This Recording


In Which Monday Links Engage The Enemy On Its Own Soil by alexcarnevale
August 27, 2007, 1:07 pm
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“Hey Nineteen” — Steely Dan (mp3)

If you haven’t seen Big Love‘s season finale, scroll down past the picture of the three wives.

There was so much to love about the end to what can now be definitively called the best show on television. I really don’t want to hear complaining from people who only watched the first season, or worship The Wire like it’s way more than it is. This show has the best writing on television; it makes Six Feet Under look like a high school play. It’s the only show on television to confront the lack of culture that young people today are experiencing, and it is the only show in which moral ambiguity leads to dramatic tension. That is the best kind of dramatic tension.

So it was with the losing of Sarah’s virginity, in a scene that was a long time coming, no pun intended.

Roman’s scenes with Bill were all gold, as was the entire Ana vs. Barb/Margie storyline. The scene in which Barb drags Margie across the street to tell the neighbor why Margene can’t be her surrogate mother is sheer genius from Tripplehorn, who should win an Emmy for this show, and probably would if the Emmys weren’t a complete joke.

This season marked a swing in the house. Nikki is in a state of transition; her harsh words exchanged with Bill over her father gave Chloe a little more room to work, and she’s been great. Bill’s character is stretched a little thin–he is involved in every single storyline on the show after all–and I expect next season they’ll look to give him a crutch outside of the family.

Barb moving to the board of Weber gaming is a neat storyline move, too, although it’s somewhat out of the blue. Sometimes you have to do what’s right for the plot instead of what’s right for the character.

No sign of Bill’s father. I’d expect him to be the main villain of season three, and I’d expect his demise to come shortly thereafter.

Bill, making out with Ana during family dinner=NOT APPROPRIATE.

Sarah’s desire to save Benny, even tailing him in his float, was the saddest part of this episode. Scott tells her, “You can’t save him, you know?” and she agrees, and it’s true, she probably can’t.

On the whole, it nearly beats out Lost‘s magnificent season for best of the year, and we can’t wait to relive it all, unlike Lost. If you are not into this show, get into it. Now.

After all, the point of life is pleasure. Well, either that, or worshiping our Heavenly Father.

Brooke Adams, who we quoted before, has a polygamy blog that is approaching must-read status.

“Get Started, Start a Fire” — Graham Parker (mp3)

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It’s always hardest on the fourth wife.

A marvelous, winning finale says Paul Levinson.

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Many thanks to Andrew Richmond for last night’s tremendous reading at The Creek and the Cave. I read along with the fantabulous Nelly Reifler, author of See Through, the pre-Katrina musings of Jonathan Dixon, and Minju Pak, whose work can be found in the latest Sleepingfish.

It was my first ever trip to Long Island City. It’s a neat place I think; it feels like being in Los Angeles, although I have not ever really been to Los Angeles so ignore what I so recently said about it being like Los Angeles. It definitely wasn’t boring. The Atlantic Monthly needs to come up with a word that describes the feeling of being in a sparsely populated area that you know eventually will be overrun with people. That is the feeling of being in Long Island City. I suggest, gentripooped.

For those of you who came out to see me, you’re destined for an afterlife of amazing heaven-centric gossip (“How dare Eva Braun parade around like that?” “Why is she even here?”) My dearest thank you to those that were able to make it.

New York City welcomes college freshmen. Ah yes, the days before I read Foucault.

For your catchy indie-pop related needs. (Music of the Moment)

Awesome Quentin Tarantino soundtrackery post. (An Aquarium Drunkard)

Eric Shapiro’s latest, Strawberry Man, is just out.

A new Douglas Preston/Lincoln Rhyme book. For those of us who will never get over The Relic, it’s not a moment too soon.

I think we may have found our daemon:

Two zoologists have helped save the world’s “most fearless animal” – which will eat virtually anything – from angry beekeepers.

Keith and Colleen Begg of South Africa found that the beekeepers had been hunting and trapping endangered creatures called honey badgers because the animals were destroying hives while feasting on eggs, larvae and pupae.

The solution? Have the beekeepers raise their hives a mere three feet off the ground, where the badgers can’t reach them.

The Guinness Book of World Records lists the honey badger as the “most fearless animal” because it will eat anything from a scorpion to a python to a young polecat.

The link is here.

The FairTax is the most moronic thing we have ever heard.

Dope trackz from Plastic Operator. (FreeIndie)

The Ms. Teen South Carolina link you have probably seen one million times already.

Tao is acting more insane than usual, which is a feat.

We still are Torn.

Tim Burton’s latest sounds delightful:

TIM Burton has been told to tone down the gore in the screen version of “Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street,” starring Johnny Depp. The suits at Warner Bros. “became a tad squeamish when they viewed grisly footage of blood splashing across the set as Depp slits the throats of his customers,” London’s Daily Mail reports. In another scene that has the studio on edge, a 10-year-old boy feeds human body parts into a meat grinder to make meat pies. The movie, co-starring Helena Bonham Carter and Sacha Baron Cohen, opens in December.

Ethan Hawke’s new movie actually sounds good, despite the fact that he plays his own father. The lead actor looks compelling enough to carry the blah plot. I think I read the book when I was 11, needless to say I was blown away by the sex parts.There is extremely low unemployment out West.

Vogue goes green.

Amy Winehouse gets f’d in the f.

If you want to beat that bastard who’s killing you at facebook scrabble, here’s the unethical way.

Sate those Monday Morning blues here.

FolkRockGirl on Life Skills. We may have to get her to contribute to the follow-up to the Childhood series.

I am sure we are going to be making fun of Republican front-runner Fred Thompson in this space, because like that goofball Reagan he was an actor, although a much less interesting one than the Gipper.

Blogs were really hittin’ it this Sunday with the mixtapes. Palms Out Sunday focused on remixes.

“Hot Child in the City” — Bay City Rollers (mp3)

PREVIOUSLY ON THIS RECORDING

Conceptual art was re-appropriated.

Famous literary couples made themselves known to us.

It’s really sensual when Molly touches her face that way.

My babies can die, whatever, I do what I want, I eat 60 fish in one gulp, whatever, I roll with 12 gangs.

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Big Love is to the Wire as Weeds is to Sopranos, yer trippin’

Comment by daziz

NO YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS TRIPPIN

Comment by alexcarnevale

I wish *I* could remember the days before reading Foucault. They seem so distant now (but, if it was in alphabetical order, then I guess they came before Goffman).

Thanks for the link to ‘Torn’.

That made my day.
:)

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