I thought I'd start out on a recurring topic of bitching about stuff by saying that I thought my attempt at humor for the
The Rochester International Film Festival
was stupid. Regardless, while I watched the films, I kept a tally of how accurate my one-word summaries were—in the end, I figured just shy of 50%. Many of the times, I could reinterpret my original intention with the word I chose and it fit fairly well with the film.
I got a chance to meet some of the filmmakers after the Friday show and showed them the list. Doing so presented myself as a complete fool—they each returned the list to me declaring it useless because I hadn't even seen the films yet and responded in kind with a collective cold shoulder. Miles Duffy (who made Mojave Green) was polite enough to engage me in conversation for a few minutes, but he
might have just been worried I'd get drunk and kill a nine-year-old driving home. (For those who didn't already get the joke, you'll never have figured out that the punch line there recalls a plot point in Mojave Green.)
Now, I'm not looking for pity in any of this, and I hope I didn't accidentally elicit any. Lately I've been really living large on this whole "between things" lifestyle. It feels like I'm at a point of personal growth, or I'm going through what they call an existential crisis, or I might just be going mad. Whatever the case, I'm finding that I don't have the gumption to use my old tricks to keep other people happy. For instance, I was talking
with Meghan (from
Bee Eater) the other day and described this very mood. I gave the example that I'd sometimes think of a pop-culture reference to say but then pass it up ... perhaps something from the
Simpsons. She said, "You mean like Mojo the helper monkey?" and added a monkey-like "eh," while pantomiming a lazy wave of disinterest.
Exactly: like one Mojo moment after another.
All this made for a pretty unique experience at the film festival. I've generally only having mild feelings of inspiration and disinspiration, so I felt pretty numb about the whole movie-watching experience. I felt like any impressions I had were attenuated from what I would have felt for the same films at another time.
Enough introspection ... someone's likely to think this is a blog.
Black Gulch(15 min., Michael Strode, Los Angeles, CA) was a clever action-comedy about some bank robbers heading into a deserted town culminating in a fight to the death.
Lights And Darks(6 min., Eric Kallevig, Los Angeles, CA) I said was "unlikely" and I still stand by that. However, it's good film making—kind of a personification of the foolishness of racism.
Free Spectra(5 min., Seokhan Ryu, Daly City, CA) I expected to be just a narcissistic demonstration of the filmmaker's self-assessed artistic ability, but it was really a very good abstract homage to the city of San Francisco.
Spaceman Dan's 243rd Flight(30 min., John Mossman, Brookfield, IL) was way too disturbing to have as the last film on Friday, but it was captivating and innovative.
Matsutake(23 min., Todd Dayton, New York, NY) was a clever, tongue-in-cheek (at times) documentary about the titular mushroom.
The Black Cowboys(14 min., Aaron Brookner, New York, NY) was a straightforward documentary about black cowboys—something I hadn't considered nor heard of before.
Westless American(6 min., Erik Nelson, Nijmegen, Netherlands) provided a pretty creative solution to what would otherwise have been a boring slide show of America's western parks.
An Assignment(23 min., John A. Rangel, Chicago, IL) shows the kinds of decisions we press kids into and how they may or may not be ready for the challenge.
Jill(21 min., Xavier Janghoon Lee, Santa Monica, CA) was a touching three-act piece on the more personal impacts of abortion ... that is, without being particularly self-righteous on either side of the issue.
Prayers From Kawthoolei(30 min., Joe Hill White, Los Angeles, CA) was a captivating, personal, and hair-raising documentary on the Burmese civil war.
Zamboni Man(14 min., Seth Henrikson, and John Cafaro, Chicago, IL) was a lot more touching than I thought it would be, although I think it may be better thought of as a video for the Jeff Tweedy original song (which I can't seem to find a name for so I'll just call it "Zamboni Man.")
Lint Trapped(6 min., Caleb Johnson, Philadelphia, PA) was a really funny take on what happens to socks that disappear in the dryer. Either that, or why you shouldn't drink while doing the wash.
Day Of Independence(27 min., Chris Tashima, Los Angeles, CA) managed to bring up the American history sore-spot of the internment camps for the Japanese without begging for pity nor passing any judgments.
You know, I think one of the lessons I'm getting from this "between things" thing (yeah yeah, here I go again...) is that I want to cut down on complaints again. I thought I got over it last decade but I relapsed a bit in the past couple months and have actually turned this site into a blog for bitching about stuff. (It is not actually a blog, though.)
In the past I've been picking away at eliminating hypocrisy in myself. I think my new quest is to avoid setting up contrived things to bitch about to boost my writing ego (which has culminated in a recent fiasco that I'm currently trying to patch up.) I'll leave all that "knocking down straw men" stuff to the professionals like Rush Limbaugh. Instead, I shall start using self-referential irony all the time.
No no ... really. I keep wanting to make a difference at things (like my long-term goal of making Rochester a place where artists want to "come to" instead of "be from") but I haven't been having much luck. Lately I've been doing a pretty good job at failing, such as the sloppy singleton summaries for the film festival. What I think is going on is that I'm getting a grip on what it is to do good work and how to make changes in the
world.
Of course, it could just be that I'm going mad—the only reason that I don't think that's the case is that I haven't entirely ruled it out yet.
But, just to do a little idle complaining and perhaps eliciting a desirable response, I wanted to say how much of a pain in the butt it is to try and come up with things to do during the week when some websites either don't update their calendars, or don't put the extra 60 seconds of effort in to do it right. I give bands a lot of leeway because they're likely on tour (especially if I'm looking for their calendar) and, let's face it: this ain't New
Zealand and there isn't an access point under every Romney. However, for places whose business rests largely on people coming to events so those events can be paid for (not to mention the website therefrom and the valuable Internet connection too) I'm irritated to find such a dearth of information. Some of the recent thorns in my side are:
The Lilac Festival, whose site is almost up-to-date except that they don't know yet which bands are playing on the
Lamberton Conservatory Stage. Every year there's some gap.
Rochester Visual Studies Workshop
(31 Prince St.)
has a calendar that's just a mess ... two highlights: the event taking place on May 57, and the Fall Film Series on Thursday, May 22 (a Saturday.)
Montage Grille
(50 Chestnut St.)
has a calendar that is only as accurate as the dollar value of the tickets ... at least a reasonable business move, but heck, unless you're doing something very wrong, it should be nearly free to keep everything up-to-date.
Rochester Contemporary Art Gallery has a calendar that only needs to be updated every couple months as new exhibits open and close, but they still manage to hide things, like the Camara Latina show which is way towards the bottom, out of chronological order.
I guess in classic style, I should mention some of the other exciting things I got to do last week. First off, I won Yancey's Fancy horseradish cheddar cheese on the
WXXI Auction.
Although I had to pay money, it's great to say the words "I won cheese." (It's like music, isn't it? ... I guess unless you're vegan or cheese-intolerant.) I also won a sheet pizza from
Mr. Shoes Pizza
(1921 South Ave.)
which is a phrase taking a close second place.
Between raindrops and film festivals, I also managed to get out to some bands. I had a great time at
Monty's Krown
(875 Monroe Ave.)
for
Eddie Nebula and the Plague
but felt bad for
The Isotopes
since their otherwise tight ship sprung a technical leak and they were left without their amusing interludes between songs.
The Blastoffs
show at
The Bug Jar
(219 Monroe Ave.)
was as stellar as usual ... you should probably check them out at
Richmond's
(21 Richmond St.)
on Saturday if you've can tear yourself away from all the other things that day. (Unfortunately they were never actually signed up to play so either nix that or plan to see
The Retreads
and
The Franks
instead. -J) Monday's show at
The Bug Jar
(219 Monroe Ave.)
was okay ...
Mad Happy
couldn't make it which was quite a letdown, but at least
Donnie Mancurio
put on a great show merging digital beatbox with some drumming influenced by the Far East.
Coming up is, obviously, the
The Lilac Festival
which I generally use as a pivotal moment when the desire to consume fried dough overcomes my memory of how bad it made me feel last year. Also, the
The Bop Shop
(274 N. Goodman St., in Village Gate Square)
show on Monday looks great (and by the way there is absolutely no excuse not to see any of these because they're in early evening and free) and that
Patti Prom
thing on Saturday seems pretty neat, but the word "prom" still puts a knot in my stomach worse than the fried dough will.
The Lost Boys of the Sudan(at
The Little)
- Documentary about a couple Sudanese orphans who make their way to America and suffer the ravages of suburban life.
Keyboardist and singer
Roz
from
Bullwinkles Café
(622 Lake Ave.)
will be at
Starry Nites
(696 University Ave., formerly Moonbeans)
starting around 8 or so.
[source:
the proverbial grapevine]
Tonight at
Monty's Krown
(875 Monroe Ave.)
is
For The Mathematics,
and punchy drums-and-guitar punk-rock band
Blue Spark and Flame
starting around 10:30 p.m.
[source:
Monty's Krown calendar]
Tonight at
American Legion Hall Post 474
(90 Saint Johns Park)
is
The Patti Prom
(a formal prom-like event to benefit Patti Magazine ... which is apparently an art/music magazine) with
Tamiroff,
Alec K. Redfearn and the Eyesores,
very good fast, disharmonious, de-tuned rock from
Uncomfortable People,
and airy-vocalist-with-poetic-lyrics,
Kelli Hicks
starting around 9 p.m.
[source:
the proverbial grapevine]
Today at
George Eastman House
(900 East Ave.),
a new exhibit opens:
New Narratives: Contemporary Approaches to New Media
and they're having their
Annual Estate and Garden Sale
today from 8:30 a.m. to 4 p.m. and tomorrow from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m.
[source:
Eastman House calendar]
From 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. at
Abundance Cooperative Market
(62 Marshall St.)
is their
Garden Swap
where you can bring extra plants, seeds, or supplies and grab others, then later in the afternoon is
Jim Heberle
to explain all about worms.
[source:
Abundance Co-op calendar]
Updated:
Tonight at
Richmond's
(21 Richmond St.)
is the show of brotherly love with excellent tight rock/punk-rock from
The Retreads,
and good fast rock from
The Franks
(not the
The Blastoffs)
starting around 10:30 p.m.
[source:
the proverbial grapevine]
Alexander Street Pub
(291 Alexander St.)
will be hosting modern rock and cover songs from
Uncle Plum
starting around 10 p.m.
[source:
Freetime]
Over at
The Bug Jar
(219 Monroe Ave.)
starting around 7 p.m. is power rock from
Low Ton,
Sara Strusz,
Bee Eater,
metal/punk-rock band
Fallguy,
Blues For The Red Sun,
good basic rock band
Jim Lapetra,
and drums-and-guitar rockers
Blue Spark and Flame
to benefit the Bug Jar bouncer,
Dougie Stroth.
[source:
Bug Jar calendar]
Dan Liberto
(of the The Comedy Company)
hosts
Open Mic Comedy Night
at
Duels Café
(17 E. Main St.)
starting around 7:30 (theoretically.)
[source:
Duel's Café]
Excellent experimental jazz band
TatYana
will be playing tonight at
Alexandria Mediterranean Cuisine
(120 East Ave., formerly Aria)
starting at 10.
[source:
the proverbial grapevine]
Fast-paced chaotic rock from
Hilkka,
not-quite-standard 3-piece rock from
Nod,
and noise and feedback with wildly overdriven spoken word from
Foot and Mouth Disease
will be at
The Bug Jar
(219 Monroe Ave.)
starting around 10:45 p.m.
[source:
Bug Jar calendar]
Apparently
Comix Café
(3450 Winton Pl.)
is sponsoring a
Foodlink
benefit titled
Canned Laughter
with
Ralph Tetta,
Joe Fico
and
Mike Glosek
starting at 8 p.m.
[source:
Freetime]
Big Eyed Phish
will be at
Brü Brewery and Restaurant
(300 State St., formerly Empire Brewing)
starting around 9 p.m.
[source:
Freetime]
This evening's
Big Drum: Songwriters in the Round
at
Montage Grille
(50 Chestnut St.)
will presumably have four artists starting at 6 p.m.
[source:
Freetime]
I guess
Daily Perks
(389 Gregory St.)
got on board with the
Foodlink
benefit titled
Canned Laughter
in lieu of its regular open mic comedy starting at 8 p.m.
[source:
Freetime]
Poor People United
meets tonight and every Wednesday at 7 at
St. Joseph's House of Hospitality
(402 South Ave.)
[source:
the proverbial grapevine]
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