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The Granny Awards

Out of curiosity (okay, I wanted to see if Burt Bacharach and Doris Day might appear to pick up their Lifetime Achievement awards), I tuned into the Grammy Awards last night. Boy, what a strange show. Just hand me some Geritol ’cause I feel so elderly now! It’s bad enough that I’ve never heard of three quarters of the nominees, but isn’t it strange that the awards themselves are an afterthought on the telecast? Somewhere along the line the Grammy producers decided the telecast should feel less like a traditional awards show and more like a long concert filled with nothing but the brightest stars in music — but the live performances don’t come across all that well since they have all the spontaneity of a Bush Town Hall meeting. It’s superficial beyond belief and the pacing seems too rushed. Between all this puffery, a few major awards get a perfunctory handing-out — while the zillions of lesser award winners are flashed onscreen in nearly illegible type (seriously, I want to strangle the designer who picked a blocky all-caps, microscopic font for the award categories). Still, it’s worth it for the occasional moments of weirdness — like Kid Rock duetting with Keely Smith (who looks like she could be my mom’s older sister). And it seems like they always have to trot Aretha Franklin out like some friggin’ Macy’s parade balloon.

I never put much stock in the Grammys anyhow. They’ve got way too many categories and they tend to shower awards upon artists who are 10-20 years past their prime. Besides, they’ll never get over that Christopher Cross thing.

Reams of the Unreal

Yesterday, Christopher and I took our yearly little trek to the VNSA book sale which takes place every February. This is one of the biggest used book sales in the country — and luckily it’s located just a short walk from our house. The sale is an amazing experience, with books (and book lovers) of every type filling up an entire huge hall. I ended up getting the eleven books pictured below for the sum of $17. Some are common; some I’ve never seen before. The Peter Arno cartoon collection from 1930 is one of the oldest books I’ve ever seen there. In the same section I found Wendell Ehret’s “Dear Gertrood”, a collection of illustrated letters from a WWII soldier. Ehret has a loose ‘n lively style that appears influenced by vintage Looney Tunes and Merrie Melodies, but I haven’t been able to find anything about him on the web. I also delighted in finding Favorite American Songs (1956), a sheet music collection gorgeously illustrated by Aurelius Battaglia. Leif Peng has a weblog entry and flickr photoset on Battaglia (which confirms that the book I got is a later, slimmer reprint that omitted many illustrations — oh well!). I’m also looking forward to reading Doris Day’s autobiography from 1976, a lady upon whom I’ve been having a strange fixation lately. All in all, a good day’s haul.

Booksale Booty, Feb. 2008

Two Bunnies and a Duck

The s.o. has been hounding me for the last few weeks to get a comic strip going. Voilà: Two Bunnies and a Duck will be updated every two weeks. Doing a comic strip is harder than it looks. How the #@%≈$ do comic strip artists keep the characters looking the same in every panel? I keep drawing bunny after bunny and they always come out different. Anyways, enjoy the first installment.

Two Bunnies and a Duck

The White Elephant in the Room

William at Robot Action Boy recently pointed out this second annual White Elephant Blogathon which sounds pretty cool. Participants select an awful (or sometimes good) movie, which another randomly selected blogger must view and do a writeup on. All of the blog posts will be published on April 1st. Hurry; deadline for participants is February 10th. Last year’s entries included things like Teen Witch, Nude for Satan and Bio-Dome. I am so gonna do this!

The Sound of Love

Browsing the newly opened online archive of The Atlantic magazine allowed me to re-read The Man from Heaven, an astute appreciation of Burt Bacharach written by Francis Davis in 1997. It’s an excellent piece, coming along just as I’m adding Bacharach’s “South American Getaway” (from the Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid soundtrack) to an upcoming mix of chichi elegant ’60s instrumentals and soft pop vocals. Keep an ear out for it in the next few weeks.

In Stereo (Where Available)

My new time-waster: TV show opening credits from 1985-89. The clips are arranged by year in groups of seven or eight — but otherwise they play randomly. Hit shows bump up against obscurities, or dopey sitcoms follow action dramas. It’s fun to check out the dated music and fashions, and also the fact that opening credits ran long back then. I also enjoyed seeing forgotten entities like The Nutt House and The People Next Door. Very cool!