When Hub Brown’s students first told him they loved “The Daily Show with Jon Stewart” and sometimes even relied on it for news, he was, as any responsible journalism professor would be, appalled.
Now he’s a “Daily Show” convert.
“There are days when I watch ‘The Daily Show,’ and I kind of chuckle. There are days when I laugh out loud. There are days when I stand up and point to the TV and say, ‘You’re damn right!'” says Brown, chair of the communications department at Syracuse University’s S.I. Newhouse School of Public Communications and an associate professor of broadcast journalism.…
As “The Daily’s Show’s” Web site puts it: “One anchor, five correspondents, zero credibility. If you’re tired of the stodginess of the evening newscasts, if you can’t bear to sit through the spinmeisters and shills on the 24-hour cable news networks, don’t miss The Daily Show with Jon Stewart, a nightly half-hour series unburdened by objectivity, journalistic integrity or even accuracy.”
This week’s HV cast is a Father’s Day ditty. Going in and out of cool, in syncopated time, a daughter and dad’s ever-changing relationship moves to the beat of a jazz standard. A story by Rebecca Flowers, “My Father’s Music” (mp3 6:30):
This 2003 performance won the the annual Japanese show Kinchan and Katori Shingo’s National Costume Competition (欽ã¡ã‚ƒã‚“&香å–æ…Žå¾ã®æ–°ï¼ä»®è£…大賞); a ping-pong game played matrix-style using kurokos — stagehands in kabuki theatre — to hold up the actors and props:
I’m abnormally attracted to spoken-word sampled music, by folk like Lemon Jelly, The Avalanches, The Books. Of that ilk are the filmclip-infested beats of Wax Tailor (JC Le Saoût, a French DJ and member/producer of early 90s rappers La Formule). I’ve been overplaying has last CD, Tales of the Forgotten Melodies. And will likely do the same with his latest Hope & Sorrow. Here’s a track from each…
Wax Tailor “Que Sera” Tales of the Forgotten Melodies (2:44 mp3):
Wax Tailor “Once Upon A Past” Hope & Sorrow (4:47 mp3):
When New York City police officers have to use their sirens, they have the option to mix and match a series of screeches and wails. Below are the sounds at their disposal as well and one more — the Rumbler — which may soon be added to their repertoire.
From Long Haul Productions for Father’s Day, a story of armed robberies, philosophical treatises, and a dad’s love debuts today on NPR Day to Day, “Walking With My Father” (8:59):
Feel like you’re going to hell? Why not try the audio-tour first: Radio Inferno Hörspiel nach Dantes Inferno in 34 Gesängen. Translated from the Nazi, er, I mean German, “hörspiel” means “ear-play.” “Radio Inferno” was a 1993 radio drama of Dante’s “Divine Comedy,” by artist Andreas Ammer with music by FM Einheit (of Einstürzende Neubauten). BBC DJ John Peel is “The Radio” (the narrator), and there’s guest appearances from Bootsy Collins and many others. All the tracks are posted (MP3s) at UBUWEB and at WFMU…
“Canto V” Radio Inferno:
“Canto VII” Radio Inferno:
From “Canto XVII” in the Third Circle of Hell: “Here beatnik Burroughs has to read his own books for all time.”
Excellent 2-part report the past couple nights on NPR All Things Considered about a man imprisoned for 17 years, until his murder conviction was overturned by DNA evidence.
“The Exoneration of Larry Peterson” (22:49):
Duplex Planet is a ’zine in which: “For more than a quarter century David Greenberger has been talking with old people in nursing homes, mealsites and senior centers, collecting conversations and stories.”
It’s also a radio series and set of CDs. DG performs these people’s stories, backed by original music from the likes of Los Lobos, 3 Leg Torso, Birdsongs of the Mesozoic , Terry Adams (NRBQ), and here’s David Greenberger & The Shaking Ray Levis from their CD Mayor of the Tennessee River with “Blood n the Pulpit” (3:06 mp3):
THE DUPLEX PLANET issue #38, July, 1982:
GENE EDWARDS: I don’t like nothin’ about summer, it’s too hot. I know it’s better than winter, but that’s all I can say. I like spring and fall.
RODNEY BRAGG: I swim in cold water, I always go swimmin’ in cold water. I dive right in the water and go swimmin’ under the bridge. One time my sister fell in a mud hole out in the woods. I pulled her out of the mud hole, I had to get a rope and pull her out. Had to buy a rope at the store, it cost money. You can’t get nothin’ for nothin.’
BILL SEARS: In summer you go to beaches, go swimmin,’ go fishin,’ go to the amusement park. You go on the roller coaster and you go on the Dodge-’ems. You go on the Whip, you go for a boat ride. You go on a train, a train ride. You go on the Ferris Wheel. you go blueberry pickin.’ And, ah, you go ridin’ horses. You take a tramp in the woods. that’s about all.
WALTER KIERAN: I used to go from Salem Willows to Nantasket Beach in a passenger boat. It was about two hours and cost two dollars. you buy your food on the boat, that cost you a dollar or two. they had movin’ pictures on the boat, and a six piece orchestra would play. You could dance, there were girls there. you’d take a girl out to dinner on the boat and then you’d hire a room outside the boat and give her a little lovin.’ and after that you’d take her to the movin’ pictures. then after that you’d take her to Salem Willows and give her popcorn and kisses — candy kisses, homemade ones by the Woods Brothers of Salem, candymakers. Besides that work they were salesmen for the Kennedy Clothing Company. you could buy a suit of clothes from them for fifty dollars, no hundred dollars. they had a tailor, used to fix you up, Bill Hanson his name was. He left Clark & Friend Clothing Company and went to Kennedy & Company clothing Company. I worked at Clark & Friend’s as an errand boy. I got all my stuff for nothin’ from Clark & Friend’s, I didn’t have to pay for it. for workin’ for ’em, instead of just gettin’ money, I’d get clothes.
THE DUPLEX PLANET: The truth about coffee, money, dogs, sandwiches, vampires, television, toasters, haircuts, romance, dancing, faith, hope, trust, and the part of us each that moves forward into and through the final years of life.
You can hear more David Greenberger pieces and music reviews on NPR.
If you’re swinging thru SLC, check the 2007 Utah Arts Festival, if only to find out what be a SONOSOPHER, TRANSPERFORMANCE, and WORDSHAKE. All three are inventions of Alex Caldiero, one of HV’s favorite poets, who is performing. Here’s a taste, “Metanym One”:
And here’s his email announcement:
2007 utah arts festival presents THE SONOSOPHER AT WORK
JUNE 22 and 23, Friday and Saturday, 9pm-10pm, at THE WORD ECSTATIC in THE ROUND TRANSPERFORMANCE,an architecture of co-operation, placement and simultaneity
with Alex Caldiero & Sara Caldiero-Oertli: sound-text/sonosophy
Stephanie Lietch: film/video projections
Theta Naught: ambient/improv music
JUNE 23, Saturday, 3pm-4pm, at THE WORD ECSTATIC
ARTS AND TARTS, a non-scripted non-descripted discussion
with Alex Caldiero, Ken Sanders, and others
JUNE 23, Saturday, 6:30pm-7pm, at THE WORD ECSTATIC SHAMANIC WORDSHAKE
with Alex Caldiero
aLEX cALDIERO is this year’s recipient of the mayor’s award for literary arts award ceremony in the urban room of the city library on sunday, june 24, 8pm-9pm
This week’s HV cast: The eerily beautiful music of moth wings. A tale of bat-detectors, beehive destruction and the intersection of insect and synthesizer. A story by Jeff Rice, “Moth Music” (mp3 3:02):
In 2008 you will be able to listen to the thousands of testimonies which have been collected, and add your own testimony to the site. In the meantime, take a look at the project, the team, and some interviews that have already been made.
From the Witchita Eagle 20 May 2004 (Snopes sez True):
Bill Driver was standing on the deck of his house near 119th Street West and Central when he saw an eight-inch ball floating in Sandalwood Lake.
Noticing the ball wasn’t floating normally, Driver wandered to his dock for a closer look. A catfish had its mouth stuck around the ball.
Driver hollered for his wife, Pam, to get a camera while he unrigged the sail from his nine-foot boat, wading into the lake and corralling the fish toward shore with the sail as a seine.
Several times, the flathead tried to dive, only to have the ball buoy it back to the surface.
The fish appeared to be exhausted and offered little resistance once in the shallows.
Things may have gone easier had the fish the strength to struggle.
“I just couldn’t pull that ball out of its mouth,” Driver said. “I was lifting up out of the water as best I could by the ball. I finally sent my wife to the house to get a knife.”
Driver carefully deflated the ball. Estimated at 50 pounds, the fish swam toward the deepest part of the lake.