Nat Adderley
Work Song
1960
Despite playing in the shadow of big brother Cannonball, Nat Adderley managed to carve out a sizeable jazz niche
for himself, blending his cornet into a variety of intriguing line-ups for the Riverside label. On this 1960
date, Adderley is joined up front by Sam Jones on cello and Wes Montgomery on guitar. Add a topnotch rhythm
section and the result is a session that swings with a relaxed confidence. On the title track and Cannonball
Adderley's propulsive "Sack of Woe," the group sounds like they'd played together for years. It's a shame they
didn't.
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Leonard Gardner
Fat City
1969
Gardner paints an unromantic picture of the lives of two working-class boxers in Stockton, California. With
echoes of Steinbeck and glimpses of Raymond Carver, the clean, spare prose beautifully reveals the bleak
struggles of an entire class--trainers, wives, fieldhands, barflies. The result is a panorama that is
multifaceted and vibrant.
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The Geraldine Fibbers
Butch
1997
Carla Bozulich writes songs that are dark, uncomfortable, and filled with raw sexual imagery. The band she
fronts takes those songs all over the musical map. And though they are often placed in the alt-country camp, the
Geraldine Fibbers don't fit neatly into any category. The music contains varied and elusive ingredients from
lullaby to punk. Still, identifying and labeling the parts is irrelevant -- the whole is greater than the sum.
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Old 97's
Too Far to Care
1997
Upbeat country honk, sure, but
there's something more
here. Rhett Miller's vocals remind me more of
Aztec Camera than Hank
Williams. It's
sweet stuff, with viciously infectious melodies, singalong
lyrics, and a doubletime shuffle beat. Check out "Timebomb,"
"Streets of Where I'm From," and "Niteclub."
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Rick Bass
The Watch
1989
As you know, there are no more Coca-Colas in Mississippi. There aren't any cokes anywhere. They
changed them, they did away with them, the fuckers. Except at my farmhouse. I have approximately two thousand
seven hundred and forty-four of them in those little wooden flats that they used to ship them around in, faded,
red and historic.
When I have a bad day at work I will go home and throw three or four of them against the rocks in
the back pasture.
--- from "Mississippi"
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Belle and Sebastian
If You're Feeling Sinister
1997
This album made almost everyone's top-ten list last year,
ending up at #8 on the Village Voice's Pazz &
Jop Poll. I'm not going to buck the trend: With
Sinister, the enigmatic Scottish band (with no
Belle or Sebastian in the lineup) has produced ten
shimmering, melancholy pop lozenges that melt in your mind,
not in your headphones. You'd be hard-pressed to find
a sweeter batch of sad songs this side of The Smiths' Hatful of Hollow. Naming
breakout tracks would
be silly, since the collection is stellar top to bottom, but
if my arm is twisted, I'll admit that my favorite is
"The Fox in the Snow."
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Capcom
Resident Evil 2
PlayStation
When it was released, the original was widely regarded as the best game ever created for the Sony PlayStation,
and Resident Evil 2 more than exceeds the original. This time around, players explore a police station
and sewer system, tackling new creatures and scavenger hunts. If you've played the original, much of the
interface is the same, making the learning curve a little less steep. If you've never played Resident
Evil, get ready for the kind of layered, complicated game that your PlayStation was made for.
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Shannon Wheeler
Too Much Coffee Man
Too Much Coffee Man is both an everyman and a superhero. Likewise, artist Shannon Wheeler possesses special
powers that most of us don't have. He is the creator of a work that is rife with existentialism and issues of
self-image. And, oh yeah, it's funny! So join our hero on his adventures with
Too Much Espresso Guy and Too Much German White Chocolate Woman With Almonds. Revel in the joys of caffeine
addiction: the euphoria, the paranoia, the nausea. As advertised, it's "good to the last panel."
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Charles Wright
1935-
Earlier this week, Chuck won the Pulitzer Prize for Black Zodiac. Here's a
poem from his 1981 book, The Southern Cross:
Gate City Breakdown
Like a vein of hard coal, it was the strike
We fantasized, the pocket of sure reward we sidestepped
the roadblocks for
In Southwest Virginia, seamed in its hillside
Above the north fork of the Holstun River.
One afternoon before Christmas
In 1953, we crossed the bridge from Tennessee on a
whiskey run,
Churchill and Bevo Hammond and Philbeck and I,
All home for the holidays,
On the back road where they chased us, we left the
Sheriff's Patrol in their own dust,
And washed ours down with Schlitz on the way home.
Jesus, it's so ridiculous, and full of self-love,
The way we remember ourselves,
&nbs
p; and the dust we leave . . .
Remember me as you will, but remember me once
Slide-wheeling around the curves,
letting
it out on the other side of the line.
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