Things That Matter To People Who Matter
Lost; Vatican City, Las Vegas; G-town Radio; Secret Mommy
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Finally. I've been waiting, waiting, drinking while I'm waiting, and now Lost is back. I tell you I am not a geek! I haven't been this into a TV series since David Lynch's Twin Peaks. Friggin' phenomenal! This past Wednesday (hopefully) started the chain reaction of answers. Who/what are The Others? (In Philly we say "Udders.") Why are these people still alive? Or are they? If this ending is like last season's, I'm givin' a big FU to the "Hanso Foundation." Or maybe I'll stand up on my couch and applaud. I don't know what to expect! Maybe that's why I'm so addicted? I just hope I didn't waste all the money I spent downloading both seasons on iTunes. I coulda spent it on sumpin' more gratifying — like Flyers tix. Ouch! Too close to home?
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F. Rex's ribald, allusive and downright blasphemous graphic novel parodies the excesses of modern capitalist culture as it finds bathos and transcendence in a debased, Vatican-themed Las Vegas casino. With a colorful cast of characters that includes Thomas Carlyle as a down-on-his-luck drunkard, Karl Marx as an overweight vagrant donninga beer helmet, T.S. Eliot as an uptight casino-floor manager, and Jesus as an oppressed janitor, plus a dozen other characters too profane to mention, Vatican City, Las Vegas reads like a version of The Waste Land re-imagined by R. Crumb. Let's hope that Philly's slots parlors don't turn out like this ... though if they do, they might wind up being a lot more fun.
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With a fabulous playlist, syndicated news and a few prerecorded shows, G-town Radio (gtownradio.com) is up and running for the whole world to hear. And with a generous promise from neighborhood politician Greg Palmier of a space on Germantown's potentially charming commercial walkway, Maplewood Mall, the station is about to have a place to call home. Right now a computer in Jim Bear's Germantown home cranks out some great sound and a very informative Web site, including a series titled "cutting the cord" — listening to Internet radio without staring at a computer screen. At a recent open-call meeting, potential programmers met and discussed their ideas for the station, followed by Bear's demonstration of G-town Radio streaming out of his cell phone.
With their second full-length LP Plays, Secret Mommy (aka Andy Dixon of Ache Records), who hails from Canada, further pushes the boundaries of electronic music as we know it. Plays doesn't use a single synthesizer, drum machine or any other electrified instrument on the entire work. Instead, Dixon opts to take recordings of sessions he held with a host of musicians, along with a host of odd homemade organic sounds, chop up those recordings, and rework them into shattered pieces of musical fury. The resulting product is a rather entrancing form of sonic chaos.
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