{"id":442,"date":"2004-06-27T19:22:00","date_gmt":"2004-06-28T02:22:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/modern-cool\/"},"modified":"2004-06-27T19:22:00","modified_gmt":"2004-06-28T02:22:00","slug":"modern-cool","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/preposterousuniverse.com\/blog\/2004\/06\/27\/modern-cool\/","title":{"rendered":"Modern cool"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Occasionally the demands of the tangible world &#8212; unpacking after a recent move, for example, or even trying to be a good scientist &#8212; make it hard to indulge in blogging.  Fortunately, wiser minds than my own have developed all sorts of coping strategies, such as the Sunday Song Lyrics you&#8217;ll find at the <a href=\"http:\/\/volokh.com\/archives\/archive_2004_06_21.shtml#1088371350\">Volokh Conspiracy<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>So here is a Sunday Song Lyric of my own.  In honor of moving, I&#8217;ll offer up the first song that really struck me upon moving to Chicago five years ago:  <a href=\"http:\/\/www.patriciabarber.com\" \/>Patricia Barber&#8217;s<\/a> <em>Postmodern Blues<\/em> (punctuation as in original liner notes): <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>as the century ends and tradition turns in on itself<br \/>\n<br \/>as Boulez screams and yells his music is put on the shelf<br \/>\n<br \/>repetition is back, a rose is a rose, said herself<br \/>\n<br \/>Bill Gates has won<br \/>\n<br \/>i&#8217;ve got the postmodern blues<\/p>\n<p>1900 began the obsession with function as form<br \/>\n<br \/>with a hammer and nail and a paintbrush and camera they storm<br \/>\n<br \/>in Russia the Bolsheviks conquer, the masses want more<br \/>\n<br \/>Karl Marx has gone,<br \/>\n<br \/>i&#8217;ve got the postmodern blues<\/p>\n<p>line is fragmented, Isadora invented modern dance<br \/>\n<br \/>philosophers ponder while communists squander their chance<br \/>\n<br \/>illusion is captured in Cubism&#8217;s reign over france<br \/>\n<br \/>Picasso&#8217;s gone<br \/>\n<br \/>i&#8217;ve got the postmodern blues<\/p>\n<p>the stock market rallies as futures are tallied and sold<br \/>\n<br \/>pensions are raided and parachutes painted in gold<br \/>\n<br \/>conformism packaged to save us all from the cold<br \/>\n<br \/>Cezanne is gone<br \/>\n<br \/>i&#8217;ve got the postmodern blues<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>  I love Barber&#8217;s lyrics, but they&#8217;re not her strong suit &#8212; take your pick from singing, composing, and playing the piano, she&#8217;s fantastic at all of them.  Although &#8220;jazz&#8221; would be the idiom you&#8217;d squeeze her into if you were so inclined, she is heavily influenced by classical music (her original training) and is somewhat celebrated for startling interpretations of pop tunes (both &#8220;Light My Fire&#8221; and &#8220;Ode to Billy Joe&#8221; are personal favorites of mine).  The <a href=\"http:\/\/allmusic.com\/cg\/amg.dll\">All-Music Guide<\/a> sums her up pretty well: &#8220;Quirky, Cerebral, Ambitious, Playful, Melancholy, Sophisticated, Stylish, Intimate, Bittersweet, Freewheeling.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Best of all, she plays (most) Monday&#8217;s at the <a href=\"http:\/\/entertainment.metromix.chicagotribune.com\/top\/1,1419,M-Metromix-Home-!PlaceDetail-5695,00.html\">Green Mill<\/a> here in Chicago, five dollar cover in a cozy and historic venue.  Another reason this is the world&#8217;s greatest city.<br \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Occasionally the demands of the tangible world &#8212; unpacking after a recent move, for example, or even trying to be a good scientist &#8212; make it hard to indulge in blogging. 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