I Will Watch the Heck Out of This Show

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Despite the fickle winds of fame and fortune (and concrete cinematic evidence notwithstanding), I remain a firm fan of Mr. M. Night Shyamalan. I am also a huge supporter of “The Prisoner,” and an appreciator of (if, admittedly, a bit distant from) “Twin Peaks.” So, this is something that I will probably watch. And how. Imagine [Read More...]

A Lenten Musical Journey, Day 7

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Staying with the composerial trend we started yesterday with Sergey Taneyev’s cantata, here’s his “The Wise Thief (Razboinika blagorazumnago).” The Penitent Thief is pretty much my personal Lenten patron. Or at least a paradigm of the way my Lenten efforts typically proceed. I feel like I’m always squeezing in at the last possible second, late-but-sincere. (Or late, at least.) My Russian’s [Read More...]

Cricket, Growing More Cricket With Each Passing Day

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I have a guilty secret. …OK, so maybe it’s not a secret, because I’ve actually admitted it publicly on the blog before. But still… Some nights, when I’m all by myself, I watch cricket. Now, if we’re talking about The-World-At-Large, the fact that I enjoy this strangely-familiar (to my irretrievably-baseball-ish mind) game  would make me pretty [Read More...]

A Lenten Musical Journey, Day 6

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Today’s piece is a Russian cantata: Sergey Taneyev’s “John of Damascus.” Sometimes described as “The Russian Requiem,” it’s huge, densely melodic, and filled with gorgeous longing. That last bit is what makes it particularly appropriate for Lenten meditations, methinks. (There’s a through-line here from the last few days, as well, and not just because Taneyev and [Read More...]

SSF: “Eyrie”

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Love the visual style here. Love the reveal, as well. And really, really love the length. Packs quite a wallop into a deceptively small, 4-minute package. A young shepherd boy in the American West must learn to defend his dwindling flock from a ravenous eagle. The short’s creator, David Wolter, has a couple of blog posts [Read More...]

A Lenten Musical Journey, Day 5

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Since we’re already in Tchaikovsky territory (thanks to yesterday’s post), here’s #8 of his Nine Sacred Pieces: “Let My Prayer Arise.” Da ispravitsya molitva moya, yako kadilo pred Toboyu: vozdeyanie ruku moeyu, zhertva vechernyaya. Gospodi, vozzvakh k Tebe, uslïshi mya: vonmi glasu moleniya moyego, vnegda vozzvati mi k Tebe. Polozhi, Gospodi, khranenie ustom moim: i [Read More...]

A Lenten Musical Journey, Day 4

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Because yesterday’s Mendelssohn reminded me so much of Russian sacred music (and because today is Our Lady’s Day), I find myself moving fairly straight-forwardly to the fifth of Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky’s 9 Sacred Pieces, the gorgeous “It Is Truly Meet.” Достойно есть, яко воистину блажити Тя Богородицу, присноблаженную и пренепорочную и Матерь Бога нашего, Честнейшую херувим и славнейшую [Read More...]

6 Oscars I’d Hand Out In A Heartbeat If The Academy Would Just Give Me The Chance

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Tomorrow, the Academy will be giving out their (in?)famous little golden statues. If past years are any indication, it will be both amusing (particularly to all as sardonically-inclined as I), and numbingly predictable. (I say “sardonic” because “mean-spirited” seems so…well…mean. And I say “predictable” because the awards are so…well…you know…) Now, I’m pretty lukewarm on [Read More...]

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A Lenten Musical Journey, Day 3

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Here’s another of the 8-part motets from Mendelssohn’s Opus 79 that I highlighted yesterday. This one, #6, is titled “On Good Friday” and (again!) includes the dreaded “Hallelujah” So it’s a bit of an odd selection. Like yesterday. Or at least it seems odd on the face of it. But musically/mood-ly, it’s perfect. Especially the [Read More...]

SVS: “The Adventures of Tintin”

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As someone who has written of my affection for Hergé’s Tintin in the past, whose seven sons are quite possibly even greater fans of the artist (and his endearing little reporter) than I am, and who considers himself still very much a youngster at heart — “Emotionally, at least,” I say, hoping against hope that it’s more [Read More...]


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