"The Proustian power of a piece of black vinyl, a beautiful sleeve, even a label name - Studio 1, Verve, Transatlantic, Imperial, Regal Zonophone, Postcard ('the sound of young Scotland') - can be intense and, at times, almost overwhelming. ... Can a downloaded album, floating free of its artwork, its context, its paraphernalia, ever contain that sort of mystery? Can a song bought from iTunes, and nestling somehow intangibly on your iPod, condemned by a whim to the cosmic meaninglessness of the 'Shuffle', ever carry the full weight of its own history? I think not. People need things."
As seen up there in the masthead, the cityofsound housetypeface is Gotham, by Tobias Frere-Jones. It's a lovely thing: elegant, practical, versatile, modern. And the face has just been extended with the addition of Gotham Rounded.
"Our Gotham typeface, inspired by signs on buildings, celebrates the workmanlike "draftsman's alphabet" at a monumental scale. Similarly unadorned, but at a more intimate size, is the lettering of engineering: the marks on precision instruments, blueprints, stencils and templates. Drawn, stamped, engraved and routed, these forms are sensitively captured by our new Gotham Rounded family, available in four weights (with italics!) that go from friendly to high-tech to cheeky with ease."
"Gotham Rounded's expressive set of styles gives rise to a range of different tones. Set tightly in upper- and lowercase, the heavier weights are youthful and cheeky; these same fonts, composed as letterspaced caps, have a mechanical, even austere quality. Specific combinations of weight and spacing can even conjure the specific artifacts that inspired Gotham Rounded: letterspaced medium capitals evoke the markings on camera lenses, the light italic recalls the alphabets used on lettering templates, and the bold caps can pass for the routed wooden signs that identify hiking trails and picnic grounds."
Having previously argued that convergence is something tech companies seem to show huge appetite for yet consumers seem to show little appetite for, I'll now happily admit I may be wrong. I finally see a convergent device that makes sense, that would appear to appeal to me almost completely. It just seemed that Apple had to make it, that's all. If they can actually launch the thing - on time, in sufficient numbers, globally - and it lives up to even half the promise of their near-perfect presentation, then convergence becomes a pragmatic, useful, beautiful reality.
Being a fan of both pamphlets and writing about architecture, it would be remiss of me not to point out that the legendary Pamphlet Architecture series has extended its call for entries for pamphlet #29 to January 16 2007.
"The winning submission will engage important issues facing architecture, landscape, and/or urban design today in a way that is as visually provocative as it is intellectually compelling"
A bit of New Year fun for you ... Looking at a favourite music list from a couple of years ago, I noted the jazz club scene from the film 'Collateral', and how much I enjoyed such scenes in films. So Chris Jones and I have been playing a little game, augmenting our fading memories with the magnificent YouTube, in order to create a list of the classic band performances in films.
No, the examples we're looking for are those where a band performance is used as a signifier or symbol. They're not a character as such, more an atmospheric effect into which characters are thrust. Not part of the plot, but part of the scenery, almost. So there's a golden era for these, from the late 1950s, when jazz and then psychedelic bands would be used to indicate when a character was about to dally in something a bit shady, up to the mid-1980s, when bands stopped being, well, bands. In a meaningful sense for the movies, like.
They don't have to be real bands, though bonus points if they are.
Last rule is that the sequence has to exist on YouTube. That's just for practicality's sake. I just hope the following stay up long enough.
So here's our top twelve sequences of bands in films, in no particular order. There must be many more out there, so use the comments to suggest other contenders. In the meantime, enjoy! (Tip: If you're finding the videos a bit jerky, as I've embedded quite a few here, click the YouTube logo on the video itself and watch it there.)
San Francisco dinner jazz in 'Bullitt'
The scene that got me started. I've seen Bullitt so many times and this is as emblematic a scene as the famous car chase. Steve McQueen manages to look both super-cool and out-of-place simultaneously, eyeing up the beautiful Jacqueline Bisset, as a boho 'Frisco jazz band get busy amidst the diners. It's fantastic. No idea who they are. All we know is that the guitarist is Mike Deasy. He was also in 'Dirty Harry' you know. Correction!See comment below.
Jazz club scene in 'Collateral'
Jumping forward, this scene is related to 'Bullitt' perhaps, yet this is a sharper brew - a version of Miles Davis' 'Spanish Key'. Michael Mann's use of music is exemplary, although he rarely places it in the foreground like this. The club shootout scene (here re-edited with just track, no dialogue) later - soundtracked to Paul Oakenfold - is more contemporary Mann. But this is beautifully put together.
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds in 'Wings of Desire'
Fantastic couple of performances. A classic example of mood-setting, Aussie wasters conveying Berliner decadence as angels wander invisibly on stage. Lovely. See also Crime and the City Solution's 'Six Bells Chime' in the same film.
Cliff Richard 'Junior' in 'Thunderbirds'
Oh yes, this qualifies. Just in case you thought this was all getting a bit dour. Cliff and The Shadows in puppet form, guitar-shaped rockets and all.
Graham Bond Organisation in 'Gonks Go Beat'
To complete this triumvirate of unbelievably dated British movies, here's a groovy classic featuring Carry On player Kenneth Connor encountering The Graham Bond Organisation, in some kind of future 'beat club'. Absolutely hilarious. And a fantastic track. The dancing is particularly enticing. Features the young Jack Bruce, Ginger Baker and John McLaughlin before their subsequent stellar careers. Oh, and Kenneth Connor. Dig?
Warhol party scene from 'Midnight Cowboy'
OK, the band aren't actually visible in this, but it's clearly a Warhol Factory affair, so we can assume that John Cale arguing with LaMonte Young about tape loops somewhere while Nico and Lou Reed check out the girls. And boys. Actually, according to the comments, the track is 'Old Man's Willow' by Elephant's Memory. It's a great example of rock being used to denote seediness.
Moby Grape from 'Sweet Ride'
You have to fast-forward this one to about 5' 28'' in. (Although you'd be advised to just let it play through, as Moby Grape were rather good.) Anyway, when you get there, you'll see a scene from 'Sweet Ride' (1968), showing a freak-out in full effect. Note how 'engaged' the San Francisco crowd are compared to the London scene in 'Blow Up' (below). Check the drummer in a pith helmet. See if you can spot Lee Hazlewood and Peter Fonda too. "Phew it sure is wild out there ..."
Chico Hamilton Quintet in 'Sweet Smell of Success'
Noir often used jazz as one of its key signifiers. Frankly, could've used many similar clips here. I discounted Frank Sinatra as Frankie Machine in Preminger's superb 'Man With The Golden Arm' due to it being too obviously about music. This strikes a better balance of scene-setting for the principal characters. Features Chico Hamilton. And it's a great film.
Jazz band creates havoc in Tati's 'Playtime'
Tati himself helps with the destruction of the impossibly ill-conceived modern restaurant in 'Playtlme' yet the super 'ip jazz band help things along by filling the dancefloor and playing at one hundred miles an hour. And keep going while everything falls apart around them and new social groupings emerge. Fabulous.
The Yardbirds in 'Blow Up'
Perhaps the quintessential 'band in film' scene features The Yardbirds - Jimmy Page, Jeff Beck an' all - in Antonioni's 'Blow Up'. Love the way that Beck so carefully wrecks his amplifier. It's all so studied. As are the crowd. Look how utterly London they are. Motionless, too-cool. Compare again to the Moby Grape crowd earler! Save for a couple of groovers at the back, they're barely there. At least they wake up a bit when Beck chucks what's left of his guitar into the crowd. This was shot in the 100 Club on Oxford Street, which is still there, although Oxford Street looks a bit different now.
Ian McEwan: Solar An odd book. Somewhat humdrum affair from McEwan. Engaging in places, funny in places, but curiously lacklustre overall. But McEwan is always worth reading to some extent. (***)
Mary Myers: Andrea Cochran: Landscapes A glorious book, about glorious work. Cochran's landscapes are pitched perfectly, balancing formal order with controlled explosions of planting, light and colour. It's quite beautiful work, stretching mainly down the west coast of the USA, and so with beautiful landscape to borrow. And the book presents and dissects the work, and the thinking behind it, with equal precision. Wonderful. (*****)
John Birmingham: Leviathan: The unauthorised biography of Sydney A fantastic read. Thoroughly subjective, impassioned, personal and slanderous. Well researched and hefty, but written with a light touch, it takes apart the Emerald City, revealing it to be both impossibly dark and essentially conservative. Along with The Fatal Shore and a few others, essential reading in terms of understanding the city. (*****)
Gary Hume: Toyo Ito: Sendai Mediatheque As with the Seattle Public Library book in this series from Actar, I've been poring over this over the last year, pulling details and insight into recent work. A good resource, well-produced. (*****)
Christos Tsiolkas: The Slap Clever yet eminently readable novel of modern Melbourne manners. Written with the devilishly compelling page-turnability of a good grown-up soap opera, it's also a smartly structured and beautifully nuanced depiction of contemporary Australian urban:suburban society, warts and all. (*****)
Steven Carroll: The Art of the Engine Driver Lovely evocation of late-'50s Melbourne suburb, and of the railways just before the heart was ripped out of them. Not just a warm nostalgic costume drama, but with rich atmosphere and complex themes rippling beneath the surface. (****)
Geoff Dyer: Jeff in Venice, Death in Varanasi: A Novel Hugely enjoyable, as ever. One of the finest British writers around. Not autobiography, but autobiography. Fiction, and non-fiction. Travel writing, and not travel writing. Hilarious and occasionally moving, learned and light, warm and bad-tempered, revelling in facile reactions and almost immeasurably deep. A mess of contradictions that establishes a coherent world-view. Which is a contradiction in itself, of course. Beautifully turned prose too, apparently effortless but almost certainly not. (*****)
William H. Whyte: The Social Life of Small Urban Spaces Amazingly, I'd never read this in linear fashion, from cover to cover, until recently. Quite brilliant, clearly, and written so well. With humility and grace, wit and candour, insight and experience. Although focused primarily on New York of the '70s, it's still essential. (*****)
David Peace: GB84 Not sure why it's taken me so long to read this, as I'm a big fan of David Peace's writing and this book is set in and around the early-80s Sheffield of my youth. But it was well worth the wait. Peace fictionalises the miners' strike, and the extraordinary events of 1983-85 as Britain teetered on the edge of large scale civil unrest. But it's only just fiction, no matter how brutal it seems. A brilliant evocation of the time, and a social fabric stretched taut to breaking point. (*****)
Cormac Mccarthy: The Road I don't recall being quite so affected by a book before. Absolutely extraordinary, particularly if you read within one day. It left me speechless, shattered and reflective. (*****)
Julianne Schultz (Editor): Griffith REVIEW 21: Hidden Queensland (Griffith Review) Very good issue. Although it pores over the same old ground again and again from numerous angles, it ultimately reveals a fascinating, multiperspectival portrait of a place. Beneath its becalmed, languid easy-going surface, QLD has the scars of an extraordinarily rich half-century of history; a set of stories and characters well drawn out here. (****)
Shackleton: Fabric 55: Shackleton Brilliant live mix by Berlin resident Shackleton (maybe the sound of Berlin?) Spooky, paranoid, heavily interior, floorfillers. No escape. (Cracking work music too, btw.) (*****)
Alberto Iglesias: Talk to Her (Score) Randomly ended up watching the film on SBS (again) and couldn't forget the music. Caetano Veloso's "Cucurrucucú Paloma" tipped me over the edge, but the rest of the soundtrack is just gorgeous. (*****)
Silent City Kayhan Kalhor: Silent City Startlingly beautiful album by Iranian fiddle and lute player Kayhan Kalhor and string quartet Brooklyn Rider. The opener, 'Ascending Bird', is one of the most stirring pieces I've heard for a long time, yet the centrepiece is a 30-minute evocation of Saddam Hussein’s poison gas attack on the Kurdish city of Hallabjah. Incredible. (via DJ Rupture of WFMU) (*****)
Nicki Minaj: Pink Friday An album of two halves, in other words, made for unbundling. All the tracks here with rappers (Eminem, Drake, will.i.am (feat. Buggles), even Kanye) are great, as a few others, but a good 4 or 5 can just be deleted. She seems to explode in a reactive situation. Production is just ... OK. (****)
Kuusumun Profeetta: Kukin kaappiaan selässään kantaa Oldie (2002) but lovely. Gentle, meandering rhodes-flavoured Finnish psych-folk-jazz. As heard on Monocle Weekly via Tuomas Toivonen. Purchase here. (*****)
Lido Pimienta: Color Columbian pop of highest order. More here. (*****)
Das Racist: Shut Up, Dude Crazy NYC-hip-hop mix from the awesome DR. In their own words: "WEED EDGE/HARE KRISHNA HARD CORE/ART RAP/FREAK FOLK MUSIC TRIO BASED IN BROOKLYN, NEW YORK". Free download (for a while) here: http://www.myspace.com/dasracist (*****)
Four Tet: There Is Love in You Worth the wait, put it that way. Absolutely wonderful. Kieran Hebden at the top of his game. (*****)
Klimek: Movies Is Magic 'Dedications' was one of the albums of the last decade, and this is a supreme follow-up. Breathtakingly gorgeous music. (*****)
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