Tuesday, May 29, 2012

The Beach Boys in Newsweek

A member of Brian Wilson’s band speaks:

“When my friends hear I’m touring with the Beach Boys, they’re like, ‘Oh, so you’re doing fairgrounds and stuff?’” he says. “And I’m like, ‘No, we’re with Brian Wilson.’ But, you know, when we performed Pet Sounds and Smile, that was art. That was Brian. Now we are kind of at the fairgrounds.”
From Andrew Romano’s long report on the Beach Boys’ summer reunion tour: The Beach Boys’ Crazy Summer (Newsweek).

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Monday, May 28, 2012

Memorial Day

One hundred years ago. From “10,000 Will March on Decoration Day. About Fifty Posts Will Be Escorted by G.A.R. Regulars and National Guardsmen.” New York Times, May 29, 1912.

[G.A.R.: Grand Army of the Republic.]

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Misses Rheingold

The New York Times reports on a reunion of Misses Rheingold (or Miss Rheingolds). The reunion took place in conjunction with a New-York Historical Society exhibit on beer in New York City: Beer Here: Brewing New York’s History.

For New Yorkers of a certain age, Rheingold is synonymous with beer. I knew the jingle, or one version of it, as a child:

My beer is Rheingold, the dry beer.
Ask for Rheingold whenever you buy beer.
It’s refreshing, not sweet;
It’s the extra-dry treat.
Won’t you try extra-dry Rheingold beer?
Here is a ninety-three-year-old woman singing another version of the lyrics. And here is a commercial with a third version.

On the rare occasions when my parents split a can of beer with lunch on a Saturday or Sunday, I would have a sip in a Dixie. Cold cuts, potato salad, and beer still seem to me to constitute the Platonic form of lunch.

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SCHAEFER

[I knew the Schaefer jingle too. Is it so wrong for a child to sing beer jingles?]

Friday, May 25, 2012

Ellington and an iPhone app

InstaCRT is an iPhone app that projects a photograph onto a CRT (cathode ray tube) in Sweden and returns a photograph of the resulting image. That’s nice.

What interests me more though is the music in the app’s demo video. “What is that music?” I asked myself. And a voice replied, “It’s a slowed-down loop of the first four bars of ‘The Brown-Skin Gal in the Calico Gown,’ by Duke Ellington and Paul Francis Webster.” Here is the 1941 Ellington recording, with Herb Jeffries singing.

Minimalist iPad stand

[Photograph by Michael Leddy.]

It’s a doorstop, or an iStop, two dollars or so at the hardware store. The minimalist-est stand I could get.

Other repurposed household items
Bakeware as laptop stand
Dish drainer as file tray
Tea tin as index-card holder
Wine cork as iPad stand

A mistaken bit of iPad folklore

Fraser Speirs demolishes a mistaken bit of iPad folklore about apps in the multitasking bar. John Gruber says Speirs is right.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Mac recommendation: AppDelete

Helping Elaine with a computer problem yesterday made me remember how much I like Reggie Ashworth’s Mac app AppDelete. AppDelete removes apps and their associated files and folders — the bits and pieces left behind when one drags an app to the trash. AppDelete is modestly priced ($7.99), and its developer is a good guy. My only connection is that of a happily paid-up user.

How to improve writing (no. 37)

From an NPR underwriting plug for OfficeMax: “offering Forever stamps, like at the post office.”

Like at the post office, like on NPR! The awkward “like at” aside, it makes little sense to tout the stamps sold (not offered) at OfficeMax as the same stamps sold at the post office.

Better: “selling Forever stamps, saving you a trip to the post office.”

[This post is no. 37 in a series, “How to improve writing,” dedicated to improving stray bits of public prose.]

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Movie recommendation:
Jiro Dreams of Sushi

David Gelb’s Jiro Dreams of Sushi (2011) is a beautiful film about work and life and happiness. For Jiro Ono, an eighty-five-year-old sushi master, they are one: his work is his life and his greatest happiness. “I feel ecstatic all day,” he says to the camera. “I love making sushi.” Sukiyabashi Jiro, Ono’s ten-seat sushi bar, is the most modest of settings for the pursuit of ecstasy: it sits in a Tokyo subway station. It is nonetheless a Michelin three-star restaurant. Here, and in a son’s two-star restaurant, and in a fish market, we see Jiro and company patiently seeking perfection.

I’m no foodie, and this film, as I suspected, is no foodie affair. There are gorgeous close-ups of sushi, certainly, but the emphasis is on dedicated practice: the same tools, the same motions, put to use again and again with new supplies of the same materials (fish and rice). Ono is seeking “the top,” but as he explains, “no one knows where the top is.” So keep going. Is the fish a little tough? Marinate it longer. If you think rice is a simple matter — well, it isn’t, at least not for Ono and his rice merchant. The willingness to look more and more deeply so as to discover ways to improve or reinvent one’s work offers a model for every form of endeavor. I’d love to show this film to a class of writing students.

You can learn more about Jiro Dreams of Sushi at the film’s website (the source of the photograph above). If you watch the trailer, bear in mind that the film is far less busy and far more thoughtful.

Dial-a-Poem

From the Museum of Modern Art: Dial-a-Poem. Keep clicking the blue icon for more selections. Or call 347-POET001 repeatedly.

[The MoMA page may have problems in Chrome.]