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Wednesday, July 24, 2002

Art, Angst & Zeitgeist


Our fearless, or perhaps foolish, editor once again manages to rant about interconnections among the strangest things. Kurosawa, current political zeitgeist and neurobiology. There's no explaining it. Just read it


One shift in perspective, one single act, can change everything. Many folks apparently found this out for the first time on September 11th, 2001. Nothing I'm going to say here is meant with any disrespect for the country of the United States of America and the constitution which is embodiment of the noble concepts behind it. I however have no loyalty to an emblem like a flag nor to appointed or elected individuals. I do not have an American flag on my car. I have a sticker of Betty Page on it though. God Bless our Freedoms! Let's try to preserve them. Homeland Security. Shades of Orwell if you ask me. Nor do I think that because a bunch of religious extremists happened to attack the US that that in any way justifies any sort of religious response. In fact, it should illustrate the danger of intermingling politics with religion. Seems like once again, our founding fathers had something to say about this. I don't like the compromises the masses (baaaaaa) are apparently willing to accept. I know what you are thinking, and I am NOT a godless commie! Those are fighting words. I could join the DAR if I wanted to. The most recent branch of my family arrived long before the Statue of Liberty welcomed any huddled masses. I am a patriot. I don't think anyone should tell me what to believe in my heart and soul. Let's see, how else can I say this... if you are offended by what I write, go elsewhere. Okay, now that I've established the ground rules, let's take a rambling late boomer look at shifts in perspective from a vantage point of cinema. Maybe there are many ways of perceiving any given event. 

While the current US zeitgeist and angst revolving on all things Arab, might be more reflected by that late 50s movie in which they dipped Tony Curtis in shoe polish to play a the Son of Ali Baba there is a scene worth remembering in the film. The beautifully done scene has a knife held up by Curtis and the fires in the den of theives casts shadow of a multifaced reflections and shadows illustrating that only those capable of seeing in all directions through looking out for each other and drawing upon the insight and perspective of others are capable of acting from a well informed perspective. Only in drawing upon what we all see, perceive and understand can there be security. 

 
The classic film that deals with this subject is, of course, is Rashmon. This remains must see cinema. If you haven't seen it, oh say, since college, go out and rent the classic Kurasawa film tonight. No other film comes as close to coherently presenting the notion (some might say fact) that the reality of any two people never overlaps more than a fractional amount. Everything is perspective, literally. No two people ever see the same event in the same way as each person brings a different motive for interpretation, a different historical filter through which we interpret present events as they occur. 

And speaking of historical filters, last week I attended a lecture at the University of Arizona by Dr. Kandel, a noble laureate in medicine (2000) and it seems that neuroscience investigators are now getting to the point where they are finding some of the actual pathways and mechanisms for information storage and retrieval in the brain. Most of the talk went right over my head (zip, whiz, zoom), I did manage to glean a reference for a very interesting bit of information about the fragility of memory. We can change the past, or at least our perceptions of it. Seems that experiences can be channeled into short term or long term memory. Short term is discarded. Long term is restored for much later recall. When a memory is recalled it then goes through that sorting process again and the new version or interpretation may or may not make it into long term memory. When a recalled memory is re-stored it has been filtered through and linked with events that happened long after the time when the original event with the memory occured. This view of memory is, of course, is nothing new. (Kandel, E. "The long and short of long-term memory." Nature, 322, 419-422, 1986.) At least two decades of work has taken place since the concept of the biochemical basis of the fragility of memory has been bantered about but it is still a popular topic

And what does this have to do with art angst and Zeitgeist, you ask? Lots. The spirit of the times, Zeitgeist for you non-german speaking, non post modernist types, radically shifted in the western world recently. Even those countries that have lived with internal and external terrorists strikes for decades were shocked that the Islamic Fundamentalists in support of Jihad had gotten ballsy enough to attack the Big Guy. The governments of the world have spent centuries creating a semblance of a governmental structure in the world that has some order and sense of ethics to it (whether the order and ethics promoted is good is debatable) so that most peoples (not necessarily individuals) can interact in a civil fashion. Truly civilized interaction is such a recent and tenuous endeavor, the League of Nations, the precursor to the United Nations, is still less than 100 years old. The infant state of truly global cooperation is in danger of dissolving before our very eyes. Not just from terrorism, but from reaction to that terrorism. We have control over our zeitgeist. It is a cumulative cultural construct. (What great illiteration if I do say so myself!) 

 
Anyway, I propose that we late boomers rewatch some of the films we've loved so much over the years (a side bar of them is included) as well as taking the time to watch some films dealing with the nature of good and evil such as the recent Tolkein film, The Fellowship of the Ring.and get our brains thinking again about how there may be real good and evil out there in the cosmos, how there is no one right way of seeing doing, or knowing (no matter what our current US president, a man of intellect far below that of a Rhodes Scholar, might tell us).
The editor content manager zealot behind this site has yet to learn you catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar, I find this punk reference and postering site to be quite thought provoking as it reminds us that cinema is not the only visual form of expression that needs protecting. 

 
The Zeitgeist that allowed Sept 11 events to unfold was the one that allowed corporations and governments to look the other way full well knowing of the atrocities committed by the Taliban against women and humanity. And before you spin off in a tizzy, remember, I'm just a frumpy, middle aged house-wife. (That's my story and I'm sticking to it.) And get that phrase, "They dress like housewives, they dress like students, or in a coat and a tie." out of your mind right now. 

 

Just a Few Titles from the Celluloid Vaults to Get Your Juices of Perspective Flowing.

Repo Man
Sci-Fi, Allegory, just bizarre? Well I highly recommend just watching the film and being your own judge, but if not click on the above link and find out what it IS about. One of my personal favorites. Extremely appropos in today's world where weapons of mass distruction can and have easily fallen into the small time thugs hands.

Hearts in Atlantis
Anthony Hopkins is a great actor who can make even humble roles come alive. (Has a Stephen King protagonist ever been humble?) Anyway, this more recent film, under-appreciated for its lack of flash and bizarreness, certainly mixes up the topics of perception, memories of childhood, and the government. A thoughtful script and a beautifully filmed and acted venture into perception.

American History X
As a member of the cohort who were the proto punks before punks bifurcated into skinheads, mods, etc. you might be interested in watching this more recent film about political extremes and changing of perspective the old fashioned way... through hard won experience. Not all it could be, but certainly a film that is all about changing perspectives.

Miracle at Morgan's Creek
is probably worth a watch too. Just for fun. What a tribute to all the branches of the U.S. Military Service. And it doesn't hurt to remember that this comedic filmaker and patriot,Preston Sturges, was so harassed by 50s right wing extremists in the U.S. that he finally took his life. The Great McGinty is also well worth a watch. One moment of honesty by a crooked may and one moment of dishonesty by an honest man land them both in the same place.

Stunt Man
One small action can land a man in jail and change the course of life. (Hmmm. so what would have happened if Enron had pushed a man into some ice cream?)An underappreciated film not about ice cream at all, but about about reality versus illusion in movies, on movie sets, and in life.

Memento
Undoubtedly the best movie yet about the fragile nature of reality and the memories stored in the brain and how they can lead and mislead. Try the above link I provide to Salon.com's analysis of the film. I recommend you read only the first page if you have not seen the film.

Rear Window
Did you really see what you think you saw? Can you admit you saw it?"

Monday, October 29, 2001

Vinegar Visions: On the Bashing of Boomers, Joe Queenen, and Mid-life Crises




Being a Boomer is not about having a mid-life crisis. Joe Queenen apparently does not understand this. I'm sitting in a Borders Books drinking a regular coffee and not a decaf latte, thank you very much, and skimming through a copy of Balsamic Dreams, Joe's most recent book. I refuse to even contemplate purchase of a copy as I will in no way financially support cynicism. It is not an art form. Not only is the book whiny, it is falsely based and offensive to the majority of the Baby Boomers, not so much because of the characteristics he chooses to lampoon, but because he didn't even bother to do his research to find out who the Boomers really are.

I hate to shatter JQ's (rhymes with GQ... yawn) dreams, and he is dreaming, but his cohort does not typify and never has typified the Boomers. I am a typical Boomer. Born in 1957 the modal height of the Post War Baby Boom. Female… females always make up the majority of a generation by adulthood. White/Anglo/vanilla... double yawn. Didn't go to Woodstock -- too young. None of the boys I dated had to worry about getting drafted or going to Vietnam. We do, however remember Kennedy being killed - in the kitchen after a political rally. And Elvis was a fat old man in a silly fringed suit who died in a toilet.
Joe makes many outrageous claims but the most uninformed one is his assertion that Boomers are convinced of their uniqueness as a generation. Get real. We from the height and end of the boom didn't get the cutesy wootsey post war baby treatment that apparently the older boomers did. By the time we came around it was obvious to our parents generation and the government that had to plan for us that there were a whole lot of us and we were going to be a handful, so to speak. We got the 11th pup treatment so to speak... the first few to pop out evoke "oohs" and "ahhs" then they keep coming and there is back slapping and jokes about healthy reproductive stock, then the few prompt worried looks and by the time the last of the group pops out there is talk euthanizing techniques.

While they were babies of the post war boom -- emphasis on the cute and cuddly part, we later born were "Baby Boomers" a named and identifiable threat. Our childhood memories are filled with images of overcrowded, under-equipped classrooms, multiple choice tests, stampede prevention societal training. We were never treated as individuals. We got reamed by Reaganomics in early adulthood, then got the quality shaft from forced team built, impersonalized TQM corporate nonsense that was usually followed by being shipped out the door on several occasions due to downsizing. What world does Joe live in that he thinks Boomers believe they are unique?
The second majorly silly notion that Joe entertains and attempts to pass off as humorous truth is that we are preoccupied with youth. Here he is simply confusing his midlife crisis with being a Boomer. Youth has always sold well. He's confusing marketing with consumption. In successful campaigns the two are linked, but there is no guarantee that they are. "Face lifts" have been around for a long while. Diet pills aka speed and "the mothers little helpers" of our youth, and to which our mothers often became addicted, have been replaced by the more intelligent mid-life strategy of exercise. Every generation goes through an adjustment period when they realize they have less than half their total life span left to live in a best case scenario. That's simple mid-life angst. We saw it in the clubs when we were young when geezers in their 40s and 50s donned leisure suits and gold chains and hit on us. Every generation has a few painfully obvious idiots who simply cannot age gracefully. Joe, you are looking dangerously like one of these types.

I think you get my drift. I'm not going to belabor the point that Queenen is off base, but... I am going to briefly debunk a few other myths, stereotypes and misconceptions that he promotes in this book.

He says that Boomers destroyed the future. Phooey. Ward and June Cleever destroyed the future, if indeed it has been destroyed which I seriously doubt, with all the non-biodegradable tupperware they purchased and the petroleum based hair products they used that were eventually deposited in landfills and aquifers.

We aren't the spiritually handicapped sucker mystic seekers that JQ makes us out to be either. His cohort got confused and strayed down that path when they confused getting high with personal epiphanies and spiritual enlightenment. By the time we were old enough to do drugs, we knew that drug use was purely a recreational sport.

Neither do we "take credit" for all the good things in life as he accuses. We weren't in Selma (we were in diapers) and know we didn't participate in the early 60s civil rights movement. We didn't burn our bras (in fact this whole phenomenon is urban folklore - we were still girls at the time and we hoping we'd develop enough to have something to put into bras.) And we read Silent Spring in grade school and stake no claim on early environmentalism.

I could go on and on, but what's the use. These silly elder Boomers will veer off course down obscure avenues another time or two before they are gone; they've been doing it all their lives and are fairly predictable in their supposed eccentricities. I have decided that while I will challenge their off base assertions about Boomers I will also see the good in the whole process that Joe's Boomer bashing typifies. It is good that they finally got around to mocking themselves. We've been doing it for decades. So give the next old hippie you see your biggest Mike Myers "Groovy Baby" grin and go on your merry way... or flash 'em a saggy nipple that was pierced with a safety pin in 1978... whatever... just think twice or more before purchasing his book!



Wednesday, October 17, 2001

The Women of Rock

While 70s music may be known for splintering off an incredibly diverse number of styles and interpretations of rock and roll, it should be known for the decade when women rockers came into their own. Well okay maybe recognition of them didn't really happen until a bit later... but that is when late boomer women took up the anthem, heard the call, and sisters started "doing it for themselves."I have always contended (but do not believe anything you hear about me being contentious though) that the sweeping societal changes usually traced to "the 60s" did not really take root and embed themselves in our societal psyche until "the 70s," thus impacting the Later Boomers far more than the Hippie Boomers. I climb out even further on a limb when I say that later born Boomer women absorbed the majority of the shock waves from the impact of these changes.

A great place to view the extent of the type of change of which I speak is in the world of popular music. Rock splintered into so many genres, by the early '70s that I find I must use the generic term "rock" for contemporary music in general in this article, although it might rankle folks who know the difference between adult contemporary, pop, folk, rock, soft rock, country rock, ad infinitum. I firmly believe that the marketing of distinctions between musicians vary far more than the orientations of the artists themselves. But then there are two type of people in the world, lumpers and splitters, I'm a lumper. I prefer to see commonality not difference, and I'll be dog gone dogged if I can figure out the difference between most contemporary pop and folk singers other than the circuit they play and tour.

Anyway, moving on, I will not belabor the old, now well established, argument that Rock 'N Roll is a sexist industry. That isn't news to anyone. But when you think of the world of contemporary rock, across the board and across genres, you will find that many, many of the women whose names come up are later born Baby Boomers: So how did these women manage to survive a sexist industry and claim a niche for themselves? What niche? Well, it is a niche, but it isn't a named one. I mean the niche is filled with women, and why would you want to bother naming something like that? (I'm being sarcastic here!) I'm talking about the Indigo Girls, Mary Chapin Carpenter, Tracy Chapman, Shawn Colvin, Joan Osborne, Carrie Newcomer, Joan Jett, Melissa Etheridge, KD Lang, Natalie Merchant, Sheryl Crow, and Kate Bush. What these women do could not have been done in the 60s. They are filling a niche they created themselves. In essence these are the ladies of rock who took advantage (long, slow, steady advantage) of a juvenile system that was the mid-20th century music industry, and created the land of women's rock. I think you have to go back to early jazz and blues singers to really find the breadth and depth of women in music that late booming women display. Info at the end of this article will help you keep current with these booming women of rock, pop, and a few more celtic and country folks too. (Another of my articles "Systems theory, semiotics, and deconstructing post-modernist bull" will get you up to speed on the systemic elements of social change.) But let's continue to look at a smattering of what makes these ladies so special before you go flittering off to their sites.

Of course some great amount of gratitude goes to the Grandmothers, Mothers, and Aunties of Rock who are leading edge Boomers or even a bit older. We daughters and sisters should lay alms at their feet, even as our brothers and husbands hurl themselves prostrate and drooling at their feet them hoping for a kind word or smile. (Yes, there are male groupies…ask any male Boomer about Stevie Nicks if you don't believe me… and watch his eyes glaze over, but it is a different sort of scene.)

Who would these grandmothers be? Bonnie Rait, who personifies tough and whom I often see playing a benefit concert in Sedona that has also hosted Shawn Colvin and Mary Chapin carpenter and Trisha Yearwood. These strong women of rock stick together, huh? Joan Armatrading has to be mentioned, even though she is pretty hoity toity with the Queen now, but she certainly taught more than a few late booming women how to lay it on the line lyrically. And we cannot forget Patti Smith and Chrissie Hynde, lest the gods of rock strike us dead. I am enchanted with a writer friend's description of Patti in concert in Ljubljana a few months back, "At times she broke the frenzied rock anthem pace by donning a pair of half-glasses and reading from one of her books, one of her poems or one of William Blake's, aging in an instant into a rude bohemian grandma, then shucking the props and transforming back into the ageless rock-poet avatar in blue jeans." Geesh, such poetry! I wanna grow up to be a rude bohemian grandma… I wanna never compromise the essential core... at least half of late boomer women do, I'm sure. But there are multiple styles of expression and there are some of us who at times still like to listen to (or perform) songs about love and lacy thoughts and owe a great deal to Stevie Nicks for showing us all that you can keep your identity and autonomy while being one of the most well recognized sex symbols of an era. Then there are Linda Rondstat and Joni Mitchell who showed us that you can be successful but that it is more important, ultimately, to do your own thing whether it be jazz or mariachi.
Of course there are a few who defy such dichotomous classifications as grandmothers or aunties… and as any scholar knows one should always be suspicious of dichotomies… such as Laurie Anderson who is definitely to be grouped agewise with the aforementioned women but who made performance art and spiky haircuts almost mainstream with many of her younger compatriots. And Debbie Harry defies classification too… does anyone still appreciate the crossover quality of Rapture (not to mention playbunny to new waver)? And what of Annie Lennox and Pat Benatar .who almost qualify for late boomer status, but not quite as they were born early mid 50s? I do understand that hard and fast classification is impossible. We're talking trends here, okay?
It's not that the late booming women born from the mid-50s and to the mid-60s can lay claim to any radical creation, although the women of punk, along with the rest of the punk scene, certainly tried, but they can lay claim to riding out a storm with a determined patience that really shows how much stamina women have. Like any group of cast-a-ways, they had to individually ride out waves that started continents and lifetimes away. We all do. Nothing is without antecedent. But these women certainly represent, and in many ways typify, how many boomer women have met and dealt with the struggles, obstacles, and confrontations encountered at the edge of this rapidly expanding system or landscape. Big labels just don't promote women through time. Well hyped, hyper-funded one hit wonders come and go, as do teen voices behind the implants, navels, and bootay that record execs so love, while incredible performers and lyric spinners like Natalie Merchant are push to the side or back burner. Check out her "official" website and compare it to the one listed below, if you don't believe me. These officious sites never capture the essense of the woman they represent. But these women are not giving up. They continue to play their hearts out into their 30s and 40s whether they've made it big or not… and in many instances making it big doesn't translate to making big money.
I like to mentally place people into the same three types of groups as cell cultures I've heard about (okay, I went through a nerd phase and hung out with some scientist types): cells that stay at home right where they were formed, cells that venture out to new territories and then migrate back with news of outside conditions, and colonists that venture out never to return as they start their own colonies. Later born boomer women musicians were freer to be reporters or colonists. While their older sisters were often restrained or simply barred from the vessels that set sail for the distant newly discovered lands rumored to be populated with such with such wild and mythical beasts as rock and roll, psychoactive drugs, reliable contraception, instantaneous world wide communication and strange and wonderful new technologies -- the younger sisters simply built their own boats and set sail to explore these mythic lands in their own way, at their own pace, christened with their own names, and their own music. 

One interesting thing is that a segregation of sorts occurred, probably driven by women and not in an accidental fashion. Many female musicians were found to be "doing it for themselves" or with a single male partner -- the "it" in this instance being music, keep it clean here, okay? -- in order to do what they wanted, liked and needed to do when the opportunities for women in the rock world consisted at best of being primarily singers, occasionally songwriters (probably uncredited), and rarely instrument playing musicians, but always eye candy and regarded with little more respect than groupies. So small labels and independent record (remember that word?) pressings were viewed not as a stepping stone to a big label, but as an end in itself… getting the music out there to people who care. The true counter cultural practice of doing it anyway and outside the system survived in the musical world and was fed to a large degree by women's efforts. Women are used to working outside the male system and accomplishing much, that's how the majority of children are raised and impossibly small budgets stretched to feed and clothe families. When women are passionate, anything is possible.

This is merely a cursory view of boomer women and music that hardly scratches the surface of all the things women musicians were doing between the 70s and now. Look at the world of celtic music which is rife with women artists upon whom Enya's success is interlaced. Enya is a late boomer by the way. Trisha Yearwood is a new country late boomer, but she like many contemporary country performers have some pretty deep roots in rock.
So if you haven't taken a little trip to your local independent music store lately to peruse indy performers , shame on you. Go do it right now. There are incredible performers out there; all of the ones mentioned herein can be found at major music outlets - but that wasn't always the case in these women's muscial past. There are a wealth of great women bringing women's thoughts and women's views to us musically that are on small indy labels. Get out there and support your thinking, feeling, vibrant singing sisters (or mothers, or daughters...) and thank them for keeping non-homogenized, inspirational music alive!

Melissa Etheridge
Born: 29 May 1961
Leavenworth, Kansas
Read her autobiography.
Joan Osborne

Born: 8 July 1962
Check out her magazine! Oprah it ain't, thank heavens.

Tracy Chapman
Born: March 1964
Okay, so she has a major label behind her. Don't begrudge her that okay. She's from Ohio and studied anthropology - so she's okay in my book - the girl has done all right for herself.

Carrie Newcomer
Born: 25 May 1959
Indiana
Carrie believes we late boomers live in an age of possibility - an "indy" performer if there ever was one. Check out audio of I Heard an Owl - written and recorded only 2 days after the Sept. 11th tragedy.
Mary Chapin Carpenter
21 February 1958
For a while you can check out a video of her at PBS's Austin City Limits site. Her appearance on ACL is scheduled to appear on Nov. 3, 2001.
Suzanne Vega
11 July 1959
California
She's no "Marlena on the Wall> any longer, in fact she's on tour with her 2001 release of "Red and Gray."
Indigo Girls
aka Emily and Amy
Emily Ann Saliers
22 July 1963,
New Haven, Connecticut, USA

Amy Elizabeth Ray
12 April 1964,
Decatur, Georgia, USA
They have this Verde Valley School Benefit connection too... what gives?
Shawn Colvin
10 January 1956,
South Dakota, USA.
Credits Jackson Browne (deja vu all over again) with "discovery" of her recorded music. Didja know that both she and Annie Lennox are featured on the soundtrack of the movie "Serendipity?"

Kate Bush (Catherine Bush)
30 July 1958
Bexleyheath, Bexley, London, England, UK
What other late booming woman has a holiday named after her?

Enya
Eithne Ní Bhraonáin
17 May 1961,
Gaoth Dobhair, Donegal, Ireland
It is NOT muzak!
K D Lang (Kathryn Dawn)
2 November 1961
Consort, Alberta, Canada
Did you know she hosts ROADIE CHEFS II on the Food Network?
Joan Jett aka Joan Marie Larkin
22 September 1960
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Do check out her site for a view of patriotic punk!

Sheryl Crow
11 February 1962,
Kennett, Missouri
Tried the traditional route of playing with and for guys as a backup singer for artists such as George Harrison, Joe Cocker, Stevie Wonder and Rod Stewart but no one" knew who she was" until she "broke through" in the 90s. Gotta appreciate her stamina! She's on Stevie Nicks' new single, too,ya know?

Natalie Anne Merchant
Born at 10/26/63 in Jamestown, N.Y.
See Natalie's "Nowhere Man" September 14, 2001 performance on TNT's "Come Together" Benefit and John LennonTribute.

Trisha Yearwood (Patricia Lynn)
19 September 1964
Monticello, Georgia, USA
And she also has played at the benefit concert for Native American scholarships, guess where? Yep. Verde Valley. Those late booming women musician threads running deeper than "rock" or "country" classification.