Tonight's music and movie in the park: Heiruspecs and Some Like It Hot.
First, the band, from Hip Hop Section - Webzine Hip Hop Francophone:
Découverts avec le live at the Bryant-Lake Bowl en compagnie de Oddjobs et des chicagoans Typical Cats, Heiruspecs, live band de son état, assurait la charpente musicale du show. Heiruspecs, originaires de St Paul (Minnesota), se font connaître avec leur premier album Antidisestablishmetabolism (épuisé, disponible sur mp3.com/interlockrecords). Deux ans plus tard, les 6 larrons livrent Small Steps avec des featurings plus qu’alléchants en la personne de Slug et Qwazaar. Heiruspecs est composé de Felix et Muad’dib (mcs), Sean Mc Pherson (bass), Tasha Baron (keyboard), Peter Leggett (drums) et Josh Peterson (guitar).
Why do people always forget that I'm the Evil Twin? Giles is back, by the way.
The movie, you must all be familiar with:
Two Struggling musicians witness the St. Valentine's Day Massacre and try to find a way out of the city before they are found and killed by the mob. The only job that will pay their way is an all girl band so the two dress up as women. In addition to hiding, each has his own problems; One falls for another band member but can't tell her his gender, and the other has a rich suitor who will not take "No," for an answer.
The movie was why I had Natural Born Killers on the brain earlier (though how it ended up Tank Girl by the time I posted, I gots no clue); Stone uses rear projection as an absurd joke at a few points in the film, an effect also seen in Joss Whedon's Buffy episode Restless.
I remember there being a few rear projection scenes in Some Like It Hot, and I just can't take the things seriously anymore. Sure, the film itself is a comedy, but that's not one of the things you're meant to be laughing at. . .
Flight to Arrakis (slight update): Well, anyone nuts enough to do a rap about Frank Herber's Dune (listed under Muad'dib in the linked page) is my kind of people. Pity whoever tries to rep them, though. Live hip-hop bands have an uphill battle to begin with, and mixed-race bands just confuse radio programmers. Still, they deserve success, so visit their site (first link up there) and give them your money and stuff.
They asked the crowd to put their hands together. It was ugly. Note to white people: listen to the bass, not the drums.
And how did I forget to give this entry a title before?
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