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05 May 2008

Goodnight, Ms. Dundy

I just got an email from Roy Turner saying that Elaine Dundy, author of The Dud Avocado–one of the funniest and sexiest coming-of-age novels to be published–passed away on 1 May. (Her website confirms this.) I worked with her, briefly, when University Press of Mississippi reprinted her classic biography Elvis and Gladys in 2004, and found her to be an utterly charming and brilliant raconteur. Her prose style–brisk, stylish, quick-witted, and completely unsentimental–matched her speaking method step for step. Turner, her old friend and late-period amanuensis, said that “she died doing exactly what she loved most: she had a heart attack in mid-conversation with someone famous and interesting.”

29 April 2008

Now you see him, now you don’t

Though “Phantom” Dan Federici, keyboardist extraordinaire and difficult genius of the E Street Band, died almost two weeks ago, I haven’t quite gotten my mind around it. As you’ve perhaps gathered, I’m a longtime Springsteen follower, and losing Federici’s carnivalesque swirls and oddly timed flourishes feels a bit like losing limbs to me. Yet, most of the obituaries I saw were either too slight or too milquetoast—respectful, brief, and meaningless. I decided to wait.

When a musician of standing dies after 40 years on and off the road, it’s probably best to let a man who played with him for all that time deliver the eulogy. Bruce Springsteen himself provides the best obit of the man that we’ll ever need to read. It’s funny, thoughtful, and above all lacks any sort of sugarcoating about Federici’s crazed life. A taste:

He was the most intuitive player I've ever seen. His style was slippery and fluid, drawn to the spaces the other musicians in the E Street Band left. He wasn’t an assertive player; he was a complementary player. A true accompanist. He naturally supplied the glue that bound the band’s sound together. In doing so, he created for himself a very specific style. When you hear Dan Federici, you don’t hear a blanket of sound, you hear a riff, packed with energy, flying above everything else for a few moments and then gone back in the track. “Phantom” Dan Federici. Now you hear him, now you don’t.

Offstage, Danny couldn’t recite a lyric or a chord progression for one of my songs. Onstage, his ears opened up. He listened, he felt, he played, finding the perfect hole and placement for a chord or a flurry of notes. This style created a tremendous feeling of spontaneity in our ensemble playing.

In the studio, if I wanted to loosen up the track we were recording, I’d put Danny on it and not tell him what to play. I’d just set him loose. He brought with him the sound of the carnival, the amusements, the boardwalk, the beach, the geography of our youth and the heart and soul of the birthplace of the E Street Band.

Go read it.

23 August 2007

Goodnight, Ms. Paley

Terrible, terrible news. Grace Paley--poet, activist, and one of America's finest short story writers--has left this mortal coil. I've quoted here from her fiction and nonfiction, but stray quotes don't do her justice. Neither did this world, which she tried so hard to change for the better.

(Via Maud Newton.)

UPDATE: The obituaries have started to roll in. The Washington Post offers a good one, as does the Los Angeles Times. The Millions has posted a wonderful tribute as well.

30 July 2007

Goodnight, Mr. Bergman

Well, he lived a long life, and he influenced at least two generations of filmmakers around the world. Still, this hurts.

16 May 2007

Studs stands tall

I’ve expressed my discomfort with biographies and memoirs before, but I will read this one. Studs Terkel is one of the great American heroes, and it’s a joy to know that he’s still kicking and still putting out books at a faster pace than, say, Jeffrey Eugenides. Alternet interviews him on the eve of his 95th birthday, and on the cusp of the publication of Touch and Go, his first–and, says Terkel, only–memoir. A taste:

So this is your life story, finally.

There’s an ironic, and very funny, secret to my success: my ineptitude, mechanically. I can’t use a machine, or drive a car. And I make mistakes on the tape recorder. Now the tape recorder was important to two Americans, I think, more than anyone else. To myself and Dick Nixon. I call Dick Nixon and me the New Cartesians, as in Descartes [Rene Descartes, the 17th century philosopher and mathematician]. The Latin phrase is cogito ergo sum–“I think, therefore I am.” In the case of Dick Nixon and me, it’s, “I tape, therefore I am.”

Incidentally, The Onion’s A.V. Club conducted a long 2003 interview with the man.

UPDATE: Fellow Chicago boy Roger Ebert wishes Studs a happy birthday.

12 April 2007

Goodnight, Mr. Vonnegut

He wouldn’t have wanted to be called a hero and, in fact, one could argue the bleak humor and moral urgency of his writings pretty well decimated the whole idea of hero worship, among many other things. Nevertheless, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. was a hero to me. And now he’s gone. So it goes.

28 March 2007

Crossroads Film Festival: a sales pitch

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You rarely see sales pitches on this site, you’ve never seen advertisements, and I’m only now getting around to considering the addition of an Amazon.com tip jar or PayPal donations request. But this is important. Over the last four months, I served on the screening committee of the Crossroads Film Society’s annual film festival. The festival is THIS WEEKEND, here in glorious Jackson, Mississippi. There are over 60 films, in a variety of categories, and the four-day event includes Q&A’s with filmmakers, children’s and young-adult workshops, parties, and more. If you’re in town, please come. If you’re not in town, please come anyway. For more information, check out the full schedule, the festival’s home page, and the society’s website. If you’re interested, the full, official PR pitch follows the jump.

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15 March 2007

And now for something completely different...

...At least, around these parts. College basketball! Well, not so much and, I fear, not for long. The home team here in Jackson, Jackson State University, got itself a seed. I’m pulling for the Tigers to go all the way, and I was all set to paint myself blue and white, but then I saw who we’re up against: last year’s defending champions and three-time SEC champions.

Upsets do happen, right? Right?

*sigh*

Cross your fingers for us on Friday.

(We are so screwed.)

01 February 2007

Goodnight, Ms. Ivins

"There are two kinds of humor. One kind that makes us chuckle about our foibles and our shared humanity--like what Garrison Keillor does. The other kind holds people up to public contempt and ridicule--that's what I do. Satire is traditionally the weapon of the powerless against the powerful. I only aim at the powerful. When satire is aimed at the powerless, it is not only cruel--it's vulgar."

Molly Ivins died yesterday.

18 January 2007

Goodnight, Mr. Buchwald

One of America's best political humorists has left this mortal coil. USA Today runs a good obit; I'm sure others will follow.