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November 15, 2001 The Chronicle Page 9 t h i s i s m y o p i n i o n a n c J n o t h i n g m o > ' e t h e t h o u g h t s s x p / 0 s s e d i n < h e s e c o i u r r t n s d o n o t n e c e s s a r i ! y r e p r e s e n [ t h o s 8 o f t l i e c h r o n i c l e Q f t h e c o l l e g e o f s a i n t r o s e t h i s i s m y o p i n j Q n ^ i l ^ g h . n y m o - . 'e ih e i h o u c n f s e x n r e s s e c j i r i t h e s e c o i u r n n s d o r . o t p • ^ c e s ' s a r i l y r e p r e s e n t t h o s e o l t h e G h r o n i c i e o r t h 6 C O l ! e g e o f s a i n t « € » s 1 | p l * n ^ 1® a j t e p ^ ® p i P | ^ l o u g h t s e x p r e s s e d i r u h e s s c o i u r f i n s d o n o t h e c e s s a r t l y r e p r e ^ e n t t b O S e o l t h e c h r o f B ^ r t o B 8 . W i i j ! n 1 o n .a n d n 0 1 h i n g m o r e p f e s s e d i n t h e s e c o l u r ? i h s d o n o t n e d e s s a r i i P B : ) 1 k d w # : v ® ! f t a E , y * w £ i e W * ^ c l i y | e c f s a ; n t r o s e i h K > : s n v ; x j p r T p r e t h e t h o u g h t s . i ^ p f e s s e d i n t h e s e c o i u m n s . d O i i o t i ' i e c e s s a n i y f e p r e s e n t l h o s e o f i h e c h r p n i c i e p r t h e c o i i e g e o f o a i r i t r o s e t h i s i g - J a c k s o n ’s ‘ I N V I N C I B L E ’ a t h r i l l e r a l b u m Matt Larkins Staff Writer “You can’t believe it, you can’t conceive it/ And you can’t touch me, ‘cause I’m untouchable/ And I know you hate it, and you can’t take it/ You’ll never break me, ‘cause I’m imbreakable!” Those are the words of Michael Jackson in the song. Unbreakable featuring the late Notorious B.I.G., track one on his highly anticipated first studio album in six years. In this song the man, that at one point in his career was arguably larger than life, defiantly declares his return and that nothing is going to stop him. What is more impressive about this song, and the next two that follow it (Heartbreaker and Invincible), are the rhythm tracks that were laid down giving Jackson a fresh new sound. He “bursts out of the box” with unprecedented passion and rejuvenation, almost as if he were bom again. “Break of Dawn” and “Heaven Can Wait” are mid-tempo ballads that will most likely surprise many people. Michael shows his romantic side in these two tracks which compare a lot with “Lady In My Life” off the Thriller album. “You Rock My World” is a smooth dance groove comparable to the classic, “Billie Jean”. It was the first single off the album in late August, and already dubbed vintage Jackson by many, shot strait into the top ten on the Billboard charts within three weeks of its release. “Speechless”, which begins and ends in a cappel-la, is a sultry ballad reminiscent of “You Are Not Alone” and “Human Nature”. “Butterflies” is a pretty R«feB flavored number where Jackson confesses his weakness for a lucky lady. His brilliant vocals are resurrected in this soulfiil ballad, fiall of emotion. One of the most remarkable tracks on the album, however, is “Whatever Happens”, where Jackson teams up with guitar legend, Carlos Santana. In this Latin flavored mid tempo track, Michael tells the story of a man and woman in a desperate relationship, saying “Whatever happens, don’t let go of my hand.” But, what really makes the song a success is when Jackson allows brief pauses after each choms for Santana’s driving guitar solos and background percussion to be heard. Invincible contains 16 tracks in all, which boast the likes of super producers Rodney Jerkins, Teddy Reilly, Kenneth ‘Babyface’ Edmonds, and R. Kelly. The album took nearly three years to make, because Jackson, always the perfectionist, wanted to make sure everything was just right While Jackson is known as a trendsetter whose amazing career has given birth to great music time and again, it is quite possible that he has never before used vocals and rhythms so perfectly. It also holds tme that every time the critics think he is washed up and done with, Jackson always seems to come back and remind us why he still is and always will be The King of Pop. Invincible is indeed a thriller of an album, and so well done, it will most likely leave its mark in music history. In its first week of release, the album was up against some hefty competition, but proved unbreakable. It made its debut at number one, beating out Lenny Kravitz, Ja Rule, and The Backstreet Boys. It is clear Invincible will not be the album that brought Michael Jackson back, but the album that let everyone know he never went anywhere to begin with. Rating: nine sequined gloves out of 1 0 C K -P A X5 ) O u t o f T h is W o r l d Ryan Gumett Staff Writer The alien comedy/drama genre, is very thin, and has never been very good. Movies like the inept “What Planet are You From?”, “Contact” (with has one of the worse endings ever), and “Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within” (which had cool graphics), have made non-action-alien movies nearly unbearable. That being said, K-PAX refi-eshingly breaks this genre. Kevin Spacey plays Prot (pronounced Prote), a man who claims that he is an alien fi-om the planet K-PAX. He gets thrown into a mental institution, where he is under the watchful eye of Dr. Mark Powell (played very well by Jeff Bridges), a brilliant psychiatrist with problems at home. Profs brilliance of the solar system and light travel leave those that he speaks with wondering, is Prot really is an alien, or just a insane savant? He bonds with all those in mental institution, he talks with Dr. Powell’s dog, and eats bananas without peeling. Prot has a date to go back to K-PAX (he has to be precise, so to not mn into other ‘light travelers’), and Dr. Powell is left with a short time to find out what will happen to his brilliant patient at the time he says he’s leaving. This movie has a very well thought-out plot, but it is not enough to fill its 118 minutes. The middle of this movie stretches and stretches, which provides great drama, but also leaves one wondering when the movie well finally end. This serves as a small negative on an otherwise great movie. The cast in this movie is great. The mental institute provides much drama, some great acting, and a lot of fun (think ‘Girl, Intermpted” meets “Awakenings”). The soundtrack is great, setting the perfect mood for the unexpected, and the ending will leave you debating with all of your friends what it really means, and what really happened (I debated with a fiiend for forty-five minutes). Kevin Spacey is sensational (as always), and 1 highly recommend that everyone check this movie out. . T h e O f f i c e o f M u l t i c u l t u r a l A f f a i r s , T h e C o l l e g e o f S a i n t R o s e P r e s e n t s : DIVALI The F e s t i v a l o f L i ^ t s Divall is a day o f love and joy, A t im e wh e r e p eop le g r e e t each o th e r With tidings o f p e a c e and h ap p in e s s , With words o f th ou gh t fu ln e s s . Divall s ign if ie s good o v e r evil, Light o v e r da rk ne s s , Love o v e r Hatred, Truth o v e r untruth, And th e festival of lights ... Date: Friday, November 1 6 , 2 0 0 1 Location: Saint Joseph's Auditorium Time: 6 : 3 0 - 8 : 0 0 pm Contact: Diana Budhai or Jennifer Eilomeno, 4 5 4 - 2 0 5 0 L o c a l B a n d ^ ^ A m a z in g P l a i d ” H a s A lm o s t O r i g i n a l S o u n d Marty McAuliff Staff Writer Call it low-fi indie crap if you want. Amazing Plaid is a sound woven from the highest-fi guitar and bass fuzz. Hey, what’s wrong with indie, anyway? I t ’s a rainy Halloween night in Albany and I’m sitting down to talk local music with Ryan Gurpett and Bryan Hamill, drummer and guitar player respectively, and 8/16ths of Amazing Plaid. We’re at Bryan’s house where he’s just waking up at, let’s see, 7:30 PM, and the rest the house is preparing for a party. I’m here on invite from Gurnett, who answers the door in a suit of white garbage bags. “I ’m white trash,” he explains. I’m thinking he means the costume. “We don’t want to sound like any other band out there,” explains Hamill about his band’s original, if not-unfortunately comparable sound. I get the feeling the comparison between Amazing Plaid’s delivery of noise and that of SonicYouth is a bit used up, but I mention it anyway. “I don’t think we sound that much like them. Maybe Tom’s voice is a little like Thurston Moore’s, but our songs aren’t really structured in pure verse, chorus, verse form,” states Hamill. Tom Wilk and Liz Michealenko round out the band on vocals and bass guitar. “As a band we write most of the songs,” says Hamill. “Absurd” is the way that Hamill describes Amazing Plaid’s lyrical content. “I t’s open to your interpretation,” says Gurnett. Musical tastes reveal themselves when I ask with whom the band would like to share a stage. “I’d like to play with The Wait," says Gurnett. “Locally, The Wait and The Orange. Nationally, I’d take Frank Black,” replies Hamill. “Soul Asylum, just because they’re my heroes,” adds Gurnett. “ ...and Sonic Youth, of course.” Amazing Plaid has wasted no time getting shows and working on the ever-important core follow’- ing. Their shows at Valentine’s, Mother Earth’s, . Club 797, Saratoga Winners, and even the SUNY Albany ballroom have drawn the band a good deal of attention. “At first it was just our friends and then...we manage to get the weird people,” says Gurnett. “There were these two girls when we played at Mother Earth’s. They’d stand like this far (shows about a foot of space) from our singer, and after the show they would bite us.” “I think they like us,” adds Hamill. Whether or not the girls did, fans of high-quality low-fi indie crap should come out and see Amazing Plaid. Writing this piece. I ’m on my eighth spin of their self-produced CD We Are All Radioactive, recorded at Saints and Sinners recording studio. Pay no attention to me but this CD recalls some talented artists that couldn’t care less what category they were being tossed into. Take the second and third tracks. Ever heard of The Unsane? Maybe I hear some Bleach-era Nirvana and certainly evidence of Seattle’s favorite ugly sons. The Melvins. Though the guys insist Amazing Plaid’s music leaves little room for commercial appeal. I’m willing to draw comparisons to early Soul Asylum, the Lemonheads, and yup, even Sonic Youth. “I t’s all low-fi crap,” admits Gurnett. Check out Amazing Plaid on November 17th at Valentine’s music hall when they share the bill with local punkers F-Timmi. Meanwhile, visit the band at amazingplaid.tripod.com.
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Transcript | November 15, 2001 The Chronicle Page 9 t h i s i s m y o p i n i o n a n c J n o t h i n g m o > ' e t h e t h o u g h t s s x p / 0 s s e d i n < h e s e c o i u r r t n s d o n o t n e c e s s a r i ! y r e p r e s e n [ t h o s 8 o f t l i e c h r o n i c l e Q f t h e c o l l e g e o f s a i n t r o s e t h i s i s m y o p i n j Q n ^ i l ^ g h . n y m o - . 'e ih e i h o u c n f s e x n r e s s e c j i r i t h e s e c o i u r n n s d o r . o t p • ^ c e s ' s a r i l y r e p r e s e n t t h o s e o l t h e G h r o n i c i e o r t h 6 C O l ! e g e o f s a i n t « € » s 1 | p l * n ^ 1® a j t e p ^ ® p i P | ^ l o u g h t s e x p r e s s e d i r u h e s s c o i u r f i n s d o n o t h e c e s s a r t l y r e p r e ^ e n t t b O S e o l t h e c h r o f B ^ r t o B 8 . W i i j ! n 1 o n .a n d n 0 1 h i n g m o r e p f e s s e d i n t h e s e c o l u r ? i h s d o n o t n e d e s s a r i i P B : ) 1 k d w # : v ® ! f t a E , y * w £ i e W * ^ c l i y | e c f s a ; n t r o s e i h K > : s n v ; x j p r T p r e t h e t h o u g h t s . i ^ p f e s s e d i n t h e s e c o i u m n s . d O i i o t i ' i e c e s s a n i y f e p r e s e n t l h o s e o f i h e c h r p n i c i e p r t h e c o i i e g e o f o a i r i t r o s e t h i s i g - J a c k s o n ’s ‘ I N V I N C I B L E ’ a t h r i l l e r a l b u m Matt Larkins Staff Writer “You can’t believe it, you can’t conceive it/ And you can’t touch me, ‘cause I’m untouchable/ And I know you hate it, and you can’t take it/ You’ll never break me, ‘cause I’m imbreakable!” Those are the words of Michael Jackson in the song. Unbreakable featuring the late Notorious B.I.G., track one on his highly anticipated first studio album in six years. In this song the man, that at one point in his career was arguably larger than life, defiantly declares his return and that nothing is going to stop him. What is more impressive about this song, and the next two that follow it (Heartbreaker and Invincible), are the rhythm tracks that were laid down giving Jackson a fresh new sound. He “bursts out of the box” with unprecedented passion and rejuvenation, almost as if he were bom again. “Break of Dawn” and “Heaven Can Wait” are mid-tempo ballads that will most likely surprise many people. Michael shows his romantic side in these two tracks which compare a lot with “Lady In My Life” off the Thriller album. “You Rock My World” is a smooth dance groove comparable to the classic, “Billie Jean”. It was the first single off the album in late August, and already dubbed vintage Jackson by many, shot strait into the top ten on the Billboard charts within three weeks of its release. “Speechless”, which begins and ends in a cappel-la, is a sultry ballad reminiscent of “You Are Not Alone” and “Human Nature”. “Butterflies” is a pretty R«feB flavored number where Jackson confesses his weakness for a lucky lady. His brilliant vocals are resurrected in this soulfiil ballad, fiall of emotion. One of the most remarkable tracks on the album, however, is “Whatever Happens”, where Jackson teams up with guitar legend, Carlos Santana. In this Latin flavored mid tempo track, Michael tells the story of a man and woman in a desperate relationship, saying “Whatever happens, don’t let go of my hand.” But, what really makes the song a success is when Jackson allows brief pauses after each choms for Santana’s driving guitar solos and background percussion to be heard. Invincible contains 16 tracks in all, which boast the likes of super producers Rodney Jerkins, Teddy Reilly, Kenneth ‘Babyface’ Edmonds, and R. Kelly. The album took nearly three years to make, because Jackson, always the perfectionist, wanted to make sure everything was just right While Jackson is known as a trendsetter whose amazing career has given birth to great music time and again, it is quite possible that he has never before used vocals and rhythms so perfectly. It also holds tme that every time the critics think he is washed up and done with, Jackson always seems to come back and remind us why he still is and always will be The King of Pop. Invincible is indeed a thriller of an album, and so well done, it will most likely leave its mark in music history. In its first week of release, the album was up against some hefty competition, but proved unbreakable. It made its debut at number one, beating out Lenny Kravitz, Ja Rule, and The Backstreet Boys. It is clear Invincible will not be the album that brought Michael Jackson back, but the album that let everyone know he never went anywhere to begin with. Rating: nine sequined gloves out of 1 0 C K -P A X5 ) O u t o f T h is W o r l d Ryan Gumett Staff Writer The alien comedy/drama genre, is very thin, and has never been very good. Movies like the inept “What Planet are You From?”, “Contact” (with has one of the worse endings ever), and “Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within” (which had cool graphics), have made non-action-alien movies nearly unbearable. That being said, K-PAX refi-eshingly breaks this genre. Kevin Spacey plays Prot (pronounced Prote), a man who claims that he is an alien fi-om the planet K-PAX. He gets thrown into a mental institution, where he is under the watchful eye of Dr. Mark Powell (played very well by Jeff Bridges), a brilliant psychiatrist with problems at home. Profs brilliance of the solar system and light travel leave those that he speaks with wondering, is Prot really is an alien, or just a insane savant? He bonds with all those in mental institution, he talks with Dr. Powell’s dog, and eats bananas without peeling. Prot has a date to go back to K-PAX (he has to be precise, so to not mn into other ‘light travelers’), and Dr. Powell is left with a short time to find out what will happen to his brilliant patient at the time he says he’s leaving. This movie has a very well thought-out plot, but it is not enough to fill its 118 minutes. The middle of this movie stretches and stretches, which provides great drama, but also leaves one wondering when the movie well finally end. This serves as a small negative on an otherwise great movie. The cast in this movie is great. The mental institute provides much drama, some great acting, and a lot of fun (think ‘Girl, Intermpted” meets “Awakenings”). The soundtrack is great, setting the perfect mood for the unexpected, and the ending will leave you debating with all of your friends what it really means, and what really happened (I debated with a fiiend for forty-five minutes). Kevin Spacey is sensational (as always), and 1 highly recommend that everyone check this movie out. . T h e O f f i c e o f M u l t i c u l t u r a l A f f a i r s , T h e C o l l e g e o f S a i n t R o s e P r e s e n t s : DIVALI The F e s t i v a l o f L i ^ t s Divall is a day o f love and joy, A t im e wh e r e p eop le g r e e t each o th e r With tidings o f p e a c e and h ap p in e s s , With words o f th ou gh t fu ln e s s . Divall s ign if ie s good o v e r evil, Light o v e r da rk ne s s , Love o v e r Hatred, Truth o v e r untruth, And th e festival of lights ... Date: Friday, November 1 6 , 2 0 0 1 Location: Saint Joseph's Auditorium Time: 6 : 3 0 - 8 : 0 0 pm Contact: Diana Budhai or Jennifer Eilomeno, 4 5 4 - 2 0 5 0 L o c a l B a n d ^ ^ A m a z in g P l a i d ” H a s A lm o s t O r i g i n a l S o u n d Marty McAuliff Staff Writer Call it low-fi indie crap if you want. Amazing Plaid is a sound woven from the highest-fi guitar and bass fuzz. Hey, what’s wrong with indie, anyway? I t ’s a rainy Halloween night in Albany and I’m sitting down to talk local music with Ryan Gurpett and Bryan Hamill, drummer and guitar player respectively, and 8/16ths of Amazing Plaid. We’re at Bryan’s house where he’s just waking up at, let’s see, 7:30 PM, and the rest the house is preparing for a party. I’m here on invite from Gurnett, who answers the door in a suit of white garbage bags. “I ’m white trash,” he explains. I’m thinking he means the costume. “We don’t want to sound like any other band out there,” explains Hamill about his band’s original, if not-unfortunately comparable sound. I get the feeling the comparison between Amazing Plaid’s delivery of noise and that of SonicYouth is a bit used up, but I mention it anyway. “I don’t think we sound that much like them. Maybe Tom’s voice is a little like Thurston Moore’s, but our songs aren’t really structured in pure verse, chorus, verse form,” states Hamill. Tom Wilk and Liz Michealenko round out the band on vocals and bass guitar. “As a band we write most of the songs,” says Hamill. “Absurd” is the way that Hamill describes Amazing Plaid’s lyrical content. “I t’s open to your interpretation,” says Gurnett. Musical tastes reveal themselves when I ask with whom the band would like to share a stage. “I’d like to play with The Wait," says Gurnett. “Locally, The Wait and The Orange. Nationally, I’d take Frank Black,” replies Hamill. “Soul Asylum, just because they’re my heroes,” adds Gurnett. “ ...and Sonic Youth, of course.” Amazing Plaid has wasted no time getting shows and working on the ever-important core follow’- ing. Their shows at Valentine’s, Mother Earth’s, . Club 797, Saratoga Winners, and even the SUNY Albany ballroom have drawn the band a good deal of attention. “At first it was just our friends and then...we manage to get the weird people,” says Gurnett. “There were these two girls when we played at Mother Earth’s. They’d stand like this far (shows about a foot of space) from our singer, and after the show they would bite us.” “I think they like us,” adds Hamill. Whether or not the girls did, fans of high-quality low-fi indie crap should come out and see Amazing Plaid. Writing this piece. I ’m on my eighth spin of their self-produced CD We Are All Radioactive, recorded at Saints and Sinners recording studio. Pay no attention to me but this CD recalls some talented artists that couldn’t care less what category they were being tossed into. Take the second and third tracks. Ever heard of The Unsane? Maybe I hear some Bleach-era Nirvana and certainly evidence of Seattle’s favorite ugly sons. The Melvins. Though the guys insist Amazing Plaid’s music leaves little room for commercial appeal. I’m willing to draw comparisons to early Soul Asylum, the Lemonheads, and yup, even Sonic Youth. “I t’s all low-fi crap,” admits Gurnett. Check out Amazing Plaid on November 17th at Valentine’s music hall when they share the bill with local punkers F-Timmi. Meanwhile, visit the band at amazingplaid.tripod.com. |