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Tag Archives: RIP
It couldn’t have been that easy to forget about me: Tom Petty’s legacy
The thing is, there was always a good Tom Petty song. Casual listening is easy these days. In the same way you’d satisfy your curiosity about an old friend by visiting her Facebook page, or how you’d say hello to … Continue reading
Harry Dean Stanton — RIP
He had a face like a map: flat but riven with the topography of many lands, in his case states, for Harry Dean Stanton was as American as the interstate system. Paris, Texas made this clear. The 1984 Palme d’Or … Continue reading
You’ll have light and you’ll never be cold: Grant Hart — RIP
What is it with men named Grant? Like the Australian with the surname McLennan, our Grant was a fount of melody. He could no sooner write a dull chorus than a deejay release a commercial track without a Justin Bieber … Continue reading
Holger Czukay — RIP
A shame David Lynch didn’t use “Oh Yeah” to score scenes set in Twin Peaks’ in-between dimension where Killer Bob and The Man From Another Place glower and speak backwards. It was Holger Czukay’s fate to record music so far-out … Continue reading
Ideas about thoughts: John Ashbery — RIP
Fuming, the late Butler Waugh blamed himself for asking his undergraduate writing composition students to bring favorite poems to class. Some brought song lyrics, which he could accept; others brought Hallmark verse, which he could not. “It’s probably too much … Continue reading
Who is the Gaucho? Walter Becker — RIP
As with many synth pop duos, listeners assumed the lead singer had the brains. One spin of Donald Fagen’s The Nightfly confirmed what Fagen and the late Walter Becker insisted: Steely Dan’s lyrics, notably the most sardonic ones, were Becker’s. … Continue reading
Jeanne Moreau — RIP
Yielding to the demands of biology, male film critics can’t resist encomia to actresses. I understand — the camera is supposed to capture the allure of figures who become less human because a screen divides us. From the start Jeanne … Continue reading
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
