<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124</id><updated>2011-09-06T14:03:20.450+01:00</updated><category term='aaron sorkin'/><category term='west wing'/><category term='Raymond'/><category term='r.e.m.'/><category term='WLIIA'/><category term='uktv'/><category term='tmbg'/><category term='bnl'/><category term='ustv'/><category term='amazon'/><category term='MITM'/><category term='springsteen'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='music'/><category term='tv'/><category term='KOTH'/><category term='dvd'/><category term='2008'/><category term='mscl'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Wezzo</title><subtitle type='html'>Musings on TV, music, DVDs and politics</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-5246838272115756391</id><published>2010-12-10T08:53:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-10T10:32:30.100Z</updated><title type='text'>2010: Top Albums</title><content type='html'>All my latest lists and articles get posted to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wesleymead"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://listology.com/users/wezzo"&gt;Listology&lt;/a&gt; instead of this blog nowadays. But I figure I should probably have a copy of stuff here too. So, here's my top 20 albums of 2010, which will published in a slightly different format (and with description) on Facebook and Listology later this month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The National - High Violet&lt;br /&gt;2. The Gaslight Anthem - American Slang&lt;br /&gt;3. Barenaked Ladies - All In Good Time&lt;br /&gt;4. Bruce Springsteen - The Promise&lt;br /&gt;5. The Magnetic Fields - Realism&lt;br /&gt;6. She &amp;amp; Him - Volume 2&lt;br /&gt;7. Steven Page - Page One&lt;br /&gt;8. Bruce Springsteen - London Calling: Live in Hyde Park&lt;br /&gt;9. Tired Pony - The Place We Ran From&lt;br /&gt;10. Sleigh Bells - Treats&lt;br /&gt;11. Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;12. Meat Loaf - Hang Cool Teddy Bear&lt;br /&gt;13. The Dum Dum Girls - I Will Be&lt;br /&gt;14. Los Campesinos! - Romance is Boring&lt;br /&gt;15. The Fall - Our Future, Your Clutter&lt;br /&gt;16. Joanna Newsom - Have One On Me&lt;br /&gt;17. The Hold Steady - Heaven Is Whenever&lt;br /&gt;18. Brandon Flowers - Flamingo&lt;br /&gt;19. Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers - Mojo&lt;br /&gt;20. The Magic Numbers - The Runaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runner-up: Arcade Fire - The Suburbs&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to include it but it wasn't quite good enough: Keane - Night Train&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-5246838272115756391?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/5246838272115756391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=5246838272115756391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/5246838272115756391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/5246838272115756391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-top-albums.html' title='2010: Top Albums'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-6425357698296261674</id><published>2009-04-14T21:20:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:44:14.090+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='springsteen'/><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>Hm. It's been a while since I last posted here. What have I been up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interview&lt;/span&gt; with the fantastic &lt;a href="http://www.geoffbyrd.com/"&gt;Geoff Byrd&lt;/a&gt; is up at Blogcritics: &lt;a href="http://blogcritics.org/archives/2009/04/10/215153.php"&gt;here. Yep, here, click here.&lt;/a&gt; In case you haven't already seen me whore it out elsewhere on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oz&lt;/span&gt; a lot lately. Brutal. Also watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two and a Half Men&lt;/span&gt;. Somewhat less brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Springsteen&lt;/span&gt; (you might have heard of him), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M. Ward&lt;/span&gt; (most intriguing non-Campesinos!-or-Sufjan song title ever: "Epistemology", unless you already know what it means), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gaslight Anthem&lt;/span&gt; (Killers-but-better), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She and Him&lt;/span&gt; (it's Zooey Deschanel singing! how could it go wrong?), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coconut Records&lt;/span&gt; ("West Coast" FTW, or whatever other internet meme is currently being used instead of FTW at the moment) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morrissey&lt;/span&gt; (latest album is pretty damn good) the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the more important stuff.. what's actually been going on with me. The feelings stuff. Allow me to quote Springsteen, who sums up my life better than I ever could (which, I admit, is ever-so-slightly disturbing). "Same sad story, that's a fact. One step up and two steps back." Without going all emotional-outpour-y on you, dearest reader, my life - and a majority of the people who feature in it - disappoint me more with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to admit that I'm really not that happy with life. But admitting that brings with it a whole load of follow-up questions that I don't want to deal with and can't be bothered to answer. It's like trying to explain to an elderly relative that "no, I don't think watching pronography makes one some kind of perverted monster". It's easier to just put up and shut up. Accept the status quo, pass things off with a dismissive "yeah". Am I happy? "Yeah".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-6425357698296261674?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/6425357698296261674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=6425357698296261674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/6425357698296261674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/6425357698296261674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-2890223839914917622</id><published>2009-01-05T13:05:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:06:09.566Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>2008: An Unnecessary Retrospective - Part 2: The TV</title><content type='html'>So, with &lt;a href="http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-unnecessary-retrospective-part-1.html"&gt;2008's music covered&lt;/a&gt;, it's time to move on to that mightiest of media: the gogglebox. As with music, I tended to spend more time discovering the old than tuning into the new, and as I still refuse to watch any scripted show as it's broadcast (instead holding out for the DVD, so it can be consumed in three-hour-sized chunks), it's hard to compile any kind of "best episodes of 2008" list, because I spent more time watching old &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moonlighting&lt;/span&gt;s from 1987. Still, I'll have a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Top 5 Shows I Actually Watched On TV In 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned above, a list like this is restricted to shows that don't get released on TV - mostly unscripted shows. But, as my list will prove, unscripted doesn't mean un-good! Heavens, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Have I Got News For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times this year it felt like the show was treading water - and pretty average water at that, none of your upmarket Evian stuff - and Ian Hislop occasionally descended into the marginally-too-smarmy, but the occasional episode still managed to knock "it" right out of the park, whatever "it" is. The recent Christmas special, with all on fine form, was non-stop hilarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Charlie Brooker's Screenwipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Brooker is the thinking man's thinking man, and the latest run of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Screenwipe&lt;/span&gt; was among the best yet - particularly when Charlie was either a) organising a public piss or b) taking the piss (especially the classic Britannia High scene). More please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The Apprentice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another series, another pile of undeserving dolts that don't have a brain cell between them. I'm more deserving of a job with Sir Sugar. But that's all part of the fun; this year's fourth run was as viciously compelling as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Mock the Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays more consistently hilarious than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HIGNFY&lt;/span&gt;, Frankie Boyle and Russell Howard - the real highlights of the show - were on fine form. Plus without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mock the Week&lt;/span&gt;, we'd never have had the classic Newsnight moment wherein Emily Maitlis (quoting Frankie Boyle joking about the Queen - one hopes) tells some head BBC honcho "I'm so old, my pussy is haunted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Never Mind the Buzzcocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Amstell is probably the funniest man Britain's got right now. He, and arguably he alone, makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buzzcocks&lt;/span&gt; brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top 5 Shows Of 2008 That I Didn't Watch On TV, But I've Seen Up To The Latest Season Released On DVD, And They're Still Continuing Anyway, So I Won't Look Too Out Of Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Dexter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael C. Hall is absolute perfection with a capital perfect as Dexter. Season 2 somehow even managed to heighten the tension even further than the superb season 1. My only concern is that with season 3, I might just tense up so much that I'm temporarily incapacitated and unable to change the disc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still one of the most fun, enjoyable and downright likeable shows on DVD, the sixth season of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monk&lt;/span&gt; - that's the one released on DVD in 2008 - was among its best yet. "Mr. Monk Stays Up All Night" is an al-time televisual highlight, blending comedy, drama and emotion masterfully. Also, I heart Traylor Howard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Friday Night Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. This shouldn't be so fall-down good. It's about a small-town football team in rural Texas, for crying out loud. But it just is. The characters are fully-drawn; the stories make you laugh and cry like few other TV shows can. This deserves a bigger, better audience. If its third season is its last, that's about as strong a condemnation of the US' public failure to tune in to quality TV as there ever has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Californication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't take itself too seriously, it's just hilarious, self-indulgent good fun. David Duchovny fits the role of Hank Moody almost suspiciously well.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr, I'm now up to season 13 and I still can't wait for the next season to come round. It's fallen since its S1-8 heyday but it can still wrench the heart and churn the stomach like precious few other shows. Here's hoping it goes out with a bang in spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top 5 Shows Of 2008 That I Didn't Watch On TV 'Cos They Finished Approximately Fifteen Years Ago, But Somehow I Only Discovered Them On DVD This Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Moonlighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It got a little crazy in the last couple of seasons, but early &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Moonlighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; is classic TV, no doubt about it. The chemistry between Bruce Willis and Cybill Shepherd is mind-bogglingly spot-on; the dialogue is witty and just the right amount of self-aware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More depth than any "teenage" show has a right to. Alyson "now in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;" Hannigan is the unlikely highlight among a remarkable cast. Equal parts dark and light, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buffy&lt;/span&gt; never fails to engage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Studio 60 On The Sunset Strip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another show destroyed by premature cancellation (jeez, if that doesn't sound like an innuendo I don't know what does), Sorkin's third masterpiece in a row - set behind-the-scenes at an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SNL&lt;/span&gt;-type sketch show - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;offered a remarkable cast and storylines that compelled, both when on-set and off-set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Sports Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, two Aaron Sorkin shows in a row. With good reason, though - the man's a genius. I swear, he could even make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;According to Jim&lt;/span&gt; good. His rat-a-tat-tat dialogue was already well-developed and on display in this, his first network show, which happens to be set behind-the-scenes of a cable sports show. Hm.. to anyone who hasn't seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The West Wing&lt;/span&gt;, he's beginning to sound like a one-trick-pony. But then again, anyone who hasn't seen that show doesn't deserve an opinion on television, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Titus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best sitcom you've never heard of, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Titus&lt;/span&gt; is a post-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/span&gt; torrent of Very Special Episodes that lack emotion, dysfunctional families that make the Simpsons look like a model of respect and order, and piss-takes of the most horrendous events (terrorism, rape, homophobia.. you name it, it's here). If it weren't for the restrained language, you'd swear it had been on HBO, not Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top 10 Shows Of 2008 That Didn't Fit In Above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sublime two-part S4 season finale, "House's Head"/"Wilson's Heart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Without A Trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Anthony Lapaglia kicking ass in "Malone vs. Malone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Psych&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For not being the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monk&lt;/span&gt; rip-off it so easily could've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For proving Danny Devito's still got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. 30 Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For keeping the effortlessly brilliant Tina Fey on screens outsie of Sarah Palin impressions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. The Shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that powerhouse of a season five finale. OMG LEM!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;4. Frasier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For making me laugh, even on the fifteenth viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The West Wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For "In Excelsis Deo" and "Two Cathedrals".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2. How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For keeping Alyson "once on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Buffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" Hannigan on our screens. Also, Barney Stinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. South Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the denouement of "Scott Tenorman Must Die".  The crew at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tales of the Unexpected&lt;/span&gt; would be proud. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--Later this week: "Part 3 - The Websites, And Other Stuff". Possibly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-2890223839914917622?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/2890223839914917622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=2890223839914917622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/2890223839914917622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/2890223839914917622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-unnecessary-retrospective-part-2.html' title='2008: An Unnecessary Retrospective - Part 2: The TV'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-5618072627942627068</id><published>2009-01-04T12:16:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:47:53.417Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='r.e.m.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='springsteen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>2008: An Unnecessary Retrospective - Part 1: The Music</title><content type='html'>So, 2008 is over, and 2009 is beginning. What better time than this arbitrary demarcation to look back at 52-and-a-bit weeks worth of television and music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:7zYI86DRlE7SWM:http://blogs.manchestereveningnews.co.uk/exposure/almond.JPG"&gt;Tesco's almond coke&lt;/a&gt;, this blog post is an entry into a saturated market, an unwanted and unnecessary addition to an already heaving catalogue; but also like Tesco's almond coke, lurking beneath a rather mediocre wrapper is a unique taste just begging to be tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, contrived metaphor falls apart there. On with the lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top 5 Albums Released in 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rubbish at listening to music as it comes out. Instead, I discover an artist somewhere between five and fifty years into their career and catch up with their back catalogue as time and money allows. Thankfully, despite this idiosyncrasy, I still found time to hear at least five albums released this year that I actually liked. (Even if four were by artists I was already familiar with..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. The Killers - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day and Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Sam's Town, but it seems no-one else did, so it was back to synth-pop-rock for album the third. I won't complain, as the songs here are consistently good. Even if that godforsaken "Are we human or are we dancer?" will crop up in "worst lyrics ever" polls from now until infinitydom. Opener "Losing Touch" is probably the best song here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Los Campesinos! - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hold On Now, Youngster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiepop kids of the moment, Los Campesinos!' first full-length album was a delightful affair (though they'd probably be mighty pissed that I'm describing their material as "delightful", a word usually reserved for post-menopausal women discussing Daniel O'Donnell). The highlight would be "My Year In Lists", because I like lists. Heh. A song called "My Year In Lists" is featuring on a list of my favourite albums of the year. How's that for meta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Magnetic Fields - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distortion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephin Merritt's latest 12-track travail into indiepop was united by the running theme - er, sound - of distortion. It works well, making already-awesome songs at least 1.4 times as awesome as they would otherwise be. Highlight is "California Girls". Most definitely not a cover of the Beach Boys song. Oh, my, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Keane - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect Symmetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most varied Keane album yet. Ok, that's not really saying much, but there's a surprising amount of ground covered here. In parts there are even hints of reggae and trip-hop beats! I'm as shocked as you are. The absurd catchiness of the  opening tracks, "Spiralling" and "The Lovers Are Losing", makes them the top contenders for my favourite track from the album, but the epic-by-Keane's-standards title track is no slouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. R.E.M. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Accelerate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In which the guys' rock roots hadn't died, they were just hibernating. R.E.M. kick ass for the first time in more than a decade, and sound great doing it. Even the slower numbers - "Houston", "Until The Day Is Done" - engage; while the album's very best - "Man-Sized Wreath", "Supernatural Superserious", "Mr. Richards" - rate among R.E.M.'s all-time finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honourable mention&lt;/span&gt;: Barenaked Ladies' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snacktime&lt;/span&gt;. Some quality stuff for a kids' album, especially "Pollywog In A Bog" and "Louis Loon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top 5 Albums Not Released in 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A far more hotly-contested category than the former. But I'm not just rating any old album that wasn't released this year: these are the best five albums I've &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;discovered&lt;/span&gt; this year, that just happened to be released in years gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best Of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, so we're only on the first album and I'm already cheating. A best of?! I'm everything that's wrong with the record-buying public. But whatever. At least I buy records. Sometimes. Anyhoo, this compilation of Southside's best bits is surprisingly well-picked - including, as it does, nine-tenths of the seminal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hearts of Stone&lt;/span&gt;, alongside some of the very best mid-tempo ballads to ever emerge from the Asbury Park scene - "Love on the Wrong Side of Town", "This Time Baby's Gone For Good", "I Don't Want To Go Home&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Die Ärzte - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jazz ist Anders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mellowing in their later years somewhat, Die Ärzte deliver an R.E.M.-like mix of rock songs that range from the crazy-catchy ("Vorbei ist vorbei") to synthpop ("Lasse redn") to their traditional hard, punk-influenced work ("Allein").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Various Artists - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indoor Picnic Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes-only compilation of the best bands on the Nettwerk record label. Every song is a winner. Barenaked Ladies are the main event, but cuts from Josh Rouse ("Looks Like Love"), Adrienne Pierce ("Arizona"), Hem (the heart-stoppingly beautiful "Not California"), Conjure One ("Extraordinary Way") and The Format ("She Doesn't Get It") are just as worthy. I haven't yet tried listening to it while partaking in an indoor picnic, but it's only a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Joe Grushecky - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Babylon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pal of Springsteen, Grushecky's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Babylon&lt;/span&gt; is arguably his best LP. Full of rockers ranging from the restrained frustration of "Chain Smoking" to the harsh, aggressive "Dark and Bloody Ground" to the, er, waltz of "Billy's Waltz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Bruce Springsteen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I've screwed you all. My number one isn't even a proper album. Instead, it's a 70-odd track collection of Springsteen (yep, him again, I'm obsessed) miscellany: B-sides, outtakes, demos, songs his next-door neighbour heard him singing in the shower, etc. With any other artist this collection would suck, but tis Brucie baby, so a good 2/3 of the material here is on a par with tracks that made his "proper" albums. Especially the power-pop of disc two ("Roulette", "Where the Bands Are", "Loose Ends" and "Dollhouse" are simply perfection).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honourable mention&lt;/span&gt;: Vonda Shepard's entire back catalogue. Best. Pop. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top 5 Songs Of The Year That Didn't Come From The Above Albums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.listology.com/content_show.cfm/content_id.36811/"&gt;full top 100 songs of 2008&lt;/a&gt; list is filled with tracks from the aforementioned albums, so to make this article marginally more palatable (and if you've made it to this stage, you'll take what you can get), let's look only at songs that don't feature on the LPs above. And, to make it even more difficult, they can't be by any of the artists mentioned above at all. So, what you're really left with is "5 Random Songs I Kinda Liked This Year". But it's not boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Julee Cruise - "Falling"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eerily haunting. No surprise, as it was composed by the eerily haunting Angelo Badalamenti, and was featured in the eerily haunting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twin Peaks&lt;/span&gt;, which was directed by the eerily haunting David Lynch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Hybrid - "Finished Symphony"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classical-come-trance classic. Hauntingly eerie. I would go as far as to call it eerily haunting, but you might think I was repeating myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Marah - "Christmas With The Snow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best Christmas songs ever, the insane jollity of the chorus ("It's Christmas with the snow, with the snow, with the snow, snow") able to provoke memories of the wintertime even in boiling-hot June. Well, this is England, so moderately-hot June, but you take my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Johnny Cash - "I Hung My Head"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 49 trillion times better than the original, Cash imbues this song with a disconcerting fragility. Liable to make me cry if I hear it at the wrong time. But keep that quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Tommy Tutone - "867-5309 (Jenny)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eight-six-seven-five-thre-oh-ni-e-ine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- A look back on my favourite TV of 2008 coming later this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-5618072627942627068?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/5618072627942627068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=5618072627942627068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/5618072627942627068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/5618072627942627068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-unnecessary-retrospective-part-1.html' title='2008: An Unnecessary Retrospective - Part 1: The Music'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-2988325541903900183</id><published>2008-11-06T09:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:21:44.870Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ustv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mscl'/><title type='text'>The joy of the one-season wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;n.b. - this article originally published at &lt;a href="http://blogcritics.org/archives/2008/11/03/224421.php"&gt;Blogcritics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's generally accepted that television - and, in particular, American television - has been going through something of a renaissance for the past twenty years or so. After decades where mind-numbing soaps and formulaic procedurals had dominated primetime, the appearance of shows like &lt;i&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Twin Peaks&lt;/i&gt; - shows that genuinely challenged the viewer heralded in a new era of television. It's not that the shows that preceded these were genuinely bad; it's just that, in order to remain competitive, networks relied upon the tried and true. There was no reason to deliver complicated, multi-threaded dramatic plots or scathing social satire to an audience that would be just as happy with the comfortable moralising of &lt;i&gt;Diff'rent Strokes&lt;/i&gt; and the frustratingly linear narrative of &lt;i&gt;Columbo&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the nineties approached, things gradually began to change. The biting satire of &lt;i&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/i&gt; proved an instant hit; the "show about nothing", &lt;i&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/i&gt;, proved to be genuinely something in the Nielsens; and the complex and surreal &lt;i&gt;Twin Peaks&lt;/i&gt; became appointment viewing. Suddenly, the game was on: while lowest-common-denominator shows remained a mainstay (and still do), challenging, intellectual fare was recognised as more than able to hold its own. The network upfronts would never be the same again, as more and more challenging, creative and genre-bending shows were commissioned: &lt;i&gt;Northern Exposure&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Picket Fences&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;thirtysomething&lt;/i&gt; in the earlier part of the decade; &lt;i&gt;The West Wing&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Sports Night&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; as the new millennium approached. Cable became a breeding ground of television that could genuinely be considered art: HBO were undoubtedly the frontrunners, &lt;i&gt;The Sopranos&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Wire&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Six Feet Under&lt;/i&gt; consistently rating atop critics' choice lists; but FX, Showtime and AMC have got in on the act too, with the likes of &lt;i&gt;The Shield&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Dexter&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Mad Men&lt;/i&gt;, respectively. The networks continue to raise their game too: the likes of &lt;i&gt;Lost&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Scrubs&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Friday Night Lights&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/i&gt; prove even among the most mainstream channels, there's a home for inventive, cross-genre programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But any TV critic across the land can reel off all of these examples. These are the success stories, the shows that stayed on air for season after season - or, if not quite managing that, garnered significant hype during their first run. It's my hypothesis that there are a number of less successful shows - in many cases not even managing to last one full season - that had just as profound an effect on the televisual landscape, largely thanks to the effect they had on screenwriters-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best example of this phenomenon is &lt;i&gt;My So-Called Life&lt;/i&gt;, created by Winnie Holzman, regular writer on the likes of &lt;i&gt;thirtysomething&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Wonder Years&lt;/i&gt;. Lasting just nineteen episodes through late 1994 and early 1995, the series detailed the day-to-day high-school life of Angela Chase (played ably by Claire Danes) and her family and friends. Based on that synopsis, you might be forgiven for making comparisons with &lt;i&gt;Beverly Hills, 90210&lt;/i&gt;, or - heaven forfend - &lt;i&gt;Saved By The Bell&lt;/i&gt;. Let's get it clear right off the bat: &lt;i&gt;Saved By The Bell&lt;/i&gt;, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the appealling, familiar concept, lurked a show unlike any seen on primetime TV before. The show was, above all else, realistic. Drug abuse, casual sex, homelessness, domestic abuse: all were fair game. One character was a closet homosexual, who, upon coming out to his father, is kicked out of his house and suffers through . Our main protagonist, Angela Chase, is not a happy-go-lucky teenager whose problems end when the final school bell rings: her teenage years are frustrating and difficult, confusing and heartbreaking. Happy endings on the show were rare, and on the rare occasions they did occur, were always tempered by a consistent atmosphere of fragility: some parents in the show clearly are on the brink of divorce, some are clearly one drink away from full-blown alcoholism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure", you might say, "but what good is that if no-one's watching"? You may have a point. But with "My So-Called Life", at least, it didn't matter too much that 99% of the country wasn't tuning in. What mattered was that among the 1% who did was a man named Joss Whedon. A man who would later go on to create international hits &lt;i&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt;, as well as the cult &lt;i&gt;Firefly&lt;/i&gt; franchise. Included in the luxurious special edition DVD box set of the show, there's an essay by Joss, wherein he imparts just how profound an effect the show had on him and his creative vision: "[it's] a show that delivered more joy, laughs, pain and cringing self-recognition than any show before or since [..] I learned from it, but never matched it". It's a sobering thought: without &lt;i&gt;My So-Called Life&lt;/i&gt;, we might never have had &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt;. And, by extension, we'd never have had &lt;i&gt;Veronica Mars&lt;/i&gt;.. and we might not have had &lt;i&gt;Freaks and Geeks&lt;/i&gt; either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's an interesting point, as &lt;i&gt;Freaks and Geeks&lt;/i&gt; (created by the brilliantly talented Paul Feig) is the other key single-season show of the '90s I feel has had a profound effect on popular culture, reverberating far beyond its original 1999-2000 run on NBC. Indeed, the effect of &lt;i&gt;Freaks and Geeks&lt;/i&gt; has been felt not just by television, but in the world of Hollywood film too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with &lt;i&gt;MSCL&lt;/i&gt;, the premise of &lt;i&gt;Freaks&lt;/i&gt; is deceptively simple. Once again, it's set in the world of high-school; only this time, we're transported back to 1980, and the world of two groups of high-schools outcasts: the titular "freaks" and "geeks". This isn't a &lt;i&gt;That '70s Show&lt;/i&gt;-style exercise in nostalgia, though; crass cultural references are abandoned in favour of realistic, well-drawn plots and characters that reference in the era in the most genuinely subtle ways. As we grow to love these characters through the nineteen short episodes, it's clear the '80s setting is little more than contextual grounding for polished, perfected storylines that examine every aspect of what it's like to be a high-school outcast in extensive detail. There are no rose-tinted spectacles here, but equally, the fun side is presented with the negative side: the kids here enjoy playing "Dungeons and Dragons", or practicing with thir band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As strong as the story arcs are, for me, the real draw of &lt;i&gt;Freaks and Geeks&lt;/i&gt; is the immensely talented cast. Not that &lt;i&gt;MSCL&lt;/i&gt; had anything but the strongest, most believable cast one can imagine; but that show was more noteworthy for its unique attitude to the stories it was telling. It was shockingly realistic, and surprisingly downbeat; it was its unique attitude that cemented it in television history. &lt;i&gt;Freaks&lt;/i&gt;, meanwhile, is rather more traditional in its tone - dramatic story points contrast with more light-hearted ones: the geeks seeing a porno film for the first time remains one of television's most memorable moments. The brilliance here, however, not in the general attitude of the show: it is in the sharpness and believablity of the script, and, perhaps more importantly, the genuineness of the cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact &lt;i&gt;Freaks&lt;/i&gt; (and its college-based successor, &lt;i&gt;Undeclared&lt;/i&gt;) has had on the television landscape has been profound: everything from &lt;i&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/i&gt; owes it a debt. But even more impressive is its effect on film. Various members of the team behind &lt;i&gt;Freaks&lt;/i&gt; - both creative staff and cast - have come together, and rebroadcast a refined vision of high-school life to sell-out audiences across the world. Judd Apatow, and executive producer of &lt;i&gt;Freaks&lt;/i&gt;, has played a key role in this, instilling in all his films - albeit often in a rather cruder, mainstream form - the sense of naivety, innocence and honesty his show was so known for. &lt;i&gt;Knocked Up&lt;/i&gt; is perhaps the finest example of this; it's no surprised that a veritable smorgasbord of &lt;i&gt;Freaks&lt;/i&gt; alumni are along for the ride: from star to Seth Rogen to a cameo from James Franco via major roles for Jason Segel and Martin Starr. The &lt;i&gt;Freaks&lt;/i&gt; sensibility is evident in almost everything Apatow's worked on - from &lt;i&gt;The 40-Year-Old Virgin&lt;/i&gt;'s sense of honesty to the &lt;i&gt;Revenge of the Nerds&lt;/i&gt;-style attitude of &lt;i&gt;Superbad&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes without saying, but it's a shame shows like &lt;i&gt;My So-Called Life&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Freaks and Geeks&lt;/i&gt; never got the attention they deserved. Not just because fans - and, whoo boy, are there dedicated fans of these shows - would have liked more. But because they form a crucial part of modern-day television history. Without them, prime-time network television genuinely wouldn't be the same. But hey, I guess had they drawn bigger audiences, there may well have been network pressure to make things more mainstream, to inject some big cliffhangers, to have big-name guest stars. Such facile tactics are bad enough on your average sitcom or procedural; they simply wouldn't have fit in with the ethos of these shows at all. I guess it's something of a consolation that, while we'll never get more of these particular shows, they have laid the way for many other superb programs to hit the airwaves. In many ways, that's testament to their quality enough. &lt;i&gt;American Idol&lt;/i&gt; can have its audience-grabbing theatrics and blockbuster ratings: it's never going to have as profound an effect on so many lives, in so many ways, and on so many industries, as the honesty and genuine emotion poured into, and expounded from, one single episode of the likes of &lt;i&gt;My So-Called Life&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Freaks and Geeks&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-2988325541903900183?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/2988325541903900183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=2988325541903900183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/2988325541903900183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/2988325541903900183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2008/11/joy-of-one-season-wonder.html' title='The joy of the one-season wonder'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-8838401125820040120</id><published>2008-10-30T14:36:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:16:37.909Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uktv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>The sorry state of British television</title><content type='html'>A discussion on Frasier Online about the current sorry state of British TV has got me thinking. I certainly don't question the premise - sure, we make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; good shows, but nowhere near as many as the States, and even those shows are mostly documentary or "quizcom": when it comes the sitcom and drama stakes, we're doing appallingly. What I do question, though, is whether that will remain the case. And, you know, though, the really sad thing is that I think it will -- and I don't even care anymore. I've resigned myself to the fact that the USA are the world's best at making television, and the UK isn't really a contender any more. That's sad - in years gone by, years before I was even alive, the British TV industry was clearly at the forefront of the game. But nowadays, we don't even try to compete. Gone are the days of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only Fools&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blackadder&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/span&gt;. In the UK, we don't even try to push televisual boundaries anymore. By any objective measure, it seems we've gone seriously downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree vehemently with the usual theory that other countries only get to see the best output of the States, and that in fact, the quality of the US's output can be just as bad as ours. Certainly, the US has bad shows. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fear Factor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dancing With the Stars&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joe Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; give our worst shows a run for their money, yes. But these are the exception, rather than the rule. What's more, they usually get just a single slot on primetime, once weekly.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Channel 4 gives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Brother&lt;/span&gt; close to to 24-hour a day coverage on digital channel E4, with one to two hours of highlights a day! Meanwhile, production-line-churned, mediocre scripted programming has no place &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt; in US primetime, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Days Of Our Lives&lt;/span&gt; and shows of that ilk confined to the appropriate home of the mid-morning and early-afternoon hours. But the BBC and ITV give &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eastenders&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emmerdale&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bill&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coronation Street&lt;/span&gt; a combined ten hours of primetime slots per week! Sometimes as many as twelve hours!! Across just two channels!!! All these exclamation marks are justified, honest!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that would be acceptable, if the remained of primetime was taken up with quality sitcom and drama - trash TV has its place. But no! Taking tonight, Thursday October 30 as an example, there's just one sitcom in primetime on any of the five main channels - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful People&lt;/span&gt; on BBC2. (And it's shit.) There's good non-situation comedy in the form of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Mind the Buzzcocks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Graham Norton Show&lt;/span&gt; - both brilliant programmes, it must be admitted. But I'll be damned if there's anything else worth watching. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Natural Born Sellers&lt;/span&gt; - an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apprentice&lt;/span&gt; rip-off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real Crime&lt;/span&gt; - lazy reality schlock. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Embarrassing Teenage Bodies&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danger Men&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slaves In The Cellar&lt;/span&gt;. All reality/documentary fare. The only sign of scripted programming anywhere is in BBC's overrated &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silent Witness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then look at what viewers in the USA can look forward to tonight. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Name Is Earl&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30 Rock&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy. Life on Mars&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, there's some reality stuff - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kitchen Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;. But at least it doesn't dominate the schedule. I'd argue there's around eight hours of what I'd call quality TV airing in the US tonight. In the UK, there's two at a stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If UK broadcasters want to compete, they need to seriously up their game. Kill off the appalling soaps and mediocre hospital dramas that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt; consistently kicks the ass of over a decade into its run. Bring in a decent Friday night sitcom, not crap sketch shows and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Family&lt;/span&gt; series twenty-five. Invest in quality drama and don't fall back on the (genuinely good) BBC4 documentaries alone to justify the licence fee. But I can't see it happening. Oh well, at least the US is still delivering a steady diet of quality programming. Here's hoping the credit crunch doesn't damage the pockets of the major US studios.. if it does, I don't know what viewers after quality television will do. The UK broadcasters certainly won't be there for them, that's for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-8838401125820040120?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/8838401125820040120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=8838401125820040120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/8838401125820040120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/8838401125820040120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-state-of-british-television.html' title='The sorry state of British television'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-5071393867058384944</id><published>2008-10-26T20:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:01:05.301Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WLIIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raymond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KOTH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MITM'/><title type='text'>Objective or subjective?</title><content type='html'>As a semi-professional list-maker (and by "semi-professional" I mean "I don't get paid for it but I do it as much as a paid list-maker would") I often find it hard to determine whether I'm looking at things subjectively or objectively. Sure, most of my lists are heavily dependent on opinion - top TV shows, favourite songs, etc. - but it's still possible to reasonably judge a show based on certain quantifiable criteria - its influence; the extent to which it broke tradition and flouted convention; its cultural impact; its success, both domestic and internationally; its realism; its ability to weave multiple genres together seamlessly; its critical acclaim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet when it comes to compiling my lists, I tend to pick and choose from these criteria, in an attempt to justify my rating of it (positive or negative). I often laud &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friday Night Light&lt;/span&gt;s, for example - one of my favourite drama series - for its realism, yet its influence is minimal, and its success both at home and abroad has been muted. Similarly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; was fairly popular with critics and was a remarkable success, but it had minimal effect on the sitcom genre - instead of flouting tradition, it often adhered rigidly to it. Yet I still rate it as an all-time classic, and many others do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://listology.com/content_show.cfm/content_id.20276"&gt;My top TV shows list&lt;/a&gt; surprises many people; not usually for what shows make it in to the list at all, but for some suspect choices in the top 10. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King of the Hill&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malcolm In The Middle&lt;/span&gt; often elicit surprise in particular. Most accept them as good shows, but all-time top 10? Maybe not. Thing is, I actually agree with them that neither belong on an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;objective&lt;/span&gt; all-time top 10 list. Sure&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;King of the Hill&lt;/span&gt; is more realistic than most of its animated counterparts; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malcolm&lt;/span&gt; was a pioneer of mainstream multi-camera laugh-track-free sitcom - but neither shook up the TV world like, say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wire&lt;/span&gt;. It's with these shows that subjectivity enters my list. One can make good cases for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/span&gt; showing up in a top-10 TV show list - but &lt;i&gt;KOTH&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malcolm&lt;/span&gt;? Harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why are they there? I think it's because, along with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;, they were among my first forays into the world of TV beyond Nicktoons and Cartoon Network. I first stumbled across both back around 2000, at ten years old (and just a year after I discovered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;). Even though I'd been hooked on the idiot box since an early age, it wasn't until then that I picked up on the potential of the format, albeit in my little ten-year-old way. Comedy without a laugh track? Cool! Animated people that actually seemed like real people? Even cooler! I've been hooked on both ever since. It's no surprise that, given rather more years of exposure than almost any other shows, I rate them highly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;, one of my highest-rated dramas, has been similarly affected: it was the first genuinely dramatic show I got interested in, back when I was 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, shows such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friend&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whose Line Is It Anyway? (US)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody Loves Raymond&lt;/span&gt; have been similarly affected. All rate within my top 20, even though none of them really challenged the format (and of course, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WLIIA (US)&lt;/span&gt; is just a remake of the original UK show). Here, another subjective emotion comes into play: the feelgood factor. In late 2004 I was pretty unwell for a couple of weeks; marathoning seasons 2-5 of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; for the first time made the time pass so much faster. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whose Line (US)&lt;/span&gt; became a staple of my Saturday in 2007; Five US's weekend afternoon marathons, which I'd always settle down to with a family member or two, was a highlight of my week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raymond&lt;/span&gt; S3 made the return to school in September 2006 far more palatable. It's these little things that help me to build up a positive picture of a TV show in my mind, even if it's not genuinely deserving. (Not that I think the shows I've mentioned aren't deserving; but I'd be lying if I said those certain circumstances didn't have at least some effect on my perception of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've given up my search for objectivity. I'm sure stats-mad TV fan could come up with the perfect equation to determine how important a TV show is, based on ratings, sales overseas, Google hits, blog mentions, and the number of times Matt Roush has been quoted on its DVD boxset cover. But I'm happy to continue grading things my way: searching for what I find objectively hilarious and genuinely dramatic, certainly; but also allowing personal circumstances to prevent my list from becoming a dreary clone with no sense of independent taste. (Where else can you find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Judge Judy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saved by the Bell&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sopranos&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NewsRadio&lt;/span&gt; all on the same list?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-5071393867058384944?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/5071393867058384944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=5071393867058384944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/5071393867058384944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/5071393867058384944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2008/10/objective-or-subjective.html' title='Objective or subjective?'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-2895573885381182980</id><published>2008-10-24T15:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:21:21.157+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvd'/><title type='text'>In defence of Amazon</title><content type='html'>Much has been made of Amazon's attempts to limit losses in recent months. All of their international stores have &lt;a href="http://thedvdforums.co.uk/forums/showthread.php?t=516742"&gt;abandoned the "Post-Order Price Guarantee"&lt;/a&gt;, which until September this year allowed customers to claim money back if the price on an item purchased was decreased within 30 days of shipment. Around the same time, &lt;a href="http://forums.slickdeals.net/showthread.php?t=908910"&gt;a number of Amazon.com customers began receiving e-mails stating Amazon.com was closing their account as "unprofitable"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But based on recent experiences, my personal feelings about Amazon remain positive. This morning, my copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt; Season 12 arrived (a steal at £19.97 just five weeks after release). I loaded up disc 1, and oh! the horror: on the episode selection screen, I'm presented with episodes 9, 10 and 11. "Not to worry", I think to myself, they probably just put discs 1 and 2 in the wrong holders. Not so -- turns out, I had two disc twos.  My heart was, naturally, terror-struck. What would I do without my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt; fix? (Watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Third Watch&lt;/span&gt;, as it turns out -- probably the subject of a later post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I logged onto Amazon and chose to return the item. I filled in a reason, and I'm immediately presented with a freepost label and bar-code insert. All I have to do is print them out, attach the label, stick the set in the post, and job's done. Meanwhile, a new order for the set was placed on my account within an hour (for free, naturally), and it's already "dispatching soon". (Bonus: my original order was with free delivery; this one's with first class). Impressive stuff from Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This post subject to retraction if they deem me "unprofitable" at a later date.. though considering the number of DVDs I buy from them, this is quite the minor blip. Plus, Warners should refund them anyway.. silly lazy packaging department. I guess it's less obvious a disc has been duplicated when you're using label-free double-sided discs though..).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-2895573885381182980?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/2895573885381182980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=2895573885381182980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/2895573885381182980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/2895573885381182980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-defence-of-amazon.html' title='In defence of Amazon'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-7442750976282953829</id><published>2008-10-23T17:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:38:39.377+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='r.e.m.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tmbg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='springsteen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bnl'/><title type='text'>A journey through my music collection</title><content type='html'>One of the popular memes going around the 'Net involves putting your media player on shuffle and discussing the first ten songs that come up. I've done it a few times on various forums (fora?) and website over the past few years, but not recently. A blog seems to perfect place to post such uselessness, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mason Williams - Classical Gas&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library June 2006)&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful instrumental piece, very cleverly composed. Builds up to an impressive climax; the last minute or so must rank as one of the world's most recognisable tunes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fleetwood Mac - Tusk&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library October 2006)&lt;br /&gt;I like the reggae beat, but if I'm honest, I tend to skew more towards the shinier, poppier side of Fleetwood Mac when I can. There's a cool drum solo, though. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barenaked Ladies - The Ninjas&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library April 2008)&lt;br /&gt;From their kids' album,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snacktime&lt;/span&gt;. It's one of the best tracks on that LP, with witty rhyming couplets ("The ninjas are deadly and silent, they're also unspeakably violent.. they speak Japanese, they do whatever they please, and sometimes they vacation in Ireland") and a catchy melody. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.E.M. - Maps and Legends&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library June 2005)&lt;br /&gt;One of the best tracks from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fables of the Reconstruction&lt;/span&gt;, an album that's grown on me considerably, this song pretty much sums up everything that's great about I.R.S.-era R.E.M. - Buck's arpeggio, an indistinct and incomprehensible Stipe vocal, and haunting Mills backing vocal. A nice driving, mid-tempo melody rounds out a fine song. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barenaked Ladies - I'll Be That Girl&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library July 2006)&lt;br /&gt;Another BNL track already? I'm not complaining - this is a career highlight. An irresistibly catchy, chant-along chorus masks a disturbing dark lyric ("if I had a gun, there'd be no tomorrow", anyone?) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bruce Springsteen - Born to Run (Alternate Cut 3)&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library April 2008)&lt;br /&gt;One of twelve versions of "Born" I have on my computer (what can I say? it's my favourite song), this version ranks somewhere in the middle of the pack. Not as polished as the later, and final cuts, but it does have a choir doing some backing vocals, which sound pretty awesome, and I wish they'd made it to the final cut. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Van Morrison - Cyprus Avenue&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library July 2008)&lt;br /&gt;A solid track from the brilliant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Astral Weeks&lt;/span&gt;, the near-acoustic opening gradually builds to something more powerful without losing its lilting melody. Van Morrison's vocals are on top form, too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They Might Be Giants - Olive the Other Reindeer&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library March 2005)&lt;br /&gt;One of the Giants' lesser tracks, it's simplistic and pretty forgettable, though it was the theme tune to the Matt Groening-developed Christmas special of the same name. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Magnetic Fields - Boa Constrictor&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library December 2007)&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;69 Love Songs&lt;/span&gt;, this 58-second piece uses a nice metaphor ("your love is wrapped around my heart like a boa constrictor") but it's ultimately a time-filler. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barenaked Ladies - Home&lt;/span&gt; (added to my library September 2006)&lt;br /&gt;Them again?! Oh well.This is one of their best ballads, really sweet and restrained, and I love the heartfelt simplicity of the "that's when I knew that I was home" refrain. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-7442750976282953829?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/7442750976282953829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=7442750976282953829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/7442750976282953829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/7442750976282953829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2008/10/journey-through-my-music-collection.html' title='A journey through my music collection'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-8413397105992300335</id><published>2008-10-23T00:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:58:03.396+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west wing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aaron sorkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Five reasons to love "Two Cathedrals"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPOILER ALERT: Haven't seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The West Wing&lt;/span&gt; episode "Two Cathedrals"? Don't read this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martin Sheen&lt;/span&gt;. He delivers a powerhouse performance in the cathedral: he's not bombastic or over-emotional, he simply makes you believe every word he manages to spit out is straight from the heart. He knows when to hold back too though - his restraint in the episode's early scenes is remarkable, hinting that beyond the tough, world-weary exterior, something has to give. The final scenes, as he stands in the rain, before taking the long walk to the press-room, as the strains of "Brothers In Arms" ring out, are worth the price of admission alone: Sheen gives Bartlet an expression that delivers a statement of intent better than any real President ever could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flashback&lt;/span&gt;. Flashbacks are fairly commonplace in 21st century television - from the mythology-building of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;  to the teary sweetness of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;' high-school years, television shows have been employing them left, right and centre. Rarely to the perfection exemplified here, though - meticulously judged and drawn, the scenes with a younger Jed and Mrs. Landingham are astoundingly heart-warming. So it's from dear old Dolores Bartlet got that inspiration to do something right in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Believable "younger" versions of characters&lt;/span&gt;. Point two would be null and void without this. All too often, flashback sequences fail to capture the youth of the characters they're supposedly representing. This can be because they didn't find anyone who quite looked the part so settled for the vaguest of resemblance; or (and arguably worse) they used the regular actor, dolloping on heaps of make-up and fashioning an appropriately stereotypical hairdo. "Two Cathedrals" falls victim to neither trope: Jason Widener and Kirsten Nelson are able to portray our beloved characters remarkably believably, without descending into self-parody. Without such talent, this episode wouldn't be half as revered as it is; Widener and Nelson are this show's unsung heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shot composition and direction&lt;/span&gt;. Most people take such things for granted; hell, I do too, most of the time. But in episodes like this, you couldn't help but notice just how well the technical department composed the show that wound up on our screens. The final shot stands out, as we look at Bartlet from his right, the American flag waving and rain pounding down; but the scene transitions from flashback to present-day are also worthy of note, as are the stunning shots of the expansive cathedral - a genuine work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Writing&lt;/span&gt;. The flashback scene where Jed discusses gender inequality with Mrs. Landingham. The scene where a posthumous Mrs. Landingham reminds Jed why he's in office. The scene where Jed curses out God, in both Latin and English. In each one, every word is perfectly judged. Every line fits. Wit is present where needed. So is intense, impactful emotion. Actors, directors and producers are only as good as the material on the page. Thanks heavens that here, that material was genuinely outstanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-8413397105992300335?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/8413397105992300335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=8413397105992300335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/8413397105992300335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/8413397105992300335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2008/10/five-reasons-to-love-two-cathedrals.html' title='Five reasons to love &quot;Two Cathedrals&quot;'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-3809815723694737245</id><published>2008-10-21T00:57:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T01:37:01.538+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west wing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aaron sorkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>How do I love Sorkin? Let me count the ways</title><content type='html'>Mere words cannot express my adoration-stroke-jealousy of Aaron Sorkin (masterful, impossibly witty scribe of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The West Wing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sports Night&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip&lt;/span&gt;). Having only recently really got hooked on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wing&lt;/span&gt; (how it passed me over for such a long time, I don't know - I watched the first season back in 2006 but never got any further), I was suddenly inspired to revisit his other properties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop one, naturally, was the triumph that is Sports Night's "The Apology", an episode that starts off sparkling with trademark Sorkin wit but culminates in a totally unexpected, out-of-left-field emotional blockbuster of a speech from anchor Dan Rydell (the criminally underused Josh Charles). For two whole minutes (and that's a long time in television), Dan delivers an on-air response to a magazine that misinterpreted a comment of his as being pro-cannabis legalisation. What begins as predictable in its apologetic and formal nature quickly digresses into moving and raw catharsis, as the heretofore unknown drug-laced past of Dan and his younger brother is laid out for all the world to see. The concluding revelation, while not particularly surprising, still manages to the make the spine shiver: Charles' delivery is perfectly timed, Sorkin's language perfectly judged. For a TV character we've known for just two episodes at this stage, it's almost unbearably heartbreaking, and significantly, it feels &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many other shows, such a move would seem hackneyed - hell, even in the self-aware, irony-laced likes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/span&gt;, such tone shifts are jarring; to imagine it in a traditional multi-camera sitcom is cringe-inducing. But here, it works without reservation. The Sorkin trademark walk-and-talk rat-a-tat-tat dialogue is so audibly recognisable - after a few episodes, it becomes as familiar and comfortable as your favourite pair of shoes - a change in pace allows for subtle emotional impact without our characters being forced to deliver sappy cliche. It's an effect Sorkin would perfect later on in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The West Wing&lt;/span&gt;, but it started here, in this very episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up on my recap of Sorkin's work will probably be the season 2 finale of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sports Night&lt;/span&gt;, "Quo Vadimus". Up there with the finest "last episodes" ever, it's home to that immortal line: "If you can't make money out of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sports Night&lt;/span&gt;, you'd better get out of the money-making business". Never a truer word spoken..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-3809815723694737245?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/3809815723694737245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=3809815723694737245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/3809815723694737245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/3809815723694737245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-do-i-love-sorkin-let-me-count-ways.html' title='How do I love Sorkin? Let me count the ways'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31467124.post-1741778068921286666</id><published>2008-03-12T17:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:29:58.733Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Music Review: "Indoor Picnic Music" - Various Artists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nettwerk.com"&gt;Nettwerk&lt;/a&gt;'s iTunes-only compilation, "Indoor Picnic Music", is a grab-bag of indie's best-kept secrets. It's a mix-and-match of all those artists that don't make it to those arbitrary lists of "big in (this year)" but really, really should. This collection, which compiles fifteen of Nettwerk's finest indie acts, is available for just £3.16 ($3.99 in the US) on iTunes - frankly, beyond a bargain. It'd be worth that if just a third of the tracks were worthy listens. Thankfully, however, the hit-to-miss ratio is far more favourable than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set opens, perhaps unsurprisingly, with the label's best-known act, the Barenaked Ladies. Present here is the acoustic version of "Easy", a ballad from their stellar 2006 "Barenaked Ladies Are Me". It's  a solid start, but I'd gravitate towards the original if asked to choose one version over the other; it was never an all-out rocker but the acoustic version here lacks the electric punch of the "Are Me " cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remainder of the compilation's tracks are presented in their original form; a wise decision, given the obvious intention of the set to serve as a taster designed to provoke listeners to delve into the back catalogues of the array of artists on display here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's certainly successful in that respect; every track here is immediately likeable, and there are few forgettable songs - from the Sixpence None The Richer-esque "Angel Tonight" by Leigh Nash, to "The Guy That Says Goodbye To You Is Out Of His Mind" by the Sufjan Stevens-inspired Griffin House, every melody is memorable, every .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the set is firmly grounded in the indie subset of popular music, there's still a fair range of music here. Old Crow Medicine Show are fine representatives of the country set; Matt Wertz checks in with Geoff Byrd-style power pop and The Weepies' "Gotta Have You" fulfills the compilation's "lovelorn ballad" quota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conjure One's "Extraordinary Way" is perhaps the standout track from the collection, a vaguely hypnotic pop-trance tune vaguely reminiscent of Sia's "Breathe Me". But choosing the high point of such a consistent album is an impossible task; each and every track is a winner. There is no real sense of depth, challenge or profundity here. But that is not necessary. This is not a Captain Beefheart concept album; it's a collection of songs. And in that sense, the set cannot be faulted. For the indie-inclined, there is unlikely to be a finer "sample set" out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standouts:&lt;br /&gt;Conjure One - "Extraordinary Way"&lt;br /&gt;Hem - "Not California"&lt;br /&gt;Jars Of Clay - "Carry Me (Dead Man)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31467124-1741778068921286666?l=wezzo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/feeds/1741778068921286666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31467124&amp;postID=1741778068921286666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/1741778068921286666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31467124/posts/default/1741778068921286666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wezzo.blogspot.com/2008/03/music-review-indoor-picnic-music.html' title='Music Review: &quot;Indoor Picnic Music&quot; - Various Artists'/><author><name>Wesley Mead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999914837940986513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yp7YE6DOVg/TQHqAgJzkmI/AAAAAAAAABw/xYM1NhbcnKM/s1600-R/15737_175306362894_720157894_3060764_1405142_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
