Reviewers from The Scene tackle some new material from Citizen Cope, Prince Po, Oh No, Wolf Eyes, Earlimart, Spiderbait, Unearth and Chronic Future.
I heard a dirty rumor that true love waits. Maybe you are waiting for Prince Charming in his white Land Rover or you are anticipating the arrival of your conservative king to slay the liberal dragons, but with all of the intensity of Washington, many women are waiting for Mr. Tonight as opposed to Mr. Right.
Scene staff grades and capsule reviews for movies playing in area theaters.
Ross Nover's comic Not Quite Wrong for September 23, 2004.
In his new film, "A Dirty Shame," Waters highlights sex - specifically sexual addiction, fetishes and the creation of an entirely new sex act. In a recent interview, Waters, a hilariously funny man, offered his thoughts on movie ratings, liberalism and, of course, sex.
There's something to be admired about an intern who shows up for her first day on Capitol Hill and is in handcuffs by lunchtime. In my experience, at least two weeks go by before the authorities begin their investigation, and by then the sexual misconduct charges are usually dropped.
The opening credits of British zombie comedy "Shaun of the Dead" feature typical people working tedious jobs. There's the checkout counter of the grocery store, and people waiting to ride the bus checking their cell phones. It seems as if Western culture has already been zombified.
Edgar Wright, the pale and thin 30-year-old first-time director, can talk zombies. He can talk your ear off about slow versus fast zombies or regular zombies versus viral zombies.
"September Tapes" is a gritty, groundbreaking film that depicts an American filmmaker's account of his journey to Afghanistan after 9/11.
Six months after Sept. 11, 2001, the U.S. government was still scrambling to find Osama bin Laden, hidden somewhere in the bowels of Afghanistan. Convinced there was something more behind the deadlocked dilemma, five American filmmakers bribed their way into the war-torn country in search of answers.
Danny Lieberman's Crossfire comic for September 24, 2004.
It's hard not to like John Waters. Sure, his movies are vulgar, disgusting and borderline offensive, but he's funny. And he's refreshing, because there's no one else like him in Hollywood, or anywhere else.
"Mander Salis," the debut LP of The Snake The Cross The Crown, is an album with scope as massive as the band's name. The five-piece plays hypnotically arranged indie rock orchestrations with much emotion.
IN AN EXTRAORDINARY DISPLAY OF BAD TIMING, Tuesday's NBC4 local news at 6 p.m. managed to juxtapose triumph and travesty. The broadcast featured a report from the National Mall that went something like this:
Salsa dancing, chicken fajitas and "Chicano" are all things that Americans recognize as "Hispanic." Wednesday on the quad there was an opportunity to learn more. AU kicked off the beginning of National Hispanic Heritage Month with "A Lo Latino," a celebration on the Quad.
The Scene staff reviews CDs by the Thermals, Flogging Molly, Lovedrug, Sparta, Hot Water Music, Bob Schneider and the Roger Sisters.
Ross Nover's comic Not Quite Wrong for September 20, 2004.
Vagrant recently released "Another Year on the Streets Vol. 3" and it's chock full of middle-class teen angst. The compilation features new and unreleased songs by the likes of experienced musicians Dashboard Confessional, Saves the Day, Paul Westerberg and the Get Up Kids as well as several relative newcomers to the emo-punk genre.
It's the Georgetown Flea Market, popping up in the parking lot of Hardy Middle School at Wisconsin Avenue and 34th Street every Sunday from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. On sidewalks wide enough for a little early morning staggering, this bazaar of cheap and exotic fare is between 30 to 45 minutes walking distance from campus.
Five things the Scene staff thinks are worthy, led by U.K. zombie romantic comedy "Shaun of the Dead."
Solutions by The State News