Laugh Your Ass Off
(01/26/01 5:00am)
It's like the difference between watching porno and having sex."
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It's like the difference between watching porno and having sex."
Though art-deco bistros and swank Japanese steakhouses often get all the attention, Golden Garden quietly countervails sushi's unfortunate position as a high-status food. If the dish has one downside in America, it is that its delicate exoticism has to come at such a hefty price. At over $5.99 for a few chunks of the stuff, the average person-or anyone that has any sense-can't enjoy the dish with any regularity.
Though the post-holiday months tend to be terribly slow as far as new record releases, they also signal the resumption of the concert season. The first of many of last year's standout artists to start hitting the Triangle this year, Cursive arrive hot off their 2000 release, Domestica, a mercurial album of domestic drama told in intricate guitar chords and unconventional song structures.
Here at Duke, we students don't have the freedom to access evaluations of the faculty that teach us. So much for consumer choice. However, Recess is committed to democracy and all that good stuff, so we looked for new and different ways to make Duke life a little more "interactive."
The majority of Duke students who chose to watch men's basketball at 9pm on Wednesday night instead of Fox's new Temptation Island probably made the right decision. But while Temptation Island's success is far less assured than that of the Blue Devils this season, the show stands a fighting chance.
They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Well now web denizens everywhere have an opportunity to get the opinion of thousands of people.
Pop music, at least artistically, is dead. And everyone already knows it.
Prepare for the apocalypse.
Somehow, it seems impossible for proper French cuisine to inhabit the shell of an old McDonald's.
Major Speakers brought Survivor superstar Richard Hatch to campus this Wednesday, presumably to talk about his new book and his theories of personal happiness. But we're Recess-we've got better things to uncover from the thinner, happier man who once called himself a "fat naked fag" as a term of endearment. Recess Editor Jonas Blank sat down with Richard before his speech to talk about nudity, politics and, of course, being a "fat naked fag."
Pieworks, for all its pomp and circumstance, simply didn't cut it. Though its rattlesnake-ostrich-crabmeat-provolone pizza combos were able to raise some eyebrows, the end result of all the fuss was usually a sky-high bill and a nasty bout with abdominal cramps.
The pilgrims. The Mayflower. That story about peace with the Native Americans and pilgrims' pride. "Family" gatherings replete with drunken uncles and unresolved angst. Tepid conversations. Hidden anxieties. Agonizing stretches of time you'd just as soon forget.
Just when you thought it'd become safe to have sex with baked goods again, directors Paul and Chris Weitz have decided to bring more of the feel-good fun that led millions of teenage Americans to rethink their relationship with porn, school and the opposite sex. That's right, kids-casting has begun for American Pie 2, and this time, the Weitzes are pulling out all the stops. In hopes of injecting their sequel with some of the film's original auteur quality, the Weitzes have issued an online casting call for extras. Hopefuls are asked to submit resumes and headshots via a website called hypnotic.com. Then, starting Nov. 20, visitors to the site will vote for the two lucky winners who get the chance to be part of the new film, set to be shot between February and April of next year. Optimistic as we are for some starving artist or slobbering fan to get a chance to be part of a hotly anticipated sequel, we're not sure we want to know the type of antics it'll take to top classics such as the infamous apple pie episode and equally disturbing band-camp-girl sex scene. Hypnotic.com may only be asking for headshots, but we're suspecting some more morally disturbing stuff will come in. But hey, as long as no livestock are involved, we're down with it.
ooks like Fatboy Slim won't be heard in any more car commercials for awhile.
You know you're getting old when you start seeing your favorite rock stars age. And on Stories From the City, Stories From the Sea, PJ Harvey shows that while she's still one of music's most exotic femmes, she may finally be fully grown up.
When is Adam Sandler going to grow up?
After they excoriated us in The Chronicle's editorial pages yesterday for our failure to cover their performance of Rita Dove's The Darker Face of the Earth, Recess felt we owed the dubiously named Duke Players Council an apology. While they garnered big accolades from our worthy competition, including The Independent and The News and Observer, apparently the Players felt the much-coveted Recess endorsement would be the most important punch of their critical ticket. Though we had already planned to cover their performance in this week's issue (see page 7), we're no strangers to the frustrations of delayed gratification, and we hate to keep true artistes at bay. And as The Chronicle's entertainment weekly, we know true "players" when we see them-and given the dramatic dissing we've taken from the DP, we know they roll deep.
U2 have changed their image more often than Al Gore in the 1990s.
There always seemed to be something sinister about those "12 CDs for the price of 1!" deals.
When we heard about frontman Zack de la Rocha's retirement from Rage Against the Machine last week, we couldn't help but feel sorry for the rap-rocking revolutionary. After all, not many communists get the chance to spread their Marxist mumbo-jumbo to stadium-sized crowds on a regular basis. And adding insult to injury, the remaining members of Rage-the ones who put the "rock" in the "rap-rock" part of the combo-vow to "keep it loud, keep it funky and most definitely rock on," without Zack's help.