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Adam Yauch

A tribute to Adam Yauch – the Beasties MCA – at the Hollywood Bowl on the 4th of May 2012. You may not like Coldplay, you might not L.U.V. Madonna but the extent of the impact of the Beasties is still being gauged. And for not too weird a reason I am still in shock. Here’s a mini collage of tributes I found here and there…

“The Beastie Boys were one of a kind, and so was Adam. They were all an important part of my musical history. And integral to the musical revolution that was happening at the time.” – Madonna

“I think it’s obvious to anyone how big of an influence the Beastie Boys were on me and so many others.” – Eminem

 

The New York Mets tribute to Yauch. Billboard on Yauch’s battle with cancer. The New York Times obit. A postscript in the New Yorker.

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Arts

The Beasties and I

It must have been a Wednesday in 1988. I know that it must have been 1988 because  I have a feeling we were two second formers and there is a high probability that it was a Wednesday because that was our day off school. On that day back in 1988 my friend and I met at his house just off Gzira seafront and we retired to his play-room on the roof/attic to generally fool around and plan our next war games on Manoel Island (for such was the busy life of a twelve year old then).

I still recall the ruffling through the latest acquisitions of wartime memorabilia from the Sunday Monti in Valletta and the checking out of various gadgets that he would have obtained from Canada. There under a “naughty” poster of some anonymous model’s bum we got up to our usual nonsense. Then he got out the tape deck. He had a song that he wanted me to check out. A couple of revving of forwards and backwards to the right spot then there it was…

A couple of electronic xylophone notes then their voices came in “Girls” – a childish tune with a basic beat and a style that I would learn years later was fascinating to the frat boy era. It was a silly song about Girls and about how we all crave them “to do the dishes… to clean up my room.. to do the laundry and in the bathroom” and how preferably they would come two at a time.

I was hooked. Of course the miracle wonders of a double deck cassette tape meant that before long I would be one of the first young kids in Malta to own a copy of the infamous album Licensed to Ill. Together with bootleg copies of Eddie Murphy’s “Raw” and “Delirious” (thanks to other Canadian friends – ah the beauty of returned emigrants) Licensed to Ill would become my prized musical possession and would signify the beginning of a lifelong fixation on the Beastie Boys (or Beasties).

That was the album that included such immortal hits as “No Sleep till Brooklyn”, “Hold it now Hit it” and of course the galactic “Fight for Your rights to party”. That tape was burnt playing over and over in many a walkman or tape deck or car. In truth car plays were few and far between since rarely did the driver (aka Dad) concede to playing the masterpieces on a family outing.

I was hooked. I finally had a band I liked and the legends (urban or otherwise) about their antics reached me in drips and drops in pre-internet days. I still recall early London trips in which I “discovered” earlier works such as the “Cooky Puss” EP or their punk earlier works. I remember unwrapping Paul’s Boutique and listening to the full length on a catamaran ride in summer from Sliema to Marsalforn.

I’ve got all their albums. I mean all of them. I grew up with Ad Rock, MCA and Mike D and when a few years ago I got to see them perform live in Brussels it was the final step in a rite of passage that had lasted a couple of decades. The Beastie Boys were less about musical taste and lore and more about fidelity. I never quite understood their multiple directions in musical experimentation but then again I never considered myself anything like a music guru – what with my eclectic tastes.

The Beasties never sounded half as political as RATM, their hip-hop claim to fame only recently began to unravel fully in the mainstream with the rediscovery of the monumental jewels in the Paul’s Boutique album. They would have loved to disown their most instantly recognised hit (Fight for your rights to party) and cannot surely be called a highly productive music band on the whole. Yet they are legends. Inducted in the Rock Hall of Fame in April 2012 they have a place among the great milestones of musical history.

The death of Adam Yauch aka M.C.A. at the young age of 47 has shocked many of us who were prepared to enjoy more Hot Sauce in the coming years. A legend of hip-hop – a third of the group of white Jewish boys from Brooklyn who revolutionised hip hop – has left us. His “time to get ill” is come and gone but we like to think that the mark he has left on the music industry is still going strong.

RIP MCA
RIP Nathaniel Hornblower

Interesting in reading about how one album came to be a milestone in hip hop and pop music generally: check this out


 

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The Half-Baked Interview

So, we’ve been noticing that other blogs (Ramonadepares that’s you) have been going off interviewing bands in general and in particular. The last interview with the greatest band to hit Malta since the Beangrowers demiscegenated into something new got our attention. Here at J’accuse we like to do things strangely every once in a while – a bit like our obsession of using the “we” instead of the “I” – and we thought “Hey, we want an interview with the Shh! too”. So we sent a set of questions to the better better half of the band who incidentally happens to be a very good copy of Mirko Vucinic and said clone of Montenegran genius obliged us with answers.

So. Ladies and gentlemen. Here is our half-baked interview with Ian Schranz the handsome man in the band the Shh! Also, may I add that the photo was unceremoniously stolen from another musician’s posterous collection – a certain Oliver the D. There.

1. Why?
It was an accident, i promise.

2. Bovril or Marmite?
Bovril when sick… marmite when healthy

3. Christina Hendricks or Dite von Teese?
Christina mamma mia!

4. Pastizzi or Ftira?
open rictotta pastizz in a ftira, cooked. ! 2012 (c) Ian Schranz

5. (complete the phrase) music is ….

….the sound cows make to say that they’re unwell…
… … (so so so bad… .. but almost a eureka moment….)

6. (complete the phrase) mike spiteri is….

probably still alive and healthy hatching his plans in an underground
bunker in the Nevada Desert.

7. (complete the phrase) Peter and Jane…

meet a horrendous end, when Peter failed to notice that the truck was
signaling to go right..

8. Subbuteo is for sissies. Discuss.
Real men play Scrabble!
9. If Men are from Mars and Women from Venus … homosexuals are from….
the rings of saturn…

10. When?
it was at about 10:30am.. i was at church…

 

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Mediawatch Politics

Allons enfants de l’austerity

Some required reading from today’s Figaro. Unfortunately the editorial is still not available online for non-paying members so I have typed out the main quote. We will see more of this in tonight’s debate between Francois Hollande and Sarkozy  but what is more interesting is how the main thrust of the problems that will be debated is a universal set of issues that apply Europe-wide.

Last time round the nationalist party cloned Sarkozy’s slogan “Ensemble, tout est possible” (Flimkien kollox possibli). This time we might see some more inevitable parallels. France’s “progressive” left built around anti-Sarkozyism is running a campaign built on “Hope”.

Hollande has promised employment and work but while his appealing rhetoric might sound great for the anti-austerity crowd it has already attracted the worried stares of the financial markets. Sarkozy is basing his challenge on facing the stark reality of failed models and failed economies.

May day’ speeches in Malta might be a taste of similar things to come closer to home. Joseph Muscat’s hope and rhetoric still fails the basic test of “Show me the money”. Combine that with his pre-hedging regarding “Hofra Mark 2012” (or the gap in finances he will obviously be surprised to discover once he is elected PM) and you seem to be getting a perfect clone of François Hollande.

There is much more to be read into this and I will do so as soon as I find the time. Here is part of Le Figaro’s editorial. For an amusing reading try replacing NS with Lawrence Gonzi and FH with Joseph Muscat.

“(NS) a défendu un nouveau modèle français, fondé sur un constat d’évidence : la mondialisation bouscule tout, tout est donc à repenser si on ne veut pas etre englouti. Le viex modéle social, perpétuellement financé à crédit, ne tient plus la route. Si l’on ne fait rien, il s’écroulera bientot. (…) (FH) connait bien le problème de fond de sa campagne. Il promet des choses qu’il ne pourra tenir, puisque tous les créanciers de la France – la fameuse “finance” – l’observeront seconde par seconde.”

(watch the video top-right from 14 minutes)

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Politics

The “after” party

In parliament it’s been reduced to a question of motions and counter-motions. While the nation fakes a collective breath-holding session as the MP’s battle out the latest round the few who can be bothered set up impromptu betting odds as to what will happen next in the drawn-out Debono saga. In the press we have the usual white elephants – from the White Rocks Sports Complex that resurfaced a few weeks ago to the Feasibility Plans for Bridges to Gozo.

All the while the business of government is stalled and hedged because the money bills have not been voted and because – let’s face it –  every other moment is being dedicated to secret strategy meetings (pace Maltatoday) that are about as secret as whatever Jeffrey Pullicino Orlando has had for lunch or Owen Bonnici’s latest hobby. The opposition is busy painting the state of the nation as one floundering in abject poverty, expensive bills and of course mention has now begun to be made of the debts and holes that this government will bequeath to its successor. Mais bien sur.

While the circus is in full force the world around the navel-gazing isle is on a rapid mission of the “change or bust” kind – one that cannot afford to give a rat’s arse about arty farty obvious promises in the form of Joseph Muscat’s latest populist mantras. Whether the circus lasts till June or October one thing is for sure. There will be an end to the party. After that it will be down to the business of governing in a time of austerity.

Speculation is rife that this spring could end up being a hot European spring politically with the anti-austerity wave finally taking the European leaders heads-on. A Hollande vicotry in France and a failure by Merkel to push on with further measures could risk spelling disaster for the fragile instability that currently is a European reality. Within that perspective – and outside the childish noise of the four walls of our Franco-led parliament – the future looks daunting.

Will our parties take the realist approach and moderate their promises in the run up for an election? Will they participate in a much needed eye-opening campaign for voters to appreciate the realities of the world beyond the shores of San Pawl-il Bahar and Mellieha? Or will they proceed with their pie-in-the-sky populisms feeding off a skewed view of the world and the immediate economic ills?

At this rate, the after party promises to be uglier than the mother of all hangovers.

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Politics

When Franco is history

Back in January when Franco Debono’s rumblings had set everyone on edge and prepared a nation for a snap election that never was J’accuse was busy pointing out that the fascination about all things Franco would soon be overshadowed by much more pressing concerns. The national fascination with the controversy surrounding snap elections and the precarious nature of one-seat majorities is a manna and a blessing in disguise to both political parties.

So long as your average citizen is overcome by an all consuming interest in following Franco’s every step and second guessing the next election date, the PLPN circus can continue to fake their preparedness for the forthcoming election. With that kind of perspective whether we are in for a snap June election (as seems highly unlikely) or whether Gonzi’s government will drag on to an October grande finale should actually become a secondary issue.

Sure, Labour can get its political mileage on such slogans as “iggranfat mas-siġġu tal-poter” as much as the PN can retort with the less effective”kilba għall-poter ta- Joseph“. The political battles are fought on the immediate: the power struggle, the stretched interpretations of representative malaise that result from the tweaked electoral rules, the Labourite quest to redesign Malta as a reverse Potemkin village, the Nationalist attempts to portray the world as an ok place to be if Franco didn’t exist…

Forget programs and plans for the future. The parties can avoid that completely. Ours it is not to know what measures will be taken by the next tenant in Castille. Once Franco is history and the elections have come and gone what is the program for the nation? We pointed this out in January and nothing has changed since then. The same questions can be asked of the same people.

Here are some snippets from January’s posts as reminders:

Windows of Opportunism

Muscat’s Labour seems intent on repeating GonziPN’s fatal error of 2008. They prepare for some sort of electoral victory but is this a party that is proving that it has the right credentials to govern? The smokescreen of the Franco saga might invigorate Labour hopefuls and build their hope for a change in government. The removal of the power weary Nationalists would not come a moment too soon for them. The mistake they make is that they equate the satisfaction of removing an expired government with the automatic assumption that anyone who steps in by default will be good for the job.

That Constitutional Question

Even though our political parties operate on the assumption that “loyalty” is universally automatic they have now been exposed to the democratic truth that it is not. The failure is not of the system but of the arrogant assumption that the bipartisan mechanisms that the parties have written into the constitution will guarantee their permanent alternation. Franco’s methods might be obtuse and distasteful especially when they betray blatant and crude ambition but on a political level the renegade politician who disagrees with the party line was not only predictable but threatens to become a constant in the future.

Malta Post-Franco I

The biggest surprise for J’accuse was that many people were surprised at the outcome. That there were many (many) men in the street still crossing their fingers rooting for Franco to vote in favour of the confidence motion was acceptable.That it became increasingly evident that the Labour party actually had hoped for this to happen exposed new levels of naivety within the party’s strategists.

There were less sighs of relief from the Nationalist party end but this was probably more due to the fact that they were fully aware of some sort of deal with Debono that had avoided the worst. The nationalist party would live to govern another few days but the exercise of damage limitation had not avoided multiple bruising and the attempt to portray any sense of triumphalism that Joseph’s side had been “defeated” would only expose a shallowness and falsity that aggravated matters further. The cracks had just got wider and hell did they know it.

Malta Post-Franco II

What next for Debono? It remains to be seen whether the nationalist party will play out their part of the deal that won them a temporary respite from the Debono tsunami. His role within the party is imperiled if he fails to obtain the right to present himself as a candidate for the next election. Technically his career should be over: “sacrificed” as he likes to put it, for the greater good. Ironically he might be a magnet for the kind of voter that liked his shit-stirring antics and who would rather vote a maverick than vote labour. That kind of voter believed Franco’s promises of reform and is the kind who would have loved Franco’s swan song in parliament.

Debono’s fate is intrinsically tied to the decisions that the party that he claims he loves will take in the near future. If the PN once again will be in the business of assembling a rag-tag group of disparate candidates then he might be in on the off-chance that his Champion of the Disgruntled image wins him a few number 1s. It will be a hard struggle though and until the next elections Debono might still have the last word in precipitating a Nationalist party decision to go to the polls.

The Age of the Generalissimo is, in all probability, almost over.

 

Malta Post-Franco III

Buying time also means buying time for the government projects that were coming to their end to be finalised. There will inevitably be accusatory fingers pointed at projects and laws finished and enacted on the eve of an election. Honestly speaking most would have been end-of-term projects anyway and would have suffered the same fate. That is not the biggest problem for GonziPN. The biggest problem is that this  ”leadership race” is the last-ditch reaction by Lawrence Gonzi and worse, an insistence on engaging within the “presidential” context dynamic. What remains to be seen and what is of paramount importance for the party is whether it is learning from the past mistakes. To do so it has to acknowledge them humbly and prepare to rebuild from scratch.

2012 is many political light years away from 1989. It might still not be too late for the nationalist party to make an appointment with history and use this latest borrowed time to take up real politics (not realpolitik) once again. For that it needs less noise, less drama, less taste-based propaganda and bull and to concentrate on the substance. Values, policies and a bottom-up realisation that this is the time to face new challenges within new parameters might only just make it.

Will fate throw another lifeline for the PN and spare it the (by now very necessary) years of rebuilding in opposition? We can only hope that if it does then the Nationalist party gets down to the real business of politics.

Malta Post-Franco IV (Labour)

Much like gonziPN in 2008, Labour are fashioning a campaign around the promise of one man: Joseph Muscat. Once you get over the noise about “Instability”, “gonziPN’s dismantlement”, “Inefficiency” etc, once the whole fracas surrounding Franco’s last hold on government is over… you will be left with the naked truth. Two parties geared up for election. What is Labour promising? Joseph Muscat that’s what. Peel away the complaints and the only inkling of a plan you have is a “vision” held closely to heart by Joseph Muscat. They tell us they trust him. On what basis? Because he SAYS he can run a country? On what principles? With what reference point?

After Franco we got a Labour party beating its chest ready for action. Franco’s shenanigans required that parties showed themselves prepared: just in case. To the observer on the sidelines – not particularly bothered with partisan flag-waving – it was evident that Labour was nothing but a party of words and slogans. I know you won’t believe me so here are three random interventions from Labour’s General Council. Chris Fearne, Chris Cardona and David Farrugia Sacco take to the podium. Do they mention one… just one… idea they might have as a basis for change? Honestly… beyond the plaudits for Joseph and the list of grievances (legitimate as they may be) is one of these potential election candidates telling us anything except that they trust in Muscat’s vision?

Lawrence Gonzi’s ridiculous show of leadership challenge and defence (the Soviet acclamation?) might have bought time for the nationalist party to get its act together for the eventual battle. Meanwhile Labour could do well to keep the public opinion momentum going with the drum beating it loves to impress… but it would also do well to come up with some homework pretty soon because if we were into voting for visions then we’d have Angelik as Prime Minister.

see also : Iacta est?