Jarring: Conor Oberst

7 08 2008

The Jam: Conor Oberst, self-titled

Measure expectations into a large bowl. Strain old pretenses. Add maturity and mix well. Stir in some mysticism and Mexico. Sprinkle in new faces. Store for a month in the winter. Add mellifluousness and congruity. Check for consistency and texture among the batches. Pour into clean, simple jars with clean, simple labels.

Tastes a lot like: Peachberry Jam- It’s your classic berry jam you’ve loved all growing up but with a refreshing, tasteful twist.

After shacking up with The Mystic Valley Band in Tepoztlán, Morales, Mexico, Conor Oberst has released his first album since ninety-six out from under the perennially productive Bright Eyes banner. This past winter, Conor and fellow musicians Jason Boesel, Taylor Hollingsworth, Nate Walcott, Nik Freitas and Macey Taylor locked themselves into a make-shift studio in a villa in Mexico for a month. The outcome is a harmonious and toe-tapping collection of Neil Young-esque tracks.
Touching on the sheer fact the album was recorded about two thousand miles away from the epicenter of the Conor Oberst franchise, this album has a refreshing, nomadic, free-spirited quality. From Sausalito‘s Californian surf style easy living to the obvious good ole’ country tunes like I Don’t Want to Die. Hell, NYC- Gone, Gone is all about drifting all over the place. You get the sense of a man who wants to experience the world and walks of life- a happy ending for the sad little boy who used to indulge us with displays of depression and cynicism. Yep, it’s good to know Conor has grown up. He sounds like a man with an unwavering sense of confidence and wisdom who has finally come into his own in the world, making the most of it all and enjoying it.
And enjoying it with others. There is a euphonic feeling that hangs in the air with this album which I attribute to the Mystic Valley Band and the close quarters. Looking at Conor’s discography, “harmonious” is a word that could be used very sparingly outside of describing the actual arrangement of music. The general feeling tended to weigh heavy on your heart whereas this album is one you could throw on during a road trip without killing the whole vibe and someone starting to weep from behind their drug store Ray-Ban knock offs.
Look, it’s no Wide Awake, I ain’t gonna lie. But it is consistant with the more recent folk-county releases. It’s not even fair to be comparing this album to Bright Eyes… well, sort of. But hey, I’m willing to give Conor a clean slate, especially when he gives us quality jams.

Conor and the Mystic Valley Band are touring as we speak !!!





Young Women

31 07 2008

I have recently become reacquainted with a gent I went to high school with. He now is an “Internet Strategist” for American Apparel. Last night, a heated debate broke out in my room between my roommate and him. She had some qualms with American Apparel’s marketing tactics, which tend to lean towards a seventies inspired porn theme. Her main point was it was wrong for them to over-sexualize pre-pubescent looking girls and the same old same old fashion industry gripe that it negatively influences society, that they should use women who look like women.

But what defines what a “woman” should look like? From what I’ve gathered, the consensus is that they should look mature- mentally and physically. Full-figured with the wisdom of at least a couple years of college life around their eyes; they look their age. They look like they are old enough to have had a relationship or two, that they’ve had a couple rolls in the hay and could eventually pop out a couple little rascals. Granted, that is how the majority of women do look. I can see how one would be upset with the constant barrage of five-ten, a hundred and two pound girls because it’s just not realistic.

I’m not five-ten, just breaking a hundred pounds but I’m also just fitting into the bras my mom bought me in seventh grade. I’m not even exaggerating. I’m twenty-two and rather petite. I wear little to no makeup and I am commonly mistaken for a seventeen year old. I don’t look like what mostly everyone else thinks a woman should look like. I’m skinny but not tall, curvy but without much filling. I’m not Gemma Ward and I’m not Catherine Zeta Jones and I look like I’m in high school. Does this mean I shouldn’t feel sexy ? That it is wrong for others to look at me that way ?

I fall in between the cracks of the media and the general public and right into the niche of American Apparel, which is why I sheepishly sort of like their ads.

American Apparel is shitted on because of their use of women that look young. But women who look young are still women. And most women want to feel beautiful and desirable. I don’t necessarily get my jollies off on the xxx-esque photo shoots but these women they use make me feel more confident about myself– that girls that don’t wear make-up, that don’t have huge tits and who look young can still be deemed as sexy. I feel weirdly better about myself looking at one of their ads, knowing that there are people who think this person is beautiful in all her plain and childlike glory. There are people out there who think that women who look like me are captivating.

I understand that I may be a part of a small percentage but does that mean I shouldn’t be represented the same way that full-figured women want to be represented ?

Now I want to address some of the issues
I can see a flock of feminists or other radicals bringing up:

1. Yes, I see how these ads could be detrimental to girls and their self-esteem. But telling girls that look like me that they should look more like Scarlett Johansson can be just as harmful. It’s a lose-lose situation. Someone is always going to feel ostracized.

2. Yes, I understand that some of their ads could be assessed as being sexually suggestive and inappropriate for youngsters. But humans are naturally sexual beings. Why do you think they give sex education in elementary school? Because everyone knows the little raggamuffins are wacking off already. If you really want to save the children’s minds, turn off Sponge Bob Square Pants. American Apparel ads don’t promote ill manners, irresponsibility, general retardation or recreational drug use. Cartoons on the other hand… oy vei.

3. No, I don’t support child pornography or anything that could be seen on Law & Order: SVU.

4. Yes, I realize these women are being objectified but before there were “career women”, back when all this universe barabajargal went down, women were put here to get down and pump out a population. It is not all that mind-boggling that this is why sex sells. I don’t necessarily like it but I accept it for what it is.

5. No, you f-off !

And the point above all points is to remember this is a business. My friend last night was talking about how before the racy campaigns, they focused on being sweatshop free which no one gave a crap about. They are here to sell cotton basics. The morals didn’t work and the tried and true immoral tactics always do. So, Mission Accomplished.

Now, where is my gold lamae unitard ?





Tangent Tid-Bits

30 07 2008

On The Campaign Trail
Apparently, the McCain camp is launching a new tv ad that basically compares Obama to Britney Spears and Paris Hilton. This seems like a silly tactic for a couple reasons. One is that for the intelligent citizens of the states, this is ludicrous. How could anyone, for or against him, put Obama on the same level as butterfly for brains celebutantes and burnt-out mentally ill pop singers ? Secondly, the dumber portion of our population would probably love Obama for being like the false idols that adorn their treasured trash-talking tabloids and other forms of lecherous literature and reality tv. This escapade makes McCain look pretty desperate and a bit spooked. I would be too if my opponent was emblazoned on Obey T-Shirts.

Shia LEBayuf
Within the half hour that I saw Shia’s truck pieces on Ebay and decided to write about it, the price went from seven hundred & fifty to over fifteen hundred. What will the lucky winner get ?


Wow.
For those of you who don’t watch CNN (because that’s how I found out about this obviously imperative happening in the world), Shia LaBeouf crashed his truck Sunday morning, much to the stoked-ness of a nearby resident who is now going to make a couple month’s worth of rent off of someone’s mistake.
 

“Like the moronic driving-challenged Hollywood geniuses of the past… Paris, Nicole, Britney, Brandy, Lindsay, Mischa, Kiefer… now comes the one with the dumbest name of them all… Shia! Own a piece of his shame.” – Ebay user dvsinla.

Because only dumb people who are celebrities drive drunk or crash cars. Right. I got two traffic tickets last Thursday and I have about eight parking tickets I need to pay. I’m selling them for what I owe the city of LA plus ten bones. If you’d like a piece of my history, it is readily available- contact me at marissaaross@yahoo.com. Thanks.

Pot Progress

“The U.S. should stop arresting responsible marijuana users, Rep. Barney Frank said Wednesday, announcing a proposal to end federal penalties for Americans carrying fewer than 100 grams, almost a quarter-pound, of the substance.” – CNN

Uh, can I get a hell yeah son ? This Frank character has some good ideas. I like his style.

“The vast amount of human activity ought to be none of the government’s business. I don’t think it is the government’s business to tell you how to spend your leisure time.” – Rep. Barney Frank

Allen St. Pierre from the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws also made a great point:

“We do not arrest and jail responsible alcohol drinkers.”

Exactly. And alcohol and cigarettes, both very much legal and loved, kill more people every year than pot has in its existence. Yet pot is a Schedule 1 substance and cigarettes are sold to high school seniors. It makes a lot of sense.

F**k the P…aparazzi?
Also in the news, LA is looking to crack down on… the paparazzi. Gangs ? Drugs ? Elderly abusers ? Old news. The paparazzi’s days of irresponsible snap-shotting are over !!! And hopefully TMZ will subsequently get shut down as well as US Weekly and Tiger Beat.

Well, not Tiger Beat.
Everyone loves Tiger Beat.


- from the onion.








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