Manipulative Dukes and Crap Rock

[thehefner]

Last night I had the pleasure of seeing the lovely and talented testopolis in a production of "Measure for Measure." This is a play that seems to be the current favorite for college Shakespeare professors, the new "It" Shakespeare play. After seeing it, the first word that came to mind to describe this play is "complicated." I'm not sure how the hell I would put this play on. I can definitely say however that after all the marriages in this play, the Duke's family reunions and Christmas get-togethers would be the most awkward family gatherings *ever*. Especially for the Duke, who doesn't seem to see anything wrong in how he handled things.

So I've been listening to pretty much all of 94.7's excellent "30 Years in 30 Days", where each day is dedicated to a year in rock music between 1966-1996. And I've learned a couple things. First of all, I'm too young to remember Ronald Reagan. Now, I know he's the Devil. Trickle down economics, his non-handling of AIDS, all that? Yeah, I totally hate him. But I gotta say, I'm listening to these audio clips of him and all I can think of is, "My god, it's like living under President Kickass!" I can totally understand why so many people fall under his sway and worship him. I suppose many of you who grew up in that era will look at me funny for even saying that, but I guess I'm just so used to Bush, where every single thing that comes out of his mouth sounds like the clueless idiot bullshit it usually is. Maybe it's because Reagan was an actor. Politicians really should take acting classes.

The other major thing I've discovered? The only time period of music in all those years that I actually find unlistenable is the period between 1989-1991. The hair bands. Holy crap, I just... I can't listen to this. I tried, I really did. I can dig whiny hippie folk songs. I can enjoy disco, even for cheese value. I have a not-so-secret love of 80's New Wave. But the hair bands, I... I can't do it. I'm no big Nirvana fan and even less of a Pearl Jam fan, but thank GOD for Kurt Cobain, Eddie Vedder, and their ilk.

Comments

[little-dinosaur.livejournal.com]

Having never seen it performed and not being an acting or theatre-involved person, I liked "Measure for Measure" a lot when I read it.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

You read it for class or for fun?

[little-dinosaur.livejournal.com]

Just like that. For fun, I guess.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

That's pretty damn cool. Would that more people would just decide to read a relatively obscure Shakespeare play for fun every now and again.

[jgurlpunkrck.livejournal.com]

You HAVE to come see the one here. My class and Jean Elliot LOVE IT. Plus, Angelo is hot. I'm seeing it for a third time before it closes.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

The Globe or Royal Shakespeare Company? Or someone else?

[jgurlpunkrck.livejournal.com]

Complicite theatre company is performing it at the Lyttleton stage at the National Theatre. It's the production I had a bet with Jean Elliot about. The one I talked about having hot nunsex. And hot Angelosex. Except less with the Angelosex and more with the me wanting to sex Angelo. Anyways, they did an international tour, starting in London and now they're back. It is quite the awesomeness.

[eliyes.livejournal.com]

*sets you on fire and forces you to listen to her glam metal collection*

Because you're cold. Honest. *innocent*

[fishymcb.livejournal.com]

Oh, Hefner. Eddie Vedder thanks you too. Your endorsement means a lot to him. Seriously, though, those years are a horror for music, and life in general. I remember how horrendous the 1989 Edition of I Love the 80s was...and that was the first one, before VH1 had beaten it to death with a sledgehammer. Just nothing going on that anyone should be proud of. Even the Berlin Wall toppling was sullied by Hasslehoff.