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Tuesday, June 19, 2001

When you think of a rock singer, or a "rock star," generally, an image of some thuggish looking guy comes to mind. You say rock star, you think MALE. BUT!!!

There are so many female rock stars. Many admirable for their talent, their courage, their conviction and their resilience. Take Stevie Nicks. She's been through so many men and so many different kind of mind-altering substances yet still been able to write stellar songs and sing them with a certain kind of grace that will be forever beyond compare.

Also, there's Gwen Stefani. At first, yes, I dismissed her as just another blonde in another band that would soon evaporate into one-hit wonderdom. But! Just think about No Doubt's enduring quality... they still make hits, they still sell records, they have a devoted following, and all members of the band are still part of the band. Some of this, if not most, has to be attributed to Gwen's chameleon-like ability to change and adopt and set trends. In ways, she is the Madonna of punk rock/ska.

And then of course, there's Madonna, the Queen of Pop. Nothing much really has to be said of her... she's been around for so long and accomplished so much.

I'm sure I could go on, but I won't.

Saturday, June 16, 2001

A friend of mine named Andy remarked upon the frivoulesness of the Quincenera, a large social gathering celebrating the fifteenth birthday of a young lady and her coming of age and introduction into society. It's a Mexican tradition involving the presence of the entire extended family and a couple of dozen or so close friends of the girl. The friends, and this is the part where i come in, all meet for dance practice and learn an involved, synchronized waltz, and in our case, a faster, Cumbia-type dance for a more flashier display of human movement. We all dance before a large congregation of family and relatives in a hall rented out for the occasion. Slyvia, the star of the occasion, was fortunate enough to have her parents buy her a multi-thousand dollar dress. That's only a small clue as to how involved the entire event is.

Anyways, Andy thinks it's just too much for a little girl's birthday. I think he was trying to imply that such an event would spoil and inflate the ego of the girl. He considers it a "waste of time and money."

Now, I respect Andy's frugal, economic outlook on life. He's a 26 year old working a nine to five job but still living with his mom and trying to make his car note each month. I respect where he comes from, but I emphasized to him the worth of a large family reunion, meeting old faces, recapturing lost years with loved ones, and celebrating life with your kin. However much it costs, i'm sure the Quince will provide a night never to be forgotten and always to be cherished.

Just returned from seeing the much hyped and anticipated "Tomb Raider" movie. Although I didn't feel it was as spectacular as it had claimed to be throughout countless commercial movie trailers, I still won't let the pre-release mania influence my opinion upon the movie itself.

With that said, I still think that it was crap. Perhaps, 3-4 viewings of Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon (recently released on DVD) during the past forty hours or so had elevated significantly my standards of what should be considered a "quality" movie. The depth of the characters, the exploration of various and universal themes, the gorgeous scenery, the breathtaking and heart-pounding action-fight sequences, displayed in a Martial Arts Film, (a genre commonly misperceived as being a vehicle too insufficient to carry so many and varied themes) are only just some of the remarkable characteristics of this "piece of cinema." I would say that CTHD definitely, and for the first time ever, defines the "arts" in Martial Arts Film. Of course, I'm making this statement based on a small handful of kung-fu movies I've been fortunate/unfortunate enough to see. I mean, most of them probably aren't exactly Oscar-award winning pieces of art. Then again, who am I to talk - maybe I should just rent some twenty plus videos and a month later, touch upon the subject again...

But back upon the subject of Tomb Raider, the less-than spectacular spectacle. I'll just lightly remark that the movie itself was rife with plenty of eye-candy blow-up sequences and the obligatory cleavage/tank top-busting breasts that jiggled ever so delightfully as our heroine Lara Croft dodged gargantuan stone warriors and calamitous waterfalls.

Quote of the Week: (and quite possibly the quote of the month, = P )
"I would rather be a ghost, drifting by your side as a condemned soul than enter heaven without you. Because of your love, I will never be a lonely spirit."

--Li Mu Bai's last words to Shu Lien
Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon