Hey everybody! Apologies for my lengthy absence. I went from 60 to 0 because of summer - beautiful, short, and precious in Atlantic Canada. Lots of north Atlantic snorkeling (the cost of scuba competes too much with bass), one and a half tours of the Cabot Trail, scallops and chips 'til they were coming out my pores - the good stuff. I’ll be trying to polish off the 2nd half of B2B in September/October, though warm September oceans may win out for a while yet…
Since y’all are music geeks too, anybody wanna talk about Baz Luhrmann’s new Elvis movie? Because, damn, did I ever enjoy it. (And I wouldn’t even consider myself an Elvis fan!) Saw it 6 days ago and still thinking about it. Rococo, extravagant, dramatic; willfully & joyfully anachronistic, moody, interpretive - moar, moar, moar. The 1st of 3 “acts” (1950s) was my favourite by far - the most hope, the most praise for Black artistic influences, the most distance from tragedy and premature death. The very first performance scene, in particular (the pink suit – ykwim if you’ve seen it) is an astonishing 3 minutes of moviemaking because of how prodigiously it overcomes the nostalgia, quaintness, and sepia tint that the story of early rock & roll has acquired over the years. The scene’s visual cues and musical flourishes do what a strictly documentary approach cannot: launch the viewer into the urgency and energy of that cultural moment. Exquisite. Not a movie without flaws, but when it’s good it’s very good.