A tip of the hat and the glass to local brewer Tonya Cornett who has been invited to be a guest brewer at Britain’s J.D.
Mike Bookey
CD Review: MV & EE with the Golden Road
Drone Trailer
Dicristina Stair Records
While ravenous movers and shakers devour Animal Collective's Merriweather, and the long list of other January/February releases (Antony and the Johnsons, Andrew Bird, Bon Iver, A.C.
A Video Collector’s Nightmare: I’m moving and it sucks
Moving… it's a video collector's nightmare. I am now in the process of
moving across town and in my day I bought out five, maybe six video
stores. That may sound outrageous, but I needed those movies to produce
Onslaughts.
What's an Onslaught, you ask? Well, I take lesser-known
movies and combine clips of action, gore, sex, bad dialogue, insane
rock music and schmaltzy TV themes to mind-numbingly fast edits that
blaze directly into your retinas. People have told me that it's like I
invented a new drug-after one Onslaught they have to have another. I
use my videos as an art form, so much so that at one point an art
gallery in San Francisco even had an Onslaught showing. Onslaughts
simultaneously. A cable TV station in Manhattan (MNN) showcased
27-minute Onslaughts for three years. I've made 26 two-hour Onslaughts
so far, each of which took 350 or more movies to make. You do the math.
Keeping a Watchful Eye: Watchmen scores and falls flat on a grand scale
Go ahead…The making of Watchmen was besieged with controversy and problems from
the get-go. Producers fought over rights, writer Alan Moore took his
name off the project, lawsuits flew-it was a messy Hollywood legal
battle on a grand scale begging the question: would it ever be
released?
With Zack Snyder (Dawn Of the Dead redux and 300) at the
helm, Watchmen is good for about two hours. There are amazing special
effects, exceptional acting and some of the best dialogue I have ever
heard, but then just when I told myself I could watch this all day,
Watchmen took a turn for the worse and never wholly recovered.
Cocktailing: Bars in Hospitals? Why Not?
It is no secret that we as a nation are struggling with how to make
healthcare affordable and available for everyone. The Republicans are
afraid that after the socialization of their beloved banks that the
state might try to subsidize health insurance too. But fret not, there
is a business opportunity to be had that can no doubt bring about lower
healthcare costs. Hospitals need bars in them. Certainly it is a place
where we could all use a drink, from patient to doctor to visitor,
there is plenty of stress that a little highball could do wonders for.
Cocktailing: Bars in Hospitals? Why Not?
It is no secret that we as a nation are struggling with how to make
healthcare affordable and available for everyone. The Republicans are
afraid that after the socialization of their beloved banks that the
state might try to subsidize health insurance too. But fret not, there
is a business opportunity to be had that can no doubt bring about lower
healthcare costs. Hospitals need bars in them. Certainly it is a place
where we could all use a drink, from patient to doctor to visitor,
there is plenty of stress that a little highball could do wonders for.
Highly Unorthodox: Goodbye Dyna are doing things ass backwards and loving it
Dyna by candlelight.Three-fourths of Goodbye Dyna have gathered at the Source offices on a
Friday afternoon, all of them with the ruddy faces that can only mean
one thing on a sunny March day in Bend: they just got off the mountain.
The emerging local eclectic rockers admit that they've just finished up
their first ever "band day" at Mt. Bachelor - and this is just one of
several firsts Goodbye Dyna has chalked up as of late.
If you size up Goodbye Dyna against other local acts, it would seem
that this quartet has done everything backwards. Rather than earning a
following by slaving away in the bars for a couple years before
amassing enough material and resources to lay down some tracks in the
studio, Goodbye Dyna took a different route: they pretty much had an
album before ever playing a show. Well to say "they" is stretching it
to a degree, seeing as how front man Andrew Mowbray Jacobs played
almost all the instruments and produced the band's debut, XXVII, on his
own.
Still Kickin’: Street Fighter gets it done after two decades
Blanka would kick both of these guys' asses.The drive-in is jumping tonight. A low-rider with purple flames bounces
next to a Hummer topped with a row of girls. In the shadows, hip-hop
boys pump their arms, and Vegas-scale neon signs emblazon "DINER" and
"BURGER" across the sky.
I enter the ring of headlights with the
authentic swagger of a worldwide legend. As Ryu, I've been starring in
the Street Fighter franchise for twenty years now. My arms, as massive
as gnarled tree trunks, burst out of the ripped shoulders of my
karategi. My feet are bare and bigger than my head.
My opponent,
however, is new to the game. Named Rufus, he is an obscenely fat
American topped with a bright yellow braid of hair. His belly roils
like water in a bag, and his breasts wiggle violently as he kung-fus
himself across the arena.
No Fairy Tale: Bashir shows us what nightmares are made of
The things they carried. An animated documentary with real life interviews in cartoon form,
Bashir dissects the Lebanese civil war that followed the assassination
of Lebanese President Bashir Gemayel. One might assume that taking an
animated approach to atrocities of war would risk trivializing the
tragedies, but for the most part Israeli writer/director Ari Folman
pulls it off.
The opening scene with wild dogs all fire-eyed
and snarling running through the streets in a dream sequence recounted
by Folman's pal is an effective set up. The dream jars the director's
vague recollection about his possible involvement in a
massacre/slaughter/battle/conflict, prompting him to regain his
repressed memory.
The Vic: Best Location to Forget the Recession
It's 31 degrees. Grey clouds fill the morning sky.

