Bus
174
On
Valentine’s Day in 2000, a bus hijacking in Rio de Janeiro
became, through continuous live TV coverage, an event that
transfixed all of Brazil. Using news footage of the four-hour
ordeal, Bus 174 tells the story of the hijacking,
as well as the personal story of the hijacker: a typical
Rio street kid who grew up with no family, no home and no
future.
By linking these two stories, director José Padilha attempts
to explain the nature of the epidemic of violence that plagues
Brazil’s cities. As The New York Times wrote, “Bus
174 is a deceptively straightforward film that has the
force of tragedy and the depth of first-rate investigative
journalism.” Most other critics have judged his attempt
a success, too: Bus 174 turned up on numerous 10
best lists for 2003. Not here, though: Time & Space
Limited is hosting the local premiere.
Screenings of Bus 174 will be tomorrow (Friday, Feb.
6) and Saturday (Feb. 7) at 7:30 PM at Time & Space
Limited (434 Columbia St., Hudson). The Sunday (Feb. 8)
screening is at 5 PM. Tickets are $5 for TSL members, and
$7.50 for nonmembers. For more information, call 822-8448.
Evan
Dando
It’s
been a long, strange trip for Evan Dando. A few years after
forming the Lemonheads with high-school buddy Ben Deily
in 1987, he left the band to study at Skidmore College,
only to return when their punked-out cover of Suzanne Vega’s
hit, Luka, became a modest hit in its own right.
Deily left a few years later, just before the band signed
to Atlantic Records, for whom they recorded the poorly-timed
Lovey, followed by the exceptional It’s a Shame
About Ray. Of course, that record became best known
for the second-pressing tack-on of a punked-out cover of
the Simon and Garfunkel classic “Mrs. Robinson.” Dando and
company—the company changed several times over the years—went
on to record two more albums for Atlantic, both of which
were riddled with ill-advised noise experiments and sketchy
songwriting. A well-publicized struggle with drug addiction
shadowed Dando those last few years, and he broke up the
Lemonheads in 1998, causing a great deal of speculation
as to his well-being and his musical future. Remarkably,
he began to resurface in late 2000, and made his full-fledged
return to the spotlight—clean and sober—with last year’s
excellent Baby I’m Bored (Bar None).
Baby,
recorded for the most part with producers extraordinaire
Jon Brion (Fiona Apple) and Bryce Goggin (Pavement), received
a series of deep tongue kisses from the music press, and
for good reason. To call the album a return to form would
be selling it short: It’s Dando’s best work since Ray,
and easily his most mature-sounding release yet. Since coming
back around, he has kept real busy, cowriting a song for
the latest release by the Dandy Warhols (whose Courtney
Taylor-Taylor is the heir apparent to Dando’s bleary-eyed
former persona) and collaborating with electronica auteur
Craig Armstrong, in addition to maintaining an extensive
touring schedule. Response to his recent shows has been
overwhelmingly positive. Word is he’s having a lot of fun
onstage and doling out bucketfuls of old favorites to the
delight of longtime Lemonheads fans, and now he’s back in
the states for a brief jaunt in between trips to Spain and
his adopted homeland of Australia.
Evan Dando will perform this Saturday (Feb. 7) at Iron Horse
Music Hall (20 Center St., Northampton, Mass.). Willy Mason
opens the 10 PM show. Tickets are $12.50 in advance, $15
at the door. For more information, call (413) 584-0610.
Henry
Rollins
By
his own admission, Henry Rollins (who appears at the Egg
on Sunday) has been treated pretty well by punk rock. Sure,
he’s been bonked on the head by hurled objects and spit
upon more often than your average cubicle slave; but then
again, all that suffering bought him a home in L.A. and
a spiffy BMW 540i. So, now, the former Black Flag frontman
says, when somebody wants to express—or expectorate—their
feelings to him, he’s free to power-window them away. But
don’t let Rollins’ success fool you into thinking that you
too can simply start up a hardcore band and ride it into
a new income bracket. Fact is, the chances of you being
able to hang with Hank are significantly less than slim.
First off, Rollins didn’t just start up a band in his parents’
garage to soon thereafter land in the Buzz Bin. He won his
front-and-center spot with the already notorious Black Flag
by leaping onstage during an appearance in Rollins’ hometown,
Washington, D.C., and growling away. Now ask yourself, honestly,
do you have those kind of balls? And even if you do, can
you truly believe that your favorite band would give you
anything other than a proper beatdown for your brass? Rollins,
however, so impressed the band that when then-vocalist Dez
Cadena decided to move to guitar, Black Flag invited Rollins
to fill the spot at mike—and great ferocity ensued. In fact,
that word (“ferocity”) and all its conjugations so regularly
accompany Rollins’ name that it’s a little jarring to think
that the man’s current rep rests primarily on his spoken-word
performances.
Even before Black Flag disbanded in 1986, Rollins had begun
exploring other avenues of expression, all of which flowered
once he was officially solo: He started a book-publishing
company that released works by musicians such as Exene Cervenka
and Nick Cave, as well as cult literary figures like Hubert
Selby Jr.; he had a sporadic gig as an MTV VJ; he appeared
in bit parts and cameos in a number of films; he wrote a
column for Details; and he won a Grammy for his spoken-word
recording relating the quirks of being in a touring hardcore
band, Get in the Van. And he hasn’t slackened his
pace since. He continues to ply his avant-aggro, and to
boil rage and wry observation into hilarious and thoughtful
spoken-word performances.
Henry Rollins will perform the spoken-word show Shock
and Awe My Ass at the Egg (Empire State Plaza, Albany)
on Sunday (Feb. 8). Tickets for the 7 PM show are $20. For
more information, call 473-1845.