Shatner/Rollins duet

I’ve heard pieces of William Shatner’s recorded work, and I always thought that he and former Black Flag/Rollins Band/ spoken word artist Henry Rollins would eventually collaborate. Actually, I never even came close to thinking about that. But, according to NME.com, it has happened:


Almost 35 years since the release of his debut album, William Shatner, television�s Captain Kirk and TJ Hooker has teamed up with esteemed singer-songwriter Ben Folds (as his producer/co-writer) to deliver what can only be described as one of the least highly anticipated albums of the year. Although not a �witty and self-deprecating poet� as he has been described, Shatner�s album, titled ‘Has Been’, includes some surprisingly good pop-driven collaborations with Lemon Jelly, Henry Rollins, novelist Nick Hornby, and here he covers Pulp�s classic ‘Common People’ with Joe Jackson.

Hear William Shatner’s sensational version of ‘Common People’ now on NME.COM – NME.COM

I clicked through and listened to “Common People.” It was absolutely amazing. In a related story, Shatner also covered a version of Gary Numan’s “Cars,” which does not appear to be on the current album. Bummer.

Anyone who saw Free Enterprise appreciates Mr. Shatner’s take on Julius Caesar. Check out more Shatner vocal excursions at farpointstation.

More Hong Kong cricket-fighting!

You can arrest participants and bust trainers, but apparently you can’t stop Hong Kong cricket-fighting, or betting on it. For the second time, police in Hong Kong have smashed a bug-fighting ring. From ChannelAsia.com:

Hong Kong police smashed the second illegal insect-fighting gambling ring in a month when they arrested 43 people for betting on battles between pet crickets, officers said on Tuesday.

The men, aged between 48 and 73, were arrested in a swoop on the same Kowloon district building where 115 people were arrested in mid-August for gambling on cricket fights.

In the latest raid, police seized 167 crickets stored in small bamboo cages. Some HK$2,260 (US$290) in cash was also confiscated.

Cricket fighting is a traditional Chinese pastime that dates back to the Tang dynasty of 618-907 and had long been mainly practiced by aristocrats, senior officials and wealthy merchants.

In recent years, as Hong Kong’s obsession with gambling has surged, punters have turned to betting on animal fights, including insects, dogs and chickens.

Traders of battling insects spend hours training them to fight.

A champion cricket can cost up to US$20,000 even though prize money rarely exceeds a couple of thousand dollars.

Channelnewsasia.com

There will definitely be information about cricket-fighting in ROLL THE BONES. I spoke to a group from Macau this morning, and they seemed to think that this kind of betting was widespread in Hong Kong.

I think there are a few definite movie ideas here:
ACTION: Someone kidnaps a $20,000 champion cricket, and a gun-toting former special ops guy must bring it back, or the criminal underworld will kill his family
HUMAN INTEREST: Seabiscuit, but with crickets instead of horses, set in HK instead of Depression-era America.
CHICK FLICK: She’s the owner of a pet shop. He’s a ruthless cricket trainer who pushes his insects to the brink, until she gets him totally whipped.
MYSTERY: On the eve of the cricket championships, the star trainer is found murdered. Was it the cricket owner, a challenger, or someone from his past?

Seriously, if anyone knows anyone at Law and Order, please email this post to them. I could easily see this somehow spun into an episode.

Too much time on his hands

Sometimes, two completely unrelated stories intersect. People from different continents find that they are mysteriously linked to events taking place far away.

First, you’ve got Kire Angelov of Veles, Macedonia, a teenager who, bored with the existing languages of the world, has invented his own. This is after he went throught the trouble of learning English, Italian, Japanese, French, German, Spanish, and an unspecified langauge (probably elvish) used by J.R.R. Tolkein in Lord of the Rings. From ananova.com:


He told Macedonian daily newspaper Utrinski Vesnik: “I’ve almost completed my own language that I’ve called Sinioier. That means the light. I really like speaking it, but at the moment I don’t have anyone to practice with.”

Talk about someone with too much time on his hands. Inventing the language got him a scholarship to an undisclosed American university, though, so I guess it pays off.

The intersecting story, which probably no one will find amusing, is that Styx, on September 25, will be appearing at Sunset Station. While I’m not familiar with the Styx songbook, I listen to enough classic rock on my car radio to know that they recorded a song called “Too Much Time on My Hands,” which might be an anthem for young Kire.

Must be some misunderstanding

Three years ago, NASA scientists sent the Genesis spacecraft on a mission to collect star dust. The capsule’s contents were too delicate to withstand a crash-landing, so NASA engineers designed a ingenious system for snagging it as it re-entered earth’s atmosphere.

One problem–the parachute didn’t deploy, and the caspsule crashed into the Utah desert. Read the story at yahoo news.

In a related story, a Genesis concert performance scheduled to take place at the Stardust hotel casino has been canceled. Phil Collins, when reached for comment, said it was all a misunderstanding. “There must be some of mistake,” he offered as an explanation.

Worst lead-in ever

How do you punch up a bland story about bilateral air traffic agreements? Make a reference to Chinese take-out that, to me, seems to border on the politically incorrect. From the LVRJ:

With an appetite for a different type of Chinese take-out service, the Clark County Commission will on Wednesday discuss a $360,000 consulting contract some hope will expedite the start of direct passenger flights between Las Vegas and China.

It’s not saying anything blatantly offensive or anything, but it does seem kind of inappropriate.

“A different type of Chinese take-out service”? It’s wonderful to take one of the world’s oldest civilizations, a country that has produced things like gunpowder, movable type, and probably playing cards, and reduce it to a kind of restaurant.

History of the beach

Did you ever wonder when people first got the notion of spending their summertime “down the shore?” Well, Charles Leadbeater has. According to him (in Britain at least), people only started going to the beach in the 18th century.

From w w w . p r o s p e c t – m a g a z i n e . c o . u k:

The idea that going to the beach was good for you was a creation of 18th-century Britain. Entrepreneurs keen to promote an alternative to the spa hit upon the idea that immersing people in cold salty water might be healthy. One of the first recorded bathing expeditions took to the North sea at Scarborough in 1627. A century later, a string of seaside alternatives to the spas at Bath and Buxton were well established. Before that, beaches had been regarded as hostile places, at best a working space for people who made their living from the sea: fishermen, smugglers, wreckers. Swimming for pleasure, and sunbathing, were unheard of.

By the mid-19th century, the beach had become an aspirational destination, helped along by Byron and Shelley, aristocratic tourists to the Mediterranean and colonists in the south seas. By the early 20th century, despite its chilly waters, Britain had the most developed beach economy in the world. It was spurred by the rising wealth of an expanded middle class; an upper working class with more time and money than their counterparts elsewhere; urban dwellers who wanted to escape from uncomfortably polluted conditions; the early development of the railways; and the entrepreneurial verve of a local business class, responding to increasing demand. By the end of the 19th century, few places along the coast of England and Wales were more than ten miles from a resort.

It helped that nowhere in Britain or Ireland is more than 120 miles from a shoreline. Britain’s coast stretches for around 9,000 miles and includes cliffs and beaches formed from almost every major kind of rock. At low tide, this creates an open area of hundreds of thousands of hectares, which is regarded as a vast public property.

British culture was so influential in the 19th and 20th centuries that much of its beach culture travelled around the world. In Montevideo, the beach had a pier, gardens, bandstand and putting green. Many beach cultures still show traces of 19th-century Britain, from the Victorian formalism and fantasy of Brighton to the glitzy elegance of Biarritz, the populist pleasure machine at Coney Island and the hippy culture of California. At the core of each is the beach: a place where the pleasure principle is given freer rein, normal constraints on dress and behaviour are suspended and a mildly carnival-like atmosphere rules. Beaches are giant blank spaces, washed clean every day, on to which all sorts of hopes are projected.

People started going to beaches in search of better health, and while we no longer drink seawater in large quantities, as visitors to 18th-century Scarborough were encouraged to, most of us still like to think that sea air, a blast of sun and perhaps a bracing dip will make us feel better. The Romantic poets, and painters such as Turner, introduced the idea that the seashore might be the source of sublime experiences. They helped to turn the beach into an outpost for solitary self-reflection and rediscovery, a source of therapy – a theme now echoed in posters advertising beaches from Queensland to Oregon. Maintaining that sense of escape these days takes time and money. We have to pay handsomely to do without luxury.

Read the full article: Beach party

It’s interesting that something that seems so natural and timeless to many is really only a few hundred years old in most parts of the world.

Don’t youse knock NJ

In an otherwise unremarked-upon political outrage that I picked up from the Drudge Report, here’s this.  Christie Vilsack, Iowa’s first lady, apparently has been quite critical of the ways that African Americans, residents of Eastern PA and New Jersey, West Virginians, and Southerners speak.  She’s no political lightweight: her endorsement of John Kerry is credited with helping him triumph in the Iowa caucauses, and she’s a primetime speaker at the Democratic convention this week. 

Because I’m proud to be from South Jersey, I’m going to concentrate on those remarks.  By way of backstory, about ten years ago she published a series of articles in an Iowa paper criticizing a number of regional dialects.  From the Boston Herald:

Vilsack’s Aug. 24, 1994, column was particularly critical of dialects from other regions of the country. In addition to the knock on African-Americans, Vilsack knocked residents of New Jersey and Pennsylvania.
     
“Later, on the boardwalk, I heard mothers calling to their children, `I’ll meet yoose here after the movie,’ ” she wrote. “The only way I can speak like residents of New Jersey and eastern Pennsylvania is to let my jaw drop an inch and talk with my lips in an `O’ like a fish. I’d rather learn to speak Polish.”

Say what? Iowa first lady slammed blacks, Easterners and Southerners as bad speakers

I challenge First Lady Vilsack to a public debate: let her repeat her venomous attack on the speech patterns of New Jerseyans at a forum in the Garden State.  I suggest somewhere “down the shore.”  From the sounds of it, I can guess that she was on the Ocean City Boardwalk, but I could be wrong. 

As far as I’m concerned, this is an insult to everyone from Philly and South Jersey.  “Let my jaw drop and talk with my lips in an O?”  Why would anyone with any pretensions towards public life write anything like that about anyone

If you have led such a sheltered life that you cannot understand English as spoken by people from other parts of the United States or from different backgrounds, maybe you shouldn’t write newspaper articles publicizing that.  Just a thought.

Mystery creature solution to budget crisis?

Unless you watch WBAL in Baltimore, WCAU (NBC-10) in Philadelphia, or get the local Philly news on msn.com, you don’t know about the “mystery creature” that, for the past year, has been skulking around Maryland. Here’s a photo:

Maryland mystery mammal

This creature has been showing up in backyards in Maryland, and it has perplexed experts everywhere. It might be a bear or fox with bad mange, a coyote, a hyena, or a hyena/coyote mix. One person even thought that it was the Jersey Devil, apparently pushed out of the Pine Barrens and seeking refuge down south.

Read more about the story here: Name That Mystery Mammal! You can even take a quiz.

Anyway, I think that, instead of legalizing slot machines, Maryland might be able to plug some budgetary holes by running a public sweepstakes on the true identity of the mystery mammal. You could draw it out for months, letting more detailed photos out, encouraging and discouraging various theories to spread the betting around, before finally capturing the creature and, on live television, having a zoologist name its species.

At the very least, how about a “mystery mammal” slot machine? I can imagine the bonus screen–you guess at a species, and points for it.

UPDATE 8/4/04: The mystery is solved! The animal was captured over the weekend. It was a baby red fox with sarcoptic mange.

Some questions worth asking

Why is it illegal to pump your own gas in New Jersey?
 
What is the name of the little man with the suit and top hat from the game Monopoly?
 
Who invented the deck of playing cards and when?
 
In poker, what beats what?
 
When playing cards, why are a pair of aces and a pair of eights sometimes called a “Dead Man’s Hand”?
 
What exactly is numbers running?
 
Why is a rabbit’s foot considered lucky?
 
Just some food for thought…and maybe material for the next quiz.  At the very least, you have some nice conversation starters here.