Archive for January, 2004

Custodians receive hourly raise

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Jonathan Greenberger
Bernell Dorrough

The start of January brought two big changes for many of Washington University’s custodial workers: along with getting a new employer, most received a $1.00 per hour wage increase. At the same time, the chancellor’s office has confirmed that a task force is being formed to examine other worker concerns.

Late last year, the University asked a variety of companies to bid on providing cleaning services for most of the Hilltop Campus. Among the winning bidders were WWF, which now cleans the School of Engineering, and ARAMARK, which cleans in the buildings and areas previously serviced by ABM.

Although the companies are new to campus, Maintenance Operations Manager Bill Wiley said that the workers who previously cleaned the buildings received invitations to interview and be rehired.

The workers who were retained received an extra bonus in early January, when they discovered they would be making an additional $1.00 per hour. This wage increase was not part of the initial bid by ARAMARK or WWF, and instead was implemented at the request of the University.

“We think these employees are a valuable asset, and we hope that this additional incentive will help us to retain even more of them,” said Ralph Thaman, associate vice chancellor of facilities planning and management.

The University has also instructed ARAMARK and WWF to pay newly hired custodians $1.00 per hour above the union wage.

One ARAMARK employee said she was delighted by the salary boost.

“We were very surprised-but it was a nice surprise,” said the worker, who asked to remain anonymous. “It means I’ll have more money to pay the bills.”

Charlie Hatcher, director of organizing for the Service Employees International Union (SEIU) Local 50, the union that represents the custodial workers, said that when he announced the salary increase, “the workers were literally dancing in the aisles. One of the students at that meeting mentioned that it was like a religious experience-and it really was.”

The reasons for the jubilation are clear, said Hatcher.

“It really makes a substantial difference in the lives of these workers,” said Hatcher. “While it’s not everything-because of their health care plan, the workers are still about a dollar or so short of a living wage-it’s a great start. I know I was very surprised and very, very pleased.”

The increase in salary may not be the only change coming for the University’s hourly employees. Assistant to the Chancellor Steve Givens said yesterday that the chancellor is in the process of forming a task force to investigate other worker concerns. Givens noted that a formal announcement of the panel’s creation will be made next week. Ann Prenatt, vice chancellor for human resources, will chair the task force, with other members including students, faculty and staff.

Hatcher and the union are optimistic about the creation of the task force.

“It shows the University understands the need to have guidelines to protect workers,” he said.

Senior Sergio Salmeron said he also views the creation of the task force as a positive step. Salmeron is a founding member of the Student Worker Alliance (SWA), which formed in early November after 36 Nicaraguan custodians were abruptly fired and told to leave the U.S.

Since then, Salmeron said the group has grown to a current size of between 80 and 100 members, including a few members of the University’s faculty. While numerous University administrators maintain that the wage increase for the workers was unrelated to the SWA’s actions, the union’s Hatcher said he believes otherwise.

According to the SWA’s Web site, the group’s mission “is to protect workers and empower students, workers, faculty, and the community to fight for workers’ rights.” Among the group’s specific goals are creating a dialogue between students and the campus’ workers, integrating the workers into the campus community, implementing a living wage, and allowing workers to unionize if they choose to do so.

In what has largely been a positive month for the SWA, the group received more good news last week when Student Union gave the SWA special recognition. In a resolution that passed 15-0, with one abstention, SU said that it “recognizes the efforts of the Student Worker Alliance, and supports the creation of a Chancellor’s Committee…to deal with worker issues concerning contracted and subcontracted employees.”

Letters to the Editor

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Josh Shapiro

Goldstein’s ‘bizarre’ abortion piece

Dear Editor:

I am writing in regard to Roman Goldstein’s bizarre op-ed piece “A More Humane Alternative to Abortion” in the Jan. 26, 2004 Student Life. Mr. Goldstein’s argument rests on his belief that a fetus is a human being, and he points out that pro-choice advocates generally do not view fetuses in the same manner. In this assertion, he is more or less correct. What Mr. Goldstein does not recognize, however, is that abortion can be perfectly justified regardless of which view one holds regarding the status of a fetus. A human being cannot and should not be required to sustain another human being, particularly within one’s own body, if he/she does not consent to do so. Needless to say that the argument that becoming pregnant automatically means consent is obviously incorrect, as the women who wish to have abortions clearly will attest-it appears to be consent only for the people who do not have to make that choice. If Mr. Goldstein’s doctors told him that the only way he could survive (for the next 9 months) is through being hooked up to MY body (and mine only) day and night, Mr. Goldstein as a living human being (no argument there) has no right to use my body in such a way without my consent. A fetus has no such right either, regardless of how one may wish to classify it. A cannot make B’s rights disappear without B’s consent simply by proclaiming that A’s survival depends on B.

Furthermore, Mr. Goldstein’s infanticide idea is plain brilliant-except for at least one minor problem: since the baby is already born and no longer requires anything from the woman who gave it birth, having the mother kill it is actually murder. Perhaps the idea was tongue-in-cheek, but I’m glad that it actually served a very valuable purpose: it explicitly exhibited the difference between murder and abortion.

Julia Kreyskop
Class of 2003

Corrections:

1) Chi Omega was incorrectly reported to be the oldest sorority in the nation on Monday. It is actually the largest.

2) In Monday’s article entitled, “Prof arrested, released on abuse charges,” the headline should have indicated that the subject was an instructor, not a professor. Also, the description in the story of the subject’s job at the University should have been in the present tense.

Intelligence without widsom: a deadly combination

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Josh Shapiro

Erasmus, a monk writing on war in the sixteenth century, ironically asked, “Whoever heard of a hundred thousand animals rushing together to butcher each other, as men do everywhere?” As I read over this question, I began to ponder the pretentious thinking of humans. We are quick to demean others by a degrading comparison to the lower animals (e.g. you are dumb as an ox, dirty like a pig, or better yet we can all remember our parents yelling at us to stop acting like a monkey or baboon). Yet only in science fiction books or movies do these animals ever have the ability to engage in the type of mass murder carried out regularly by humans during war.

These “less intelligent” animals do not have the capacity to destroy the earth many times over with nuclear weapons (as if once were not enough) or systematically engage in other forms of mass annihilation. We are quick to put our intellect, our wisdom, and more generally ourselves on a higher level than these animals, but I am beginning to question the validity of this assertion. Of course our science and technology put us on a higher level than these “dumb” animals, but the uses to which we have put this vast knowledge make me reconsider this apparently obvious conclusion. When we use our intelligence and ingenuity in modern warfare to destroy other human beings almost indiscriminately, I do not think we should feel easy about placing ourselves on this higher ground. The destruction of humankind appears on the horizon with weapons of mass destruction, yet we continue to have an unshakable belief in our unparalleled development of the modern world.

There is no denying humans have great potential, but I am saddened at our inability to deal with conflict in a constructive and meaningful way. How, with all of our advancement and ingenuity, are we trapped with violence, murder, and war as the only means to solve our differences? It appears mutual cooperation and understanding should increase just as our science and technology continue to improve.

When we are 5 years old, the only way we can begin to conceptualize dealing with a crisis is to use violence. Your brother stole your favorite He-man figurine, and in retaliation you punch him. While I do not condone violence between children, I find it more understandable than in adults, as children do not have the mental capacity to talk through their situation. However, as we evolve and mature, it appears that little changes in the way we deal with conflict. Einstein, seeming to understand this beautifully, asserted, “With the splitting of the atom everything has changed except our way of thinking.”

It is time to awake from the illusion of “reality” we have created. As I see it, there are two options. The first option involves embracing our higher wisdom and thus using our intellect for moral purposes to avoid the maiming, slaughter, and brutal killing involved in any war. We, as humans, have been given the potential capacity to deal with conflict in a constructive way and I believe it is our duty to employ this tool. However, if we choose to continue with violence and warfare, we should reconsider placing ourselves on a higher pedestal than other animals; in fact, I suspect there might even be a current opening available below them. If this is the course we choose, we should not be allowed to praise our superior intellect and wisdom because of the way we are endangering the entire human race and, just as importantly, the “lower” animals of this earth.

Stomaching the State of the Union

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Rose Kowalsky

I watched Mr. Bush’s State of the Union Address last week. At the end I was left in a state of shock and awe.

I was awestruck by Bush’s characterization of the continuing war in Iraq. People continue to criticize his administration’s unilateral strategy and suggest that the U.S. internationalize the post-war government of Iraq. But Bush says, “This particular criticism is hard to explain to our partners in Britain, Australia, Japan, South Korea, the Philippines, Thailand, Italy, Spain, Poland, Denmark, Hungary, Bulgaria, Ukraine, Romania, the Netherlands, Norway, El Salvador, and the 17 other countries that have committed troops to Iraq.” But the U.S. and Britain make up 90 percent of the coalition forces in Iraq. Countries like Kazakhstan, Macedonia, Slovakia, New Zealand, Lithuania, Estonia and Albania have committed fewer than 100 troops each. On the topic of international support for the Iraq War, Bush said “there is a difference . . . between leading a coalition of many nations, and submitting to the objections of a few.” Among the “many” nations who supported the war effort: countries like Uzbekistan and Colombia-not exactly human rights enthusiasts. Among the “few” who opposed the war: our old allies France and Germany. Nelson Mandela and the Pope also opposed the war. But they and the millions upon millions in the worldwide anti-war movement only amounted to a “few” in George W. Bush’s address.

I was stunned that Bush mentioned taking down countries that cultivate nuclear-I’m sorry-nucular weapons. Will we be invading North Korea anytime soon? If the War in Iraq taught our enemies anything, it was this: if you don’t want to be invaded by the U.S. then you had better acquire nuclear capabilities. Regarding the “War on Terrorism,” Bush vowed “one by one, we will bring the terrorists to justice”. Is Saudi Arabia on our “Invade List” now? And why don’t we ever hear about the terrorist we were all supposed to be concerned about-Osama bin Laden.

In the segment on domestic issues, I was taken aback that Bush mentioned the No Child Left Behind Act-a program that he underfunded in his own budget proposal. That’s right, the “Education President” underfunded the program by $8 billion and left the schools to make up the difference and simultaneously attempt to meet NCLB’s high standards. Yet he touted these unrealistic standards in the State of the Union address.

I was amazed to hear Bush outline his plan to exclude same-sex couples from the rights that heterosexual couples enjoy. He criticized “activist judges” who “have begun redefining marriage by court order.” I had no idea he felt such contempt for activist judges. What about the activist judges who put him in the White House against the will of the people? He didn’t mention that kind of judicial activism in the State of the Union Address.

Anyone who studies the history of the Supreme Court can find positive examples of activist judges contradict the will of the people, but simultaneously rule in favor of minority rights. Does Mr. Bush not realize that this is how our system of government works? He said, “If judges insist on forcing their arbitrary will upon the people, the only alternative left to the people would be the constitutional process. Our nation must defend the sanctity of marriage”. The sanctity of marriage cannot be defended by the government: it comes from the people. And as long as heterosexual people like Britney can get married and annulled in a matter of hours, a constitutional amendment based on bigotry should be Bush’s last concern.

Finally, I was shocked that he recommended funding school drug testing. He proposed “an additional 23 million dollars for schools that want to use drug testing as a tool to save children’s lives”. That’s just what I want: millions of dollars spent in order to pinpoint and ostracize drug users. I wish overzealous drug testers had nipped George W. Bush’s career in the bud. Then America wouldn’t have to listen to him lie for an hour every January.

Vote Democratic in 2004. I can’t stomach another State of the Union Address from Dubya.

Appointees appointing appointees

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Jeff Holman

Both President Bush and the Administrator of the Coalition Provisional Authority (CPA), Paul Bremer, have come under pressure this week from Ayatollah Ali al-Sistani to institute direct elections for a Transitional National Assembly, opposing the U.S. plan for a caucus system to select the assembly. In a compromise, the UN has been invited to assess whether direct elections are possible. Bremer and Bush assert that Iraq will be democratic but have cautioned that because Iraq has lived under “three decades of tyranny,” instilling “deeply ingrained habits of distrust and fear” and “psychological damage” in the Iraq people, Iraq is not ready for full-fledged democracy yet.

Since the war began, I’ve heard this claim that “Iraq isn’t ready” numerous times and always wondered what people meant by it. When they say Iraq isn’t ready, I assume they mean the Iraqi people themselves; essentially, that there aren’t enough people in Iraq ready for democracy.

When Saddam Hussein was in power, 21 percent of the population was employed by the government, a government highly involved in the daily lives of its citizens, whether it be arresting them or distributing ration cards. The CPA has used many former members of Iraqi government agencies for administrative help, and with the quality and type of education in Iraq under Hussein comparable to that needed to run a bureaucracy, it can’t be said that there aren’t enough people in Iraq with the education necessary to fill the bureaucratic positions required of a democratic government.

Despite their education, democracy in Iraq would still depend on the ability of these trained bureaucrats to respect freedom. Bush has announced to the world that “Iraq is free” and that Iraqis are freedom-loving people who were oppressed for years by a ruthless dictator, so it seems that there are enough people in Iraq that are willing to uphold freedom, assuming of course they can get over those nasty, “ingrained habits.”

Another assumption of this not-ready-yet attitude is that the word “democracy” is an unambiguous term, with a clear definition of the relationship between state and citizen (and occupier). A quick look at the differences in this relationship among democracies of the world, however, dashes any hopes for a concrete definition. So, when U.S. officials claim Iraq isn’t yet ready for democracy, they can really only mean that Iraq isn’t ready for a specific type of democracy, in this case, the type envisioned by Paul Bremer and the United States.

What is this vision? Naomi Klein of The Guardian sums up it for us: “Bremer wants his Coalition Provisional Authority (CPA) to appoint the members of 18 regional organizing committees. These will then choose delegates to form 18 selection caucuses. These will then select representatives to a transitional authority assembly. The assembly will have an internal vote to select an executive and ministers, who will form the new government…Iraqi sovereignty will be established by appointees appointing appointees to select appointees to select appointees.”

Sound a little on the top-down side? I thought so too, but to be sure I visited CPA’s website (www.cpa-iraq.org) to see how much say Bremer, that first appointer, has. Essentially, he’s the ultimate authority, with power to repeal and issue Regulations and Orders. These Regulations and Orders, including appointing members of the CPA, are only passable under his signature, and “take precedence over all other laws.”

Despite Bush’s talent for lumping the individuals of Iraq into “the Iraqi people” or even better, personifying the name of the nation itself as the prime actor now behind changes in Iraq, one can hardly believe that this transitional assembly under the caucus system will truly represent Iraqis. Instead of the assembly being run by Iraqis as a whole, (keep in mind this assembly’s responsibility is the write the constitution, a pretty important document), it would in fact be more representational of Iraqi’s who are at the mercy of one man, a non-Iraqi named Paul Bremer.

Some may wonder how we got here. How can Bush’s vision of the foundation of a nation be so contradictory to the United States’ own, bottom-up, national narrative? (Imagine if George Washington was appointed by and the constitution was written by a group of men appointed by an ambassador of Sultan Mustafa III, head of the Ottoman Empire.) Obviously, this would be a complicated explanation, (possibly involving uranium from Africa?), but for starters, maybe we could demand explanations from Bush explaining why Iraqis can’t have direct elections for this assembly that don’t refer to psychological qualities of abstract entities.

The politics of debt

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Mia Eisner-Grynberg

Last Monday, Student Life reported that the cost of attending Washington University as an undergraduate has risen to $40,838. Extrapolating to four years, and (wrongly) accounting for no future increases, the cost of a Washington University degree, then, has risen to $163,335. For those of us whose tuition is not being paid for by members of the Chancellor’s Parents’ Council, our potential debt load also has risen dramatically. This situation is not merely hypothetical-as a senior graduating with substantial debt, I am forced to consider myself lucky when compared to a friend who already owes well over $100,000.

I went to the (ironically) free Loan Repayment Calculator at the public service website FinAid.org and punched the numbers. Beginning with a total debt load of $163,335, adding a very generous interest rate of 4 percent, spreading the terms of the loan over the standard ten years, and allowing for the $50 minimum monthly payment demanded on Stafford Loans, the results generated are enough to make any sane person seriously wonder if the full ride she turned down at the state college might have been a more humane option.

It doesn’t take FinAid long to calculate misery: With a monthly loan payment of $1,653.69, “It is estimated that you will need an annual salary of at least $198,442.80 to be able to afford to repay this loan. This estimate assumes that 10 percent of your gross monthly income will be devoted to repaying your student loans. If you use 15 percent of your gross monthly income to repay the loan, you will need an annual salary of only $132,295.20, but you may experience some financial difficulty.” A student with a total debt load of $80,000-about average among my friends-can rest much easier. At 22-years-old with only a bachelor’s degree, an annual salary of $97,195.20 should do the trick.

Meeting the minimum requirements of merely $100-200K per year casts a serious shadow on the job listings sent out by the Career Center in today’s email. Unless our nation’s priorities have shifted drastically overnight, it seems rather doubtful that “National Multiple Sclerosis Society – Program Department Intern” or “City of Long Beach – Management Assistant Program” will fit the bill.

Graduate studies only further exacerbate the problem. At a school like Washington University where so many of us consider the A.B. to be only the first initials to eventually complete our signatures, we can anticipate as many as two, three, four, or six years of graduate debt to add to the total owed. The virtues of higher education cannot be understated. But neither can the reality of student debt.

Rather, the exorbitant debt load encouraged by the University and private lenders-“Invest in your future!”-exists to serve alternate ends. Facing monthly payments of over $1000, the student is effectively left with only two options: abandoning dreams and embarking instead on the career path of the corporate whore, or refinancing and consolidating loans (have you checked your mail recently?) to spread payments into the indefinite future. No cause for alarm-our $163,335 debt load spread over forty years will only require an annual salary of $81,916.80.

Looks like our two options converge into one.

The extraordinary generosity of our friends at Sallie Mae, Citibank, and Student Financial Services comes as a direct result of a federal government that chooses to decimate education funding in favor of weapons systems. And this fulfils a larger goal, too: when the poorest among the best and the brightest face such an insane debt load, they are forced to turn away from the arts, humanities, and public service and instead consider only the virtues of business and the sciences.

And that, in turn, helps our friends at Olin, Monsanto, and Boeing with their own extraordinary generosity.

Celluloid Paralysis

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Tyler Weaver

An unfortunate instigator in my screenwriting class had the audacity Thursday to bring up “chick flicks,” a reference that in just about any film-related course will inspire the professor to grandly theorize and ponder (in that fake way professors do when they want you to think): “I hear that phrase all the time, but what does it mean? What exactly is a ‘chick flick?'”

Invariably, one of us lackeys will offer some ethereal, half-hearted synopsis, which the instructor is always quick to counterpoint. Say a chick flick is “sappy,” for instance, and Prof. Joe Cinema will respond with a coy grin and a reference to “Thelma and Louise”-a steely girl-empowerment chick flick if ever there was one. Claim the genre includes films with a strong female protagonist, meanwhile, and same teacher’ll bring up “Silence of the Lambs,” a movie considered a classic on multiple levels, none remotely near “chick”-abiding status. It’s a rough battle, one no student ever really wins, as the fine line of chick flick definition is a knowledge we all possess innately…you just know one when you see one. “Where the Heart Is”-total (awful) chick flick. “Ocean’s Eleven”-not so much. “10 Things I Hate About You”-misleading, but more of a teen flick than anything else.

Basically, the only conclusion to which this fleeting discussion brought me was that, well, just as there are legions of pictures casually defined as “chick,” so too should there be movies we classify unthinkingly as “dude.” “The Usual Suspects?” Total “dude” flick, based solely on the rabid following it has amongst youthful, passionate males. “The Big Lebowski”? Good Lord, undeniable dude flick-you could fill a continent with the litany of men who’ve committed at least ten seconds of their lifetimes to quoting The Jesus. Don’t get me wrong-girls can like dude flicks, too (just as guys can like the chick one); they just don’t get naming rights or dominion over them. Respect “The Boondock Saints” all you want, ladies, it’s always gonna conjure up images of lazy underclassmen, wedged on a dorm lounge couch, guzzling pilfered Natty while belting out thoughts like “Aww, that shit is awesome!”

(A quick caveat: I’m not talking movies like “XXX” or “2Fast2Furious” here. Those should be considered “guy” flicks, and the reason for differentiation should to everyone be entirely clear. Guy flicks almost uniformly suck. And are insanely popular regardless. “Scarface”? There’s a guy flick. Unfortunately.)

I probably haven’t convinced everybody, so I figured I’d take a little time to dissect what could best be described as quintessential dude flicks; the core materials that form the bedrock of the genre. They’re always changing, as new generations of dudes flow by, so we’ll start right here with an easy one.

Old School – This is about as clear-cut as it gets. Following in the fine tradition of such classic hilarities as “Office Space,” “Stripes,” and-sigh-“National Lampoon’s Animal House,” “Old School” represents the pinnacle of dude flick comedy. You’ve seen the damn thing about a hundred thousand times, it’s always on campus cable or Showtime or something, and you’ve pretty much got entire scenes memorized right down to the very inflection. And not just the obvious ones, mind you, but incidental dialogue along the lines of “Part time, dick” and “Snoop! Snoop-a-loop! Bring your green hat!” In time, this’ll be replaced by another new classic (probably starring Will Ferrell, the current crown prince of dude-dom), and quoting it shamelessly will seem stupid and lame-try quoting “Office Space” anymore without looking like a moron-but for now it exists proudly as a shining example of pristine dude cinema.

Super Troopers – A little more under the radar, “Troopers” offers the best modern example of “dude cult classic”: a film that never quite scales the willowy heights of “Old School” and its ilk, but that develops for itself a tidy following all the same. Very rarely are there stars in these things, but we know the faces when we see them. Primitive examples of such work include all those awful ’80s summer camp flicks, like “Meatballs” or “Meatballs 2.” (“Super Troopers,” unlike those disasters, is actually funny.)

Swingers – Another variation on the dude comedy, “Swingers” represents the thoughtful dude flick that most dudes quote in a highly misrepresentative fashion. While often containing genuine insight into subjects like dating or love, films like “Swingers” will forever be remembered for their doltish foils or catchy lingo. “Money, baby, you’re so money and you don’t even know it”-that’s not even close to what we’re supposed to have learned by movie’s end, but it’s what we hear, over and over, long after we’ve left the theatre.

Bond flicks – A bit misleading, as their actiony nature might lead one to think “guy flick,” but Bond movies have just enough wit and quotable charm to shove themselves into the dude category. Plus, they’re entertaining-something guy flicks rarely are. (Discounting anything after “Goldeneye,” anyway.)

Die Hard – The “Steel Magnolias” of dude flicks-you’ve seen it so many times you’ve lost count, it never loses its effect, and yet you haven’t really watched the thing beginning-to-end in its entirety since you were twelve and at some sleepover. It’s got action, yes, but what you really remember are snide one-liners from weathered Bruce Willis or breathy European quips from awesome Alan Rickman. Sit any random group of men down and slip this into the DVD player (or, more accurately, find it around eleven p.m. on USA or TNT), and you will witness total dude synergy. Everyone knows all the parts, and yet they just can’t stop watching.

Omaha group brings sex back to indie rock

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Travis Petersen
Bernell Dorrough

Azure Ray
Hold on Love
Saddle Creek Records
Grade: B+
Final Word: Like the soundtrack to an artsy erotic film from an exotic country

Omaha, Nebraska’s Azure Ray don’t sound like any of their Saddle Creek labelmates. They aren’t loud post-punk like Cursive or Desaparecidos and they’re not new wave revivalists like the Faint. They aren’t folk rock and they don’t tackle politics. But they do have a refreshing intimacy in their music, and that makes them fit right into the whole Saddle Creek scene.

Azure Ray is a duo, two women who handle songwriting and vocal duties. The music on their latest, “Hold on Love,” is ethereal, fleshed out by producer Eric Bachmann (Archers of Loaf, Crooked Fingers) and multi-instrumentalist Mike Mogis (Bright Eyes, Desaparecidos), and could best be described in two words as “mood music.” To relegate “Hold on Love” to the background is to ignore its most immediate quality, though. And that most immediate quality is sex.

The lyrics are oblique enough to pinpoint it otherwise, but the feel of the album has a very sexual quality. The vocalists croon, quiver, and moan, while the lush soundscapes surrounding them, whether created by electronics or organic instruments depending upon the track, envelop the listener like warm blankets or velvet curtain. And though the songs vary in feel, each maintains that sensual quality, whether slow and low or light and playful. One could imagine this album as the soundtrack to a foreign film that people say they watch for the deep-seated meaning but really watch for the steamy sex scenes.

Though it is a bit one-note, Azure Ray’s “Hold on Love” is a good album. For those with a bedroom stereo, it’s probably even better.

Bad Form on a debut record

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Matt Simonton
Bernell Dorrough

The Forms
Icarus
Threespheres
Grade: C-
Final Word: The best thing about this CD is its cover

The Forms’ debut album “Icarus” clocks in at a mere eighteen minutes and sounds as if every song is in the same key, so perhaps it only merits fifty words in simple subject/predicate prose. But then again, we should be thankful these repetitive, go-nowhere songs don’t stretch out over an hour.

As said before, “Icarus” is under twenty minutes long, with ten tracks but only seven songs. That’s because the first three songs are needlessly broken up into two parts each. Not only that, but they sound exactly the same! The opener, “Stel,” starts out cool enough, a nice little indie/math-rock nugget that eschews traditional song structure. It’s got off-kilter time signatures, weaving guitar lines, and some decent, but nondescript, vocals from front man Ecco Teres. From there, I dare you to pick out the individual songs. Tempo and key never seem to change, so you’re left with one long, increasingly more boring rock jam. Track three is fifteen seconds long. Track six, the ultimate “song” of this little suite, is thirty seconds of barely audible guitar chords, then finally, we get the first full length track.

Surprise! It sounds exactly the same, too. Sure, AC/DC plays the same song over and over under a different name, but at least they sing about sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll and have gigantic Angus Young statues at their concerts. The Forms are stretching their mediocrity out like taffy. Sometimes a bright spot appears, but never for very long: a textured passage here, a piano line there, a song that actually sounds distinct (!) with “Stravinsky.” But it’s not enough to save the album, not even with the help of uber-producer Steve Albini (Nirvana, Jon Spencer Blues Explosion), who claimed the Forms spent more time reviewing tape material than any other band he’s worked with. In any case, their EP-length debut is a weak start. The saving grace is the beautifully photographed cover art. Use the CD as a coaster; pin the glossy, gatefold sleeve to your bulletin board.

The February Concert Calendar is Here!

Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | Jess Minnen
PRESS PHOTO

February is more than just another month when it’s cold and snows a lot. It’s more than a month with a silent R. It’s more than a month that harbors an illegitimate holiday which pretends to be about love even though we all know it’s really about Russell Stover, Hallmark and 1-800-Flowers. Hark February, and mark its days in red, for February is the month of the hallowed winter tour! This is the month that bands shake off dust accumulated during holiday vacations, recover from hangovers leftover from New Year’s runs, and set out across our fine country to entertain those of us brave enough to leave our heaters for a night. And if the following list isn’t incentive enough, remember that it’s a leap year, and that these kind of music-gorged months don’t come along that often.

moe.
Tuesday, 2/3 at the Pageant
One of the groups that, along with the Dead, Phish, Widespread Panic and the String Cheese Incident, keep the jam band cheerleading pyramid upright. Based in upstate New York, moe. have made a living out of live rock shows that gut album-tight songs and make them longer, louder, and easier to dance to. Younger and hipper than the Dead, less psychedelic than Phish, not as pan fried in butter as Panic, and less hillbilly than Cheese, moe. have their share of neo-hippie fans, as well as a healthy helping of the rest of us who just like to shake a groove.

Maritime
Wednesday, 2/4 at the Rocket Bar
Once they were parts of the Promise Ring (A) and the Dismemberment Plan (B); now they are Maritime (C). Their EP is on sale exclusively at independent record stores, which in this neck of the woods means Vintage Vinyl. If you like (A) and/or (B) it is safe to say that you will like (C) and therefore should a.) support your local independent record store by buying the Maritime EP, and b.) check out Maritime at the Rocket Bar. And that’s enough letters for now.

Julia Sets
Wednesday, 2/4 at Frederick’s Music Lounge
If you have ever wondered what your favorite record store clerks are up to, here’s your chance to find out. Julia Sets, the little indie rockish punkish band that could, now has a regular gig every Wednesday at Frederick’s Music Lounge. They are cool. Why? Well, for starters, they put up their as-yet-unreleased record “Steel Rails Under Thundering Skies” for free downloading online. How nice of them! You can get it by clicking on the link at their site: www.radiopenny.com/juliasets. When not busy being somehow otherwise involved in the music business, Julia Sets records with Roadhouse Tunes, a label run and founded by fellow St. Louis rockers The Pubes.

Drive-By Truckers
Wednesday, 2/4 at Blueberry Hill
If you threw a rock in 2002, you probably hit some music critic who just loved the two-disc opus “Southern Rock Opera,” the Truckers’ homage to livin, lovin, and drinkin in the South. This Athens, Georgia-based quintet makes intelligent trucker rock, that is, music you can slur your words to AND think about. See the Truckers if you have ever, even once, yelled “Play some Skynyrd, man!” no matter how drunk you were at the time. But be forewarned, if you yell that at the show, some critic might throw a rock at you.

Hey Mercedes and Wheat
Wednesday, 2/11 at the Gargoyle
It’s not that Hey Mercedes is an emo band, it’s that they’re, well, an emo band. But don’t heave a great sigh and move on just yet. If for nothing else, keep reading because your favorite thing to do in life is support shows at the Gargoyle. And even if that’s a blatant lie, keep reading because Hey Mercedes is an energetic rock band, what some these days would even call a punk band. Former members of Braid and Sheilbound got together, released two albums, tour constantly, and make very listenable and enjoyable pop-punk-emo-rock. Their being on tour with Wheat is sort of odd because Wheat is somewhat softer, though no less emotive. Soft refers to Wheat’s texture, which, let’s get nice and lame here, evokes vast fields swaying in the wind, a layered breadbasket of sound. Of course that makes less sense than our comments about Hey Mercedes, but this is all our clever way of getting you to go to the show to assuage your burning curiosity concerning what the hell we’re talking about.

Poi Dog Pondering
Tuesday, 2/17 at Blueberry Hill
This sprawling Chicago (by way of Austin) (by way of Hawaii) band has had five line-ups since their original 1986 incarnation, and as many as eleven members. But nothing can phase founder Frank Orrall, who is as famously chill as his band’s music, although it gets hard to pin down a sound when it changes seemingly as often as Orrall’s underwear. Dance, jazz and folk are all words various critics have used to describe the PdP sound, but perhaps their Web site says it best with the phrase “acoustronic atmospheres.” No, we’re not sure what that means, but we’re absolutely sure that’s the point.

alaska!
Friday, 2/27 at the Gargoyle
alaska! is a! band! founded by! former members of! the New Folk Implosion!, Sebadoh!, and lowercase! Ok, we’re stopping that exclamation point thing now. The band members describe themselves among those willing to live and die for their music, which is of course something we all suspected about Sebadoh in the mid-90s, and are a little morbidly delighted to have confirmed. Part of the orchestral pop breed the likes of the Shins, the Flaming Lips and the Decemberists, the music of alaska! is not exactly sunny, but then there’s not a whole lot of sun in Alaska. And for those who are interested and want to save themsevles the trouble of googling alaska! and getting all sorts of tourism information, the site is www.pureyukon.com.

The best of the rest: Because it’s late and we’re tired and have lots of reading to do.

If you…

Want to get in touch with your roots and then eat a big plate of home fries at a diner, catch

Split Lip Rayfield,
Thursday, 2/5 at Blueberry Hill
Blind boys of Alabama,
Friday, 2/6 at SIU Edwardsville
North Mississippi Allstars,
Thursday, 2/12 at Mississippi Nights

Want to see the band that used to be your big brother’s favorite band, catch

Big Head Todd and the Monsters
Wednesday, 2/18 at the Pageant
Robben Ford
Wednesday, 2/19 at Blueberry Hill
Guster
Friday, 2/27 at the Pageant

Are feeling beautiful yet slightly sad and need a personal soundtrack, catch

Erykah Badu and Floetry
Friday, 2/20 at the Pageant
Rufus Wainwright
Sunday, 2/22 at the Pageant
The Mountain Goats and Manishevitz
Tuesday, 2/24 at the Rocket Bar

Want to pretend you didn’t drive to the venue in the car your parents bought you, catch

Boys Night Out, Moneen, Senses Fail,
The Beautiful Mistake
Thursday, 2/19 at the Creepy Crawl
Dynamite Boy, Fall Out Boy, Matchbook Romance, Mest
Tuesday, 2/17 at Mississippi Nights
Puddle of Mudd and Smile Empty Soul
Tuesday, 2/10 at the Pageant

Want to hear the best band you’ve never heard before their popularity explodes and their concerts sell-out, catch

Centro-matic
Monday, 2/23 at the Hi-Pointe
Bishop Allen
Wednesday, 2/25 at the Rocket Bar

Wanna get craaaazy because the month is almost over, catch

Primus
Wednesday, 2/25 at the Pageant
Spookie Daly Pride
Thursday, 2/26 at Cicero’s
Galactic and Mike Doughty, Saturday, 2/28 at Mississippi Nights
Gossip, Sunday, 2/29 at the Gargoyle