March 6, 2003

now even fluffier pillows

I had lunch today with two fabulous dramaturgy students from my Aesthetics & Politics class, who are convinced that more people should do dramaturgy. While I was talking to them, I suddenly realized that what I really want to do is be a dramaturg for comic books--not an editor, exactly, but someone who comes in early in the process of developing a new series, does a bunch of research, acts as a sounding board, and helps the creators develop a specific look and feel for it. (I'm realizing that this process is incredibly important for new comics, which often take a while to develop their aesthetics, and these days tend to get canceled before they can do that; the best new mainstream series of the last few years, as well as some of the best indies, are the ones that clearly had a lot of why-is-this-series-different-from-all-other-series discussions before anyone started writing or drawing the actual pages.)

After seeing Jules Feiffer speak at the New-York Historical Museum (hyphen sic) last night, I decided against my better judgement to go to Barnard and see Boyracer play rather than going home, finishing up my Brecht presentation, and getting the sleep I need so badly. I'm glad I did, actually. Boyracer, as it's been for a long time, is Stewart and whoever he can convince to get into a car with him (actually the bass player is his wife Jen, who has a sparkly green bass that I totally covet; I should know, but don't, who the drummer is--he sang a few songs that were really good). All their songs sound like they've been edited to remove the boring parts, down to the inessential beats, regardless of what that does to the overall structure. They brought on an extra feedback-only guitarist near the end, who ended their set by hurling himself into the drum set, much to the drummer's surprise. Hugely fun, plus they namechecked the Fat Tulips from the stage. I bought a stack of CDs from them, since that seems to be my response to any sort of emotional stimulus these days.

Posted by Douglas at March 6, 2003 11:32 PM

i so wanted to go see that show, but yesterday wiped me out. glad to hear it was a good time...

Posted by: lauren on March 7, 2003 7:15 PM

since that seems to be my response to any sort of emotional stimulus these days

Laughed out loud when I read this as we said growing up in California back in the '70s, "I can relate to that"

Posted by: John D on March 8, 2003 2:54 PM
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