Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Squid Mixes: Dry Manhattan

A Dry Manhattan is so called because it substitutes dry vermouth for sweet.  I prefer the classic but the dry is perfectly nice.  My recipe came from The New York Bartender's Guide.

Friday, April 20, 2018

A Window Above: Who Are You

Song: "Who Are You"
Writer: Pete Townshend
Band: The Who
Original Release: July 14, 1978

The Concert for New York City at Madison Square Garden was organized by Paul McCartney a month after the 9/11 attacks to honor the city's valiant first responders.  The evening's lineup was impressive: McCartney himself, David Bowie, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards, Eric Clapton, Elton John, Billy Joel, Destiny's Child, Melissa Etheridge and on and on.   Obviously, with so much talent on stage for such an emotionally charged event, expectations were high.  And yet, for most of the concert, the energy seemed off, at least from our seats on the couch at home.  Jon Bon Jovi and the Backstreet Boys mugged on stage with police caps from the audience.  Politicians were booed.  The performances were good, but not great, perhaps everyone a little too impressed with themselves - just showing up and being sad was enough.  Prepped for catharsis, I was feeling let down.

Then the Who came on and played their guts out.

They played the songs they knew everyone wanted to hear and they played like they meant it.  The energy in the room exploded.  You could hear Daltrey and Townshend straining to be heard and they looked like they were willing to bleed if they had to.  Suddenly, it all made sense.  These emotionally exhausted firefighters and policemen didn't want pity.  They didn't want pandering.  They didn't want cute.  They didn't want a hug.  Instead, they wanted to celebrate what was worth living for and, yes, maybe dying for.  Sometimes, the kids just wanna rock.  The Who understood all of that and embraced their role in the moment.  That is why they triumphed where everyone else fell short.

The video below includes the entire set.  It's well worth your time.  I learned later that the NYPD has long felt a kinship with The Who because of the line about the policeman in "Who Are You" so the fact that they opened with it was meaningful in itself.  The moment at the end of the song when the flag behind the stage turned from Union Jack to Stars and Stripes was powerful and sincere.   

But wait, there's more.  First, the sad part: the concert was bassist John Entwistle's last US performance.  He died of a heart attack eight months later.

Seven years after the show, the band received Kennedy Center Honors.  New York's Finest had a little surprise for them:

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Squid Mixes: Perfect Manhattan

Fortunately, the snow has melted since the photo above was taken, on March 15th. 

A Perfect Manhattan combines rye whiskey with equal parts dry and sweet vermouth.  It is so called because of the equal portions of the two kinds of vermouth.  The drink was nice and it was certainly good to get back to whiskey drinks and the Manhattan family.  I do prefer bitters to the dry vermouth but it was a pleasant variation.  My recipe came from The New York Bartender's Guide.

Friday, April 13, 2018

A Window Above: You Send Me

Song: "You Send Me"
Writer: Sam Cooke
Original Release: October 7, 1957

I have discovered a drawback of listening to classical music radio all the time.  I realized the problem one night during holiday season when VPR Classical played a gospel song performed by Mahalia Jackson.  Western art music, as "classical" is more accurately termed, is awfully white.  African-American influence is severely lacking.  Oh sure, there are composers who have worked to incorporate it: Gershwin, Debussy and Dvorak prominent among them.  But most of the stylistic thrust comes from Europe.

Without a doubt, the single greatest cultural force in the musical world over the past century-plus has been African-America: blues, jazz, rock and hip-hop all have their roots in that tradition.  Throw in Afro-Caribbean styles like reggae and calypso and there's no question of Africa's dominant influence for several generations running.  Listen to nearly any other radio station and the African strains are obvious.  Even country music has benefited.  Classical music is certainly not without a "soul" of its own but it still lacks that certain something.  Occasionally, one thirsts for a blues scale or a spot of syncopation.  Fusion won't cut it.  Only the real thing will do.

For me, no music is more spiritually nourishing than soul music, the older the better.  Sam Cooke is as good as it gets.  Cooke is credited by many with inventing soul but of course, that is oversimplifying history.  He came up in gospel, becoming lead singer of the Soul Stirrers in 1950 at the tender age of nineteen.  His vocal talents were obvious but it was his good looks that drew young female admirers to the group's performances.  His crossover to secular material, a genuinely crucial moment in the history of soul music, came in 1956 with the song "Loveable," a rewriting of the gospel song "Wonderful."  As both singer and songwriter, Cooke established himself as a force in the music industry, ultimately signing with RCA in 1963.

Alas, the extraordinary success ended soon after.  The events surrounding his death in 1964, ultimately ruled a justifiable homicide, have been called into question by Cooke's family and supporters in the years since.  Whatever the truth may be, the details suggest that he may not have been the world's nicest person.  His musical contributions, though, are undeniable.

"You Send Me" was Cooke's first and amazingly only #1 hit on the Billboard charts.  "Summertime" was the B-side of the single.  The song is a lock for nearly any all-time greats list and has been covered by numerous artists, including Nat King Cole, Aretha Franklin and Otis Redding.

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

On the Coffee Table: Kazu Kibuishi

Title: Amulet, Book Two: The Stonekeeper's Curse
Writer and Artist: Kazu Kibuishi
I guess I have been rather lax with this series.  I read Book One: The Stonekeeper over three years ago (see review here).  As Book Two begins, Emily and her younger brother Navin and their robot crew (reminiscent of the enchanted servants in Disney's Beauty and the Beast) are in the underground city of Kanalis to find a cure for their ailing mother.  All of the town's residents are humanoid animals, apparently victims of a curse (again, reminds one of B&B).  Meanwhile, the elves - the baddies in this tale - are after Emily, who fortunately has gained a new protector: Leon Redbeard, currently in fox/humanoid form.

I'll admit that I had to remind myself about the story details after three years off.  Even so, I'm impressed by the material, especially the breathtaking artwork.  There's a lot to like, even if some of the narrative elements feel derivative.  There's the B&B stuff mentioned above.  Also talking trees a la Wizard of Oz.  For Star Wars fans, there's a much discussed life force, a prominent temptation of power theme, satisfying duels and, of course, daddy issues. 

Of course, we'll see if I remember all of this by the time I get to Book Three in 2021.  Thank goodness for online synopses!

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Squid Cooks: Chicken Cutlets with Quick Pan Sauce

I learned good lessons from last week's dish, pork stir-fry with greens (read here).  I got all of my ingredients ready this time and put them close to hand before I started cooking.  All went smoothly.  I successfully dredged.  I successfully deglazed and reduced.  I almost felt like a real cook!

The resulting dish - recipe from Mark Bittman's How to Cook Everything: The Basics - was less than dazzling, though the chicken was pleasantly moist.  But it was a good skill builder and that's what I need. 

Monday, April 9, 2018

On the Coffee Table: Mary Roach

Title: Gulp: Adventures on the Alimentary Canal
Author: Mary Roach
This book is my second experience with the work of Mary Roach (see previous post here).  While Bonk explores sex, Gulp follows the human digestion process from input to output.  I will admit to apprehension as I approached this book.  My wife warned me it was gross.  As she put it, "Don't go thinking it will get easier in the next chapter, because it won't!"

That said, it wasn't nearly as bad as I was expecting.  I am a wimp with gross, too, so I don't say that lightly.  There were definitely some chapters that were tough.  For instance, I now know more about constipation than I could possibly have wanted.  But for the most part, Gulp is both enlightening and entertaining.  Roach is nothing if not funny.

I have no quarrel with Roach over her unusual book topics.  I applaud her thorough and fearless research.  However, I am occasionally put off by the self-aware voice in her writing, not unlike that of French author Laurent Binet (see here).  For the most part, I enjoy your style, Ms. Roach.  But I can't say I care that you think Palatine Uvula would make a great pen name for a romance author.