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From Steely Dan to grumpy Don

EMINENT HIPSTERS by Donald Fagen (Vintage Books, 2014)
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This book is a good antidote to clichéd rock memoirs suggesting life on the road is one extended party. Here there’s no sex, some prescription drugs and a bit of AOR.

The second part takes the form of a 2012 tour diary based on concerts across America performed with Michael ‘Doobie Brother’ McDonald and Boz Scaggs as The Dukes of September Rhythm Review.

It was written mostly to relieve the monotony of playing a series of gigs in mostly sub-par venues to aging punters and staying in soulless hotels.

Fagen coins the term Acute Tour Disorder (ATD) to describe the state of anxiety, paranoia, depression and physical discomfort he experiences. You have to wonder why he keeps going and he asks himself this same question at regular intervals. Continue reading

CALEXICO + SACRI CUORI

Live at the Rocca Malestestiana, Cesena, Italy 18th August 2015

calexico-poster“How do you say ‘oomph’ in Italian?” asks Joey Burns; as in ‘You need to give it more oomph’!

Fellow Calexico-in-chief and drummer, John Convertino shrugs his shoulders in reply.

Burns poses the question because he wants the crowd to show more grit, spunk, blood, fire, energy, passion; AND he wants them to raise the volume level for the big ‘whoooaaaa’ at the beginning of their supercharged rendition of Minutemen’s Corona.

With this prompt, he succeeds although, it’s fair to say, the overall level of enthusiasm ebbs and flows during the course of this 90 minute open air concert.

An obstacle to more universal acclaim lies in the fact that much of the newer material lacks the drama (oomph?) of Calexico’s earlier, more familiar songs. With notable exceptions, World Undone for example, these are less spacious or ambient in feel than the kind of widescreen post-Giant Sand tunes that distinguished an album such as The Black Light (1998). Continue reading

DJANGO’S UNCHAINED VIOLENCE

DJANGO UNCHAINED directed by Quentin Tarantino (USA, 2012)

The men (and handful of women) who commit murder, behave savagely or revel in brutality have deep-rooted problems that are not triggered solely by exposure to the wrong kind of entertainment. This makes it all the more bizarre that the premiere of Django was delayed by the Weinstein Company in the wake of the school shootings in Newtown, Connecticut.

Both Tarantino and Samuel L.Jackson publically criticised this decision and the director was equally disdainful of Krishnan Guru-Murphy’s puritanical line of questioning in a recent Channel 4 interview.

Django Unchained is without doubt a violent movie but it is wildly misplaced to regard it as just a tasteless or gratuitous bloodfest. It borrows from exploitation-movies but it is far too intelligent and knowing to be treated as a common or garden splatter movie.

The scenes of cruelty and killings can even be justified in view of the subject matter and are surely mild compared with the actual treatment handed out to slaves in America.

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CARLO VERDONE : FUN IS BEAUTIFUL

UN SACCO BELLO directed by Carlo Verdone (Italy, 1980)

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I recently bought a book by Roy Menarini entitled ‘Il Grande Cinema Italiano’ which lists, in chronological order, what the author considers to be the best Italian movies from 1900 to the present day. It lists 251 films in total and it made me realise how few of these I had seen or even heard of.

I’ve been living in Italy for over sixteen years now but can’t honestly say that I am culturally integrated. I rarely watch TV, don’t listen to much Italian music and, if I go to the cinema, it’s usually to see dubbed versions of American movies. Time to make a change though and take advantage of my local Cineteca where I can borrow DVDs for free.

This is the background to watching the first film Carlo Verdone made,and the first I’ve seen of the 25 or so he’s written, directed and starred in over the past 30 years. Verdone is now in his sixties but was just 30 when he made Un Sacco Bello, a title taken from a slang expression which has the awful title in English of Fun Is Beautiful. Talk about being lost in translation!

It has three separate stories are set in Rome on the same midsummer holiday, Ferragosto. Verdone plays the main character in each.

The first, we see him as Enzo,an aspiring Latin lover who has planned a sex tour of Poland in a sports car with a reluctant and more timid male friend. Enzo stuffs a towel down his jeans to look well hung and, to adorn his hairy chest, chooses from a vast collection of gold medallions. In essence he’s an Italian equivalent of a Chav.

Leo, in contrast, is a gauche mother’s boy; although we don’t actually get to see the woman who rules his life (we just see him continually speaking to her on the phone). He meets a free spirited Spanish girl who’s looking for a place to stay. If Leo were Enzo he would pounce on this female at the first opportunity but for Leo this is destined to be an unconsumated relationship.

The third character is Ruggero, a hippie whose life is at odds with his conventional father.

Verdone also plays three other minor roles which is how the film got to be made in just five weeks on a shoestring budget. Prior to this big break, he had built his reputation on TV and in the theatre. The switch to movies was made with the help of a reccommendation by Sergio Leone, a connection that explains how Ennio Morricone got to write the soundtrack.

Verdone switches roles expertly for what is, essentially three sit-com scenarios tacked loosely together. They are all in Rome but they never meet. If there’s a connection, it is that all three are quite lonely and isolated. Enzo’s travel companion falls sick, Leo’s amorous opportunity is dashed when the Spanish girl’s boyfriend reappears and Ruggero is so omminously surrounded by authority figures that his dream of escaping to the ‘freedom’ of life in a commune looks doomed.

It looks quite dated now and, although it’s not laugh out loud funny, this is an intelligent comedy which proved hugely popular at the time and helped launch Verdone’s successful movie career. I’ve got plenty of catching up to do!

ONCE UPON A TIME IN AMERICA

ONCE UPON A TIME IN AMERICA directed by Sergio Leone (Italy/USA, 1984)

Set in the criminal world during the era of prohibition, the full version of this movie stands up besides Martin Scorsese’s  great works of the 70s and 80s and is often regarded, a little misleadingly, as a companion piece to Francis Ford Coppola’s Godfather trilogy.

Yet the fact that the film required eight official screenwriters (including Leone who didn’t speak English!) is illustrative of its troubled birth and the problems persisted  long after it was completed.

Given his esteemed track record, it is astonishing that Sergio Leone didn’t have full control of his work. The bum deal he signed meant that he could do nothing about the savage cuts to his original 229-minute version.

The producers decreed in their infinite lack of wisdom that a convoluted plot spanning four decades was a non starter in commercial terms.

Probably the absence of respect for this great Italian director was partly due to the fact that his ‘spaghetti westerns’ were not taken seriously. Even Robert De Niro admitted he wasn’t familiar with these movies when he was first approached to play the lead role as David “Noodles” Aaronson. Continue reading