Thursday, November 30, 2006

ROUNDHOUSE ROUNDUP: AT THE MOVIES

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican
November 30, 2006


Gov. Bill Richardson loves the movies. Now he’s in one, showing this weekend as part of the Santa Fe Film Festival.

Inside Bill Richardson is the work of Neil Simon. No, not the famous playwright. This isn’t “The Good-bye Governor.” It’s Neil H. Simon, former KOB-TV newsman, who now works as a freelance journalist in Washington, D.C.

Weighing in at only 30 minutes, the film is basically a television public-affairs special — which it originally was — not a full-length documentary in the Michael Moore/Morgan Spurlock/Al Gore vein.

For those who have followed Richardson’s career, there are not many startling revelations. But it’s a good, balanced overview of Richardson’s career.

There are old black-and-white still photos of baby Bill, as well as old news footage of a younger, slimmer and bearded (!) Bill Richardson pressing the flesh.

The film covers Richardson’s triumphs — campaign victories, his renown hostage-release missions and legislative conquests. There are glowing words from Richardson’s staff; friendly comments from Albuquerque Chamber of Commerce president Terri Cole; and an interview with the guv himself.

There are even clips from the Richardson spoof on Saturday Night Live last year (Comic Horatio Sans has to be praying that our governor’s 2008 dreams come true) and Richardson’s 2004 appearance on The Daily Show. (“I’m getting the sense that you’re here for selfish reasons,” host Jon Stewart tells him.)

This film never will be used as a campaign tool for any future Richardson campaign. The film discusses Richardson’s temper and his speeding, and shows low moments, such as the bi-partisan blasting he got from U.S. Sen. Robert Byrd, D-W. Va., and U.S. Sen. Richard Shelby, R-Ala., at a 2000 Senate Armed Services Committee meeting when Richardson was the Secretary of the U.S. Department of Energy.

There are local critics, too. There are interviews with usual suspects, such as state Rep. Dan Foley of Roswell (now House GOP whip), state Sen. Joe Carraro, R-Albuquerque, and Republican operative and blogger Whitney Cheshire.

But there are some discouraging words from unexpected sources. Christine Trujillo, president of the New Mexico Federation of Labor, says “We just sort of shake our heads in awe because we feel very disenfranchised.”

University of New Mexico political science professor Christine Sierra says in the film that some critics “felt that, in a way, Bill Richardson was too much of a compromiser, that he would, you know, wet his finger and see which way the wind was blowing and then decide to take the path of least resistance.”

Inside Bill Richardson will be shown at 2:30 p.m. Sunday at the theater formerly known as the Jean Cocteau Cinema, now the New Mexico Film Museum, 418 Montezuma Ave. Tickets are $5 at the door.

A discipline problem: Richardson was discussed Wednesday in The Washington Post’s online chat with political blogger Chris Cillizza. A participant from Baltimore wanted to know, “Is there anything you see holding him back from grabbing the center should Hillary Clinton not run?”

Cillizza replied, “I think a candidate with the résumé of Gov. Richardson certainly belongs in the conversation about the 2008 nomination but continue to hear concerns from Democrats that he is simply not disciplined enough to run a campaign under the national spotlight. At the moment, that question is unanswerable.”

Cillizza last week raised the same “discipline” concern In his blog (The Fix), but added, “Before you write off Richardson, however, ask yourself what other potential 2008 candidate could have pulled off this ad?”

There’s a link to Richardson’s well-liked western parody campaign ad from the recent campaign.

Speaking of ads: Another D.C. publication, The Hill, published a story Wednesday that some Republicans are angry at the Republican Governors’ Association over a $115,000 anti-Richardson ad.

The comical ad featured a bobble-headed — and incredibly thin — cartoon Richardson bouncing from one state to another, mumbling and squealing “Whee!” The basic thrust was that Richardson’s out of state too much, running for president.

“That late expenditure in the noncompetitive race was the coating on a bitter pill for GOP operatives in several red states with Democratic governors,” the story by Aaron Blake says. “Their candidates received little financial help from the governors’ association and went on to lose by stunning margins.”

Not to mention the irony that the RGA is headed by Massachusetts Gov. Mitt Romney, who is running for president himself.

Making the move: The contest for speaker of the New Mexico House isn’t the only leadership battle brewing among House Democrats. Besides the pending Ben Lujan/Kenny Martinez showdown, at least two candidates are vying for majority leader.

In addition to the previously reported bid by Rep. Joe Cervantes of Las Cruces, Rep. Mimi Stewart of Albuquerque confirmed Wednesday that she’s running, too. “I’ve served for 12 years,” she said, “and I have a real understanding of the workings of the floor and committee system.”

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

HOUSE LEADERSHIP BATTLE


Looks like it's on between House Speaker Ben Lujan and House Majority Leader Kenny Martinez.

You can read my story in today's New Mexican HERE.

Of course this has been all over the political blogdom of the state. Heath has been all over it. He's even run a totally unscientific, (but fun to watch) poll. Monahan has made a few posts on it (Here's the best). Mario weighed in this morning.

I have to give special kudos to Kate Nash of The Albuquerque Tribune who scored a major journalistic coup last week when she actually got Kenny Martinez to return a phone call. (Neither Martinez nor Lujan returned my calls yesterday.)

Monday, November 27, 2006

TERRELL'S SOUND WORLD PLAYLIST

Sunday, November 25, 2006
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OPENING THEME: Let it Out (Let it All Hang Out) by The Hombres
Thanksgiving in Reno by Too Much Joy
We're Gonna Have a Real Good Time Together by The Velvet Underground
Record Junkie by The Monsters
Five to One by The Doors
One-Track Mind by Johnny Thunders
Turquoise Boy by Sonic Youth
Details of the War by Clap Your Hands and Say Yeah
March of the Cosmetic Surgeons by French, Frith, Kaiser & Thompson

River of Dreams by Jerry Lawson & Talk of the Town
One More Time (Over and Over) by Fleetwood Mac
Angel by Camper Van Beethoven
What Makes You Think You're the One by The Twilight Singers
Get Back/Glass Onion by The Beatles
The Sparrow by A Hawk & A Hacksaw
Harlem Nocturne by Esquivel

PERE UBU SET
Blue Velvet
Wasted
Sentimental Journey
Drinking Wine Spodyody
i Hear They Smoke the Barbecue
Texas Overture

The Valley by Los Lobos
I Met Her in Church by The Boxtops
Red Apples by Smog
Hangin' Johnny by Stan Ridgway
In the Land of Fairies by Lisa Germano
True Love by Tiny Tim & Miss Sue
CLOSING THEME: Over the Rainbow by Jerry Lee Lewis

Saturday, November 25, 2006

THE SANTA FE OPRY PLAYLIST

Friday, November 24, 2006
KSFR, Santa Fe, NM
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10 p.m. to midnight Fridays Mountain Time
Host: Steve Terrell


OPENING THEME: Buckaroo by Buck Owens & The Buckaroos
Agony Wagon by The Legendary Shack Shakers
Bring the Noise by The Unholy Trio
Highway Bound by Wayne Hancock
Come on Baby Let's Go Downtown by Neil Young & Crazy Horse
Wicked Savior by Rex Hobart & The Misery Boys
Waymore's Blues by Waylon Jennings
Fortunate Son by John Fogerty
The Christian Warfare by The Original Sacred Harp Choir
He Was a Friend of Mine by The Byrds

Sometimes by Jerry J. Nixon
Been Down Too Long by Scott H. Biram
Planet Nixon by Ramsay Midwood
Me and My Glass Jaw by Arty Hill
John Peel by Paul Burch
Dirty Mouth Flo by Robbie Fulks
Your Head's Too Big by The Ditty Bops
I'm a Nut by Leroy Pullens

Mr. Shorty by Marty Robbins
Big Dwarf Rodeo by Rev. Horton Heat
Change is Gonna Do Me Good by Big Al Anderson
Yes Ma'am (He Found Me in a Honky Tonk) by Miss Leslie & Her Juke Jointers
That's Not the Issue by Wilco
Mojave High by Tony Gilkyson
Dirty Me Dirty Me (I'm Disgusted With Myself) by The Texas Sapphires
Two More Wishes by Jim Lauderdale

Thanksgiving by Loudon Wainwright III
That's How I Got to Memphis by Solomon Burke
Makeout King by Eleni Mandell
To All the Girls I've Loved Before by Willie Nelson
Rock of Ages by Rob McNurlin
When I Loved Her by Kris Kristofferson
CLOSING THEME: Comin' Down by The Meat Puppets

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Friday, November 24, 2006

FORTUNATE SON

Football fans were treated not once but twice to John Fogerty halftime shows on Thanksgiving Day. First at the Miami-Detroit game, then at the Kansas City-Denver game.

And both times he sang "Fortunate Son," a song just as relevent today as it was back during the Vietnam war when Fogerty with Creedence Clearwater Revival first released it.

Some short-sighted idiots might dismiss Fogerty as boomer nostalgia. But I think it's pretty radical to sing it on national t.v -- TWICE IN A DAY -- in this troubled era.

And both times he sang it, he was charged!

In case anyone's forgotten the lyrics:

Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief",
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Yeah!

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no.

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord,
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more!
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one.

(By John Fogerty)

TERRELL'S TUNEUP: UBU VOODOO

A version of this was published in The Santa Fe New Mexican
November 24, 2006


Thirty years after the birth of Pere Ubu — a scene I imagine as a grainy 8 mm film of mad scientists holed up in a secret, makeshift laboratory in some abandoned warehouse in Cleveland, shooting electrical bolts into a huge, discolored dinosaur egg — the band still sounds as crazy, dangerous, and, yes, fresh as ever.

To be sure, Ubu ’06 has only one of its original members: frontman David Thomas. But just like the Ubu of yore, on the new album Why I Hate Women, Thomas and his cohorts explore musical frontiers nobody else ever reached, shores to which no other band even aspired to sail.

Yes, they’re experimental, avant-garde, and artsy — if your idea of art includes cheapo ’50s and ’60s sci-fi flicks. (And in fact, another recent Ubu project was to supply a new soundtrack to the old Roger Corman popcorn-muncher X: The Man With the X-Ray Eyes.)

There’s a film noir — avant noir? — feel to some of the songs. Thomas describes Why I Hate Women as “my idea of the Jim Thompson novel he never wrote.” For instance, “Stolen Cadillac” starts out, “I gotta get out of this place else I swear my head will crack/What will you do for me?/Johnny Two-Toes says to Betty Groove.”

Pere Ubu is proudly fartsy as well as artsy. That is, they not only create fascinating sound — they rock!

“Caroleen,” for instance, is a hard-pounding kick in the teeth with a steady, manic, guitar hook over near-metallic drumming (and of course, trademark Ubu syntho-squeals and Thomas’ wild warbling.)

Likewise, the opening track, “Two Girls (One Bar),” sounds like the buildup to an explosion. “In this bar, the beer don’t work on me,” Thomas sings, as if he’s just begun a terrible search for something that will work on him.

Some of the songs here are thick and sinisterly atmospheric — “Stolen Cadillac” is one. “Blue Velvet” is another.

(One amusing little Ubu trick I love is how they sometimes employ the titles of old rock and pop songs for their weird sonic excursions. In the past there have been PU songs called “Down By The River” and “Cry, Cry, Cry.” You’ll see names like “Blue Velvet,” “My Boyfriend’s Back,” and “Mona” here, but you’re not going to hear covers of Bo Diddley, The Angels, or Bobby Vinton. A few years ago Thomas pulled a surprise when the song “Surfer Girl,” turned out to be a cover version of the Beach Boys song — albeit a very strange version.)

But even at their most incomprehensible, Thomas and the Ubus don’t seem to take themselves too seriously. Check the lyrics to “Caroleen”: “And in the cool hours of the nite/she kisses me and it rips my head off/You know her name, rhymes with gasoline/Her perfume, I think it’s turpenteen.”

Or how about “Mona” (about a gal from Arizona), which has the refrain, “Mona loves Popeye/Mona loves Popeye.”

The album ends with “Texas Overture,” on which Thomas seems to be plugging and reciting the menus from various barbecue joints.

“Salt Lick in Driftwood is no beer family style,” Thomas says, referring to one of my favorite BBQ restaurants. “3 meat platter bowl of beans slaw tata salad/Onions pickles two slices white bread Texas style/Order in order out order online/Order by mail fax toll free anytime. ... Bottomless refills more meat more beans whole lotta slaw please.” Think of this as a New-Wave/post-punk/proto-rap/art-rock version of Guy Clark’s “Texas Cookin’”, with a swampy guitar riff that sounds like a mutant cousin of Creedence Clearwater Revival.

For those who love these strange sounds and crazed visions, Why I Hate Women is nearly as satisfying to the ears as a meal at The Salt Lick is to the belly.

Don’t call him “Dave”
The album is available at Smogveil Records. And any Ubu cultist or prospective fan will want to see Pere Ubu's own site and check out the “protocols” section, in which Pere Ubu policies on performances, press, bootlegs, and nearly any other aspect of their operation is laid out for the world to see.

My favorite is the in-store appearance policy: “Immediately on arrival introduce Mr. Thomas to as many people as possible, pointing out interesting facts & aiding the flow of conversation. Do not let Mr. Thomas stand around like a lemon. ... As soon as possible Mr. Thomas must be guided to a chair from which he may play his accordion & dominate the immediate space in an absolutist manner. ... Mr. Thomas should not be referred to as “Dave” or touched in an overly familiar way. His name is ‘David.’”

Also noted
Dreamt for Light Years in the Belly of a Mountain by Sparklehorse. This record, the first Sparklehorse album in five years, is surprisingly accessible — especially after the often grating yet strangely beautiful sonic experimentation with the likes of Tom Waits and PJ Harvey on the last album, It’s a Wonderful Life. I was tempted to call the first song (“Don’t Take My Sunshine Away”) Beatles-ish, but on repeated listening it’s closer to Badfinger-ish. True, the instrumentation starts to head on a discordant trip to Banana Land for a few moments toward the end. But for the most part, this song and most of the others here are sweet, melodic pop.

Slow and sweet at that. Sparklehorse — not so much a band as a stage name for singer Mark Linkous — can actually rock out and does so on a handful of tracks, the best one being “Ghost in the Sky.”

But the shoegazers outnumber the foot-stompers. The album ends with the 10-minute instrumental meditation that is the title song. It sounds kind of like what Funkadelic’s “Maggot Brain” would have been without guitarist Eddie Hazel.

Belly of a Mountain is very listenable and mainly likable, though ultimately disappointing. I kept longing for more of the wilder side of Sparklehorse. There’s a hint of that in the near-psychedelic final moments of “Knives of Summertime,” where the guitars sound like fighting alley cats. But the fur never really flies.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

R.I.P. ALTMAN


What a loss!

I've just been filling my Netflix qeue with Altman flicks that I've never seen before (California Split, A Wedding) and some I haven't seen in years (McCabe and Mrs. Miller, The Long Goodbye).

Here's my favorite Robert Altman movies:

Shortcuts (my favorite film of the '90s.)

Three Women

Nashville

M.A.S.H

Come Back to the Five and Dime, Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean (Hey, any movie with both Karen Black and Cher is going to be a winner)

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