
Beyond the Books: October 2012
In Beyond the Books, Book Riot contributors recommend stuff that isn’t about books. From apps to zines, our recommendations are as wide-ranging and idiosyncratic as we are–and as we know you are too.
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“Somebody to Love” performed by George Michael. I have a pretty serious streak of Queen listening going, so much so that I’m now tracing ancilliary channels, like the Freddie Mercury Tribute Concert. A motley band of early 90s British pop stars performs, to greater and lesser success, Freddie’s great numbers. The highlight is a truly astonishing George Michael singing the most heart-breaking, in hindsight, Mercury blaster. It never occurred to me what a hero Mercury must have been to Michael, and I’d also forgotten just how charismatic Michael was in his prime. Sadly, he’s a punchline now, but in these five minutes, he’s an immortal (that is if you can see past the melon blazer) –Jeff
Blanck Mass by Blanck Mass. This is for those of you who like your music like you like your clouds: diffuse, massive, awe inspiring, and able to fill your horizon with wonder. This is a culumo nimbus of a record. At dawn. With the northern lights dancing on the fringes of vision. No words. No verse, chorus, verse chorus structure. Just the loveliest of sounds, moving very slowly. Put the song “Sundowner” on your headphones. Take a walk. At a stroke, the world and everyone in it will be transfigured. -Edd
The soundtrack to Inception has been in my headphones recently, along with Florence + The Machine’s Ceremonials. And, when I am sure no one can see and hear, I listen to KORN and Skrillex mix it up in “Path of Totality.” My favorite recent song, however, is Jack White’s cover of U2’s “Love is Blindness,” the song that is playing in the second part of the Great Gatsby movie trailer.
-Johann
I’m not sure how I missed the original theater release of the film Janie Jones considering that, as a small indie feature with a great soundtrack, it’s right in my wheelhouse. But miss it I did, so I was happy to find it streaming on Netflix. This great movie features a decidedly teenage Abigail Breslin, with Alessandro Nivola, whom I know from the films Junebug and Face/Off, and Elisabeth Shue, who plays a drug addict so well. The synopsis of the film is here, and the story is fantastic, as is the acting. But the music is as much a star as any of the actors. Both Breslin and Nivola do their own singing, and I’ve been listening to the soundtrack on repeat since I found it. I’ve also branched out into downloading the music of both Gemma Hayes, who wrote the music for Breslin’s character, and Clem Snide’s Eef Barzelay, who did all of the music for Nivola’s. Such a quiet little film and perfect music that I can’t get enough of. Definitely worth checking out. -Rachel
Amanda Palmer — musician, queen of the indie/goth interwebs, and spouse of Neil Gaiman — has a new album out with her new band The Grand Theft Orchestra, and I can attest that It. Is. Good. Theatre is Evil is well worth your dollars, and you don’t even have to pay: there’s a free version available! Number 2, “The Killing Type,” is one of the rawest break-up songs I’ve heard in a long time; “Do It With a Rockstar” and “Want It Back” are incredibly catchy and danceable; and some of the slower songs deliver on the melancholy big-time (“Bottomfeeder” and “The Bed Song” being my favorites). –Jenn Northington
Azealia Banks is equal parts super dirty and super adorable. I have rewatched her music video 212 … probably 212 times, no lies. -Kit
File this under “No Duh”: Bruce Springsteen. While I’ve always thought he was great, I never had a real appreciation for him until a few years ago when I dated a Boss fanatic. Wisely, I got rid of the boy, and kept the newfound love for The Boss. A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to see him live, and he was INCREDIBLE. I’ve seen hundreds of concerts, but I’ve never seen a performer show as much unbridled joy as Bruce did. I left that show a better person. If Bruce asked me, I’d get a tattoo of a bald eagle flying out of my ass, holding a banner that says ‘Born in the U.S.A.’ I love him that much now. –Liberty
“Boys & Girls” by Alabama Shakes. When I first heard the title track off this album, I did a double-take; I’d never before heard a song about platonic boy/girl friends getting estranged just because of social pressure. Lead singer Brittany Howard howls at the injustice of losing someone dear over mere social convention: “They say a friend ain’t to be between a girl and a boy / I don’t know why they said it, or why it gotta be so wrong… They say it’s just the way it’s gotta be, but how so?” Is this a first in rock? High freakin’ time someone tapped into that particular sting. –Jennifer Paull
M.C. Yogi. Yeah I heard him on NPR’s Fresh Air with Terri Gross which makes me a card carrying Democratic demographic in this election year, but M.C. Yogi is yoga music for Beastie Boy lovers. Downward dog, y’all; it’s finger lickin’ good. -Elizabeth
Sufjan Stevens’ EP All Delighted People…oh, Lord…it’s so good *faints.* You can always depend on Sufjan to be melodic, haunting, and totally weird. My favorite track is “Djohariah,” a 17-minute epic named after his sister that his website describes as a “guitar-jam-for-single-mothers.” It has ominous-but-lovely chanting set over a jazzy drum. This is really all you need to know. -Amanda
Posset. Say the word a few times and just try to resist imitating a British accent. (If you go full Coogan, I won’t tell.) Posset. Possetpossetposset. Don’t you feel like you’re wearing a bonnet now? But this old-school, custardy dessert tastes freshly fabulous. It’s basically chilled, pudding-thick, sweetened heavy cream, often flavored with citrus. There’s a terrific lemon posset at Brooklyn’s Iris Café: On the tongue it feels richly indulgent; then the lemon sparks up and the mouthful vanishes, prompting you to grab a buckwheat cookie to scrape the ramekin clean. -Jennifer Paull
They’re orange. They’re in the shape of fish. Salty, crunchy, with a hint of superiority over other cheesy snack crackers. You know what I’m talking about. Pepperidge Farm Goldfish.
-Elizabeth
Gilmore Girls. Fellow Rioter (and roommate) Jenn Northington and I have been watching Gilmore Girls from the beginning on DVD. It’s mostly a re-watch for me, although I haven’t really seen the show since I watched it on TV. I’d be lying if I said I forgot how much I loved this show, because I didn’t. I’m just so ridiculously happy to be back in the world of Stars Hollow again. And I’m reminded how adorably insane some of the smaller characters are, like Babette and Morey, Mrs. Kim, and Kirk. It’s also having me rethink my stance on the whole Dean/Rory/Jess thing. Because as “boring” as Dean was, Jess treats Rory like total crap. I mean, I love him to death and he’s the first one to actually grow up, but he makes Logan look like a good guy with the way he’s acting in these early seasons. Lorelai Gilmore remains my spirit animal. -Ali
Doctor Who. He’s back. It’s TV at its finest. The kind that hasn’t lost the wonder of childhood, but instead has added wit and intelligence to its arsenal. And tweed. -Edd
I recently watched Take Shelter, where the actor Michael Shannon rips the best actor Oscar statue right out of the Academy’s hands. No need for that category this year. The movie centers around his character’s slow slip into schizophrenia, where he keeps seeing and hearing an approaching storm, and the impact this has on his work and family. Must-see for those of you who like more actual acting than bombs and car-chases in your movies. -Johann
With 2012 being an election year, I figured it was finally time to watch The West Wing. No, I’ve never seen it; yes, I should be ashamed of myself. Five episodes into Season One, my feelings are as follows: CJ, awesome; Sam, meh; Toby, awesome; Charlie, awesome; Josh, meh with a “we shall see” caveat; Bartlett, better when on pain meds. If, like me, you have not already watched the show, I can assure you it’s an excellent antidote to the awfulness of the IRL political process.
-Jenn Northington
The LA Complex is about comedians who are so unfunny it’s funny again, rappers with what-the-flip secrets, self-destructive medical soap actors, child stars washed up at 30, and the porn industry. It’s all on Hulu and I stayed up til 4 in the morning watching the first season. J’adore ca! -Kit
This summer Safety Not Guaranteed and Frank and Robot made the subgenre “Low Concept Science Fiction” a thing, and not just a thing, a GREAT thing. Highly-times recommend. -Kit
I’m surely not the last person to watch Arrested Development, but I’m probably in the last few hundred. With new episodes filming now to air in early 2013, and continued rumors of a movie, I’ve begun watching (on Netflix streaming) the 53 back episodes of the Jason Bateman (one of my favorite actors) comedy that ran on Fox between 2003 and 2005. It. Is. AWESOME — a perfect mix of high- and low-brow humor. I’m sad it’s existed in the world for this long, and I’m just now watching. Remember, there’s always money in the banana stand. -Greg
I have a habit of finding old episodes of a current show on Netflix and then mainlining every available episode over the course of a few weeks. My most recent obsession was the first two seasons of Nikita, a surprisingly enjoyable CW show about a female assassin targeting the secret government organization that trained her but has since gone rogue. Star Maggie Q does all her own stunts, which is totally awesome. I’m currently finishing The Glades, an A&E crime procedural about an abrasive yet effective Chicago detective who has defected to Florida. Watching the episodes back-to-back can make Matt Passmore’s Detective Jim Longworth character a little predictable, but he’s so easy on the eyes it’s worth it. –Kim
I’m not sure that illustrations should be as transfixing as Phil Noto’s sketches and drawings of pop culture figures are, but his pool of subjects hits me square–from Roger Sterling to Kitty Pryde. Only quibble….not enough Star Wars. -Jeff