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What You Should Be Doing Right Now

by John Rodat on March 30, 2011

According to an Internet Taste Maker, and Your Mom.

 

Music

Internet Taste Maker:

The He Blue Brains’ new single-song concept record Zydecorpse challenges, seems even to dismantle, the reputation that the Easter Island duo gained with their debut, Our Next One’s Called “Zydecorpse.” The 78-minute track opens invitingly with a chant-along chorus lifted from their massive club hit, “Titles Have No Copyright™,” but then hurtles off into the void. Over the next hour-and-a-quarter, no form of earthly noise goes unexplored: The band’s programmer, The Gary Who Knows Computers, has composed? compiled? congealed? a track as a kind of comprehensive treasure hunt/horror show drawing on all of human music making; vocalist The Gary Who Knows the Gary Who Knows Computers, on the other hand, seems never to have heard music, at all. The concept explored during this ecstatic cacophony is obscure, but, the Garys assure us (at their website, garywhoknows.com), it’s in there.

Your Mom:

If you can’t make it over to the house to get those boxes of records out of the attic before the weekend, then just send me a list of what you don’t want included in the garage sale: Asia? The Bill Cosby records? Oh, you used to think these were so funny! The Scorpions? That artwork is horrible. Or this one . . . I can’t even read this one. It’s got a scarab on the cover.

 

Film

Internet Taste Maker:

Werner Herzog has always been a daring filmmaker, but his choice to adapt the work of Amanda Hocking—the enormously popular, self-published, 20-something author of paranormal romances—shocked everyone. What is more shocking than the choice is the result: My Blood Approves, the first film in a slated trilogy, is simply stunning. Herzog’s portrayal of the Minnesotan setting is stark, haunting, and almost hyperbolic in its bleakness. Against this canvas, the vampire love triangle of Alice (Miley Cyrus), Jack (Mitchell Musso) and Peter (Corey Monteith), explodes with charm and menace. Cyrus and Musso have worked together before, and their comedic chemistry is well-used; but it’s Monteith’s brooding darkness—and Herzog’s fascination with it—that are sure to garner Oscar attention.

Your Mom:

How do I e-mail you the video from the girls’ birthday party?

 

Literature

Internet Taste Maker:

The new graphic novel from Frank Miller, The Decider, is both a triumphant return and a bold look forward. Miller’s stylized retelling of the presidency of George W. Bush harkens back to his best Sin City work, and the Manichean worldview of the 43rd president is effectively served by Miller’s powerful, brutal black-and-white illustrations. As the next installment in Miller’s oeuvre, this is an action-packed, strikingly-rendered, noir entertainment of the first order; as a popular (some conservative critics are crying, “revisionist”) account of recent events, it may prove to be something altogether more important. As Miller reinvigorated the form of the comic book with his seminal The Dark Night Returns, perhaps he has so done for presidential histories.

Your Mom:

Did you get the articles I clipped for you? Didn’t you play soccer against that boy? That is exactly why you must have health insurance.

 

Food

Internet Taste Maker:

One word, foodies: Pickles!

Your Mom:

Mmm, pickles!

 

Drink

Internet Taste Maker:

Last summer, the cocktail world experienced a crusade, of sorts. Spirits produced by members of religious orders were the hottest things under the sun—from Trappist ales, to fanciful concoctions featuring Chartreuse and/or Benedictine, to the potently psychoactive combination of ayahuasca and cachaça, briefly marketed stateside as the “LStini,” originally mixed by the Valhalla’s Foyer cult of Brazil and Uruguay. This year, we’ll see that trend continue and deepen with the introduction of Hard Holy Water, artisanal alcoholpops made from the sweat of praying nuns.

Your Mom:

Do you really think you should have another?