Month: May 2020 (Page 2 of 2)

Reader’s Notebook, 5/11/20

Point B – Drew Magary
God damnit, Magary has done it again!

(I feel like he would like that opening line.)

If you can’t immediately place the name, Magary is the all-around excellent writer responsible for things like his annual take down of the Williams Sonoma Christmas catalog, the best mailbag on the internet (once on Deadspin now on Vice), his weekly NFL columns, his political/culture/food writings on various outlets, and his long form profiles for GQ. Also for two novels, a collection of short stories, and a book about fatherhood before this novel. Oh, and a fine Twitter follow as well. Once upon a time I thought Bill Simmons was the writer I wanted to be. Now I think Magary is closer to that ideal than Simmons.

I really enjoyed his previous novel, The Hike, so was expecting good things from this. As with The Hike, it took awhile for my brain to adjust from his goofy columns to a more serious novel. And in this case, the fact his main character is a teenage lesbian had me on extra edge. Magary is a Bernie liberal, seems enlightened about gender roles, but he also shares a lot of dick jokes, so there was the potential for this to go off the rails.

It didn’t.

The book is set in 2030–31, in a time where the company PortSys has largely taken over the world thanks to their invention of easy, personal teleportation. Whip out your phone, select a destination, and poof, you are instantly transported there. The company takes credit for eliminating traffic, solving many pollution issues, breaking down barriers between countries, and generally making life better for everyone. The catch is the company also has far too much power thanks to their hold over governments and political leaders.

Anna Huff is a 17-year-old junior just admitted to the prestigious Druskin Academy in New England. She comes from extremely humble means – her single mother teleports around the world to work multiple dishwashing jobs – and her older sister died under mysterious circumstances a year earlier. Her roommate, Lara, is the daughter of PortSys’s CEO, and Anna immediately falls in love with her. Their budding romance is stopped quickly when Lara is yanked out of the school by her mother for unknown reasons.

Anna then falls in with a group of misfits who make finding a way out of the school their main goal. Through some ingenuity the find a way to get around the school’s “Port Wall,” which prevents teleportation from inside the school’s grounds. Soon Anna and her pals are on a mission to find the truth behind PortSys. As a side quest Anna seeks Lara, hoping to tell her how she feels.

The story has a slow wind up and at a few points it feels like Magary could easily lose the plot. But he pulls it together for a very entertaining, compelling, and thoughtful second half. Anna and her friends expose the evil behind PortSys and she finds love with Lara. Magary does a really nice job with their relationship: a guy writing about teenage lesbians has a lot of potential to go horribly wrong. He avoids all that and turns it into a sweet story free of any icky Cinemax overtones.

Magary self-published the book and I bought the early Kindle version. For all his resources, the book does show how self-publishing can cause problems. There are a lot of small typos. There are some formatting issues (but these are often present in Kindle books so they could be an issue of platform rather than creator). These are just minor annoyances, but you wonder if he had a big publisher behind them if they would have been cleaned up. I was fine filling in the occasional word or correction knowing he was making a little more money on the sale than he would have with a publisher as middleman.


Severance – Ling Ma
This book came with both high praise and many warnings. The praise intrigued me. The warnings caused me to wait to read it.

Published in 2018, it is centered on an unsettling premise: a new, unknown disease that began in China has spread and wiped out much of the world’s population. Some folks suggested now may not be the time to read the book.

I found that angle to be less unsettling than those people made it seem to be. While a decent chunk of the book is about the period as the world is shutting down and immediately after, more of the book is about the main character’s life before the pandemic hit.

She is Candace Chen, a millennial who has fallen into a lucrative if unsatisfying job for a publisher in New York supervising the printing of special editions of the Bible by subcontractors in China. She has strange, often unhealthy relationships with men. She struggles to reconcile her life with the path of her parents, who brought her to the US from China when she was six. She struggles to make sense of her background and how different she is from the workers she meets when she tours the publishing plants in China.

Candace is a survivor. While New York slowly falls apart around her, she remains healthy and thrives. She is also pregnant, and holes up in her Manhattan office as long as she can. Eventually she flees, though, driving a taxi as far as it can get her from the city. When the taxi runs out of fuel, she joins a group of survivors who are traveling west to Chicago, where a member of the group claims he has a facility set up where they can find food and shelter and begin new lives. Their leader is abusive and controlling, and eventually Candace has to flee, striking out to make a new life for her and her child on her own.

The pandemic is really a secondary factor in the story. What is bigger is Candace’s search for identity, for an organizing principle that can give her direction as she moves into her 30s. Her pregnancy is obviously one element of that. Another is the fact she is alive. I don’t often write down quotes or highlight books when I’m reading them. But this line struck me as central to the book and to Candace’s search: “Because a second chance means that you have to try harder.”

Candace cruised through her pre-pandemic life, falling into a good job that didn’t require much effort. While she is happy to be alive and of impending motherhood, those gifts come with the reality of having to put more work into whatever her new life brings. Ling Ma leaves the reader confident that Candace is ready for that challenge.


Lost Children Archive – Valeria Luiselli
This was a deeply moving book that may be aimed at a slightly different reader than me.

A husband and wife with one child each from a previous relationship jump in a car and begin a slow drive from New York to the American Southwest. The husband (no names are ever given for the four) wants to make a documentary about the final days of the Apaches. The wife has become obsessed with the “lost children” of Central America, the unaccompanied minors who attempt to make their way into the US and are either held in detention camps or wander the deserts without guides attempting to survive. She wants to spend time near the border documenting the lives of these children.

Over the course of their drive the couple realizes that their goals are not compatible, and their marriage may be in its final days. The first half of the book is told from the wife’s perspective, as she shares their methodical progress along America’s highway, which includes many stops to investigate interesting locations. She does her best to keep her five-year-old daughter and ten-year-old stepson occupied as her husband drives.

When the family arrives in New Mexico, the perspective flips to the boy, who sensing that his family is breaking apart, hatches a plan to bring them together again. He and his stepsister sneak away from their cabin early one morning, hoping to find two sisters they have heard the wife talking about who have disappeared near the border. By saving the girls, he believes they can save their parents’ marriage, too.

It is an often compelling story that has some truly harrowing moments, both in describing how unattended minors travel from Central America to the US border and in how the step-siblings survive on their own desert journey. Immigration is a much tougher issue than the black-and-white, this-or-that binary subject our political leaders have turned it into. This book makes you think about the issue beyond those frames.

But Luiselli also writes in a non-traditional manner. I skimmed a couple reviews and a theme that jumped out was that she was deconstructing the traditional novel. That isn’t to say it is difficult to read. It’s just that it isn’t a standard read from A-to-Z book. There are probably metaphors in her structure to the state of the world that younger, more artsy people can really get jazzed about. I didn’t necessarily love those elements. Plus I read it on my Kindle, and I think this book would come across better in traditional form, as some visual elements just don’t translate to the screen well.

Friday Playlist

Happy Friday, y’all.

It’s a WordPress/Spotify Fuck Up Week so here’s a link to the playlist.

“Melancholy, MA” – The Sheila Divine
I just discovered this week that TSD, a band I loved almost 20 years ago, put out a new album last year. I listened to it and was impressed with the first 4–5 songs before it lost steam and meandered to the end. Those good songs don’t match their classic ones, but they’re good enough to throw into the rotation for awhile.

“Time (You and I)” – Khruangbin
We could all use a little more funk in our lives these days.

“Smoke” – Jess Williamson
More overtly country than the first two singles from her up-coming album (out next week), but this is country I can get down with.

“Videostores” – Quivers
The Australian takeover of my music continues. Although this group sounds more like a late ’90s act along the lines of Primitive Radio Gods than your standard, Aussie jangle pop.

“Next Year” – Foo Fighters
It might be a little early, but I think a lot of us are looking forward to 2021 and hoping for better things. Like maybe the show for which this was the theme, Ed, will finally show up on a streaming service.

“Images” – Maggie Koerner
I discovered her on the New Orleans season of No Laying Up’s Strapped series last year. I was just re-watching that last week and thought I’d look her up. Turns out she just released this new song, which is awfully damn good. Excellent timing!

Breaking Packs

It is so sad what has happened to Sports Illustrated over the past decade. SI was required reading for people my age who were into sports for most of our young lives. When I was a kid, Thursdays were the best day of the year because that’s when the new issue of SI would usually land in the mailbox. The magazine was full of great game stories, features on the most interesting athletes in the world, and usually one long-form piece that you would want to read again as soon as you finished it.

The slow death of print media that began in the late ‘00s was devastating to SI. They lost great writers to other platforms. The copies got thinner every few months. They tried to do the internet thing, without much success. They did the proverbial “Pivot to Video” and that didn’t work. I gave up and dropped my subscription sometime in the early ‘10s.

Recently they were bought out by a notorious firm that is known for ripping up old media entities to squeeze as many dollars out of their husks as possible before they cast them aside. My last friend who I know still had a subscription just let his run out.

I came across this article last weekend. It’s good to see SI can still do some cool stuff.

How the Internet Created a Sports-Card Boom—and Why the Pandemic Is Fueling It

I do not get the concept of “breaking” in the baseball card world. But I think it is cool that it is getting people interested in cards again. I have a big plastic tote filled with my old cards in our basement. Maybe Breaking will make them worth something again.

Reaching for the Stars, Vol. 42

Chart Week: April 23, 1983
Song: “One On One” – Daryl Hall & John Oates
Chart Position: #7, 13th week on the chart. Peaked at #7 for three weeks.

Sometimes I come across anecdotes on AT40 that make me giddy.

For example, I first heard this episode a few years back while in the car one Sunday morning. I heard the story I’m about to share and started hooting in excitement. I believe I got wherever I was going – grocery store, donut shop, soccer game? – and immediately tapped out a reminder to share the story with a couple brothers in music as soon as I had the chance.

I’m glad I heard it again so that I can share it with you all.

Casey began the story by pointing out that hitting #1 was a big deal, even for established stars. Some celebrated with shopping sprees, new cars, or big parties for friends and families.

Daryl Hall and John Oates had a different experience.

In 1982 they learned their song “I Can’t Go For That (No Can Do)” hit number one – their fourth #1 single – while on tour in Kansas City. After their show they decided to celebrate at a “very popular barbecue ribs place,” taking a limo from Kemper Arena (I presume) to the restaurant. After filling their bellies with delectable smoked meats and exiting with doggie bags of leftovers, they stood outside the restaurant and waited for their limo. And waited, and waited, and waited. It never returned. It being late night in Kansas City in 1982, there were no cabs to hail.

John Oates picks up the story:
“We’re standing there in front of this barbecue ribs place and finally decided to walk back to our hotel. And then a guy drives by in his pickup and says ‘Hey, you guys need a lift?’ There we were with a #1 record, riding back to our hotel on the flatbed of a pickup trick.”

That is an A+ fucking story, Casey! It hit a lot of spots for me and several of my brothers in music. I just wish I knew what KC barbecue place they went to. And I wonder if a place stayed open late for them, because surely as a headlining act on an arena tour, they were performing deep into the night.

It’s shit like this that I still listen to radio shows that are nearly 40 years old.


“One on One” peaked at #7 for three straight weeks. One spot below them was Journey’s “Separate Ways (Worlds Apart).” Three weeks in one spot was nothing to Steve Perry and the boys. “Separate Ways” spent six straight weeks at #8, which is kind of incredible.

Bonus: Might as well share the song the story was about, too.

Covid Chronicles, 5/5

It feels typical for this stage in life here on earth that anytime there is good news, it is heavily balanced by awful news.

The worst, early hot spots are all calming down. Italy and Spain are taking steps to return to normal. The New York City/State area are trending in a positive direction. Across the US, many restrictions are being relaxed.

All that is countered by the brutal reality that we are likely moving back toward normal too early and too quickly. There is also heavy evidence that Covid–19 is just beginning to attack the more rural parts of the US, where healthcare is much more difficult to come by and, theoretically, its impact could be much worse without a medical support system to aid those who fall ill.

And then there are the numbers. You can choose to follow the model you want to, but they are all changing. And even for those of us who understood that this wasn’t a six-week event, who listened when physicians and epidemiologists and other experts warned of second and third waves, getting a whiff of normalcy only to be battered by the reality that the worst is likely still to come was a tough way to begin the week.

The thing that continues to hearten me is that a majority of Americans seem focused on doing all they can to protect themselves and their families. Most people think localities that are opening are moving too quickly, most Americans are reluctant to jump back into eating in restaurants, shopping in malls, attending sporting events, and doing other things that require us to squeeze many people into confined spaces.

Of course, there is a vocal minority of people who feel the opposite. I’m honestly not sure what to think about the groups who have protested in various capitals over the past week or so. I think some of these people are motivated solely by partisan politics, seeking to make noise in order to support the president and to disparage those who oppose him. I think you could throw out any Trump-approved issue, or subject that they viewed his opponents as using to weaken him, and they would show up with their signs and flags and assault weapons, claiming their freedoms are being threatened. The fact they are arguing against preventing the spread of a deadly virus just makes them look dumber than they normally look.

These people are easy to dismiss as nut jobs.

At the same time, I think there are genuine concerns within these groups that go beyond who holds what office. Moments of heavy government action are also moments that require a vocal opposition. This was true in the Vietnam era. It’s true today.

However, that message is undermined when they, or members of their flock, call Covid a hoax, start resorting to blame rather than seeking solutions, and seem more interested in grinding government to a halt than adjusting the government’s efforts to assist more toward their desired path.

People can be afraid of government overreach. They can be concerned about their businesses being destroyed because of shut down orders. They can feel that their voices are not being heard. They can present all of these grievances peacefully.

Showing up in large groups without masks, calling people childish names, while toting guns around and acting like those aren’t a threat of direct violence on elected officials needlessly complicates their arguments, turning them into emotional shouting matches instead of moments for true political discourse.


Restrictions began relaxing a bit here over the weekend. Indianapolis remains locked down for at least another week, as Marion County in the hardest hit in the state. We did allow M to visit a friend for a few hours Saturday. Then we went to our old neighbors’ for a fire pit that evening. Afterward I realized while the parents were being pretty good about social distancing, the kids were acting like kids: sitting near each other, throwing balls around, sharing phones, etc. After six weeks I think all the parents thought that the kids needed a release. I don’t think any of us were interested in being hyper vigilant about their distancing efforts. Sunday, though, I was re-thinking the entire thing.

I guess I’m likely not alone in that, and many of us will be going through those same mental battles for months ahead. We need to get out of the house, to see people, to do things in order to remain sane. But it is tough to know where the lines are and how rigidly we need to be aware of them. If two families haven’t left the house is six weeks, are we all safe? What about when another kid shows up and we have no idea how strictly her family has been locked down?


Along those lines I was part of a text thread last week that included several parents in C’s class, wondering what everyone’s thoughts were about getting kids together once shelter in place was lifted. The thread began on S’s first day back in the office, and since we had not had this discussion yet, I didn’t chime in until the evening. Throughout the day there were no other responses, either. Once I did share our opinion, mentioning that I had waited to talk it over with S, the rest of the group suddenly came alive. I had to laugh at how everyone was waiting to hear what the doctor said before they said anything. Or at least it appeared that way.


C’s class had an assignment a couple weeks back to send a letter to a classmate. She sent one off and received a couple. M quickly jumped on the idea and sent a whole stack of letters out. She sent so many I had to brave the post office to buy more stamps. She’s received a few back in the mail, had a couple dropped off at the front door.

I thought it was a pretty sweet little moment, as kids these days – kids these days! – don’t really use the postal service for communicating with friends very much.


Two weeks ago I went to exchange our backup propane tank for a full one. I went three places and each was out of new tanks. I did some quick searching online and found that there appears to be sporadic propane shortages. As soon as I got home I ordered a Weber charcoal grill.

It arrived last Monday and I’ve used it twice. I don’t think I’ve used a charcoal grill since college. I have some work to do to get my technique locked in. Despite using a chimney starter I don’t feel like I’m getting my coals hot enough. But I’m enjoying the experimentation. And the added flavor that comes with cooking on charcoal rather than gas.


Finally, after I took my shower this morning and came downstairs, L told me someone had been knocking at the door and standing there for several minutes while I was upstairs. I checked our security camera’s history and saw a young guy did come to the door, knock twice and wait before leaving. He had a logo-ed hat on and was holding an iPad, so I assume he was selling something. Exterminator services love to hit our neighborhood for some reason, so that would be my guess.

My first thought was that it was kind of strange to be knocking on stranger’s doors trying to push a product or service in the age of Covid. But what was really strange was that homeboy was not wearing a mask. I get how it would be creepy to walk up to someone’s door unsolicited with your face covered. But how on earth can you expect a stranger to open the door for you with your face uncovered? He didn’t have a mask pulled up over his hat or slung beneath his chin that could have easily been pulled over his face when the door was answered. Nor did he have one in his hand.

If I had been downstairs I most likely would have ignored him anyway. The lack of mask reduced that chance to zero.

What I’m Watching: April

A full month of being locked in had the expected effect on what I’ve been watching on TV: I consumed a shit-load of content! I thought about breaking this list into multiple entries. Instead I’m going to put on my editing hat and pare these down as much as I can. I will put the items I write most about at top, and share progressively less as we move through the list. They are also divided into three categories: TV shows/movies aimed at adults, web shorts, and kid shows (or at least shows we watched with the kids).


Part One: Grown Up Shit

Better Call Saul, season five
This season did not disappoint. To me it was a little more slow burn than recent seasons, but the final three episodes really ratcheted things up. The last two episodes were especially brilliant. Hell, the final 5:00 of episode nine, “Bad Choice Road,” were as good as any five minutes on any show ever. The confrontation between cartel boss Lalo Salamanca and Jimmy “Saul Goodman” McGill and Kim Wexler was utterly amazing. I don’t recall ever doing this before, but as soon as it was over I rewound and watched it again. Rhea Seehorn is the breakout actor of BCS, and her utter evisceration of Tony Dalton’s Salamanca was as savage as any scene of graphic violence that Saul or Breaking Bad has ever offered. It is a travesty that Seehorn has not been nominated for an Emmy. If it doesn’t happen this year I will demand a congressional investigation.

‘Kim Faces Off Against Lalo’ Talked About Scene Ep. 509 | Better Call Saul – YouTube

The final episode had me constantly on edge, as Wexler revealed a totally unexpected side of herself, Salamanca avoided an assassination attempt, and McGill/Goodman showed rare restraint, lack of confidence, and even vulnerability. The episode wonderfully sets up what should be an amazing final season.

Better Call Saul is the best show on TV right now, period. It is approaching the heights set by its predecessor. If Vince Gilligan and Peter Gould can nail season six, BCS will enter the pantheon as one of the great shows of all time.

A


Hunters
An Amazon Prime series with immense potential that came up short.

Al Pacino leads a ragtag team of people hunting Nazis in 1977 New York. Not just your standard Nazis who fled Europe in the 1940s and blended into American, either. In this show there is a whole secret society of Nazis who are poised to use chemical warfare to take over the US.

Sounds promising, and there were some excellent moments throughout the show’s 10 episodes.

However, the show couldn’t decide what it wanted to be. It pulled in elements from comics and super hero flicks, but in random moments rather than as a core part of the show. There were a lot of strange structural elements. The show wildly zigged and zagged between exceptionally dark moments (depictions of life in Nazi concentration camps, moments of extreme violence in 1977) with moments that were supposed to be cartoony and funny. And there were some serious issues about time and space, with people somehow driving between the Deep South or California and New York in a matter of hours.

The final episode tries to make up for some of these flaws with two massive twists. One of those twists was pretty wild and successful. My jaw hit the floor. The other felt forced and manipulative, designed purely to set up a season two. I rolled my eyes at that moment.

There were some great performances. Pacino was Full Pacino, playing an elderly Holocaust survivor to the max. Dylan Baker was absolutely fantastic as a Nazi hidden within Jimmy Carter’s administration. And Jerrika Hinton was excellent as FBI officer Morris, who must navigate the old boy FBI not only as a black woman but also as a lesbian struggling to forge a relationship while keeping it secret.

Not a waste of time yet disappointing because there was so much promise here.

B-


Tiger King
Well, what to say about this absolute train wreck of a show? I watched this over about 36 hours on Easter weekend, unable to look away. I don’t know that I have any particularly insightful comments. I’m in the camp that pretty much no one who was on screen has any redeeming qualities. By the end I felt some sympathy for Joe Exotic, simply because, as the final episode focused on, he got absolutely hammered while people around him who were just as guilty of the same crimes weren’t prosecuted.

I normally wouldn’t like a show like this. I’m not into reality TV. I don’t like watching white trash, total disasters get their 15 minutes.

But there was something insanely compelling about the show. I think most of that lies with Joe, who was as original a character as has appeared on TV in some time. For all his endless flaws, the dude is certainly interesting.

B+


Reply All podcast, episode 158: The Case of the Missing Hit
I don’t venture outside of my normal podcast rotation very often, especially these days since I seem to be behind on so many. This show got a lot of run so I threw it into the queue.

It’s a pretty fascinating account of a man in California who was haunted by a song from his college years that was stuck in his head yet he could not find anyone else who could identify it. His memories were so strong that he even recorded an acapella version of it – with him singing all the musical parts and lyrics – to try to run it through music identification software and find a match. It produced no results.

Reply All got ahold of the story and used their powers to bring in experts from all over the country to review the song. Rock critics, artists, producers, and DJs. No one could identify the song, though.

Until they caught a lucky break.

I highly recommend listening as both the path to get to a resolution and the
resolution itself are highly compelling. Also, who hasn’t got a song stuck in their head that they can’t place? This show is confirmation that we aren’t all totally crazy.

A+


Fleabag
This is a damn-near perfect show. It is funny as hell, making me laugh to the point of tears several times. There are also scenes that moved me to tears from their poignancy or pain. It has several scenes (and episodes) that are deeply dark and difficult to watch.

The show has depth, addressing all kinds of issues you wouldn’t expect a comedy to cover: gender roles, expectations, and double-standards; dealing with the loss of a parent and your surviving parent finding a new partner; sibling issues; the difficulty in running a small business; religion; substance abuse. But, famously, sex is the big issue that Fleabag is centered on. There is a lot of very frank discussion and representation of sex. Definitely a show you watch after the kids go to bed or with headphones on.

Phoebe Waller-Bridge – it is very hard for me not to call her Phoebe Bridgers – is a genius. I’ve put Killing Eve on my watch list and hope her contributions to the next Bond film salvage it from a difficult production process.

The show is brilliantly written, superbly cast and acted, and wonderfully shot. Like I said, a damn-near perfect show.

A


No Laying Up: Strapped
The humorous, budget travel and golf series the NLU guys put out. Season six was in Southern California, and gorgeously shot. Seriously, it’s crazy what you can do with digital cameras and drones these days. As always, it was a great watch and inspired me to go back and watch the previous five seasons. The beauty of a three-episode season: you can knock it out in an hour.

A


Let’s Go Crazy The Grammy Salute to Prince
Broken down here.

A


Shorts

Voskhod
A 30-minute film about an American hermit who communicates with a Soviet cosmonaut via amateur radio in the early 1960s. There’s a sci-fi element to their communication that is kind of cool. A strange story that I’m not sure worked.

B-


Marcy Learns Something New
Rachael Dratch as a single mom looking for ways to connect with others. The avenue she takes is completely unexpected. And her performance, which is pretty straight, is absolutely fantastic. Warning: This is highly not safe for work.

A-


Bush Pilot: Reflections on a Canadian Myth
You know things are getting weird when you watch a documentary made in 1980 about Canadian bush pilots. I found this fascinating, though. And I loved the photographic elements of it. I’m not taking pictures much these days but have been feeling the urge build.

A


A Mile an Hour – Running a different kind of marathon
Looking for things to do? This guy has the perfect way to spend a day!

B+


Kid(ish) Stuff

Troop Zero
Entertaining and fairly light family friendly flick on Amazon. Most of the characters were quirky, in a fun way, which made for a lot of laughs. One element of the ending seemed awfully forced but it was also brushed over pretty quickly so it wasn’t bothersome.

B


Soul Surfer
M and C watched this a few years back, but I don’t think I watched it with them. L just read the book and didn’t remember watching, so she wanted to take a stab at it and I watched with her. It’s the story of surfer Brittany Hamilton, who lost her arm in a shark attack when she was 14 and recovered to still have a pro surfing career. It’s pretty saccharine and light, but is also a pretty solid family watch. L told me that actress AnnaSophia Robb had never surfed before she got the lead role. I’m sure she had some help, but she was awfully impressive.

B


Despicable Me
Can’t watch this too many times. L and I still laugh a lot each time we watch it.

A


Nacho Libre
There were only two compelling things about this movie. 1) Jack Black. Even in a fatally flawed movie he is good for some laughs. 2) Ana de la Reguera. Despite being dressed as a nun she gets an A+. My browser history likely has some time spent looking at pictures of Ms. De la Reguera. Otherwise this movie was pretty awful.

D


Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
We forced all the girls to watch this, hoping they would enjoy it. None of them seemed to get it at all. Which was a big bummer. “Let my Cameron go!”

A for the parents, no idea how the girls would grade it.


Onward
Your standard quest movie. And it had elements of just about every big quest movie ever wrapped within it. The core story – about searching for connection with a lost relative and, in the process, realizing you had everything you thought you were missing in an unexpected source – was nice. But this did not feel up to Pixar’s normal standards. L disagreed, though. When it was over she immediately said, “Ten out of ten, would recommend!” I asked her if she was sure and she said, “Wait, twelve out of ten!” She’s watched it at least one more time since then.

C+ for me


*Dr. Dolittle *
L and I watched it on my suggestion. We saw it in the Disney+ listings and I said, “Oh, that movie is hilarious! You’ll love it!” L did like it, but about five minutes in I realized I was thinking of The Nutty Professor, a movie which she can most definitely not watch yet. I thought this was kind of crappy.

D


Jane Goodall The Hope
We had to go to school a week ago to pick up a workbook from L’s teacher, and she suggested this to us. It was interesting and pretty good, although it often bordered on the hagiographic. Goodall was kind of a looker when she was young. Who knew?!?

B

Friday Playlist

It’s going to be a beautiful weekend here in Indianapolis. I hope wherever you are the weather will allow you to get outside and enjoy a nice day or three as well. Here is a soundtrack for your weekend activities.

“Sun Baby” – The High Violets
I loved this band in the mid–00s and thought they had disappeared. I was just reading up on them and saw they released a highly regarded album just four years ago. I think digging into that will be my weekend project.

“Backstabbers” – Jesse Malin
Another reliably solid song from Mr. Malin.

“(You Don’t Get To) Do It Again” – Cowboy Junkies
Totally unexpected to find myself loving several tracks on the new Cowboy Junkies album. Pretty much all of their albums have a song or two that I enjoy, some that I love. But I did not expect a band that is known for making slow burn songs to suddenly start rocking. A totally surprising and welcome development!

“Alexandra” – RVG
I just learned of this Aussie band last week, and their new album blew me away. It harkens back to some of the great Australian bands ever. I hear a lot of Hoodoo Gurus in their sound.

“Gentle Soul” – Country Westerns
Not the sound I expected when I saw this band’s name. Automatic for the People-era R.E.M. guitars with a touch of twang, and growly, southern fried vocals. I don’t usually go for that modern, southern rock sound. But in this case I’m digging it a lot.

“March of the Swivel Heads” – The English Beat
We sat the girls down and forced them to watch Ferris Bueller’s Day Off last weekend. More about that later. I felt an obligation to throw this into the playlist. It served as background to the extended scene when Ferris is racing his sister and parents home at the end of the day.

“It’s Only Love” – Bryan Adams with Tina Turner
I’m always fascinated by duets like this. It’s easy to get two established artists together. My people talk to your people and it gets done.

But how do you time a collaboration like this just right? Adams’ 1984 album Reckless made him one of the biggest acts in music, with six monster singles. All six hit the top 15, three hit the top ten, “Heaven” went to #1. Tina Turner, at the same time, was becoming one of the biggest comeback stories in music history, going from forgotten act who was playing small clubs to one of the biggest acts in the biggest year for pop music.

But how did these two get together in 1983, when Adams had experienced some chart success but was nowhere near the star he would become, and no one other than Turner likely had any expectations for where her career was headed? Perhaps because of their experience recording this song, Adams supported Turner on her Private Dancer tour, which allowed them to perform this track together nightly. And made it easy to film this video.

I can’t find any details of how all this came together, but I’m glad it did. This is a freaking jam.

By the way, I’m itching to do a Bryan Adams Reaching for the Stars entry. That guy has had an utterly amazing and under appreciated career. I’ll get to it at some point.

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