July 2000
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Anti/Matters: July 2000 |
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Sometimes I marvel at what the human body and spirit can take without snapping in half. Many of the people in the downtown arts scene have made severe sacrifices to continue doing their art - being ostracized by their families, taking dangerous jobs dealing with scary people, losing all contact with the outside world, denying themselves food, sleep, friends, even self-identity, coping with addictions of every stripe, plumbing our darkest neuroses, just to write a slightly better song or get a little closer to that thing that separates us from everyone else, gives us an identity we can show to the rest of the world. Sometimes it’s hard to keep some kind of even keel between doing the crap you have to do, every damned day, and having a life. Some people are better at it than others. One of this month’s star subjects, Ish Marquez, for all his great natural talents, hasn’t always done a good job of keeping that balance. I don’t know how long he can keep doing what he’s doing, but I’m truly glad he was able to finish his new CD, and I’m anxious to hear it. Jeff Lewis’ lengthy interview with him covers a lot of significant ground, and is worth reading for an insight into that place where art and the rest of the world collide. Ish clearly finds true joy in his creativity, as do many others, and I wish him all the best as he keeps trying to get through this world. Another side of art-meets-the-rest-of-the-world is covered by Randi [Macho Man] Russo, who has written a few pieces by now about the mindset of finding an identity and a sense of self through creating and performing. Her transformation from extremely scared wallflower to one of the central pillars of the downtown songwriting scene has been swift and decisive. It’s also ongoing, and her insights into how she’s fine-tuning her act while still remaining true to the core of what she’s about are pretty damned cool too. When I agreed to be a guest editor of AntiMatters for a month while Jon Berger took a break and a road trip back to Massachusetts, I got a series of warnings (mostly from Jon) that it would be a terrible experience, but it’s wound up being more fun than, um, Andrew Heller with his pants down. Okay, as fun as a Raven Open Mike. Oh, before I forget. Dina Levy deserves mad props for moral support (and a much-needed piece) as deadline approached. So there you go. I hope you like this month’s issue. I sure as hell do. Thanks, everyone, for letting me play with your zine for a while. Tony Hightower July 2, 2000 Клиника фракционное омоложение. Курская. . Почвофреза к мотоблоку кентавр 1070 и Зирка. |
 Inside Antimatters this Month: Demo Tips with Tom Nishioka This month: The Importance of Mastering, and the cheapest CD recording possible Going Through - The Ish Marquez Interview With his new CD, Gin Is Not My Friend, in tow, Ish talks with Jeff Lewis about what a strange trip it's been. Schtick City Randi Russo meditates on what "making it" really means. Racing in the Street Jon Berger talks about the Antifolk albums he took on the road with him, and how cool they are. The Ass Game Steve Espinola lets us know we can't hide our lyin' ass. There's a very good explanation. Reviews - Bionic Finger's Inner Bimbo For some reason, they didn't make the last issue. Here they are now, and with a vengeance. CD Reviews All of them. Both of them. Report From The Fort This month, Egils Kaljo reports from Raven, and Jon Berger sends a good piece about Northampton, Mass. Yeah, It Matters Dina Levy explores whether this scene caters to women, and how pressing the need for change is. Ask Major Matt Mason USA This month - getting one's admirers to strip in a food court. Sanjay Waxes Eloquent Lunchin's amazing rhythm ace gives mad props to his homies, whoever they may be. All You Need Is Love or, The Unbearable Peter Dizozzaness of Being Peter Dizozza. |
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