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Monday, February 13, 2006

Serve music, not bloody lawsuits!



Never thought I’d say it, but fuck the Red Cross.

From Boingboing.net: “The Canadian Red Cross has vowed to devote its resources to pursuing any and every use of the red-cross symbol, even to the point of threatening companies that make first-aid kits.”

Basically, the Red Cross is using money donated to them to sue anyone and everyone using their emblem: the red plus sign. This means video game manufacturers that put the symbol in games to indicate health packs, and even companies that manufacture first-aid kits. As Boingboing points out, not only is the emblem used on first-aid kits to make them more identifiable to those who need them, the symbol itself is already protected under the Geneva Convention, so there’s not good reason for them to be doing this.

Their spokesman, former Liberal MP David “Bag of Dicks” Pratt, has said, “…there's no emblem abuse that's too small to report, because you have to try to get them all… .” To help in this truly noble humanitarian effort, there are even forms on the Red Cross website one can fill out to report misuse of the emblem. So don’t even think about doing any math in red pen that involves addition because you might find yourself in violation of a trademark.

Like most people, I’d guess, I’ve donated to the Red Cross before, so it’s a burn that they’re using donated money to needlessly sue people. Perhaps with disasters like 9/11 and Katrina they’ve been given so much cashola that they can’t think of anything better to do with it. I won’t be donating to them again.

In general, the North American culture of litigation is a real drag. As another Boingboing post notes, an Australian woman vacationing in Texas was charged with assault after tapping another woman on the shoulder and asking her to be quiet during, specifically to stop talking on her cell phone – DURING A FUCKING MOVIE! The phone woman woman freaked out, swore a blue streak and stormed out, then called the police to arrest the Australian woman for assault, which the cops reluctantly had to do when Talky McAsshead refused to back down.

I really hope theatres implement the cell phone-jamming technology they’ve been talking about getting, seeing are there aren’t isn’t any retard-jamming tech out there. Twice I’ve been in theatres where dumb fucks have answered their phones and had a conversation. The last time was in Toronto, and the guy who answered was sitting less than five meters from the lobby exit, where he could’ve easily gone to chat. The time before that, at a matinee in Edmonton, was even worse. An old lady (yes, a not-so-sweet little old lady) took a call and then talked loudly for several minutes, at one point passing the phone to her friend. We didn’t say anything because it was so over-the-top rude we wanted to see how long it would go on for.

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Luckily not everyone sucks, though, and in the spirit of not making this a post only complaining about idiots, here’s something that’s actually quite awesome: Paste magazine. If you’re not familiar, Paste is pretty young mag that just put out its 20th issue. It focuses mostly on music and movies, but also includes video game and book reviews (“Signs of life in music, film & culture” says their tagline). I’ve been picking it up more frequently in the past year, and I think it might just be time to get a subscription. Here’s why.

For starters, I love the covers. The design is nice, but I love the actual plastic-y, textured stock it’s printed on. It reminds me of one of the old table clothes my mom used that had a plastic upside and a fuzzy back, and when I’d run my fingernails over it, it sounded like a DJ scratching a record at a really high pitch – extremely satisfying to do.

The layout of the mag is also really sweet – rich with colourful earth tones and some fantastic font treatments. But more than that, I dig their focus. They cover “cool” shit that’s also mature. This month’s cover story is an interview with Philip Seymour Hoffman; other covers have included Fiona Apple, Wes Anderson, Death Cab for Cutie, Wilco, etc. They cover a lot of bands you might find on a hipster-targeted site like Pitchfork Media, but they also delve into a lot more country/folk/roots stuff. They cover hip-hop, as well, but only the more intelligent stuff – this issue has a review of the new Lady Sovereign and Danger Doom albums (plus they did an issue with ?uestlove on the cover). And unlike Pitchfork, Paste doesn’t become hyper self-aware or unreadably obtuse with its reviews.

As for the writing, although I’ve read some features that weren’t so hot, for the most part it’s solid, and sometimes it’s gold. Case in point, this issue has a “tiny essay” by Williams Bowers on the classic educational show The Electric Company, to coincide with it appearing on DVD for the first time. He describes its insanity with phrases like, “In a skit more sensitive to synonyms than most collegiate emails, a pair of lonely clowns sharing a bicycle drive each other crazy as their utterances fail to approximate the words they need.” Nice. Weaving memories of the show from childhood through the piece, he concludes that, “…we’re probably still a generation away from a T-shirt emblazoned with, ‘If you can read this, thank a television.’”

The real hook when it comes to Paste, though, is the free CD and DVD that accompanies almost every issue. The CDs always have 20+ tracks of music from new and upcoming albums covered in the mag, and the DVD has more music, music videos, short films, trailers, previews, etc. This particular issue’s CD has a track off the new Flaming Lips disc, one from the upcoming Neko Case album, a cut from Danger Doom, and a Sufjan Stevens song from a compilation, among other artists you probably haven’t heard of. Paste even includes a cover for the disc, and it’s on a separate page that also has subscription forms, so not only is it cardboard, you can cut it out without ruining the magazine. Fucking brilliant.

But, as every infomercial is so fond of stating, that isn’t all. Instead of a DVD for this issue, they’ve got a card that’s good for 50 free downloads from emusic.com. The songs are picked by Paste and you need to register for a free trial account with a credit card, but it’s free. More importantly, there are no restrictions as far as loading them onto any media device or hard drive, and they’re quality tunes. Old and new songs mingle from artists like Iron and Wine, New Pornographers, Bloc Party, Neutral Milk Hotel, Pixies, Yo La Tengo, My Morning Jacket, TV on the Radio, Neko Case (again), M.I.A. and Mates of State. Even if you buy the mag for the music alone, between the free disc and the free downloads you’re getting around four hours of music for $10 CND.

So, really, why the Paste boosterism? Well, I can divide my friends into two categories: those “in the know about music” and those who don’t get exposed to much outside of the mainstream. Those in the latter category don’t necessarily like “bad” music, or not care about “good” music, it’s just that a lot of them don’t know where to look or they get busy with life stuff like kids and jobs. Remember when you made a mix CD for friend, and he or she really liked it, and then you got asked how you found out about all those weird bands? I see Paste as doing that job. And it’s a job that needs to get done because there’s too much shitty media out there (like Much Music) dedicated to tricking consumers into buying garbage. Too much worthy music not getting heard by those who’d like it.

Anyway, Paste seems to be doing things right. If you wanna try it out for $10, this is probably a good issue to sample (it’s pretty easy to find at Crapters). I think I’ll subscribe, as a subscription comes with 300 free downloads, and works out to $5 an issue.

Also, if you act now, I’ll, uh, throw in a free set of steak knives. But if you hurt yourself with ‘em good luck finding your no-name first aid kit.

(And in case you're wondering, the above image is of one of the guys in Psychocharger, from the band's website photo gallery.)

6 Comments:

Blogger enthrall said...

Would fans of Paste be considered Pasties?

12:43 PM

 
Blogger Dave said...

Ha ha... Nice.

By the way, what kinda stuff is everyone out there reading these days?

I'm reading The Ghastly One: The Sex-Gore Netherworld of Filmmaker Andy Milligan. It's a biography of the volatile NYC underground playwright/filmmaker. It was written by Jimmy McDonough, who's a helluva scribe, and although it started off slow, with too many details about a very specific New York theatre scene, it's picking up now that it's moved into the filmmaking side of things. It's chock full of outrageous characters, most of them drugged out and intensely self-destructive.

The best title for one of Andy Milligan's flms is The Rats are Coming! The Werewolves are Here!

I really hope it's a documentary.

11:04 PM

 
Blogger enthrall said...

Last Light of the Sun, by Canuck fantasy writer Guy Gavriel Kay. I wanted some escapist stuff, and his Fionavar Tapestry series was rivalled only by his Tigana as some of the best epic fantasy of my University years...

Unfortunately, this one is disappointingly lightweight. It chalks up almost 600 softcover pages, and covers his normal sweeping cast of ambitious, gifted multinational characters, but I don't find myself caring about a single one or very impressed with anything they're doing.

Maybe I'm outgrowing fantasy. Damn. Guess I'll go back to "The Idiot's Guide to Self-Publishing." If I'm going to pay Boutet 10% for his title, I'd better get writing.

Watch your local bookstore for "My Bride Shivered with Delight: An Oddly Sensual Tale of Edmonton's Strip Mall Culinary Finds."

8:49 AM

 
Blogger Superdude said...

I'm reading "The Indian in the Cupboard." I should have read it years ago, but now that I'm reading it, I ... uhh... I can't remember what I was going to say.
Anyway, it's a good book. It makes me long for simpler time when toys came to life and minorities were little and locked in cupboards by my magic key.
I also long for a time when I could write something that wasn't unintentionally racist, no matter how I rewrote it.
I wish I could write.

5:30 PM

 
Blogger Kristine said...

I'm reading Newspapers and Empire in Ireland and Britain: Reporting the British Empire c. 1857–1921. It's a fascinating examination of the ways in which the British press covered the empire, from taking biased accounts directly from colonial papers, to republishing exactly what the London Times wrote, especially in the days before Reuters. Simon J. Potter, the editor, leads us to conclude that this left 19th-century Brits with a very one-sided view of the empire, especially in the early period, although there were subtle but interesting differences between the coverage in England, Scotland, Wales, and especially Ireland.

Come to think of it, I haven't read something I've wanted to since August. Kill me.

6:21 PM

 
Anonymous eun said...

Since starting with a certain publication, I have progressed roughly 50 pages further into the 6th Harry Potter. At this rate, I may have it finished by sometime in 2010.

However, I just bought Cintra Wilson's first novel, Colours Insulting to Nature, so I've got extra motivation to finally get the rest of my Harry Potter book read. It's decent enough so far, but I just never seem to have the time to read it (or anything else). Bah.

Also, the new Douglas Coupland novel is about to be released. I'd love to get into that one, too.

7:48 PM

 

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