Magic Jewball

all signs point to no

 

Losing my religion

Filed under : New York City
On April 16, 2008
At 2:45 pm
Comments : 8

Dear Catholic visitors to New York,

How come the excitement over the Pontiff’s visit + the brevity of said visit do not cause you to move faster but rather to cluster in large groups at subway entrances and other places I need to get through quickly? Just sayin’!

Also, if you could all pray for the Yankees’ success whilst at Yankee Stadium, that would be beyond awesome and also might make up for the rest of this stuff.

Happy Passover!
Becca

PS, to all religions: I’m meeting my first Mormon this week! Stay tuned for updates.



R.E.M. - Losing My Religion

 
 

And now, a political message

Filed under : New York City
On March 11, 2008
At 11:00 am
Comments : 5

Dear Eliot Spitzer,





Love,
The Music Industry



Not on Napster: Liz Torres - (What Goes Around, Comes Around) Payback Is A Bitch

 
 

There’s snow in the streets, it’s up to my ankles

Filed under : Music, New York City
On February 14, 2008
At 1:30 pm
Comments : 5

Well, not really. More on this later.

Happy Pitchers & Catchers Reporting Day! Sorry, I know I’ve been MIA for a bit but I’ve been busy and you know that must be true because my TiVo is full. If you could see my TiVo. Also, I have a ReplayTV and not a TiVo but that’s neither here nor there.

Anyway, a couple of follow-up items. Firstly, regarding my bemoaning the loss of a radio station that I don’t even receive, there’s actually a new rock radio station in New York and I do receive it! It’s called WRXP and it’s at 101.9. It’s basically rock of the 70’s, 80’s, 90’s, and today all mashed together. For instance, the other day I heard The Doors, Arctic Monkeys, and Soundgarden in close proximity, which was groovy, especially because Peace Frog is amongst my favorite Doors songs (who else could take a lyric like “there’s blood in the streets, it’s up to my ankles!” and enable you to dance to it?). So give that a try if you are in or near our fine, fine city and its steroid-laced baseball players.

Next, kb asked me in a comment which I so rudely didn’t answer (because I knew I’d put it in my next post, I just didn’t know it would be three days later - sorry!) about the song I posted there. What is that smoky, mysterious Feist song in French? It sounds like an Erik Satie number! This is because it is, actually, just with Arthur H’s lyrics over it. And he’s joined by Feist. I really adore this song and as I said in the comment, the lyrics are sung so slowly that even I can understand them. If only I could sing as low as Arthur H and as high as Feist, I’d be set. Now as to where you can get it, uh, that’s trickier. It’s not available as a download on iTunes or Napster. So, you’ll be left to your own devices on that one. So, *cough*, here it is.

Arthur H a/Feist - La Chanson De Satie
http://tinyurl.com/yqmgyp

If you like it, and I know you will, feel free to buy the whole album, it’s a reasonable $13.98 as of this writing at Amazon. I want to hear it just for the song called “Ma Dernière Nuit à New York City.”

Lastly, this isn’t a follow-up to anything, I just like snow, and it enabled me to title this post with its current header. And we finally got some. For a few hours. The guy at right has a shovel. I don’t. This is why I love living in New York.



The Doors - Peace Frog

 
 

The days the music died

Filed under : Music, New York City
On January 29, 2008
At 12:45 am
Comments : 6

Do you remember when your favorite radio station died? Because I’m sure it’s dead by now, even if it’s been reincarnated in a wholly different form. If the station you grew up with is exactly the same now, I’ll give you a nickel. See, mine died about 15 times. First there there was a lawsuit and it was given to another owner who pretended it was the same, but it never really was. Half the DJ’s left but they mostly came back. My true station, WLIR, had the Screamer of the Week. The new station, WDRE (a play on LIR’s slogan “The Station That Dares to be Different”), had the “Shriek of the Week.” Nice, right? I mean, they still played the stuff no one else in the area was playing, stuff from the UK, non-album-tracks, weirdo New Wave acts and such, Depeche Mode all day, etc., but it felt cheap. Eventually, it shifted formats several times, to Modern Rock, to AAA (Adult Album Alternative), yadda yadda. Along the way, it became WLIR again but by then I no longer was in an area that got reception so I pretty much lost track of all that.

I did notice when it was bought by Univision and went Spanish in 2004. That felt like death. Just like the first time they were forced off the air, they played Alphaville’s Forever Young and closed. But they were reborn! On a frequency no one was able to receive, but that was OK, they also had the Interweb and we all get that, don’t we? But you know, all those deaths weren’t enough and even that incarnation became a smooth jazz station (because there’s so much non-smooth jazz out there). But that failed! And WLIR came back! Until this week, when it closed for good and became an affiliate of ESPN radio. So farewell to my station which died a thousand deaths.

And here’s to my favorite DJ’s: Donna Donna, Nancy Abramson, Malibu Sue, Denis McNamara, Larry the Duck, Ben Manilla, Mark the Shark, Bob Waugh, and lots of others who were my daily companions. One of the highlights of my first label gig was when the Alternative Promotion lady let me talk to Bob Waugh on the phone and ask him some questions. He ended the call by saying, “thanks for calling in!” I guess that’s the way DJ’s close their calls in real life too.

Most of the iPod Songs of the Week, I heard them on WLIR first. The kind of music that people consider 80’s music now was only played here on LIR: U2, Culture Club, Depeche Mode, The Cure, The Smiths, Squeeze, Tears For Fears, The Ramones, The Clash. Some bands who didn’t become popular in the general world until the 90’s were already played on LIR in the 80’s: REM, Red Hot Chili Peppers, B-52’s. Z100, the popular Top 40 station here, was playing the Footloose soundtrack and Madonna and Genesis and Wang Chung. Eventually they got around to music LIR had been all over for months. This is why as a child I was a Police and U2 fan when my friends were listening to pop. I remember going to England as a teenager and finding that all the bands I had to go to the tiny underground (literally, it was underground) record store to find were front and center in the regular racks… like Bryan Adams was here. It was like I’d died and gone to New Wave heaven.

So thanks, WLIR, for daring to be different and making me the music fan I am today. Satellite radio rocks my world now but it will never be in my heart the way the stations of my youth were. RIP.



Alphaville - Forever Young

 
 

Bullseye!

Filed under : New York City, Stores
On November 15, 2007
At 12:30 am
Comments : 27

Speaking of dreams, one of mine came true this week and it’s going to change my life. Dear diary, it’s really happened, they opened a Target near me. If you are savvy, and you know New York or Target or both, you will say, “Becca, there’s no new Target near you - the last one opened like last year. Or the year before.” True. But I thought it was in The Bronx. It turns out, it’s in Riverdale. If you are inclined to think that Riverdale is actually in The Bronx, hey, just ask someone from Riverdale. Or plug the address of the Target into Hopstop and use The Bronx as the borough. Nothing, right? Well, try Manhattan. Yes, Hopstop considers 225th Street in Riverdale to be Manhattan. Nice.

I just consider it somewhere safe to shop. And shop I did. It’s 25 minutes away by subway! And no changes! One line, up, down, etc. Do you know how nice that is with bags filled to the brim with inexpensive merchandise? I may never shop at Duane Reade again, I don’t care if it’s on every corner of my intersection. Which it is. On the way back, I ended up talking to some lady from the Village (she didn’t understand the weekend service changes on the IRT, which have been going on for most of my adult life, it seems, so I am a fount of information) who had only come so far because she had a gift card. For ten dollars. And she said it took her an hour to find anything she could possibly want. Are you kidding me? I made comments to the effect of “$5 toothpaste at Duane Reade, $2.39 at Target” and such, and her answer was, “I shop at the 99 cents store, I never go to Duane Reade.” Well, if you want to die of poisoning from Crist brand Chinese toothpaste, have at it, sister! It later emerged that her handbag cost four hundred dollars. I cannot make this stuff up. By the way, I spent $165 at Tar-jhay. And I may go back this Sunday.

I want you to know, I have nothing against The Bronx. It’s actually my third favorite borough! Right in the middle. Here’s how it shakes out:

1. Manhattan - This may surprise you if this is your first day on this website.
2. Brooklyn - Sentimental favorite - I’m half Brooklynese and have swell memories.
3. The Bronx - Yankee Stadium, The Bronx Zoo, Botanical Gardens - what’s not to like? Please don’t answer that.
4. Queens - I suppose I just don’t really like Queens, maybe it’s the fact that I only find myself there in a huge hurry to make a plane. But it has the National Tennis Center and until they move it to somewhere better, I’ll continue to just enjoy it one week of the year.
5. Staten Island - I’ve seen it more often in Working Girl than real life. I believe I have spent one day there ever. I think I was ten.

So there you have it. And actually, I’m not sure I want a Target in Manhattan. Have you seen Union Square lately? And by lately, I mean in the last ten years. No, really, it’s beginning to make even I, who love chain stores, kind of queasy. So let’s keep it just over the border in The Bronx Riverdale, shall we?



KRS-One - South Bronx