I miss Kurt Cobain just a little less knowing Green was his fave R.E.M album. What, never heard Fables, dead guy? #opinionated. Other than that and the bizarre selection of “Combat Rock” to represent The Clash (I guess he is a hits guy after all), there’s some good shit on this list: Kurt Cobain’s Top 50 Album List via Laughing Squid. Tho again on Bowie, I differ strongly: MWSTW? Really? Ziggy or Hunky Dory should probably win—though my tastes run more to Low or Lodger, personally. At least he didn’t say “Let’s Dance”.
FWIW, for R.E.M.’s best I’m willing to discuss anything from “Life’s Rich Pageant” back, maybe even “Document”. But as Pitchfork says from here on they were on their way to “making their own brand of arena rock”. And that “product” is inherently less important, IMNSHO.
Keep in mind I grew up in the south and heard these guys and the larger scene that Mitch Easter & Don Dixon were producing in a bit of detail fairly early on. Also I’m a card-carrying ex-College Radio MD, so, yeah, opinionated.
Sorry to get all High Fidelity on you there for a sec. If it turned you on, check out my Can Haz DJ stuff. If not, I welcome you back to arts n’ internets n’ stuff.
Pussy Riot was convicted of hooliganism in Russia today. They have been sentenced to two years in prison. Here’s a selection of Maria Alyokhina’s closing statement, in which she discusses poetry (via n+1):
I would like to point out that very similar methods were used during the trial of the poet [Joseph] Brodsky. His poems were defined as “so-called” poems; the witnesses for the prosecution hadn’t actually read them—just as a number of the witnesses in our case didn’t see the performance itself and only watched the clip online. Our apologies, it seems, are also being defined by the collective prosecuting body as “so-called” apologies. Even though this is offensive. And I am overwhelmed with moral injury and psychological trauma. Because our apologies were sincere. I am sorry that so many words have been uttered and you all still haven’t understood this. Or it is calculated deviousness when you talk about our apologies as insincere. I don’t know what you still need to hear from us. But for me this trial is a “so-called” trial. And I am not afraid of you. I am not afraid of falsehood and fictitiousness, of sloppily disguised deception, in the verdict of the so-called court.
My feet aren’t really together all that well, but still. This is a tattoo that I have wanted since I was about 13. I’ve loved the Misfits for as long as I can remember, and I used to get made fun of for dressing weird and listening to loud music. I had these Draven slip ons that looked just like this tattoo, only they glowed. I’m now 19 years old, and I still wear these shoes from 6th grade, with holes in the soles and tears in the fabric. I think those shoes represent my personality, and so does this tattoo. Inked my Michael Hopkins, Revenge Tattoo, Gloversville NY (still have to go back for my touch up).