Reader's Notes - Google Plus

For those of you who want to give Google Plus a tryout, you could get yourself a Google profile and surf on over to my profile site.  I've been using Google Buzz -- which (sort of)  is now Google Plus -- for over a year now.  Let's just say that The Plus is very much like the Facebook "Like" button, but with all sorts of Googly energy attached.  Why another social networking site?  I'm not sure. Perhaps the people at Search Engine Land can explain it more effectively.

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Undead Notes - I Walked With A Zombie (1943)

Although its title and marketing are sensationalistic, the 1943 film I Walked With A Zombie, produced by Val Newton and directed by Jacques Tournier, is a compelling narrative that offers understated mystery, intriguing characters, and a thoughtful exploration of a tropical setting.

The plot, based on a magazine article by Inez Wallace with dramatic improvements taken from Jane Eyre. Canadian nurse Betsy Connell (Frances Dee) is assigned to care for the invalid wife of Paul Holland (Tom Conway), a wealthy sugar planter on the Caribbean island of St. Sebastian. When ingenue Nurse Betsy comments on the beauty of the islands, Holland has a cheerful response about destruction and decay brought about by the tropics. “Everything good dies here,” he grumbles.

True to the dynamics of Jane Eyre, Holland comes off as a prick, while his half brother Wesley Rand (James Ellison), manager of the sugar refinery, seems charming and attractive. On the island, the descendants of slaves are more respectfully depicted here than in other films of the period, with a few black roles developed into actual characters – most notably Alma (Teresa Harris) , a kind servant in the Holland household who looks after Betsy. The patient, Jessica Holland (Christine Gordon), isn't exactly the madwoman in the attic, but she has a building to herself, where Betsy, a doctor, and the servants attend to her. Mrs. Holland, the beautiful blond woman in white, suffered a tropical fever that badly damaged her nervous system. As Alma says, “She went mindless,” a sleepwalker who can never be awakened.

Betsy's day off with sweet Wesley complicates matters. After Wes has a few too many rums at the local cafe, he passes out – but not before a local calypso singer (played by the legendary Sir Lancelot) lets drop the truth in the lyrics to one of his songs: Before she became zombified, Jessica was about to leave Paul Holland and run off with Wesley. Betsy sees that Wes is a drunk, and learns that Jessica may have been an unfaithful wife. As the days pass, Betsy, who begins to see her boss Paul Holland as a victim and has had glimpses of his softer side, decides that she will try to help Jessica recover. When a new scientific treatment fails to restore Mrs. Holland, Betsy takes Alma's suggestion and slips away one night to take Jessica to the hounfort – he voodoo temple – to see if the houngan and mambo (priest and priestess) can cure her.

In the most effective sequence in the film, Besty leads Jessica through the cane fields at night, down a complicated network of paths, marked here and there by totems of dead animals and guarded at the crossroads by the towering, zombie sentry Carrefour (Darby Zones). Carrefour is easily the most frightening figure in the film – bony, expressionless, shambling, and dead-eyed in the best zombie tradition. At the hounfort, the houngan determines that Jessica is in fact one of the walking dead, and hence belongs with the those who practice voodoo, and not with the whites. Betsy, with the help of the mysterious Mrs. Rand (Edith Barrett) is able to take Jessica back to the Holland compound. But the voodoo-people are going to want that pretty white woman back, it seems.

There's much to enjoy in I Walked With A Zombie. First and foremost, Frances Dee is appealing and engaging as the principled Betsy Connell, and her performance is controlled and pitched perfectly for the screen. Some of the other actors are a bit too polished and stagy, even for the period. As mentioned before, there's also a range of roles for black actors – not all of them stereotyped or patronizing. The film is beautifully lit in the way that only black and white films, and director Tournier makes wonderful use of foregrounding and tracking shots. Made as it was in the heyday of the Motion Picture Code, the filmmakers were limited in what they could show and what events they could relate. All in all, I Walked With a Zombie is more suspenseful than terrifying, more mysterious than shocking, but it's nevertheless engaging as a take on the voodoo-zombie world in the days before eaters of flesh.

NOTE: This review is cross-posted at Mort-Vivant, my blog about zombies (and science fiction and comics). These cross-postings will continue until Halloween 2011, when Mort-Vivant finally walks alone!

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Listener's Notes - From the CD Stack

It's the time of year for me when my civilian job eases up and I can take the time necessary to listen to all the music that comes to the home office.  We've been backed up since January, so consider the CD Stack pieces and review of the next few weeks to be my takes on what I liked of the new stuff so far in 2011.

 40 Acres and a Burro, from Arturo O'Farrill and The Afro-Cuban Jazz Orchestra (Zoho), documents one of the very best and most versatile jazz ensembles on the planet playing a full range of material in styles from all over the Caribbean and Latin America.  There's even an Irish tune thrown in here for good measure, a collaboration with Heather Martin Bixler, violinist and wife of band member David Bixler.  With guest appearances by no less than Paquito D'Rivera (on clarinet) and Gabriel Alegria conducting, listeners will have a full tour of what this outstanding group is capable.

From the European label Pirouet, pianist Marc Copland is in fine company with Doug Weiss on bass, Victor Lews on drums, and Greg Osby on alto for an album entitled Crosstalk. At times, the Pirouet artists can focus a bit too exclusively on compositions by their own artists -- and the result is a somewhat uniform style from track to track.  But Copland pens three tunes of the nine on this release, and lets his bandmates bring their own material to the mix as well.  One of the strongest tunes is a saxophone showcase, "Ozz-thetic," by the bassist Doug Weiss.  This is a strong release from a band whose international personnel works well together.

Serving up a savory, fun mix of tunes is Mark Rapp's Melting Pot on their new release Good Eats (Dinemec).  For my taste, you can't go wrong with a classic organ trio -- deployed here in the form of Joe Kaplowitz (keys), Ahmad Mansour (guitar), and Klemens Markti (drums) -- and trumpeter Rapp handles himself expertly on a fine selection of songs.  Six of the eleven tunes on Good Eats are compositions of Lou Donaldson, so there's a lot of soul in the mix.  With all the Donaldson tunes, it's all the better that saxophonist Don Braden is a featured quest.  The sentimental favorite tune for me is the winning Quincy Jones song "The Streetbeater," better known as the theme song to Sanford and Son.

Up next is a notable release from Brian Lynch, Unsung Heroes (Hollistic MusicWorks), as the cover reads, "a tribute to some underappreciated trumpet masters. Those trumpet masters, you ask?  Tommy Turrentine, Idrees Sulieman, Louis Smith, Claudio Roditi, Kamau Adilifu, Joe Gordon, Ira Sullivan, Donald Byrd, Howard McGhee, and Charles Tolliver.  Straight ahead and thoughtful, Lynch's takes on (and tributes to) the work of all these trumpet masters are outstanding, particularly when he sticks to recording compositions by those artists -- as he does most of the time.  If you like this release, you can check out more music and material -- Volumes Two and Three, as it were -- through Hollistic Music Works.

A complex, rich album that rewards multiple listenings is saxophonist David Binney's Greylen Epicenter.  Mixing a full range of textures and styles, Binney flexes his compositional muscles across a range of compelling, clever songs that offer many memorable passages and plenty of imaginative improvisation.  The work of Ben Allison most clearly came to mind as a point of comparison.  The tune "Terrorists and Movie Stars" is a particularly high point on the album.  For those who prefer a more straightforward approach, check out Binney's work in his sextet on last month's Barefooted Town.

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Undead Notes - The Walking Dead - Issues 79-84

When last we left our survivors, they had settled in -- if that's possible in post-apocalyptic America -- with a group of survivors in a walled compound just outside of Washington DC.  Rick, Andrea, Glenn, Abraham, Michonne and the rest had just found places for themselves in The Community (what else are you going to call it), when a gang of baddies showed up.  Rick Grimes, of course, led the fight against them, there was a lot of gunfire, and, in the end, the baddies left, and The Community's leader, recognizing the better man, turned over management of the place to Rick.  The problem is, all that noise from the shootout attracted every walker from miles around.  Good luck in the new job, Rick! (SPOILERS AHEAD!)

Issue 79 has the feel of a breather in the narrative, although some attention is paid to the problem not so much of the walking dead but to people.  When a Community member is stabbed by a loner on the outside -- even when an offer of help was no doubt in the making -- the question of the value of even sticking together in a community is raised. Eight-year-old Carl Grimes, clear-eyed and cynical, responds to the news of the the stabbing in his typically blunt manner: "Now maybe everyone will stop pretending we're safe."  Andrea, too, for all she's been through, is distrustful of the possibility of a normal life, and prefers the edgy solitude of her sniper tower and the company of her rifle, keeping the Community safe from on high.  It's clear that the roamer who's been attracted by all the noise are becoming a herd of thousands of zombies outside the walls, and that, in the end, no wall will likely keep the survivors safe for long.

The "No Way Out" storyline begins in Issue 80, with a bit of a misdirection -- first in a reminder of the stark zombie-killing force of Abraham, and second in the reasonable and comforting leadership of old One Hand, Rick Grimes.  "Keep as quiet as possible," Rick advises.  But the Community walls are quickly surrounded several zombies deep on all sides.  It's winter, so there's no easy way to grow food and no chance to to forage.  Rick admits that it's not ideal, and further suggests that, to conserve heating energy, people should start sharing living space.  All of this unfolds amid pages that are surprisingly white, made so by the effect of snow created solely by irregular white blobs that spatter each panel.  By nightfall, Michonne and Morgan are in bed together, and -- surprise -- Rick is hosting Jesse, the wife of the man he just killed.  Andrea, having taken her post in the sniper tower at the start of the day, looks to be there overnight and through the foreseeable future.

Before you know it, there's a breach in the wall -- small at first, but the weight of a thousand undead can move things, you know.  At the same time, Glenn decides to lead a mission to help out Andrea, stranded in her tower, by climbing across a rope suspended over a sea of walkers -- see the image at right. Issue 81 offers some more familiar zombie-killing fare and narrow escapes (or not), but it's clear that the herd outside must be dealt with directly in issues to come.  As a side note, WD 81 was one of the first comics I read in digital form, and the application for doing so requires you read panel-to-panel, not page-to-page; it seemed to me that the dramatic impact of certain moments was enhanced by the digital format, while the visual sweep was lessened --despite the ability to zoom in or pan any of the images.  At any rate, by the final panel, members of the Community are being eaten.  There maybe no way out, after all.

Much of Issue 82 takes place inside Rick's house as the Community is overrun.  "There's too many of them" is a line repeated by several characters as they battle the walkers.  Michonne is in fine form here, unleashing her samurai sword on the herd in defense of Morgan, who gets himself bitten.  (No worries, Morgan: your lady-friend Michonne will lop that arm off with your hardly having to ask.)  One particularly effective image is that of Abraham, looking out from his house while, reflected in the glass, we see the very procession of zombies he's observing.  Young Carl has got his hat on and his gun loaded, and is watching Morgan, now bandaged up and (possibly) heading for zombiedom.  Carl will shoot him if necessary.  With the Community now overrun, there is the question of what to do next, as cooperation will likely go out the window and survival takes precedence.  Take care of yourself and your own.  When asked about what is to be done about the children, Rick puts it unsentimentally: "The thing to keep in mind about other's people's children -- they're not our children."

In the annals of "making a break for it," Issue 83 offers a clear instance of failure, giving full meaning to the title of the story line "No Way Out."  Rick and Carl and their latest charges grab a zombie and pull the old guts-on-a-poncho trick.  But, once outside, people are too freaked out to keep quiet and keep moving, and several folks are eaten before Abraham comes outside and starts shooting.  Many zombies are killed, and other survivors join the carnage, and it appears that, if the gang just keeps blasting and chopping and bashing away, they might just put down the couple thousand zombies in the herd after all.  Sadly, Carl is shot -- not fatally, it appears -- but badly enough.  One of the most gruesome panels in the entire run of The Walking Dead is that of Carl, wounded, turning to his father.

In a moving sequence, the epic battle of the survivors against the herd really comes down to a simple narrative imperative.  If Rick can get Carl to the doctor and he and the others can destroy the herd, Carl might live. Michonne joins the fight, as do Glenn and Andrea (having gotten themselves back into the compound), and the dead pile up.  As they fight continues, they come to realize that they can win.  By the end, in one remarkable panel, we see the core group amid a pile of hundreds of downed walkers.  As "No Way Out" concludes, in a very touching epilogue of sorts, Rick comes to realize that "people are the problem," and that the walkers can be dealt with if the proper steps are taken.  And Carl is hanging on, hope against hope. People are the problem.  Again and again, in the world of The Walking Dead, the problems of the zombie apocalypse have more to do with human nature than the narrow imperatives of the undead.

NOTE: This review is cross-posted at Mort-Vivant, my blog about zombies (and science fiction and comics). These cross-postings will continue until Halloween 2011, when Mort-Vivant finally walks alone!

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PN 156 - Charles Farley - Bobby "Blue" Bland Biographer

A talk with writer and music historian Charles Farley about his new biography of legendary blues singer Bobby "Blue" Bland, Soul of the Man.





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Reader's Notes - Publishing's 'Radiohead Moment'

For those of you who might have missed the news, JK Rowling has circumvented print publishing altogether and released a huge archive of material related to the Harry Potter universe.  It's called Pottermore, and it will allow fans to download, in essence, the outakes, rough drafts, dead ends, and other manuscripts-by-the-wayside on her path to the original seven Potter books.  Olivia Solon at Wired UK offers a concise and fair reading of what Pottermore means -- that is, it's publishing's 'Radiohead moment.'  For those who might need explanation of what the Radiohead reference means, go here.

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The Information - James Gleick

I can't remember when I first read James Gleick's Chaos, but I'll take a guess that it was late in my undergraduate years, probably at the recommendation of the brilliant biology major I was dating at the time.  In truth, although I'd always been interested in science by way of my affection for science fiction, in my early 20s, it would have taken affection of another sort entirely to get this English major to read a book about (mostly) mathematics. I'm still not sure I understood everything in Chaos, but the counter-intuitive gist of its subject fascinated me -- as did the terminology: Butterfly Effect, Mandelbrot set, Julia sets, and Lorenz attractors. Although I haven't had the chance yet to read Gleick's Genius, Faster, or Isaac Newton, I knew as soon as I heard about The Information, I would be reading it.  Gleick's latest, coming as it did (in my reading life)on the heels of Tim Wu's The Master Switch, was an inevitable book.

The Information: A History, a Theory, a Flood, like many great books, has the effect of changing your way of thinking about the world. In much the same way that Chaos pulled fields of study like meteorology, the stock market, and ecology together around the idea of nonlinear systems, The Information demonstrates -- in a far more sweeping manner -- how the challenges of transforming and transporting ideas run throughout the history of civilization.  Not only that, but Gleick clearly shows readers just how radically different today's information universe is from what existed just 150 years ago.

Gleick begins his story with the example of the West African talking drum to demonstrate the two basic challenges of moving information from one place to another.  The first challenge is that of encoding -- how to convert information into a form suitable for transmission.  The second challenge is attenuation or signal loss -- how to prevent the encoded information from being lost or distorted.  The manner in which users of the talking drum have solved these problems is striking, and the strangeness of the example serves well to lead the reader into a deeply counter-intuitive (there's that word again) exploration of the all-too familiar systems of information around us.

We take these systems so much for granted we hardly notice them at all.  Something as simple as the alphabet -- a system of signs encoding of the sounds of words -- had to be invented, as did standardized spelling and the use of alphabetical order.  This last item of alphabetization could easily be overlooked, but Gleick spends a great deal of time explaining how, without a system for organizing all the names of things that could be written down, the names themselves are not nearly as useful.  There's a good reason why, when toddlers are getting ready for kindergarten, one of the first songs they learn to sing is their ABCs.

In his usual manner, Gleick weaves what might appear to be disconnected topics into a cohesive narrative synthesis around this core concept of information: the history of dictionaries, the optical telegraph, the electric telegraph and Morse Code, logarithmic tables, Charles Babbage's difference engine, Alan Turing and encryption and algorithms, Claude Shannon and digital design, Watson and Crick and the human genome, packet switching and the Internet, the meaning of Wikipedia, right up to the latest developments in quantum computing.  By the time the reader finishes, the true significance of that smart phone in the pocket will be more clear than ever before.  Always surprising, challenging but never obscure, The Information is an essential book for understanding one of the defining elements of contemporary life --just how much information surrounds us at every turn.

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PN Video Jukebox - Abbey Lincoln

Performances and interviews with the late, great jazz singer Abbey Lincoln.














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Joe Lovano Us Five - Bird Songs

Joe Lovano’s Us Five - Bird Songs

Blue Note, 2011

Joe Lovano and his Us Five, the mostly young and all-talented band that’s been together for a few years now, offer a meditation on the work of Charlie Parker in Lovano's 22^nd album for Blue Note, Bird Songs. In excellent form, Us Five follows up on 2009’s Folk Art and 2010 awards from the JJA and the Downbeat Critics Poll with an unexpectedly relaxed consideration of Bird tunes.

A recording of this nature – a major contemporary tenor playing the work of a bebop legend – does not escape Lovano, who has written about the project: “Putting this recording together I kept wondering how Bird would have developed within these tunes, not just as the incredible soloist that he was but as an arranger and band leader. From what we know about him it is clear that he was into the world of music beyond so called Jazz and Be Bop and I’m sure we would have all been surprised at every turn in his approach just as we were with Miles, Coltrane, Rollins and Coleman, four of his most distinguished and celebrated disciples.”

The US Five lineup finds Lovano joined by recent Grammy winner Esperanza Spalding on bass and James Weidman on piano, and features two drummers -- Otis Brown III and Francisco Mela. As one might expect, the possibility exists for the double-drumming to become a clattering distraction, but both Brown and Mela stay away from the lower and louder timbres of their kits and spend much of their time working the cymbals in very careful interplay. Each drummer is mixed to his own side of the recording – left or right – and headphone listening will immediately reward the percussion-minded.

The manner in which this music is mixed and mastered takes a bit of adjustment, with the tenor and drums most prominent across the sound space, the bass and piano down under. I found myself repeatedly turning up the volume to hear the piano and bass, which made the percussion and sax all the more prominent. It appears that the rhythmic qualities of the playing are a feature Lovano wants to make more obvious. Overall, the album sounds light, airy, and rhythmically dense – an all the more notable contrast with Bird's playing, which was often intense, solid, and harmonically complex.

The album's first tune, “Passport,” opens with a fanfare of sorts – a rising phrase alternating with a suspenseful low vamp – that builds tension before the band's entry into Bird land. The rest of the song is a moderately paced take on the familiar “I Got Rhythm” changes, save for a couple of rip-snorting choruses, when Lovano plays not just fast but a little outside the changes. The usually brisk “Donna Lee” becomes a ballad in Lovano's reworking, and although the Brown and Mela sound at times as if they want to go galloping off, Lovano always keeps the phrasing drawn-out and the tempo thoughtful.

The lilting “Barbados” makes the most of Spalding’s facility with Caribbean rhythms, with the drummers working very nicely off each other and Lovano having fun with the earthier tones his horn can produce. The playfulness continues on “Moose the Mooche,” taken here at a slower pace, with the feeling of walking the bar, hanging on a single bluesy riff of the melody while Lovano explores some fine post-bop ideas.

The bright ballad “Lover Man” is a bit more recognizable in tempo and arrangement, and features some of Lovano's most lyrical playing. On a tune where two drummers could be most disruptive and distracting, Mela and Brown show great taste and restraint. Spalding and Weidman do their best solo work on this tune, one of the strongest on the album. If you want to hear how Us Five swing best from bar to bar and phrase to phrase, this is the tune to listen to.

After this point, the explorations become more notable. “Birdyard” is distinguished by Lovano on the aulochrome (the double-soprano sax), heard over a simple descending vamp. “Ko Ko” is simply Lovano and his drummers, finding bits and pieces of the tune in a primarily rhythmic context; interesting listening, but nothing to get your toe-tapping. A counterpoint to this is “Blues Collage,” Lovano just with piano and bass, a brief exploration of many of Parker's riffs played in a clever, layered jazz round. “Dexterity,” another short tune, begins with the instruments in disparate places, then works its way back to a familiar form.

The last two tracks are the most ambitious. “Dewey Square,” stretching over eight minutes, is at times a familiar recasting of Parker's original, while at other it breaks down completely into a free, open form. Even more generous is “Yardbird Suite,” stretched out over almost 12 minutes, opening like a dream, with a raucous uptempo center, and a return to a lush ending. At this point, listener's will hopefully have made the adjustments to the band's deconstruction and reconstruction of Parker's tunes, and the music should carry them along just fine.

But would Bird have played the aluochrome?

Joe Lovano - Saxophones
James Weidman - Piano
Esperanza Spalding - Bass
Otis Brown III - Drums
Francisco Mela - Drums 

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Undead Notes - White Zombie (1932)

NOTE: This review is cross-posted at Mort-Vivant, my blog about zombies (and science fiction and comics). These cross-postings will continue until Halloween 2011, when Mort-Vivant finally walks alone!

My survey of the zombie in popular culture begins with the 1932 film, White Zombie, directed by Victor Helperin and starring Bela Lugosi. Making full use of re-dressed sets from the 1931 hits Dracula and Frankenstein, as well as the cinematography skills of Arthur Martinelli, White Zombie introduces viewers to a concept of the zombie that is different from what we know these days, but in a visually interesting and consistently creepy film.

The plot is a stretcher from the beginning. Convinced by the wealthy white Haitian Beaumont to come to Haiti and be married on his plantation, the dashing young Neil and beautiful Madeline are drawn into Beaumont's trap. His plan? Enlist the services of the sorcerer LeGendreKarloff) to fake Madeline's death and bring her back as Beaumont's sonambulistic mistress. But Beaumont underestimates the deviousness of LeGrand, and before you know it, practically everyone has been turned into zombies. It's up to the pure-hearted Neil, working with the scientist Dr. Bruner, to save the day.

Now, these zombies aren't your modern-day walking dead. The flesh-eating, shuffle-footed rotters we know today are the evolution of monsters imagined by Richard Matheson (in the 1954 novel I Am Legend), adapted into the film The Last Man on Earth (1964), and given their real nasty edge by George Romero in 1968's Night of the Living Dead. More on those narratives later. In truth, the zombies of White Zombie are mindless automatons, but operate fully in the service of the magician LeGrand. Think of these old school zombies as a victim of mind-control brought about by a pop culture version of voodoo.

The carriage driver (always a useful chap in a horror film) explains the basics of these Haitian zombies to Madeline and Neil in the opening minutes of the film. Who are those fellows up there on that hillside digging around in the dark? “They are not men. They are dead bodies. Zombies – the living dead. Corpses taken from their graves who are made to work in the sugar mills and the fields at night.”

The concept of slavery is clearly impressed upon the film. Set in Haiti, the only modern nation to have had a slave uprising in which the oppressed prevailed, White Zombie depicts blacks often in the same state of servitude – this time as animated corpses, and a disposable work force at that. One of the most disturbing scenes in the film is a tour of the sugar mill, where we see black workers lurching through the machinery of the industry. One black zombie falls directly into the gears of a giant machine. Only the audience cares.

All the more disturbing is the implied horror – perhaps lost on contemporary audiences – of white people becoming zombies (that is, being enslaved) in similar ways. When LeGendre turns the tables on the selfish Beaumont and takes control of a white man, this seems to be depth of the horror the film takes us to, but not before a white woman (Madeline) has met a similar fate. The complications that the plot moves toward – the enslavement of white men and women – is a telling glimpse into the racial psychology of the first half of the 20^th century. White slavery, anyone?

The pacing of and performances in the film will feel awkward at times, as both the actors and the filmmakers are clearly coming out of the age of stage and silent film. It seems that few people understood that the power of film requires that many aspects of the presentation be understated. Bela Lugosi as the mastermind and sorcerer LeGendre gives the most distinctive performance, but many viewers will feel as though they are watching camp and not a legitimate horror film. Nevertheless, White Zombie has many interesting moments – mostly of a visual and atmospheric nature – and, with the film clocking at just under 70 minutes, it's worth your time.

For those of you who are wondering about the heavy metal band White Zombie, yes, they did take their name from which took the movie, and it's been a primary source of inspiration for former art school student Robert Cumming, AKA Rob Zombie, who has been nominated three times for a Grammy, as well as becoming a noted director of House of 1000 Corpses (2003), The Devil's Rejects (2005), Halloween (2007), Werewolf Women of the SS (2007), and Halloween II (2009).

Up next: I Walked With A Zombie (1943)

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Reader's Notes - A History of Modern Music

From the whiz kids at the UK Guardian comes a wonderful interactive timeline of the history of modern music -- in "all genres."  There's a complete section for jazz, along with pop, rock, R&B and hip-hop, indie, dance, and world and folk.  You can check out the timeline yourself and see how effective (or ineffective) the map may be.






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PN 155 - Beware the PR Machine

With the all-marketing, all-the-time, all-media approach, it's a challenge to know what your personal taste is these days.



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Reader's Notes - Susanna Daniel, 'On the the homogenization of reading'

A past guest on Passing Notes, Stiltsville author Susanna Daniel, offers the view that, despite the news of unwelcome changes in the publishing industry in recent years, there are more books published than ever these days.  For her, the problem is that people might not be as selective in their reading choices or have as clear an idea of their personal taste.  Not like they used to.  In short, the real issue is that everyone seems to be reading the same books as everyone else.  Harry Potter, anyone?  Check out Daniel's essay at her website here.

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Reader's Notes - The House Where Trane Lived

With budget cuts across the nation on all levels of government, funds for preservation of historic sites are dwindling.  Of particular interest to this blog is the house in Dix Hills, New York, where John Coltrane spent the last -- and perhaps most significant -- years of his life, from 1964 to 1967.  Just today, the house was placed on the list of 11 Most Endangered Historic Places by the National Trust for such concerns.  The Coltrane Home is a work in progress, a structure that needs renovation, expansion, and a sustainable structure of stewardship to preserve and maintain the musical and cultural legacy of John and Alice Coltrane. You can read stories from the New York Times and the Ottawa Citizen about the matter, or visit the website for The Coltrane Home. Pass the word along. As Trane said himself, "One thought can produce a million vibrations."

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Reader's Notes - The 100 Greatest Nonfiction Books

From the always interestingly opinionated folks at the books desk of the UK Guardian, here's a list of the100 greatest nonfiction books. It's hard to argue against most of the books here, but any list like this could just as easily be 500 titles long.  Read the article here.

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Eater's Notes - Cuban Sandwich Show

Having lived for the better part of two decades in either Tampa Bay or South Florida, I have become a fan of the Cuban sandwich -- one of the essential sandwiches -- which is made on Cuban bread with ham, roasted pork, Swiss cheese, pickles, and mustard, and then pressed for a flat, toasty-melted finish. I've eaten my share of Cuban sandwiches here in Miami, but I have to say that the best I've had have always come from Tampa.  From what I understand, in fact, the sandwich was "invented" in the old Tampa neighborhood Ybor City.  
     My pulse quickened -- although my heart shuddered for fear of cholesterol -- when I saw the headline for something called the Cuban Sandwich Show.  Was this a contest?  A tribute?  A celebration of one of the finest sandwiches of all time.  Actually, it's an art show held in Tampa in June under the sponsorship of the Artists and Writers Group.  Their slogan: "All Art-All Tampa-No Mayo."  If you're in Tampa this month, check it out.  And while you're there, head to The Floridian for a Cuban.  It's true - they're the finest.
     I'll just have to keep working on that idea for a true Cuban sandwich festival and exhibition.


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