Music did its best to try and apply soothing antiseptic to an otherwise frightening 2016. At least we had some sort of positive, yeah? The incredibly strong year for music has seen no issue carrying over, seamlessly, into the first three-plus months of the new year.
Movies are meant to do a lot of things: Shine light into a dark world, educate, enlighten and bring truth to the screen. They’re meant to tell a story that you’ve never been told before, or put a new spin on a tale you’ve heard before.
Though the film has a seemingly linear storyline, there is still an eerie sense of unpredictability: the unconventional structure and tone makes sense, all of these years later, when you are familiar with the unmistakable abilities of the movie’s creators.
Sweat lacquered, brow furrowing, thirsty dudes are on the hunt to destroy everyone’s careers, even their own, in Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger’s 1948 classic, The Red Shoes.
The symphonic infrastructure of art across all mediums does indeed still exist in 2017, but it requires some digging beneath the surface to unearth, especially in music and cinema.
Formed in Los Angeles in 1983, the Mutts built up a legend for raucous live shows, ragged pop gems about blondes with bangs, John Hughes movies and the burning desire to live in San Diego.
It is clear to see the influence this film has had on certain works from the likes of John Carpenter, Pedro Almodovar, Guillermo Del Toro, and countless others.
Back before the earth cooled and life crawled from the primordial ooze, nightclubs dotted San Diego’s map. The Spirit (off of Morena Boulevard) always had great bands running through and if they knew my I.D. was fake, they never made a big deal out of it.
Bachelor No. 2 (or, the last remains of the dodo) is not only one of the key records in the official turning point for my taste in music as I approached the Sweet Sixteen, but it would continue to endure throughout key moments in the rest of my high school days, and well beyond.
It’s difficult to process the debilitating sensation of horror in everyday life. Pockets of birds are still perched on tree limbs. Cats tumble on floorboards and chase flowing articles of clothing.