed, a wanderer and would-be filmmaker from Topinabee, Michigan, on Mullet Lake. Buckwilliams–I never got … Read more
The Minneapolis College of Art and Design just opened Roger Ballen: Shadow Chamber, a show that’s running for a few short weeks and thus, probably won’t get the props it deserves. Ballen is a Johannesburg-based photographer specializing in eerie, black-and-white images, in any case. Check out the show on a quiet Monday afternoon…
I have a pusher. He pushes a drug called speed. Guys that own hot rods, however, do not call this drug “speed” but “candy.” I guess that way it sweetens the blow that hits your wallet, the small side of your back, and the ever-present possibility of your forehead projecting through plate glass. Guys that … Read more
This week I voted absentee for the second time in three years. I have to say I love it.
Briefly: Sacha Baron Cohen’s Borat has been hailed by many as the last refuge of shock humor, carrying on a tradition that included the likes of Lenny Bruce. But listening to any Lenny Bruce album–a joy in my mind, albeit an often times challenging one–there wasn’t any loathing for his subjects. When he would riff … Read more
There are many answers to that, some of which I’ve already articulated, but I felt the need to do some more research. So I looked up the bills that Ellison introduced in the last session of the Minnesota Legislature. Many of them are innocuous. Most are well meaning. But the two that got me were … Read more
Of course, the hottest tickets in town are for tonight’s Sankai Juku performance. (Got ’em! Check!) That is, of course, unless you’ve gone some to see my best friend Andrea over at the Jungle Theatre; it’s opening night for their production of The Rivals… This play being the famous etymological source of the world malapropism. … Read more
the first order of business in nyc… I’m headed to New York this weekend for the marathon. No, not running, cheerleading. One of my Girls and her future sister-in-law will be huffin’and puffin’ while I, and the rest of the gang, stuff our faces with lox and try to find them in the crowd. It’s … Read more