Wednesday, March 01, 2006

In Which A Car Is Grit.

The New Orleans Public Library wants any books you can spare. New ones, they can put on their shelves; used ones can be sold or given to families without any. Ship them library rate (cheaper than media rate!) to:

Rica A. Trigs, Public Relations
New Orleans Public Library
219 Loyola Avenue
New Orleans, LA 70112

Because this information wasn't given up front on the NOPL website, but came from another source entirely, I wondered if it could possibly be a scam of some sort. I mean, what kind of name is Rica A. Trigs, anyway? But I googled her (him?), and turns out it really is legit. Which made me feel kind of mean for figuring out that the name is also an anagram of "tragic airs."

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Last October I wrote here about recording some sounds with Piri and her "Arrowwood" project. Piri is now completing the album, assisted by several people with actual recording experience, and it's being produced by Pythagumus Toadstool and indie label Circumstantial. She has a myspace site up with some song samples. (Yes, they start playing automatically.) I'm not on those tracks, but I am credited as a "contributing member," which is pretty cool, considering my total contribution to the effort took less than two hours. Piri has also joined another band called LeoĆ°song Guild (another myspace link) which is going to perform live starting in a month or two. I can't tell you how to pronounce that, but I can tell you that I'm a little jealous and a lot in awe of all this.

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Two movies that start with E: The Emperor and the Assassin was a two-and-a-half hour Chinese epic, the kind with lots of bloodshed, beautifully composed shots, and a tragic ending. I really like this sort of thing. China does epics a lot better than America does. My one complaint: too much emperor, not enough assassin.

Egg was a strange little Dutch film, less than an hour long. It was about an illiterate baker, a tad on the slow-witted side, who strikes up a correspondence (via his friends) with a woman from a personal ad. He is a simple man, and she is not; when she finally meets him, she looks for romantic cues, and he doesn't have any to give her. Just a wide, innocent smile -- which makes her acutely uncomfortable.

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Your E track for the day:
Bishop Allen - Eve of Destruction

4 comments:

Jason Hill said...
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Jason Hill said...

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Wow, Tragic Airs; nice catch. 'Specially for someone who has been known to 'dine sly', perhaps as a food critic?

ah said...

Were the middle name omitted it could be "Tragic Sir". Which is also nice.

Anonymous said...

Well, whatever the name or anagram, the NO Public Library does not want book donations. See: http://nutrias.org/~nopl/foundation/donationsfaq.htm. This is a frequently-asked questions page owned by the New Orleans Public Library. Also check out Snopes: http://www.snopes.com/katrina/charity/library.asp. Send cash.