DVD Review, Television Series: Twitch City, The Complete Series

They say that if you’re inside something, fully involved with it, you can’t really see clearly what it’s all about, what it is. You have to stand outside to get that sort of clarity. I’ve lived in Canada all my life. As an artist and as a reviewer, my vision has been affected by my intimate relationship with my people and our culture. For me to have greater perspective on who we are, perhaps to verify my own conclusions, I need in some degree to rely on the observations of outsiders.

It appears that, to the world, Canadians are a conservative people in most things they – we do. Whether this derives from our harsh northern climate, our dour Scots roots, our resistance to the rebellious attitudes of our neighbours to the south or other reasons, we appear to think things carefully through and, wherever possible, to take the safe road. Whether our families have been here a long time or just arrived (more Canadians are new immigrants than are not), We Canadians tend to believe this image and to take it to heart. Indeed, at times we seem to revel in the concept.

On closer inspection, our culture reveals great surprises. Our scientists have brought to the world wonderful innovations in medicine, in aviation and space technology, in communications, in energy creation and conservation, in the field of time itself. Our publishers and our manufacturers have become world leaders and leading innovators in many ways. Our political leaders have been innovators in health care and social support systems and the vast distances across our nation have led to fantastic innovations in transportation and communication. Yet we don’t celebrate these things as another nation might. Perhaps, more than cautious, we’re just humble.

When it comes to the arts and entertainment, it’s a whole other matter. While at some level we do celebrate accomplishments in these areas, the world beyond our borders discovers our artists and their creations and celebrates them even more than we ourselves would dare. If we are seen as perhaps over-cautious in other areas, then we are seen in the arts and entertainment as leaders and innovators. Our novelists, our pulp fiction and science fiction writers, our poets, our musicians, our cartoonists and animators, our comics and actors, our television producers and movie makers, all have made a powerful impact, and been influential in nations around the world.

This brings us to Don McKellar. For more than a quarter century, McKellar has been making films and television programs in Canada, early-on drawing the interest of critics and other artists around the world. A true renaissance man of his industry, McKellar is writer, director, producer, actor, and whatever else it may take for him to get his work to the screen. His work is original and creative, sometimes breaking down artistic barriers and sometimes simply reaffirming what’s already established. As with most brilliant creators, at times McKellar can be erratic and his work uneven, but the end result is mostly interesting and has been an influence to many others in his field.

This is the man who made the Canadian television series Twitch City. McKellar created, wrote, and starred in this quirky series, directed by his long-time colleague Bruce McDonald. Although many talented Canadians were involved in this series, every episode is ripe with the influence of Don McKellar.

The Series

One day I arrived home from work and turned on the television. It was the local affiliate of the CBC, the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, itself a supposedly conservative organization run by federally appointed bureaucrats. I was tuned into what appeared to be a talk show reminiscent of the worst of Jerry Springer. That was my introduction to Twitch City. I watched that complete show and I was hooked. Every week, I hurried home to see the next episode. If I knew I wouldn’t be home in time, I taped it.

Half a century ago, when I was just establishing my own particular perception of the world, I was continually amazed by the programs that showed up on Canadian radio and television, in particular on the CBC. Whether news-based or drama programming, it was often quirky, eccentric, or just plain weird. The ideas, the images, the wonderful use of language and imagination were a tonic to my young mind, urging me to look beyond the obvious and to seek out the unimaginable.

Canadian broadcasting in general lost that wonderful edginess many years ago, taking on more and more the bland sameness endemic to the American media beaming to us across our southern border. Over the past twenty or so years, the CBC appears to have become lumpen and middle aged, with ever-decreasing interest in supporting any programming that might approach seeming innovative or new. To me and to others, this has been a loss and a disappointment. Twitch City restored my joy in the strangeness of the Canadian creative mind and the ability of the Canadian audience to accept this insanity as part of normal life.

Supposedly, or so the promotional materials suggest and a lot of the reviewers buy, this series is a situation comedy about a man who is addicted to television. This is certainly a primary element of the storylines, with McKellar’s agarophobic character homebound and entranced by the characters on his television programs, mostly the Springer-like talk show. However, Twitch City is more controlled by an undercurrent of fantasy and weird science that takes it into the realm of the dime novel and even underground comics. While there’s certainly a lot of humour in both the writing and the acting, this is not comedy in the American I Love Lucy sense, and some of the scenes and themes are not really funny at all.

Born in the land of Marshall McLuhan, Twitch City rides a psychological roller coaster that resides just below the conscious, its underlying metaphors and themes undercutting the norms of both society and the unreal world that is television. The stories and characters here derive less from American sit-coms than from the wildly creative animations of Norman McLaren, the innovations of Ralph Bakshi, and the exotic cartoon worlds created by Vaughan Bode and Robert Crumb. Although this series was filmed in real locations with real actors, it is in fact an underground comic come out of the closet and into public view.

Although this series aired for only two seasons totalling only thirteen episodes, and those separated by a two year hiatus, Twitch City has enjoyed considerable critical success and a modicum of audience appreciation not just in Canada but around the world. It’s interesting to note that the series has become a cult favourite in several nations, most notably in Australia, where it became a smash hit.

This series features McKellar as Curtis, who pretty much does nothing, but does it very creatively; Daniel MacIvor as Nathan, the murderous room-mate; Molly Parker as the precocious and ever-patient, perhaps over-patient Hope; Bruce McCulloch and Mark McKinney of The Kids in the Hall both playing talk show host Rex Reilly; Lucky the cat in a recurring role; and a scattering of guests, including Al Waxman of Canada’s hit series The King of Kensington and Joyce DeWitt of Three’s Company

Here are just some of the elements that contribute to the weirdness that is Twitch City: scary Oriental gangsters apparently selling tainted cookies, a hit man hired by Nathan to kill Curtis, a cult of neo-Nazis who may or may not also be gay, Nathan’s murder of a hopeless man by hitting him on the head with a can of cat food, a possibly psychic cat who also talks from time to time, takeover of Earth by a cabal of cats from outer space, a talk show host who completely changes appearance between seasons because he’s received a cranial transplant. And there’s so much more. The mind boggles.

The Special Features

The somewhat limited special features that come in this two DVD set include compact biographies of Don McKellar, Molly Parker and and Bruce McDonald plus a scanty photo gallery that includes only five still photographs. There’s also commentary available by Don McKellar and others, but only on two of the episodes, so hardly worth the bother. I’d buy the series on DVD for the programs, not the features. The two DVD set definitely makes for interesting, mind-stimulating viewing.

Don McKellar

Influential Canadian auteur Don McKellar has been involved in a number of important films only some of which include his own Highway 61 (with Bruce McDonald) and Childstar, Atom Egoyan’s Exotica, and François Girard’s Thirty Two Short Films About Glenn Gould. In the process, McKellar been the recipient of many awards, including the Tony and Genie.

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CD Review: Live at the Blue Note in Tokyo (Mingus Big Band)

Live at the Blue Note in Tokyo
Mingus Big Band
Sue Mingus Music
2006
8 tracks

Under the artistic direction of Sue Mingus, wife of the late Charles Mingus (1922 – 1979), the fourteen piece Mingus Big Band is unique in many respects. Since 1991, the band has performed the music of Jazz composer and bassist Charles Mingus in new York City, first at the Fez under Time Cafe and, since 2004, at the Iridium Jazz Club and tours extensively in the United States and abroad. With almost fifty repertory members, the band operates like a formalized pick-up band, its membership made up of whichever fourteen members are available for a particular gig. This variegation of players has helped the Mingus Big Band keep its performances fresh and vital over the years.

In December of 2005, the Mingus Big Band played a week of concerts at the Blue Note Club in Tokyo. The final concert of that series, on New Year’s Eve, resulted in the recording of this exciting big band Jazz set. For that not to have happened would have been a great loss to the world of Jazz music and to American music in general. On this CD is some of the finest Jazz composition to come out of America, performed by fourteen of America’s finest Jazz musicians.

In turns, this music swings and swirls, jitters and jives, rocks and rolls, races and slows, and does it all over again. At times, it’s pure New York, with all the sense of traffic’s rush and ramble, stop and start, motors revving and car horns shouting out. At other times, it sweeps through the Orient, the Far-East and the Middle-East, becoming at once distant and exotic. There is praise here too, sometimes ecstatic and sometimes pure Gospel, to rock the listener’s soul. There are sound effects (a horse whinnies, birds sing), implicit visuals, and pure, wonderful music. It’s a marvelous cascade of sound that fills the room and washes the listener away into some jazz fantasy. It’s pure magic!

This is big music, symphonic in scale yet with all the heart and soul of American culture at its deepest and most powerful. The music of Charles Mingus speaks of and to the American people, and the players of the Mingus Big Band give his music a powerful, evocative voice that speaks not just to America but to the world.

Even though each song on this release is as wonderful as the rest, I do have some favourites. “Ecclusiastics” is the only song in this set with words and it’s also the longest at 10:33. A number with a certain Christian flavour and fervour, “Ecclusiastics” opens and closes with a Gospel-shouted spoken piece – you might even say sermon – featuring words from Ecclesiastes. The Preacher, Ku-umba Frank Lacy, brings to these ancient words all the energy needed to raise them up from a lovely poem to a power-packed exhortation to action. “Amen!” he says. Yes sir, amen!

Equal in every way to the exhortations of The Preacher, the music of “Ecclusiastics” is full, rich and dramatic and reaches into the corners of American music, echoing Ellington, Charles, Copland, Grofé, and a dozen others, yet always speaking in a single voice and always in the voice of Mingus. It’s something very special to hear.

“Prayer for Passive Resistance” is my other favourite. This song rocks with a drive that stirs the heart and moves the feet. It’s as much Rock & Roll as it is Jazz, shouting out of rebellion and resistance as it grabs at the listener’s soul. This is tough music, the kind you heard in The Blackboard Jungle or in Fifties detective movies. It’s big and symphonic in scope, shifting in tempo and swinging from mood to mood as it carries the listener through the imagined dusky city streets of America.

While I mention two songs that especially appeal to me, every performance on this release is of the same superior calibre. Each listener may have different favourites, but there’s unlikely to be a big difference between the favourite and the next song down the list. In my opinion, no collector of great American Jazz should be without a copy of this CD in his or her collection.

This album’s jewel-case insert includes interesting and informative liner notes by producer Sue Mingus. Reading these notes brings a certain historical perspective to this music and the Mingus Big Band.

You can find out more about the Mingus Big Band at Charles Mingus: The Official Site, the Iridium Jazz Club website, or at Wikipedia. You may also find it worthwhile and interesting to look up Charles Mingus and Sue Mingus.

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CD Review: Soul Eclectic (Sophia Darcell)

Soul Eclectic
Sophia Darcell
GrooveCraft Entertainment Group
2006
12 tracks

Sophia Darcell is an interesting, talented singer. Her recording is well produced and professional, with a solid band backing up her vocals. It’s all there. Or is it? In my lifetime, I’ve known a lot of performers like Sophia Darcell, seen them perform and been impressed by their talent. They’re big stars in the hometown, perhaps even regionally, but they never break out of the box. Some intangible spark necessary to set the artist apart is missing.

Even though Darcell has had a respectable career to date, with tour dates up and down the U.S. east coast, one previous CD release, and reasonable amounts of airplay, her sound still feels like what one would hear in a local jazz club. There’s a comfort level that will bring in the hometown fans but may not be enough to hook the national audience in any big way.

Darcell has a full, rich voice and she uses it well, seeming to have a very good grasp of the essentials of popular jazz and R&B singing styles. There’s energy and often even passion in her singing. In some songs, she approaches but never quite achieves a level of sensuality usually present in torch songs. Listening to her sing is an enjoyable experience, but the emotions never reach out and grab the listener by the soul.

It’s problematic that, while this is Sophia Darcell’s album, I found myself as often listening to the backing musicians as I was her. In fact, at some points in some songs, the players in the band fully distracted me from her singing. To be fair, this is not so much that Darcell is not good at what she does but that the musicians are at least as good and sometimes add a lot more spice to this music than she does.

I was especially taken by the trumpet and saxophone tracks. Some of Ken Watters’ trumpet tracks are especially sweet, very reminiscent of vintage Freddy Hubbard. As soon as that horn starts blowing, I’m swept right out of Darcell’s vocal and into another lovely world. The sax tracks by Michael Burton and Sonny Calo are as sweet but, unfortunately, often too low in the mix and too often not there at all.

Some of the instrumentation is distracting for other reasons. The drumming sometimes tends toward the hokey, bringing memories of the bongos and congas in Nineties singer-songwriter folk music releases. There’s also a weird, distorted sort of electronic thing that shows up in some of the songs. I haven’t quite figured it out, but it could be created by electric guitar or by keyboard. However it may have been created, like some of the drum sounds it doesn’t belong in the cool, jazzy R&B sound being presented here.

It’s clear that Sophia Darcell has the talent necessary to succeed, and she certainly has access to talented musicians and a professional recording facility. She’s young, so may just need time and experience to discover that spark within herself that will set her on fire. Until then, I can’t see her rising above the regionality of the U.S. eastern seaboard. Still, that’s quite a respectable level of success for a young artist. Darcell has time to take it to the next level. I hope she’ll make the leap.

You can learn more about Sophia Darcell and her music at Sophia Darcell’s Joint or on MySpace.

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CD Review: Wake (Dead Can Dance)

Wake
Dead Can Dance
4AD
2003
26 tracks

Featuring a large orchestral sound that transcends definition, Dead Can Dance is in fact the creation of only two artists, Australians Brendan Perry and Lisa Gerrard. If this music could be placed within a genre, and I doubt it can, that genre might include a wide spectrum of artists such as Tangerine Dream, The Mystical Moods Orchestra, Clannad, The Cranberries, Girls Against Boys (GVSB), Loreena McKennitt, The Doors and diverse others. Common among these groups is an inherent sense of mystery that crosses the aeons yet is contemporary as tomorrow’s news. Like the others, Dead Can Dance fits this mold yet stands apart and unique.

There’s a lot here. This release includes 26 tracks spanning almost 20 years of recording, from 1981 through 1998. The set begins with the pair’s 1981 demo recording of “Frontier” and includes tracks from every release after that, including the 2001 box set, The Lotus Eaters. Also included is a thick, information packed, 24 page jewel case insert that includes extensive biographical information plus song lyrics and more. As retrospectives go, this release is very comprehensive.

High in Alberta’s Rocky Mountains, a cloud will envelope you as you drive, sometimes swirling and shifting around you, sometimes placid and enveloping, its shape and density changing constantly and the world within the cloud seeming changed and somehow more mysterious. The impressions are at once complex and yet the most simple and even primitive. Then, as quickly as it came over you, it’s gone and there is only sunshine. The music of Dead Can Dance is like that.

The music in these performances is dense and highly complex, rich with expression and with allusions to music from a multitude of ages and cultures, all rising and ebbing and flowing over the listener like some mystic cloud. It’s intellectual music that can challenge the perceptive listener and yet it’s music that’s easy to passively settle into and absorb. In all of its complexity, this music manages also to be involving at the most primitive level. The music and the voices are drawn from many cultures ancient and modern and includes sounds drawn from nature and modern audio science. The effect is electrifying.

Brendan Perry has a deep, rich baritone voice reminiscent of the late Jim Morrison, and a drawling vocal style to match. Often, his approach is not so much singing as rhythmic elocution, bringing the words and ideas to the forefront while still presenting a face that is very much of the music. There is a beauty in his presentation that’s unique and not really comparable to another artist.

In contrast to Perry, Lisa Gerrard brings to this music a mystical, primitive sound, often non-verbal and always dramatic. There’s an edginess about her vocal style that grabs the listener and draws him or her deep into the soundscape and into another world. Her sound is at the same time both very spooky and very classical. As Perry’s, Gerrard’s voice is unique, dramatic, and very striking.

As retrospective compilations go, Wake is exceptional in its depth and quality. I would highly recommend that any fan of Dead Can Dance get this CD and that anyone interested in avant garde music but not yet aware of Dead Can Dance at least give the music here a listen.

The beat goes on. Since their 2005 world tour as Dead Can Dance, Brendan Perry and Lisa Gerrard separately continue to explore the frontiers of world music, bringing new insights to our collective musical and intellectual perception.

There’s abundant information about Dead Can Dance online at fan sites such as the Dead Can Dance Within or Dead Can Dance websites. There is also a useful, if somewhat limited, report on Dead Can Dance available at Wikipedia.

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CD Review: Tenor Madness (Sonny Rollins Quartet)

Tenor Madness
Sonny Rollins Quartet
Prestige Records
2006
5 tracks

There are only five songs on this CD, but they’re songs no lover of great jazz saxophone should be without. The title song alone makes this a release worth owning. The others are the icing on the cake and the sweet cherries on top. Each time one listens to this set, it yields new surprises and delights. Wonderful!

Originally recorded by Rudy Van Gelder on May 24, 1956 and remastered by him in 2006, these songs feature not only Sonny Rollins on tenor saxophone but a classy jazz combo that included John Coltrane on tenor saxophone (on the title track only), Red Garland on piano, Paul Chambers on bass, and Philly Joe Jones on drums. In combination, the sounds they put out are some of the finest jazz of the last century.

“Tenor Madness” features two of the greatest jazz tenor sax players, Sonny Rollins and John Coltrane, wailing together and separately within a marvelous ambience of solid drums and bass with grooving piano. This madness goes on for a thoroughly enjoyable twelve minutes plus. It’s a not to be missed performance.

Starting with the thrum of Chambers’ bass until Rollin’s rolls in mellow on sax, “When Your Lover Has Gone” is a mellow lounge rendition. It makes a sweet listen that would be ideal backgound for a quiet conversation between lovers, yet it’s up-tempo enough to allow for dancing just close enough. The instrumental mix is sweet and lovely.

“Paul’s Pal” has more of a swing to it, bringing the drive of Rollin’s tenor sax up front and dancing across the soundscape. Test yourself. Do you really think you can sit still while listening to this one? It’s unlikely. This song is sure to bring the dancers to the floor. There’s a very nice bass solo in the middle that showcases the talent of Paul Chambers.

The song “My Reverie” has always had a certain subtlety built in, like an expensive mattress that softly embraces you as you settle into it. This arrangement takes that soft comfort to its limits, creating a comfortable ambience ideal to back a candlelit dinner for two.

“The Most Beautiful Girl in the World” is like a party. At times it feels like relaxed conversation over cocktails and at other times it’s wild and rollicking. It escalates and pulls back, swings slow and powerful then moves up-tempo and rocks the room. There are bits and pieces of other songs in the solos, and every player gets a solo or two, including some great bits by Jones on drums and Garland on piano. This is an ideal song to end this set.

Of historical interest, this album’s jewel-case insert includes Ira Gitler’s original liner notes from the 1956 release ((Prestige 7047), Mark Gardner’s new liner notes for the 1969 reissue (Prestige 7657), and interesting new notes written by Gitler for this release. These notes give the reader a compelling historical and contemporary perspective on Sonny Rollins and the music he created.

At just over 35 minutes, this is a short set in today’s CD market but it out-values many releases twice the length. This is classic Fifties jazz at the top of its form, played by masters of the craft at the top of their careers. Any collector who doesn’t have this release already should definitely add it as soon as possible.

You can find a wealth of information on jazz great Sonny Rollins at the Official Home of the Saxophone Colossus or at Wikipedia.

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