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Somehow I don't think we're going to be seeing this one in The New Yorker.
Alright, so I was wandering, but now it was time to give John a call. The plan was for him to pick me up and drive me over to the Brooklyn Navy Yard where DeVore Fidelity lives.
"Good morning, John. This is Stephen. How are you?"
"I'm good. How are you?"
"Very well. It's a gorgeous day. I've just been wandering around for a bit, admiring this place."
"Oh, you're in DUMBO?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, I'll be over in a few minutes to pick you up."
"Great. I'll be right outside of Pedro's Spanish American Restaurant."
"The…
Judging from the number of times I've been sent this animated short, it must be the most viral thing on YouTube lately. I can see why: It's great story-telling and it thrills me while leaving a smile on my face and a lump in my throat.
Not bad for three minutes.
Over at Locust St., the blog has been featuring an ongoing series called "100 Years (in Ten Jumps)." It's good stuff, but I'm particularly in awe of the entry "1976," which links such disparate artists as Dr. Buzzard's Original Savannah Band, Anthony Braxton, The Wild Tchoupitoulas, and The Ramones.
What do they have in common? Only that they were all producing music at the time. If you were a music fan then, it seemed like there wasn't really much a scene, but this post makes a strong argument for an active and diverse musical climate.
As pretty much everybody knows by now, Chris Ware drew four different The New Yorker covers for this week. TNY has published all four, plus an original Ware story called "Leftovers," at its website.
My buddy Paul sent me the URL, knowing I inadvertently let my subscription lapse. (Note to circulation departments: The problem with sending folks renewal notices every other day for years before the sub lapses is that we subscribers begin to think you're always crying wolf.)
Paul, knowing my love of sequential narrative art, asks if I agree that Ware's stuff is pretty special. Sigh…
I don't know how this got past me, but Lyrita has just released 37 CD reissues of classic LPs.
Lyrita LPs introduced me to the tonal world of 20th Century British classical music, especially Arnold Bax, described as a "brazen romantic" by On An Overgrown Path—not that there's anything wrong with that.
When my Visa bill arrives next month, I'm gonna have some 'splainin' to do.
Then thank heaven we've had giants like Charlie Parker walk among us. OTOH, we've also had Buddy Rich, so maybe things even out.
Via Jeff Wong.