If you’re in a chick singer in LA, note that West Indian Girl is now looking for a permanent replacement. Also, Trent Reznor is currently in the Philippines, touring with Nine Inch Nails. Wonder if he’s participating in history and attending President Cory Aquino’s funeral?
Dean Wareham read from his novel Black Postcards––as did other music aficionados /writers Dan Kennedy (McSweeney’s contributor, Rock On: An Office Power Ballad and Loser Goes First) and the extraordinarily charming Rob Harvilla (Village Voice music editor)––I was quite taken by the excerpt he read, in which he did so in a softly manner. Something about playing a gig in Spain and being awestruck by a dark-haired, big-breasted, olive-skinned beauty in the front row, who he ended up having an amazing night with, and then sort of felt guilty thinking about his son back home.
Sure he idealized the entire evening affair, but he did so quite brilliantly. So much in fact that I wondered why I had never heard of his bands–– Galaxie 500, Luna, and Dean & Britta.
Presumably since some of these former outfits bloomed in the early 90s, while I was just barely crawling out of my New Kids On The Block phase. I mostly blame my older siblings for not getting me into Luna, as their sole responsibility was to expose my eager ears to new music as they did with the Ocean Blue and the Sundays.
I suppose since Rolling Stone even penned Luna as “the best band you’ve never heard of”, I don’t feel entirely bad. I will just slowly get my feet wet with Wareham’s words and music through this read. So far, so good.
Digitally-projected faces gleam through their cyborg-like helmets — uniforms, aglow in LED, look half-nostalgic and half-futuristic. They exist in a space that at times feels carnal, brutish, but thoroughly modern.
I am, of course, talking both about Daft Punk and the movie Tron.
And… purely by coincidence, Daft Punk is doing the score for the Disney sequel Tron: Legacy.
If you like the trailer or not, you HAVE to enjoy that stereo sound, and the slithering imposing symphonic techno that comes into the mix at about the 2-minute mark:
So… now I ask. What other music/movie pairings were so brilliant you’re mad you didn’t think about them first. Here’s a few other ones I like:
Blow-Up and The Yardbirds (Herbie Hancock did the score but who better to navigate through swinging 60’s hipsters than the ‘Birds?)
The Graduate and Simon & Garfunkel (duh)
Punk Drunk Love and Jon Brion (could easily have been Magnolia - Aimee Man, but this P.T. Anderson absurdist romantic comedy deserved an equally loopy score.)
WhatFar*Out, the best Brit-pop band this side of the Atlantic When Aug. 8, 9 p.m. Where CHARACTERS (old town pomona), 376 E. 1st st., Pomona, Ca. 91766 Playing withMOSCOW, and AMAZING REVERB ENGINE
I’ve loved Far*Out for a very long time, and now they finally have a video that is awesome the way monkeys and bunny rabbits are awesome. Aww.
