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Big Boi Needs a Video Intervention

So, I really do love Big Boi.  And I think “Fo Yo Sorrows,” an ode to getting high, oral sex and drawing strength from the haters, is a strong track: I like the contrasting tempos a lot, the song is funny and occasionally nasty.  But man, does the guy need someone to work on some video concepts for him.  First, he records this dull (visual) mess with Gucci Mane.  And then, I don’t mean to hate, but you get Big Boi, George Clinton, and Too Short on a set together and all you can come up with is straight-on shots of each guy rhyming, and a little girl popping her hips?
What happened to the dude who rocked his way through a magical garage and the savannah in “The Way You Move“?  I am convinced that the video for his collaboration with Janelle Monae, “Tightrope,” will bring the crazy awesome because Monae never settles for anything less.  But this is weaksauce.

From Oskar, To Y’all

As a public service, commenter Oskar uploaded this gorgeous, stripped-down version of Robyn performing “Show Me Love” from the Swedish program “They Call Us Artists.”  Enjoy:

A Princess for All Seasons

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I am completely fascinated by the kerfuffle over Disney’s retelling of Rapunzel, and the marketing of the movie.  A quick primer: Disney, concerned about the extent to which the audience for their animated family movies skews female at the expense of potential profits, decided to adapt the Rapunzel story to include a dashing male character who has a prickly back-and-forth with the famously-tressed heroine, and to name the movie Tangled, rather than Rapunzel.  The changes have prompted charges that Disney is concerned only with profits, or that it’s abandoning female audiences, or something.  It seems to me that there are issues worth exploring both particular to this project, and about animated movies and gender roles more generally.

First, I think it’s fascinating, and telling, that it’s taken this long for a Rapunzel movie to get made.  I’ve always found it to be the most profoundly disturbing of the fairy tales.  Snow White may be dumb enough to get duped by her wicked stepmother, and Cinderella really should have called the Labor Department’s Wage and Hour division on hers, but at least those women went out and did things.  Rapunzel’s physically as well as emotionally bounded, and that’s unsettling, as well as relatively poor material for an adventure movie.  Both from a perspective of providing agency, and for beefing up the plot, it absolutely makes sense to beef up the prince character, and to make Rapunzel herself something other than desperate to be carried away by the first man who comes along.  And this picture of her looking snarky and using her hair as rope in a very different way has sold me on the execution of these changes:


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But it disappoints me to hear that instead of working on creating girl-centric stories that will appeal to audiences across gender lines, Disney’s responding by shelving a project with a female lead.  As the LA Times points out, Pixar’s become the shop that produces movies with male leads, something that I hadn’t thought about before, but is true, and is sort of worrisome.  Pixar movies I think generally appeal to both male and female audiences strongly.  But Disney appears to have little faith that they can make movies with female leads where their gender isn’t determinative of audience.  That, to me, speaks to a paucity of imagination, a troubling assumption that male is the only thing that people can really see as universal, and that femaleness is somehow necessarily specific, segmented, unrelateable.

And that’s just not true.  Take Mulan, one of my all-time favorite Disney movies, which works by making gender issues and expectations explicit.  The main character is getting pushed into stereotypical female behavior by her mother and grandmother, though her father loves her and supports her essentially as she is.  When it’s clear he’s not physically fit to return to combat, she responds not by trying to find a solution that’s gendered-female: instead, she opts to take on a male role.  That opens up some great possibilities.  In one of the movie’s most famous musical numbers, “I’ll Make a Man Out of You,” as Mulan struggles through military training camp, her struggles to transcend her gender are deliberately put alongside her comrades struggles to live up to masculine ideals themselves:

None of them are real men in the eyes of their commander.  Ultimately, Mulan becomes a military hero because she masters military skills and deploys them bravely, not because she changes the rules to suit her gender.  And because she succeeds on masculine terms, she has credibility to ask her fellow soldiers to take on feminine roles and use stereotypically feminine skills when she finds a moment where it’ll be advantageous to them to do so:

Not every movie is going to be able to play with gender tropes like this (and given the sheer number of cross-dressing jokes in Mulan, I’m kind of shocked it never ran into Focus on the Family trouble).  But there’s still a broader lesson I think Disney can draw from it.  It’s fun to watch main characters, be they boys or girls, do things and have adventures.  Make those adventures and the growth they demand from the main characters exciting enough, and you’ll find your audience.  Mulan treats romance as a decidedly minor subplot.  The movie is a reminder that women can do more than wear dresses, and that a kiss is not the only way to have a big finish. 

Youth

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Nomar Garciaparra retired yesterday, after the Red Sox, in what I thought was a sweet gesture no matter what the increasingly-sour Dan Shaughnessy (is there a sports columnist in America who more needs a sabbatical?) writes, signed him to a one-day minor league contract to allow him to hang it up as a member of the team.  I know the flaws.  The arrogance.  The sour departure in 2004.  The hurt that he wasn’t there when we finally won it all.
But more than any other baseball player, Nomar Garciaparra is the athlete of my youth.  His debut major league season was my second as a Red Sox fan, after my family transplanted from Vermont to Massachusetts, and found in the team a rock our church could be built on.  He was, for a time, prodigiously, outrageously gifted, the kind of guy who could hit two grand slams in a single game, on his birthday.  We took this California boy with the invented name and flattened its ending into a Bostonism, turning him into Nomah, one of our own.  He had a lovely smile, married one of the most admired female athletes of his generation.  When there were persistent rumors that he and Mia Hamm were going to buy a rather ostentatious new house in my town, I’ve never been so excited by the prospect of proximity to a celebrity.  
It all went to hell, of course.  Shaughnessy is right that the 2004 split was dreadful, though he’s wrong that we shouldn’t forgive, and seek reconciliation.  But that’s what growing up is.  The people you love most hurt you worst.  Promising careers get destroyed by injury rumored to be caused by steroid use, or at least overtraining.  But athletes are perhaps the best training for a mature kind of love.  You start out blind, you learn to see, and you have to figure out how to adore them even after your vision has cleared. 

More on the New Robyn Album

Stereogum has a nice interview with Robyn on the three mini-albums she’s going to release at various points throughout this year.  And it sounds like the combination of time pressure from running her own label, and thinking about the state of the industry has brought her to a similar conclusion about the feasibility and value of full albums as my own:

The downside of all that control? Everything takes so much time. It’s been five years since Robyn was released (two years since it came out stateside), and she has spent all that time touring and promoting. She’s also set up unique collaborations, received awards, and set up distribution with a US label. This album cycle worked well for Robyn, but it didn’t really work for her — so this year Robyn will record her new album in pieces, releasing parts in the spring, summer, and then fall or winter. “I think this splitting a full album up into different releases is, in a way, how people listen to music as well. It’s more about songs now,” she says. “But for me this is not an EP or a lesser version of an album. It’s an album, but it’s maybe not the normal length, so I can go back to the studio again and release these songs while they’re actually fresh, and go back to the studio and work on more stuff while touring,” she says.

I also totally agree with this sentiment:  “I love big sad pop songs. That’s where I naturally go. That’s the best.”  One of the things I think Lady Gaga and Robyn have in common is a strong skill for wrapping up very sad sentiments in dance beats.  Whether it’s Robyn stating the facts, “You never were, and you never will be mine,” in “Be Mine” or Lady Gaga’s agonized declaration that “I don’t want to be friends,” in “Bad Romance,” they’re almost subversive in the pairing of lyrics and sound.  

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