100 Essential Jazz Albums According to The New Yorker
Thursday, May 15th, 2008Jazz fans, here you go. A list of the most essential jazz albums compiled by David Remnick (editor of The New Yorker) and Richard Brody.
And, for the fun of it, I’m throwing in a video of David Brubeck playing the classic ‘Take Five’ circa 1961. (Also find it on our YouTube playlist.)
Burning Issues Inside the Arab World
Thursday, May 15th, 2008There’s nothing like a good debate to reveal the issues that matter most to a society. And that’s what The Doha Debates have to offer – a good, nuanced look at the hottest issues in the Arab and Islamic worlds. The debates, which have been held in Qatar over the past three years, follow the format used in the famous Oxford Union debates. And they’ve been aired over the BBC and have picked up a sizable international following. (You can download the debates in video or via podcast from this page.) The speakers generally include ‘academics, politicians, religious figures, government officials, policy experts and journalists’ and some of the recent topics debated include the following (thanks Kirsten for the heads up on this):
- Is the Sunni-Shia conflict damaging Islam’s reputation as a religion of peace?
- Do the Palestinians risk becoming their own worst enemy?
- Is the face veil a barrier to integration in the West?
- Should the Palestinians give up their full right of return?
Blackbeard: Buccaneer by Ralph Delahaye Paine
Thursday, May 15th, 2008He differed from some of his neighbors in that he abominated pirates and would have given them short shift. A trifle near-sighted, he was quite close to the tavern before he espied his own nephew and ward, Jack Cockrell, in this shameful company of roisterers. The august uncle blinked, opened his mouth, and turned as red as a lobster. Indignation choked his speech. For his part, Jack stood dumfounded and quaking, the picture of a coward with a guilty conscience. He would have tried to steal from sight but it was too late.
Captain Stede Bonnet enjoyed the tableau and several of his wicked sailors were mimicking the pompous strut of Mr. Peter Arbuthnot Forbes. Poor Jack mu
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Robert Rauschenberg
Thursday, May 15th, 2008(May 13, 2008) – I was online earlier today and read that artist Robert Rauschenberg died yesterday of heart failure. He was 82. The New York Times called him a “Titan of American Art.”
First off, isn’t it funny how the legendary-sized compliments flow after you die? We need to get into the habit of complimenting people while they’re ALIVE. Praising me while I’m dead does me no good, but a nice comment while I’m alive might actually get me through another day.
Anyway, I feel the need to just sit here for a moment and talk about someone I did not know. I’m not an expert on Mr. Rauschenberg or his work, but I DO remember the times when I saw his work for myself in places like the Fisher Landau Center which has a great Rauschenberg collection or the Museum of Modern Art or even the Albright-Knox Art Gallery in Buffalo, New York.
(May 13, 2008) – I was online earlier today and read that artist Robert Rauschenberg died yesterday of heart failure. He was 82. The New York Times called him a “Titan of American Art.”
First off, isn’t it funny how the legendary-sized compliments flow after you die? We need to get into the habit of complimenting people while they’re ALIVE. Praising me while I’m dead does me no good, but a nice comment while I’m alive might actually get me through another day.
Anyway, I feel the need to just sit here for a moment and talk about someone I did not know. I’m not an expert on Mr. Rauschenberg or his work, but I DO remember the times when I saw his work for myself in places like the Fisher Landau Center which has a great Rauschenberg collection or the Museum of Modern Art or even the Albright-Knox Art Gallery in Buffalo, New York.
I’m smiling right now because when I think of Mr. Rauschenberg, I think about his GIANT, framed, pop, mixed-media pieces that always give me a sense of historical references, urban hipness and this feeling of rustic modernity. I have NOT read what anyone else has said about him. I’m just taking a moment to be
in the moment of my own memory of the man’s work which I’ve seen with my own eyes.
My somewhat cloudy memory is giving me images of soldiers, black birds, city streets and spliced-together, sepia-toned photographs of things … exactly what I cannot recall … however I’m continuing to smile because I’m feeling myself standing in the presence of his work inside these museums and the word that comes to mind is … communion. I feel that as an uneducated observer of art, I actually GOT what he was doing. For me, his splicing and dicing was about slicing life … making connections of wayward things and times, perhaps with the hope of making sense of it all … or maybe not.
Even though I never met Mr. Rauschenberg and will never own any of his work, I feel connected to him through my observations of what he leaves behind and the fact that he was a famous artist who was actually alive during my own lifetime. I wish that I could say something profound about him that would set the world ablaze, but all I can say is that I’m still smiling as I’m typing these words. He’s gone, but his spirit is in my smile. I can just feel it. Communion. A moment of silence.
From now on, whenever I happen upon a Rauschenberg during my art museum visits, I’ll say, “Hey Robert!” Then, I’ll stand there and bask in the presence of a titan … and as always, smile.
MICHAEL CORBIN IS AN AVID ART COLLECTOR AND AUTHOR OF THE NEW BOOK, “THE ART OF EVERYDAY JOE: A COLLECTOR’S JOURNAL.” CHECK IT OUT AT
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