Jul 19-25, 2000

Jul 19-25, 2000 / Vol. 20 / No. 40

Freaky (in a good way)

If Disney’s The Kid was all about the positive aspects of coming face-to-face with a nearly forgotten childhood, then Chuck & Buck is its evil twin. A creepy cautionary tale about what happens when one guy grows up and gets on with his life

The ordinary, out

It’s a horrible trend – ordinary people are suddenly stars. “Survivor” is just a popularity contest with body odor; Liz would rather watch something more interesting, like boy bands stranded without hair gel.

Music mag of the moment

It’s hard to say whether music sales have gotten over their mid-to-late-’90s slump, but if they have, the folks at Revolution are clearly in the know about what’s driving the industry — and us — now. Old stereophiles will complain that these folks don’t know equipment or sound quality from dirt, and music-mag purists may…

Waiting for god-awful

Here’s some news on the local political scene to tide you over until the Republican National Convention – Why Mike Duggan doesn’t deserve to be Wayne County prosecutor … Green Party updates … & more.

Pocket-sized bloodshed

Finally, Game Boy has incited a new dimension for handhelds, successfully creating what will be known for years as the Starcraft that fits in the palm of your hand. Enter Warlocked — the most complex, utterly captivating baby cartridge to ever target the portable gaming market.Playing as humans or beasts, controlling your own army of…

Pocket-sized bloodshed

Finally, Game Boy has incited a new dimension for handhelds, successfully creating what will be known for years as the Starcraft that fits in the palm of your hand. Enter Warlocked — the most complex, utterly captivating baby cartridge to ever target the portable gaming market.Playing as humans or beasts, controlling your own army of…

Chef’s secret

When The New Yorker excerpted chef/writer Anthony Bourdain’s Kitchen Confidential in two issues over the past year, the magazine committed the crime of many movie previews–it gave away all the money shots. “From Our Kitchen to Your Table” and “A Day in the Life” served up all of Bourdain’s best stuff: the contempt chefs have…

Sad clown

In the lovelorn, war-torn world of Stephin Merritt, all is not well. In fact, judging by his impressive collection of heartbroken battle scars, it couldn’t get much worse. Drafted lovers come back in body bags; nights are sleepless and soberless and romance ain’t even worth the fight.So it’s lucky that, for a crank like Merritt,…

Sodium deficiency

Continuing in the “embrace your melancholy” vein comes Ida’s fourth LP, Will You Find Me. Possibly the quartet’s most beautifully sad album to date, I dare anyone to make it halfway through without shedding at least one tear. Salty droplets actually are free-falling onto my keyboard as I type this. Let’s jump back to childhood…

Revolution baby

If you were a hip musician in need of a remix artist, wouldn’t you look for someone who made smooth, funky rhythms out of found sound clips? It’s no secret Fila Brazillia became one of Europe’s most astoundingly popular remixers because FB’s own output uses rare groove classics (read: obscure funk and Motown sounds) to…

Morning after

Each time jazz reinvents itself, we want to trace it all down to one player at the root: Monk, Coltrane, Ornette, etc. But in this quintessentially communal music, that “one” is the eye of a hurricane.Last month, when Greg Osby’s quartet blew into the SereNgeti Ballroom on Woodward for two nights of spontaneous redefining, the…

Hippie + Indie = Hindie

Released by Thalassa (HQ = Neptune Records, Royal Oak), Ampday starts proud with “Supersonic Kid,” a tune which matches a brightly damaged guitar riff with a steady Bonhamlike drum rhythm and a gentle penchant for mysterious drones and loops. The song sets up the rest of the tracks on the record, dropping its melody early…

Sonic relief

Highlights of the incredible local music emitted from the Sonic Boom… from the swanky swagger of the Witches to the head-turning grooves of Kelvin Larkin.

Midwestern angst

It would be hard for any band to follow up a near-perfect album such as Midwestern Songs for the Americas. With said album being the Dillinger Four’s 1998 full-length debut, these four Minneapolis natives proved to the Hopeless Records audience that pop-punk can be equally fun, snotty and intelligent at the same time. And for…

Come, come ye sons of art

It wasn’t so long ago that countertenors were considered a rare breed. No longer. With the likes of Brian Asawa, Jeffrey Gall, Derek Lee Ragin, Bejun Mehta, Andreas Scholl, Jochen Kowalski and David Daniels, this vocal category is flowering. The efflorescence may be attributable to opera house managers who no longer harbor reservations about booking…

Judah Johnson

These guys used to practice in a space next to my basement bedroom. I would hide away in my room, pretending to be cleaning or reading, but really I’d be leaning against the wall listening to what sounded like Jeff Buckley in my leaky, musty basement. Oh, how my heart ached that he was gone…

Mutant generation

Dark and brooding, director Bryan Singer’s exploration of reluctant superheroes is bound to appeal to the outcast in everyone. It’s sharp and focused, but there’s a distinct feeling that the need to be reverent to the comic series (created in 1963) keeps

Yuppie style

In the mood for a sip of style? The upscale mock-1940s jazz martini and cigar lounge is a dimly neon-lit atmosphere, confined to a cozy narrow space that’s commonly crammed full of stylish locals. For nostalgia and conversation over jazz and laughter: ‘dahhhling – you’d look mahhhvelous in Goodnight Gracies.’

Sex, violence and sci-fi

A hypothetical: You hold in your hand two black boxes, each of which contains identical electronic information stored as ones and zeros. These bits (and bytes) add up to an artificial intelligence that the social codes of your time and place have legally deemed a person. The information in the boxes is identical – when…

An interesting failure

Idiosyncratic director Alan Rudolph has made another interesting failure with this film about an erstwhile private detective, Trixie Zurbo (Emily Watson), and her would-be mob connections. Filled with goofy wordplay, it gets annoying despite Nathan Lane’s


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