Molly Templeton is the arts and music editor for Eugene Weekly.
... it's just that I always seem to be stumbling across mentions of the Fast Computers in big(ger) media outlets. This time, according to a Computers MySpace bulletin, it's Magnet that's caught on to the Computer-ized bandwagon with a nice handful of words of praise. I'll have to find an actual copy to read, 'cause the review (if that's what it is) doesn't seem to be online yet. Go Computers!
If your band gets writ up like this? Tell me! Blog posts, ahoy!
No, not that season. What kind of crabby, no-holiday-spirit person do you take me for? I mean truffle season, which must clearly be nearly upon us, as the following two things came to my attention in the last two days:
1. The Oregon Truffle Festival has announced its dates and new location for 2008: January 25-27 at the Valley River Inn. The usual array of amazing-sounding, truffle-centric events awaits your nose and palate, including truffle growers' forums, dinners, wine pairings and more. This year, I totally lucked out and got to go to the Grand Truffle Dinner, which featured course after course of astonishing truffle-involving dishes; I've since forgotten which wonderful chef created which dish, but I think the incredible truffle pear tarte tatin with sour cream puff pastry, roasted hazelnuts and truffle honey ice cream was a MarchÃ© creation. Anyway, point is, if you've got a couple hundred dollars just sitting there and you want to spend it on food? You could do worse.
So I can't blog about last night's Heroes episode because the men's basketball game ran long and I haven't watched it yet. Alas.
The game went well enough, I suppose, but these early games are getting a little dull, and the team seems to be a bit all over the place; one night we're bitching about how Malik Hairston seems to have no fire, no spark, and the next he's taking control of the team. One night we think Kamyron Brown is the next best thing to happen to the Ducks, and the next the ball is slipping out of his fingers. It'll be an interesting season â€” eventually. But these itty bitty games aren't holding my attention as much as I wish they would.
But ANYWAY (tm Klosterman), I came here to type about something else. Something awesome. Something magical. It reminds me of the babe. What babe? The babe with the power. THIS BABE:
Next weekend, starting with a Thanksgiving matinee, the Bijou will be showing LabyrinthÂ â€” a shiny new print, no less. I almost went to Portland when one of the McMenamins was showing a shiny new Labyrinth print ... but now all I have to do is stay up until 2 am to watch it here. Sweet!
But, er, all self-centeredness aside, you really ought to go see the Most Awesome David Bowie Movie Ever Made (no, The Hunger totally doesn't count). Who cares that Jennifer Connelly never talks about having been in this film, like she's for some idiotic reason ashamed of it? Who cares that a few of the effects are laughably dated? The goblins are awesome. The little worm who invites Sarah in for a cup o' tea is awesome. Everything is awesome except the Fierys, who kind of freak me out. The Helping Hands? ("She chose down? She chose DOWN!") Ludo? ("Smell .... BAAAAD!") Hoggle? Nasty little fairies? My mom erupting into hysterical laughter over the Bowie crotch shot? (Oops, sorry; wasn't going to talk about my experience with this brilliant flick anymore.)
There's just so much to love. And to quote. Labyrinth will be showing LateNite at the Bijou Nov. 23-25 and Dec. 1 & 2 and hey, if you want to make it into some kind of Rocky Horror thing? I'm totally game.
I lose at blogging.
But Heroes has been losing at TV, to be honest. Uninteresting new characters, unconvincing romances and a scattered storyline are combining to break down my interest, which breaks my nerdy little heart a little. But all is not lost; the show's creator, Tim Kring, recently told Entertainment Weekly that he knows the show's been sucking (my word, not his).
What I think is wrong is a little different, though: It's just not been making sense. Just this week, we had Suddenly Powerful Matt! and Suddenly Stupid Mohinder! â€” two terrible tastes which do not go well together. A tiny bit of inspiration and Matt understands his powers? A tiny bit of manipulation and Mohinder changes sides, or at least appears to? Please tell me you're kidding.
At least one of the show's sour points has finally come to an end: Hiro is back from Japan. And he's not the only one! (Cue ominous music.) That plotline did nothing but bother me, endlessly, and not least because of its reliance on a princess what needs saving. There is far too much saving of women on your show, Mr. Kring.
Am I repeating myself? Probably. But it's tired, tired, tired stuff to watch over and over again.
What the show does well is build. Last season built toward what could have been a great finale, but then lost its momentum. This season, nothing much has built. Finally, now, we're getting the rebuilding of Peter, the mystery of Elle, the revelation about Adam Monroe (not an iota of surprise there for anyone who read any theorizing, but still fun. And it might be worth noting that now we have an Adam to go with the sadly deceased Eden). We haven't had to suffer through the Wonder Twins and their weak storyline for a bit, which is a relief; I've yet to see them add anything to the show. On the other hand, there's Monica, my new favorite character, who's apparently off training somewhere.
One wonders what will happen when Peter gets that power too.
Anyway, I'm discombobulated from too much to do, but I haven't forgotten about Heroes; I've just forgotten how to blog properly about it. And it's not given me much to work with, lately. I'm almost relieved that this "volume" of the story will come to an end with the December 3 episode, even though I'm worried that this means we won't get satisfactory answers for the mysteries already floating out there. If the entire story of the early generation is "Adam brought us together and then went bad," I'm going to throw things at the TV.
I'm thoroughly convinced that the reason I'm not as productive as I ought to be is that my office makes me tired. I got up at 7:30 this morning (I am not. a. morning. person.) to finish the book I'm reviewing for this week and after my cuppa I was awake! Happily perched in a chair reading, with the cat on my lap! I walked to work and peered at a nutria that I really wished was a beaver! For no reason other than a beaver in the middle of an empty lot would be way cooler than a nutria in the middle of an empty lot!
And then I got here and immediately crashed. OK, so, yeah, I refuse to use the fluorescent overhead light, because yuck, so I just have a little lamp, so dark. Yeah. And my window is roughly the size of two pieces of regular notebook paper taped together along the short edge. But I've got to fix this.
Not to mention do something about the piles of books before they tumble over on me. The first review copy of something that doesn't come out until next year just arrived, which is kind of freaking me out.
So, yeah. I dropped the ball on the Heroes recaps. In short: The show got really stupid. Then it got a lot better. Then it got stupid again. Now, lord knows what it'll do, as the Writers Guild of America strike will take its toll on this and every other show (note: I'm not complaining! I'm on the side of the writers, of course. But it's a fact that this is going to disrupt programming all the same). I've read â€” but can't currently find the link for the story â€” that an alternate ending to an upcoming episode was written in advance, and that if the strike can't be resolved, it'll be reshot and turned into a season finale. Which is pretty dire, really.
But shows are always a few weeks ahead, so we'll see a few new episodes, and I will â€” I swear â€”Â recap them. I'll make it a Tuesday morning, first-cup-of-coffee habit.
I tried to do this with Grey's, but I fell off the bandwagon. What is it with TV this season?
I'm pretty sure at some point or another, at least a few people I know have, in the throes of a bad day-after, claimed to need a new liver. Perhaps you, too, have friends who've made this somewhat exaggerated claim the day after New Year's Eve, or their birthday party, or, hey, maybe your birthday party.
Well, now you can get them one. And other plush, stuffed internal organs, too. Know someone who needs a heart? Besides the Tin Man and/or the Grinch, obvi.
A few weeks ago â€” or maybe it was more like a month, but it's unimportant â€” I went to one of these lovely Music Industry of Eugene events, where writers, booking folks, venue owners, radio people, studio owners, PR folks and more (I'm sure I forgot something pretty key) get to meet face to face to chat and mingle and simply find out who we all are. I kind of love this; it just always helps to actually know who someone is. This time out, the first person I met was Thaddeus Moore, who runs Sprout City Studios (I suppose I'll forgive him for only linking to the R-G story about the studios' tenth anniversary, and not ours as well). As it turns out, he and his wife also run The Divine Cupcake, an organic, vegan, cupcakes-only bakery.
I put the business card for the bakery in my wallet and didn't think about it again, except to giggle at the straightfowardness of a friend who told Thaddeus she'd heard one person rave about the bakery's cupcakes â€” and one person rant about disliking them. (They'd been for sale at the Country Fair, apparently, so she'd heard about them from friends.)
Then I went to the library today for a cup of coffee, and there in the pastry case were these charming little things. Well, regular ones, little ones, all kinds of ones. I only had eyes for the green (green?) mini cupcake with a huge chunk of candied ginger on top; I've got a weakness for candied ginger.
Of course, it turned out these were Divine Cupcakes. And mine was, indeed, divine. It was light and fluffy and sweet and completely un-identifiable as vegan. The frosting tasted just like cream cheese frosting. The cake stood up on its own, with a slightly spicy flavor it might be hard to peg as green tea if you didn't know what you were looking for (and there's nothing wrong with that), but with the frosting it was luscious and decadent, and with the ginger? With the ginger I wanted to go back and buy another.
You need to try these things.
And frankly, I'm afraid of my voicemail.