I’m sitting here on the last day of fall break, thinking about all the wonderful times and activities I’ve had over the past week-and-change. Ah, joyous days!
My thought is this: with my divorce from cable TV and with my television going into the shop for repairs, I’ve been left with inordinate amounts to time to do… well, real things. Like going to the theatre. (Four shows in the past three weeks, some sort of personal record.) Attending art shows. Reading books. Supporting South City coffeehouses, $2.90 at a time. Hittin’ that Instant Netflix.
What I need to continue this head-freshening is your input, taken in the comments section below. I’d like your recs on: a) a piece of music; b) a book; c) a film, all worthy of investigation. I know there are a million-and-one social networking applications I could subscribe to, for the same purpose, but let’s go digital old school here.
Album: Maps, “We Can Create.” Lovely, shoegaze-y, droney, yeah. Found Maps through Wikipedia, oh my.
Book: Thomas L. Friedman’s “The World is Flat.” Took more than a month to fully read, but worth every minute. Breathtaking in scope, yet completely readable. Admittedly repetitive, at over 600 pages, but what a dissection of modern culture’s reliance on new technologies. And the analysis of: how the next crop of American workers are going to get their economic hats handed to them, compliments of every English-speaking, computer-savvy kid in India.
Film: “Downtown 81” starring Jean-Michel Basquiat. A strange little work that I’d never heard of until scrolling the Netflix Instant section. Basquiat, portraying himself (more or less) mopes around the cityscape of New York in a fictional “day,” spray-painting walls and making women fall in love, as he attempts to sell a painting for rent money. Only too cool and very Jarmusch-like. Download it tonight.
Thanks to the three of you who’ll take the time for your input!