1.11.2004
where have you gone, vlad guerrero? and why?
my favorite call in football is 'illegal touching.' juvenile, but it hits me like when they call a player on the ol' 'giving him the business' penalty in the madden video games. for the record, 'illegal touching' occurs when a player goes out of bounds, comes back in and is the first player to touch the ball. my least favorite commercial is the one where the dudes play basketball while flailing around on rollerblades.
sometimes you just have to have faith in the why: I 'overheard' (or whatever you would call the sideline view of a listserve discussion) a pretty good conversation about dizzee rascal last week. the aff. pointed out that d.r. and the 'grime' scene have totally mutilated and denatured a 2-step/garage scene previously known for its bounce and sheen and made it un-danceable; the neg. asked why this was a good thing, and I bought that...it was the ol' 'why prop up art for smart's sake?' defense. my jury is still out to lunch on dizzee, but the whole thing calls to mind another micro-micro-genre I've recently come around on...I initially thought 'micro-house' was a similarly useless exercise, i.e. - why submerge house's bigness in little, rippled drips and snowpack? isn't there something better you can go intellectualize? but, thanks to the benevolence of forced exposure, I have seen the light. just a thought. another thought: why don't police officers wear sweatpants and running shoes? wouldn't that make pursuit easier on their knees?
sometimes you just have to have faith in the why: I 'overheard' (or whatever you would call the sideline view of a listserve discussion) a pretty good conversation about dizzee rascal last week. the aff. pointed out that d.r. and the 'grime' scene have totally mutilated and denatured a 2-step/garage scene previously known for its bounce and sheen and made it un-danceable; the neg. asked why this was a good thing, and I bought that...it was the ol' 'why prop up art for smart's sake?' defense. my jury is still out to lunch on dizzee, but the whole thing calls to mind another micro-micro-genre I've recently come around on...I initially thought 'micro-house' was a similarly useless exercise, i.e. - why submerge house's bigness in little, rippled drips and snowpack? isn't there something better you can go intellectualize? but, thanks to the benevolence of forced exposure, I have seen the light. just a thought. another thought: why don't police officers wear sweatpants and running shoes? wouldn't that make pursuit easier on their knees?
