In honor of the late Gang Starr emcee, who passed this week after a lengthy cancer battle, we have collected clips of some of his greatest rhymes.
“I come with mad love and plus the illest warlike tactics
The wilderness is filled with this; so many people
searching for false lift, I’m here with the skills you’ve missed
The rejected stone is now the cornerstone
Sort of like the master builder when I make my way home
You know my steez…”
—Gang Starr “You Know My Steez”
After decades of special editions and CGI prequels, the good folks over at Star Wars: Uncut had a solution to all that. They uploaded the entire movie in 15-second clips, and any aspiring film maker could claim that clip and produce a lo-fi version of that scene. The site will then compile the clips and recreate the movie in it’s entirety. It should be kind of amazing. Check out the preview below.
Amanda Palmer of the Dresden Dolls and Jason Webley have teamed up for the high concept, vaudevillian project Evelyn Evelyn, touted as the “world’s first and only conjoined-twin singer-songwriter duo”. The music evokes another time and place, perhaps some warped cabaret or a children’s musical theatre in Weimar Germany. Webley has described the music as sounding “like something the Andrews Sisters might have recorded if they had grown up in the circus listening to new wave music.” I couldn’t have said it better.
On their new video for “Elephant Elephant”, which we proudly premiere today, that vaudeville circus element is omnipresent, channeled through a bit of Sound of Music-esque “Lonely Goatherd” style puppet theatre.
As an added bonus, check out the MP3 for the new tune “My Space” below.
Video by: Jason Webley / Produced by Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley
Jennifer Davis will be appearing on WNYC’s Soundcheck program today at 2.00pm EST alongside the legendary Specials discussing the history of ska. Last year she penned “The Ska Will Go On” for PopMatters where she claimed, “ska never died… it merely sank back underground to the grimy clubs from whence it sprang, while the genre’s biggest stars took time to rest, regroup, and strategize their comebacks.”
Here’s the description of the planned Soundcheck program: “Ska started as a politically volatile offshoot of reggae in the 1960s. It returned in the Thatcher-era England of the late ‘70s and early ‘80s with seminal bands like the Specials and the English Beat. And it has resurfaced in the songs of groups like the Mighty Mighty Bosstones. Now, as the Specials and the English Beat embark on major tours of the U.S., we look at the roots of the genre and find out where it’s traveled. Our guests include two original members of the Specials and Jennifer Davis, a journalist who covered the history of ska for PopMatters.com.”
The trailer for Big Tits Zombie (Kyonyu Dragon)—done all grainy and presented by Snobbish International Pictures, no less—is a testament to what irony has done to popular culture. Director Takao Nakano is quite content to straddle the line between genius and insanity, and while he might envy genius, I feel insanity is more his cup of tea.
Look, the concept is simple and one would say, blissfully so. What could an audience want more than zombies and tits? If this was made in the ‘80s, it would be considered the High Temple of Camp—no less than four out of ten hipsters would be carrying an official “20 Year Anniversary Tote Bag”. It has everything that the West has come to expect from “Weird Japan”: nonsensical plots, batshit insanity, gratuitous nudity, cannibalism? Check and CHECK.
But there has to be so much more. The Japanese culture so adored/reviled in the West is not Japanese culture. The truth lies somewhere between the Zen-and-Geisha-and-Tea-Ceremony ideal, and the Anime-and-Neon-and-Schoolgirl-Fetish debasement. And so when a young, irreverent filmmaker makes such a film, a foreign audience might be baffled where a Japanese audience might detect all those digs and jibes at them thar gaijin.
Japanese culture has been expropriated to various ends in the West since at least the rage of Japonisme made Western European artists swoon in fanning adoration. Director Takao Nakano is merely aping that trend. If the likes of Quentin Tarantino can make an homage to old Japanese films based on Western perceptions of Japanese culture, then why can’t contemporary directors make an homage out of that? The hilarious/ridiculous/brilliant Sukiyaki Django did a quite wonderful job a few years back.
And now, we have Big Tits Zombie. It clearly is a joke. The badly narrated English, the misspelled adult model names (Sola? oh, haha, Japanese people can’t pronounce the letter ‘r’), nyotai mori, samurais-geishas-MountFuji-oh my!
There has been a recent-ish trend (of sorts) in Japanese cinema that has been mocking Japanese pop culture. Few other cultures have had the reset button pressed on their national ideas like Japan in the post-World War II period. Films like parody Everything Other than Japan Sinks, Machine Girl, and Big Man Japan can’t be taken at face value: there’s so much misinterpreted baggage left to decipher. You could nearly say, ha ha, that it has been Lost in Translation. Instead, films like this that mock and sneer at the Japanese self should be viewed as one of the pre-eminent forms of national self-mockery—and not as, say, confirmations of those “Japan Is Weird” boo-boys.