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Tag Archives: RIP
The Manchester dead and the primacy of pop
Men dedicated to mass slaughter don’t distinguish attendees at the Bataclan from Ariana Grande fans. But what made the choice of a Grande show particularly gruesome was demographics: Grande’s audience consists mostly of young women and gay men, two groups … Continue reading
Chris Cornell – RIP
What a voice — as a physical instrument it had elasticity and power. Not many rock baritones could boast such gifts. In Soundgarden, Chris Cornell also brought the charisma of a front man who’d studied his seventies rock god manuals, … Continue reading
Jonathan Demme: ‘inventiveness and visual intelligence’ to concert films
Slate’s Sam Adams uses a just released Justin Timberlake concert picture to adduce Jonathan Demme’s genius for shooting concert performances: But despite the victory-lap setup, Demme frames the concert as just another day on the job, especially for musicians and … Continue reading
Jonathan Demme – RIP
He loved quirks, often more than people, befitting a director who got his start as the delightful Roger Corman aficionado of Caged Heat and Crazy Mama. The cross-eyed lepidopterologist in The Silence of the Lambs, Mary Steenburgen’s squeal of delight … Continue reading
Chuck Berry — RIP
“When I first heard Chuck Berry, I didn’t consider that he was black. I thought he was a hillbilly. Little did I know, he was a great poet, too. And there must have been some elitist power that had to … Continue reading
Derek Walcott — RIP
Allusive but demotic, Derek Walcott was Robert Lowell’s truest heir and often surpassed the American poet in using geographic points to populate a topography of the soul. Walcott set many of his poems in St. Lucia, but during the late … Continue reading
John Hurt — RIP
In 1998’s Love and Death on Long Island, John Hurt’s novelist explained how and to what degree forebears like Thomas Mann appreciated teen meat Jason Priestly as muses and bottoms. Erudite and expert, Hurt risked embarrassment; his rock-hewn features collapsed … Continue reading
Nat Hentoff — RIP
What I’d read of Nat Hentoff’s in the last twenty years suggested he would have made a sterling mentor. A jazz critic of formidable erudition and prodigious output, Hentoff could have triumphed in any genre.
‘In my house there’s a circle’ — George Michael RIP
In which we Single Jukeboxers wrote about George Michael, often quite well. My blurb for “Precious Box”: By 2004 George Michael was as welcome in America as Howard Dean, but even if Patience had sold in Faith-full bucket loads, I … Continue reading
George Michael and ‘ queer plausible deniability’
When David Bowie died almost a year ago, I remember no eulogists arguing that his place in the rock canon wasn’t deserved. His acceptance began in the late nineties as a generation of Billy Corgans absorbed his sounds and wannabe … Continue reading
Carrie Fisher – RIP
A vinegary wit, the product of a Hollywood upbringing that looked delicious to people who thought Eddie Fisher deserved what he got, an irony she exploited in Postcards from the Edge and Wishful Drinking. Other children of movie stars could … Continue reading
George Michael: notes on a brilliant career
I’m happy with how my George Michael essay for Billboard turned out. I’ve had time to think about him since my first reevaluation in October. Because of space and thematic limitations I couldn’t fit a few other points. First, the … Continue reading
