Monthly Archives: March 2011

Dig if you will the list: the best of Prince

As y’all know, Prince died last year. Until now I never updated this ILM ballot sent six years ago. As usual I didn’t quite play along: just forty twenty Prince songs I liked without much thought and away it went. I’ll explain any one of my choices. By this point so familiar are we with this vast, endlessly permutating catalog that I’ll stand no grousing about my picks.

1. The Beautiful Ones
2. Private Joy
3. Mountains
4. 17 Days
5. When Doves Cry
6. Sister
7. I Could Never Take The Place of Ur Man
8. When U Were Mine
9. How Come U Don’t Call Me Anymore
10. Something in the Water (Does Not Compute)
11. Tambourine
12. The Future
13. The Cross
14. Housequake
15. Chelsea Rodgers
16. Endorphinmachine
17. 7
18. Cream
19. Head
20. Erotic City
22. Controversy
23. Girls and Boys
24. I Wish U Heaven (Extended Remix)
25. Do Me, Baby
26. The Holy River
27. The Morning Papers
28. Money Don’t Matter 2 Nite
29. P Control
30. Black Sweat
31. Bambi
32. Strange Relationship
33. Dirty Mind
34. Sexuality
35. Joy In Repetition
36. Anotherloverholenyohead
37. Gotta Stop (Messin’ About)
38. Let’s Go Crazy
39. New Position
40. Thieves in the Temple

Farley Granger R.I.P.

Star of They Live By Night, Strangers on a Train, Rope, and Visconti’s Senso. Noted bisexual too: he not only counted Leonard Bernstein and Arthur Laurents as lovers, but cowrote a memoir with his partner Robert Calhoun. Although far from a good actor, Granger projected queerness rather unambiguously; even in high school I didn’t have to know anything about homoeroticism and “subtext” to squirm with unspoken recognition at Granger’s performances in the Hitchcock twosome Rope and Strangers on a Train: two of the most convincing examples of homosexual panic in Hollywood film. I would love to have seen him opposite the late Elizabeth Taylor. He was pretty cute too.

Excellent interview with Jonathan Marlow at Greencine from 2007.

Naughty girls need love: Britney Spears’ “Femme Fatale”

Half of Femme Fatale lives up to its title: Britney Spears as the polymorphic essence of every disco dolly who’s so post-feminist/post-sexual/post-woman that to wonder whether she’s used or being used by the purported objects of lust she’s dancing/fucking is as beside the point as comparing “Libya” and “Iraq.” Unfortunately, because the half-life of self-reflexiveness expired in 2007, the album falters; she’s so much a part of the roboticized textures that when “Trouble For Me” and the collaboration go splat, she doesn’t project the personality necessary to reactivate them (the problem with “Inside Out” isn’t the “Hit Me One More Time” quote, it’s that it’s arranged like a forgotten album track from 1999). Never mind: the ooh-OOH-oohs of “Seal It With a Kiss,” the mecha-stuttered oh-oh-ohs of  “Till The World Ends,” and the sassy, self-mocking whistling on “I Wanna Go” thump and grind like she really believes in disco apocalypse, which, since this is Britney, bitch, I’ll forgive anyone for confusing with a personal one. More confident than anyone expected, Femme Fatale is the best we can expect from a performer who projects more confidence as a slattern than she did pretending to be a grown-up woman. The only way she can surprise us in the future is by getting herself into a nunnery.

PS: Dan Weiss wrote the review which most gets what she attempts.

Obama: Marxist and redistributor of wealth


Since Obama was inaugurated, the Dow Jones has increased more than 50% — from 8,000 to more than 12,000; the wealthiest recieved a massive tax cut; the top marginal tax rate was three times less than during the Eisenhower years and substantially lower than during the Reagan years; income and wealth inequality are so vast and rising that it is easily at Third World levels; meanwhile, “the share of U.S. taxes paid by corporations has fallen from 30 percent of federal revenue in the 1950s to 6.6 percent in 2009.” During this same time period, the unemployment rate has increased from 7.7% to 8.9%; millions of Americans have had their homes foreclosed; and the number of Americans living below the poverty line increased by many millions, the largest number since the statistic has been recorded. Can you smell Obama’s radical egalitarianism and Marxist anti-business hatred yet?

…From the start, Obama’s economic policies were shaped by the Wall Street-revering neo-liberal Rubinites who did so much to serve corporate America during the Clinton years. Meanwhile, the President’s choice to head his Council on Jobs and Competitiveness — General Electric CEO Jeffrey Immelt — heads a corporation that “despite $14.2 billion in worldwide profits – including more than $5 billion from U.S. operations – did not owe taxes in 2010”: an appointment the White House still defends.

Singles Jukebox 3/25

To commemorate Nate Dogg, The Singles Jukebox dedicated the week to him. Edifying to say the least. I hadn’t heard Shade Sheist’s great would-be summer hit, and I’d been meaning to own my own copy of “Regulate” since I lost the cassingle in spring 1995.

I’m no fan of early Snoop-Dre; a post earlier this week addressed my cavils.

Warren G ft. Nate Dogg – Regulate (10)
Shade Sheist ft. Nate Dogg and Kurupt – Where I Wanna Be (8)
Ludacris ft. Nate Dogg – Area Codes (8)
Mos Def ft. Nate Dogg and Pharaohe Monche – Oh No (7)
Mark Ronson ft. Ghostface, Trife, and Nate Dogg – Ooh Wee (7)
Nate Dogg and Warren G – Nobody Does It Better (7)
Westside Connection ft. Nate Dogg – Gangsta Nation (5)
Nate Dogg ft. Snoop Dogg – Never Leave Me Alone (5)
Dr Dre ft. Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg & Daz Dillinger – Deez Nuuts (3)
50 Cent ft. Nate Dogg – 21 Questions (3)
Snoop Dogg ft. Nate Dogg, Kurupt, and Warren G – Ain’t No Fun (2)