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Thursday, October 13, 2005

Today's tip for effective one-sheeets: Don't use "sanctimonious" when you mean "sanctified."

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Re the sardine poster in yesterday's post, Rael "The Middleman" Lewis writes, tersely and fascinatingly:

"Sidi-Ali Bey = Rene Grenier (former TL roomate/art student post-conversion to Islam).

Jossot himself converts to Islam = Abdul Karim Jossot."

I'm sure Grenier is mentioned in the Sweetman book -- which didn't make the cut for interstate travel -- but I feel like if I'd read something about conversions to Islam in a book about painting and anarchist politics the month of the London subway attacks, it might have stuck.

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A record [movie] review, obviously, may have broader agendas than defending or attacking the work before it; it may be a stick with which to beat some other artist, including some earlier incarnation of the artist at hand, or even a pretext for promoting or dismissing entire genres. What it rarely is, is burdened by the apparent need to give a case for the very notion that some people enjoy listening to music [watching movies]. Cf. poetry reviews.

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Recently added to ubuweb: An expansion of Strictly Kev's "Raiding the 20th C." mix-of-mixes, with some input from Paul Morley and inspired by his recent book, esp. where "I Am Sitting In A Room" is concerned. No, I haven't had a chance to listen to it yet -- 70 megs -- but I'm driving to Michigan this weekend.

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If you still happen to take an interest in Elvis Costello, even the slight one of seeing just how mad his projects have become, here's a thread concerning some concerts he gave in Copenhagen debuting the songs for an eventual theatrical production -- commissioned by the Danish state opera -- based on the relationships among Hans Christian Andersen, Jenny Lind, and P.T. Barnum. Look for the couple of longer reviews, esp. by John Foyle. Somewhere, there's a torrent of one of the shows; yes, I'd listen.

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"There was never a writer so learned to whom erudite friends were not useful. I in particular desire to be corrected by you in order not to be pecked at by detractors."

-- Alberti, prologue to Della pittura (trans. Spencer)

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