2. The Raconteurs, Broken Boy Soldiers (V2): Be careful what you wish for. All those who wanted to hear what Jack White would sound like sans the stringent aesthetic he applies to his work with the White Stripes now have their answer, and while this is truly a collaborative effort, it lacks the visceral thrills of our man at his best…or worst, as the case may be. The album starts off promisingly enough with “Steady as She Goes,” a Motown-by-way-of-Elvis-Costello bass beat, followed by the line, “Find yourself a girl and settle down/Lead a simple life in a quiet town.” And if that seems to echo Jack’s own current marriage to supermodel Karen Elson and subsequent move from Detroit to Nashville, it was originally written by partner Brendan Benson, who provides the McCartney to White’s Lennon on several songs, including “Hands,” the tender ballad “Together” and the Move-meets-“I Am the Walrus” psychedelia of “Intimate Secretary,” with their voices coming out of either speaker. White is truly just a member of this band, like Eric Clapton in Derek & the Dominos, with the Zeppish title track the only nod towards his patented vocal wail and screaming guitar solos. Recorded and mixed in just three weeks, it has a shambling, laid-back feel and a comfort level brought out in Benson’s seemingly shiny, happy ode to the ’60s, “Yellow Sun,” though it ends with White intoning, “It’s not sunny anymore.” Let’s just hope Jack’s not mellowing too much, with a wife and now a baby on the way. His neuroses are precisely what make him so fascinating in the first place. —RT
3. Rebel Meets Rebel (Big Vin Records): Talk about your genre mash-ups, this collaboration between outlaw country singer David Allan Coe, the late Pantera guitarist Dimebag Darrell and his brother, drummer Vinnie Paul, is a raucous good time and not as unlikely as it might seem when you consider the Akron, OH-born Coe got his start as a performer opening for Grand Funk Railroad. It’s all about drinking (“No Compromise”), drugging (“Cowboys Do More Dope”) and sex (“One Nite Stands”), but also loss of innocence (“Arizona Rivers”) and even Native American rights (“Cherokee Cry”), where Coe belies the charges of racism that have followed him around since his notorious 1982 song “Nigger Fucker,” which he always denied. The title track adds in a mean sawing fiddle and some pumping keyboards, while “Get Outta My Life” features a cameo by yet another genre-buster in Hank Williams
4. Drive-By Truckers and Son Volt at House of Blues: I certainly like the idea of both these bands, taking the harder end of the alt-country sound, blending the twin- (and in DBT’s case, triple-) guitar interplay of southern boogie bands like Lynyrd Skynyrd and the Allmans and grafting it onto the buzzing acid-washed garage-thrash of the Byrds and Neil Young’s Crazy Horse. Son Volt remain an interesting case, as many would have picked former Uncle Tupelo Jay Farrar’s band to succeed before ex-partner Jeff Tweedy’s Wilco, until the latter took a left-hand stylistic turn to become America’s answer to Radiohead, while the former are now seen as bearers of a No Depression neo-roots tradition that has lost momentum and cred over the last few years. In fact, Son Volt now veers perilously close to the jam-band genre, though they still work up a fine maelstrom of electrified country-blues live. Atlanta’s four-men-and-one-woman bassist Truckers sport a front line featuring a trio of singer-guitarist-songwriters, the most riveting being the bearded Patterson Hood (Mike Cooley and Jason Isbell are the others), who brings a Band-style down-home Americana to the group’s metier. And while the extended forays tweak the clichés of the genre and defy expectations, they bury the hooks and melodies in the process. The live shows use the songs as blueprints for the instrumental interplay, which is suitably raucous but precise in a Replacements kind of way—it’s no wonder that the Mats’ original mentor, New West A&R exec Peter Jesperson, signed ’em. It’s hard to resist, but DBT’s enthusiastic following remains a cult at a time when rock bands like this seem positively quaint. —RT
5. What I Like About Jew, Unorthodox (WILAJ): Mickey Katz and Allan Sherman, meet Rob Tannenbaum and Sean Altman, who drag the concept of good old-fashioned Borscht Belt shtick into the present, where it belongs, rhyming tuchus with Succos in “Hot Jewish Chicks” alongside the rocking “JDate” (“Did you know that there’s a website for lonely Jews?/It’s easy to remember and it’s easy to use”) and the finger-snapping barber shop joo-wop harmonies of “Hanukah With Monica” (“She put that age-old myth to bed/About Jewish girls not giving head”). In “Jews for Jesus,” they croon, “I never was the most observant Jew/After my bar mitzvah, I was through.” But hidden beneath the Jackie Mason paeans to circumcision (“A Little Off the Top”) and bar mitzvahs (the Beach Boys-like “Today I Am a Man”) is a hebe-pop version of the B-52s (“Taller Than Jesus”) with sprightly Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band melodies and hooks laced in Randy Newman irony put to the service of middle-class white Jewish pride as they tackle the goyishe majority on songs like “Reuben the Hook-Nosed Reindeer” (“It’s a bitch to finagle lox and a bagel at the North Pole”) and their own answer to Nat King Cole and Bing Crosby, “(It’s Good To Be) a Jew at Christmas.” Who said vaudeville was dead? Not these Jews. —RT
6. Rolling Stone 1000th Issue: Rather on the self-congratulatory tip, Jann Wenner’s tribute to his journalistic institution sports a 3-D cover of cover subjects based on the famous Sgt. Pepper portrait—and just to illustrate the chasm between the ’60s and now, neither of my teenage kids got the reference. Still, you have to admire how Stone has continuously managed to reinvent itself, just like MTV, as the Time cum Newsweek for the eternally, if self-consciously, hip, even if the sex, drugs and rock & roll credo it was built on has gone the way of patchouli oil. There’s plenty to admire in this look back at how far we’ve come, especially Greil Marcus’ reminiscence of the magazine’s start and early days in
7. Shopgirl: A deadpan Steve Martin tries to reach for the quietly desperate midlife crisis angst of Bill Murray in Lost in Translation and Broken Flowers in this adaptation of his novella by Thai TV director Anand Tucker (Hilary and Jackie), but ends up merely bemused. The problem is with the nature of first-person narrative, so effective on paper in conveying a character’s interior monologue, but incredibly difficult to pull off on the screen. The entire film could be read as taking place in Martin’s head, which leaves the characterizations by the lovely Claire Danes and the effectively empathetic Jason Schwartzman (basically reprising his slacker role in I [Heart] Huckabies) as frustratingly opaque. That’s not to say the movie fails to capture the anomie of finding a real connection in a city as diffuse as Los Angeles, nor the difference between material comfort and true need; it’s just that a film like Miranda July’s Me and You and Everyone We Know does it so much better. There are a number of effective moments, but they never coalesce into the transcendent experience this slight film promises, but never quite delivers. —RT
8. Behind the Music: Ratt (VH1): If ever there was a band made for this revived series’ well-worn formula of bands coming out of nowhere to explode, burn out and fade away, it is Ratt, one of the last of the Sunset Strip hair bands to get signed—by Doug Morris to Atlantic Records, no less. The typical excesses rear their heads, given poignancy by interviews with guitarist Robbin Crosby, who died of a drug overdose in 2002 after being diagnosed with AIDS, which he contracted from using a dirty needle. Crosby holds no anger toward the group, which basically abandoned him when he was no longer able to play, while the rest of Ratt, including a non-repentant Stephen Pearcy, muse about where it all went wrong. There’s remarkable live footage of a concert in
9. www.mlb.com Gameday: Crank up the live audio from your hometown station (available for the whole season for just $14.95 plus a free Sports Illustrated subscription), pull up the simulated game and it’s almost as good as being at the ballpark. In some ways, it’s even better as you can constantly check batting averages, ERAs, number of pitches thrown and lifetime statistics with a click of the mouse. I actually prefer the simpler GameDay to www.espn.com 's more three-dimensional GameCast, which can be a tad confusing when it shows balls going into the outfield as to whether they’re hits or not. I find myself sitting raptly waiting for the tell-all “In play, no out recorded,” “In play, run-scoring play” or the dreaded “In play, out(s) recorded,” like a high-tech version of the old cigar stores back in the pre-TV days which used to hang up large placards with the scores every half-inning. —RT
10. Gripe of the Week: Yeah, I know I should be concerned about third-world debt, global warming, AIDS in
CALENDAR
Friday, May 12th
7:00am-2:00pm
Barry Manilow: Toyota Concert Series on Today @
5:00pm
Heat @ Nets on ESPN
7:00pm
Coheed and Cambria & Avenged Sevenfold @ Cobo Arena,
7:30pm
Suns @ Clippers on ESPN: The Clippers return home after swiping away home court advantage from the suns. The Clippers executed Mike Dunleavy’s game plan to perfection and they will look to continue that during these next two home games. The Clipper’s, in my opinion, must win both!!!
8:00pm
Boyz II Men @ House of Blues on Sunset
Saturday, May 13th
8:00am-12:00pm
Revlon Run/Walk for Women: Kick off Mother's Day weekend by joining more than 50,000 people walking and running to raise money for women's cancer research. C’mon, you ingrate—walk for Mom! @ Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum & Sports Arena.
11:00am-6:00pm
2:00pm
Pistons @ Cavs on ESPN: This series is a bore.
5:00pm
Spurs @ Mavs on ABC
8:00pm
Depeche Mode @ Nikon at Jones Beach Theater in
Elefant @ Mile End Cultrual Centre - Montreal, QC
Three Days Grace @ Pechanga Resort & Casino - Temecula, CA
Sunday, May 14th
2:00pm
Bulldog Beauty Contest @ Livingston Park in Long Beach: So ugly that it's cute is the rule this Mother's Day at Justin Rudd's Bulldog Beauty Contest at Livingston Park in Long Beach's charming Belmont Shore district. And in an ironic twist, real-life beauty queens judge these almost 200 drooling dogs. This sounds hilarious!!!
5:00pm
Suns @ Clippers on TNT
7:00pm
The Rocket Summer @ Understudy Theatre, Dothan, AL
Flyleaf & Dropping Daylight @ The Broadwalk, Orangevale, CA
JE-C’S NEW MOVIE RUNDOWN
Poseidon
Starring: Josh Lucas, Kurt Russell, Jacinda Barrett, Richard Dreyfuss, Jimmy Bennett
Synopsis: Captain Bradford delivers a holiday toast to the passengers on board his luxury cruise ship, the Poseidon. But on the horizon is a giant wave, and it's approaching fast. Unable to avoid it,
Thoughts: Directed by Wolfgang Petersen, this remake has all the potential to be a blockbuster. But if it sucks, I’m gonna have to go back and see the original.
Art School Confidential
Starring: Max Minghella, Sophia Myles, John Malkovich, Jim Broadbent, Ethan Suplee
Synopsis: A young artist named Jerome escapes from his boring high school to a prestigious East Coast art school. His ambition: becoming the next Picasso. But the pretentious wannabes don't exactly take to Jerome's sincerity or talent. In fact, everyone shuns him, except Audrey, the daughter of a celebrated artist. So it crushes Jerome when Audrey's affections are stolen by the local star artist, Jonah. To win her back, he seeks the advice of a quirky professor and a drunken failure (Jim Broadbent).
Thoughts: I recently saw a coming attraction for this movie, and it looks hilarious. It was directed by Terry Zwigoff, who did Bad Santa, which I loved; I’m expecting the same result with this one.
Other Movies Out This Weekend:
Keeping up With the Steins: Starring Jeremy Piven, Jami Gertz, Daryl Sabara, Doris Roberts, Garry
Just My Luck: Starring Lindsay Lohan
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