The Misunderstood Critic

“The reason so much average or absolutely awful art gets promoted is that no one seems to understand what criticism is; if nothing is properly criticised, mediocrity triumphs. A critic is basically an arrogant bastard who says “this is good, this is bad” without necessarily being able to explain why. At least, not instantly.”

Does The Kindle Help You Concentrate?

“Much has been made already of the Kindle’s significance for publishers. By creating a payment infrastructure for digital reading matter, the Kindle is helping prod many to reconsider charging for their wares instead of relying on advertising revenue. Less discussed has been the Kindle’s tendency toward unitasking–but it’s clearly part of the device’s appeal, and it, too, offers lessons for publishers.”

Oldest Musical Instrument, A 35,000-Year-Old Flute, Found In Germany

“Archaeologists Wednesday reported the discovery last fall of a bone flute and two fragments of ivory flutes that they said represented the earliest known flowering of music-making in Stone Age culture.” The instrument “was uncovered in sediments a few feet away from the carved figurine of a busty, nude woman, also around 35,000 years old.”

‘The Boy Who Knew Too Much’ – Michael Jackson’s Breaching Of Boundaries

Ann Powers: “He always seemed to defy gravity, as a dancer whose signature move was so incomprehensibly graceful that it earned the extraterrestrial title ‘the Moonwalk,’ a singer whose tenor was high but strong, a rhythmic instrument that went as sweet and tender as a clarinet on the long notes – and as a man whose physical presence was first androgynous and then seemingly cyborgian, forcing his astounded public to puzzle over their assumptions about race, gender and age.”

NY Public Library Goes Backstage At The Ballets Russes

“While visitors to the NYPL [exhibit] will not see Nijinsky dance, they can see the famous diary he kept as he was going mad. Brilliant set and costume designs by Leon Bakst and Natalia Goncharova, plus photographs, musical manuscripts and old BBC films, place the Ballets Russes’ achievement in context, supplying a perspective that the theatergoers who flocked to its productions never had.”

Farrah’s Power Over A Generation Of Pubescent Boys

“No matter what anyone might try and claim today, Charlie’s Angels was an abysmal way to kill an hour. … The show, though, wasn’t the point. (At least that, I suspect, today’s youth would understand.) Watching Charlie’s Angels, having the FFM poster on your wall, clipping magazine pictures of the Angels in their bikinis and hanging them on the inside of your locker – these were more like badges, a way of participating in pop culture with as much sexual knowing as you could muster.”