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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ANRnk9fCp7ImA9WhFTE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788</id><updated>2013-06-04T08:23:17.764-06:00</updated><category term="Introduction" /><category term="BIFF" /><category term="Technology" /><category term="Boulder International Film Festival" /><category term="Dives" /><category term="books" /><category term="Celebrities" /><category term="Boulder" /><category term="Comedy" /><category term="Pop Culture" /><category term="Feature Writing" /><category term="film criticism" /><category term="Politics" /><category term="Opinion" /><category term="improvisation" /><category term="Jazz" /><category term="Bible" /><category term="Obit" /><category term="Profile" /><category term="Villiany" /><category term="History" /><category term="Denver" /><category term="performance" /><category term="Humor" /><category term="review" /><category term="Preview" /><category term="Religion" /><category term="FILM" /><category term="s" /><category term="obituary" /><category term="Holidays" /><category term="Fishing" /><category term="wrestling" /><category term="Sleaze" /><category term="radio" /><category term="bluegrass" /><category term="Theater" /><category term="Arts and Entertainment" /><category term="God" /><category term="Winter" /><category term="Opera" /><category term="Deaths" /><category term="War" /><category term="romeo" /><category term="music" /><category term="Gardening" /><category term="juliet" /><category term="little people" /><category term="stigma" /><category term="book review" /><category term="Memory" /><category term="shakespeare" /><category term="social media" /><category term="Sports" /><category term="Death" /><category term="Analysis" /><title>BRAD WEISMANN</title><subtitle type="html">A portfolio of my past writing, and new stories as I develop them. Almost always deliberately funny.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BradWeismann" /><feedburner:info uri="bradweismann" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cERHs7eCp7ImA9WhBaEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-2314372253378708786</id><published>2013-05-20T20:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-20T20:56:45.500-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-20T20:56:45.500-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FILM" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="book review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><title>Review: "Directing: Film Techniques and Aesthetics," Fifth Edition</title><summary type="html">



Directing: Film Techniques and Aesthetics, Fifth Edition



Michael Rabiger &amp;amp; Mick Hurbis-Cherrier

2013

Focal Press, Burlington, MA, USA

517 pgs.



So you want to be a movie director? Read this book. That’s
it, you’re ready!



Comprehensive is too weak a word for the contents of the
freshly updated “Directing.” In contrast to past tomes I’ve reviewed in the
publisher’s FilmCraft series, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/2LvLw87voYE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/2314372253378708786/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2013/05/review-directing-film-techniques-and.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2314372253378708786?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2314372253378708786?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/2LvLw87voYE/review-directing-film-techniques-and.html" title="Review: &quot;Directing: Film Techniques and Aesthetics,&quot; Fifth Edition" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OQ7YohH0xEw/UZriSLM126I/AAAAAAAAUao/XXcGnp30vRE/s72-c/directing+book+cover.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2013/05/review-directing-film-techniques-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08HQXY7cCp7ImA9WhBbEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-2253706355611533905</id><published>2013-05-09T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-09T17:23:50.808-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-09T17:23:50.808-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FILM" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="book review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><title>Review: "FilmCraft: Producing"</title><summary type="html">



FilmCraft: Producing

By Geoffrey Macnab &amp;amp; Sharon Stewart

Focal Press, 2013



By BRAD WEISMANN



“The way I see it, my function is to be responsible for
everything.”

&amp;lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&amp;gt;n 
&amp;lt;!--[endif]--&amp;gt;David O. Selznick



“What is a producer? An enabler.”

                                    Jeremy
Thomas



So what is a movie producer? A visionary who brings
cinematic glory to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/yTcuDCAbA0Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/2253706355611533905/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2013/05/review-filmcraft-producing.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2253706355611533905?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2253706355611533905?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/yTcuDCAbA0Y/review-filmcraft-producing.html" title="Review: &quot;FilmCraft: Producing&quot;" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtHAA18tO8s/UYwv5ohMv9I/AAAAAAAAUIg/EGPrsbaPVHU/s72-c/filmcraft+producing.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2013/05/review-filmcraft-producing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUAQn48cCp7ImA9WhBRFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-2842764448240574843</id><published>2013-03-06T09:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-06T11:07:23.078-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-06T11:07:23.078-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pop Culture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><title>Eargasm: ‘Feelin’ Alright’ and the mechanics of the listenable</title><summary type="html">






There is a name for that song that gets stuck in your head.
Scientifically, It’s termed involuntary musical imagery, and a surprising
amount of research has been done on it. It happens to 99 percent of us, and
quite frequently. They are still working on a cure.



For me, it all started with Joe Cocker. I could not
understand what the hell he was singing in his famous 1969 cover version of&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/uD-zv3-AiQE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/2842764448240574843/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2013/03/eargasm-feelin-alright-and-mechanics-of.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2842764448240574843?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2842764448240574843?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/uD-zv3-AiQE/eargasm-feelin-alright-and-mechanics-of.html" title="Eargasm: ‘Feelin’ Alright’ and the mechanics of the listenable" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ilej08M_twU/UTdwaCSindI/AAAAAAAASXg/HzK3K8K1jnM/s72-c/joe-cocker-feeling-alright-am.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2013/03/eargasm-feelin-alright-and-mechanics-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ABRXs-eip7ImA9WhNREEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-7263268206865553417</id><published>2012-11-04T11:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-11-04T12:02:34.552-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-04T12:02:34.552-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Denver" /><title>Code of silence: Iversen’s “Full Body Burden” is a revelation</title><summary type="html">





Full Body Burden: Growing Up in the Nuclear Shadow of Rocky
Flats

Kristen Iversen

Crown Publishers

2012



It is very rarely that a complex, decades-long historical
tragedy and an intensely personal narrative can be woven together artfully. In
“Full Body Burden,” writer, editor, and educator Kristen Iversen does so with a
combination of clarity, self-revelation, and readability. That she&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/hS30sTVGyHg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/7263268206865553417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/11/code-of-silence-iversens-full-body.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/7263268206865553417?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/7263268206865553417?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/hS30sTVGyHg/code-of-silence-iversens-full-body.html" title="Code of silence: Iversen’s “Full Body Burden” is a revelation" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gI1TAy-eHmw/UJa28UUokTI/AAAAAAAANrE/-oXoqOAIcG0/s72-c/full+body+burden.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/11/code-of-silence-iversens-full-body.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUNQXY-fip7ImA9WhJRGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-172125196264606659</id><published>2012-07-20T14:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-07-22T16:31:30.856-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-22T16:31:30.856-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="radio" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="History" /><title>Eargasm: "Gunsmoke"</title><summary type="html">


Producer-director Norman Macdonnell (left) confers with William Conrad during a rehearsal for "Gunsmoke."



“Gunsmoke”



Dramatic radio program; “adult Western”

CBS

30 min. episodes

Broadcast April 26, 1952 to June 18, 1961



Not all memorable sounds are musical. During the Golden Age
of Radio, a number of programs and a subculture of talent entertained, informed
and inspired the public.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/MoCOetnt3Qc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/172125196264606659/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/07/eargasm-gunsmoke.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/172125196264606659?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/172125196264606659?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/MoCOetnt3Qc/eargasm-gunsmoke.html" title="Eargasm: &quot;Gunsmoke&quot;" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlBWIAWymDo/UAnFLDZq8SI/AAAAAAAAJWo/8uw9JTB2v_g/s72-c/gunsmoke-conrad_07_thumb.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/07/eargasm-gunsmoke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcCSHw6fip7ImA9WhVbFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-2140036809564450333</id><published>2012-05-30T09:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-05-30T15:24:29.216-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-30T15:24:29.216-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obituary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jazz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memory" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Denver" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="History" /><title>Remembering El Chapultepec's Jerry Krantz</title><summary type="html">

I have gathered a lot of info about Denver's classic jazz haunt for decades, and have patronized it for 40-some years now. When I heard about the death of long-time owner Jerry Krantz (above), I just had to whip up a little tribute to him.



The first thing Jerry Krantz ever said to me was, “Get the
hell out of my bar!”



I was 18; my friends and I were wandering around what was
then the bad &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/xYery4A0J1g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/2140036809564450333/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/05/remembering-el-chapultepecs-jerry.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2140036809564450333?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2140036809564450333?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/xYery4A0J1g/remembering-el-chapultepecs-jerry.html" title="Remembering El Chapultepec's Jerry Krantz" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGnJ8RxS5FI/T8Y2iXgIWaI/AAAAAAAAIwY/rDG4e_6teAs/s72-c/jerry.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/05/remembering-el-chapultepecs-jerry.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8DQXwzfSp7ImA9WhVVEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-8225706913534408698</id><published>2012-05-02T12:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-05-03T12:47:50.285-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-03T12:47:50.285-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jazz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Feature Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Denver" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><title>From 5280 Magazine: "Sweet Sounds" -- jazz in Denver</title><summary type="html">

Benny Goodman and his 15-piece outfit worked at Denver's Elitch's Gardens from Friday, July 26 through Thursday, Aug. 15, 1935. They bombed -- the conservative Denver audiences wanted sweet jazz, waltzes and novelty numbers. Goodman, who had enjoyed success and national exposure via his "Let's Dance" radio band remotes from New York City on NBC, fell into despair here. He thought he would have &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/S-HKEPz4DNM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/8225706913534408698/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/05/from-5280-magazine-sweet-sounds-jazz-in.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/8225706913534408698?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/8225706913534408698?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/S-HKEPz4DNM/from-5280-magazine-sweet-sounds-jazz-in.html" title="From 5280 Magazine: &quot;Sweet Sounds&quot; -- jazz in Denver" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k09e5EiQETA/T6F5AA4PkII/AAAAAAAAIbM/g7jobHflRvM/s72-c/BennyGoodman-300x391.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/05/from-5280-magazine-sweet-sounds-jazz-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUERnw5fyp7ImA9WhVWGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-379193906048085696</id><published>2012-04-04T15:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-05-02T15:13:27.227-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-02T15:13:27.227-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opera" /><title>Eargasm: Zemlinsky's "The Dwarf"</title><summary type="html">


LA Opera's 2008 production of Zemlinsky's "The Dwarf" -- Mary Dunleavy as the Infanta greets the Dwarf (Rodrick Dixon).


Most of my readers know how my work is studded with perverse
subject matter. A year ago, I completed a long project on a peculiar obsession
of mine – people with dwarfism and their roles in high and low culture throughout
history (“Midget Wrestling: A Pilgrimage” can be &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/mr-tpOvsXSU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/379193906048085696/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/04/eargasm-zemlinskys-dwarf.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/379193906048085696?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/379193906048085696?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/mr-tpOvsXSU/eargasm-zemlinskys-dwarf.html" title="Eargasm: Zemlinsky's &quot;The Dwarf&quot;" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0HG9F9nCvo/T3y-Lty6XaI/AAAAAAAAII0/iTuar-mdfBw/s72-c/la_opera_the_dwarf.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/04/eargasm-zemlinskys-dwarf.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYMRHszeip7ImA9WhVWGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-5323383023063701956</id><published>2012-03-14T17:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-05-02T15:13:05.582-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-02T15:13:05.582-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opera" /><title>Eargasm: The Toscanini ‘Otello’</title><summary type="html">


Opera lovers don’t get a lot of second chances. The first
time a performance of a particular work blows you away can never be repeated. A
stereotypical opera lover’s fussiness regarding, encyclopedic knowledge of, and
obsession with performers, productions, recordings and the various qualities
thereof stem, I think, from that unslakeable thirst to repeat that sense of
overwhelming consummation&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/MLxVtj61CRQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/5323383023063701956/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/03/eargasm-toscanini-otello.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/5323383023063701956?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/5323383023063701956?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/MLxVtj61CRQ/eargasm-toscanini-otello.html" title="Eargasm: The Toscanini ‘Otello’" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9J92qxc14Gg/T2EqGia3PwI/AAAAAAAAH4I/JYeIuSlrtM8/s72-c/toscanini+otello+opus+kura.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/03/eargasm-toscanini-otello.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYBQXs7fCp7ImA9WhVWGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-4294843066982634851</id><published>2012-02-21T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-02T15:12:30.504-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-02T15:12:30.504-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Boulder" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><title>From Boulder Magazine: I write on eTown and 'creating a third place'</title><summary type="html">

Story by me from the new issue of the regional quarterly on the fancy new digs for the popular, long-running music and social action show --&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/ZeBu81gS2sc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/4294843066982634851/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/02/from-boulder-magazine-i-write-on-etown.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/4294843066982634851?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/4294843066982634851?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/ZeBu81gS2sc/from-boulder-magazine-i-write-on-etown.html" title="From Boulder Magazine: I write on eTown and 'creating a third place'" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rNYdgLguNE/T0SQH69J6-I/AAAAAAAAHm4/hjpn2qvfL98/s72-c/BoulderMag_etownHall010112.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2012/02/from-boulder-magazine-i-write-on-etown.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cCQHczfCp7ImA9WhRWEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-332772149400142982</id><published>2011-12-27T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T14:24:21.984-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-27T14:24:21.984-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Feature Writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Denver" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><title>From EnCompass Magazine: I write about swing dancing in Denver</title><summary type="html">Lovely! Thanks so much to the kind folks at EnCompass for commissioning and running this feature story from me on the swing-dance revival scene in Denver -- in their Jan./Feb. 2012 issue.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/YM6ui0uw4UY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="related" href="http://www.encompassmag.com/2012/01/traveltalk.html#1" title="From EnCompass Magazine: I write about swing dancing in Denver" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/332772149400142982/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-encompass-magazine-i-write-about.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/332772149400142982?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/332772149400142982?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/YM6ui0uw4UY/from-encompass-magazine-i-write-about.html" title="From EnCompass Magazine: I write about swing dancing in Denver" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JnONzhe7R2Y/Tvo3cM_6UiI/AAAAAAAAGwE/BcoNXTTjO5w/s72-c/lindyhop.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-encompass-magazine-i-write-about.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EMQHwyeip7ImA9WhRXGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-5209629322038160176</id><published>2011-12-25T13:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:01:21.292-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-26T08:01:21.292-07:00</app:edited><title>12 Daze: One dozen despicable Xmas entertainments (Part 3)</title><summary type="html">Now you're saying: "OK, smartass. Is there ANY Christmas-themed cultural event that doesn't work your last nerve?"

Yes. There are three. Not surprisingly, all three are funny. The humor not only lets in the welcome contrast of cynicism in, it leavens the deadly-serious sentiments encoded in their holiday DNA. You can play these over and over and over -- I will never tire of them! They are "A &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/IsZAojuwNSs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/5209629322038160176/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-daze-one-dozen-despicable-xmas.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/5209629322038160176?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/5209629322038160176?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/IsZAojuwNSs/12-daze-one-dozen-despicable-xmas.html" title="12 Daze: One dozen despicable Xmas entertainments (Part 3)" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjgNEgOgMyw/Tvds6IAwm-I/AAAAAAAAGoM/FBOkkjPSRuU/s72-c/Weird-Christmas-decoration.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-daze-one-dozen-despicable-xmas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcCQH06eCp7ImA9WhRXGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-3618164631019523187</id><published>2011-12-24T14:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T11:34:21.310-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-25T11:34:21.310-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title>12 Daze: A dozen or so despicable Xmas entertainments (Part 2)</title><summary type="html">
And our countdown continues . . . as we move into the heart of darkness. You know, it's not that I don't value love, kindness, faith, and redemption. I treasure them. But when you fetishize any values and work them and work them and work them, they ossify. They sour. They become shorthand for real feelings. Then they take their place entirely. That's when they become despicable.

8. "The Gift of&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/FWpQH-9NVvE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/3618164631019523187/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-daze-dozen-or-so-despicable-xmas.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/3618164631019523187?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/3618164631019523187?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/FWpQH-9NVvE/12-daze-dozen-or-so-despicable-xmas.html" title="12 Daze: A dozen or so despicable Xmas entertainments (Part 2)" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jepqOHrJpUI/TvZHw4scWHI/AAAAAAAAGoA/1_tTAXtJNEU/s72-c/funnychristmasecard1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-daze-dozen-or-so-despicable-xmas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8AQnY5fyp7ImA9WhRXFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-5504983636192148355</id><published>2011-12-23T11:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T12:00:43.827-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-23T12:00:43.827-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title>12 Daze: a (baker's) dozen despicable Xmas entertainments (Part 1)</title><summary type="html">More traumatizing events happen during the Yuletide season than any other. In my family it’s referred to warily as the Holiday of Guilt and Shame. 
Still, the crushing rush of Christmas is so culturally pervasive that you can’t escape the traditional holiday entertainments that dragoon your children, force your attendance or attention, make your teeth grind and exhaust all remaining reserves of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/K4rvuaytN9E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/5504983636192148355/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-daze-bakers-dozen-despicable-xmas.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/5504983636192148355?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/5504983636192148355?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/K4rvuaytN9E/12-daze-bakers-dozen-despicable-xmas.html" title="12 Daze: a (baker's) dozen despicable Xmas entertainments (Part 1)" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2MqmwrQFh4/TvS1uvsooHI/AAAAAAAAGj4/UCsjmO-7I4Q/s72-c/santa-745837.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-daze-bakers-dozen-despicable-xmas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08HRns8fCp7ImA9WhRSGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-4494786166606369265</id><published>2011-11-22T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:23:57.574-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-22T12:23:57.574-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opera" /><title>Great opera villains, Part Two</title><summary type="html">

Edouard de Reszke as Mephistopheles in Gounod's "Faust" -- the Devil gets all the good tunes.
With the chill in the air, opera season is here, and I’ve been looking at the juicy parts the typical operatic villain gets to sing.

While it’s perceived as a pastime for the rich, most of its history saw opera as an opiate of the people. Yep, common folk would flock to see these larger-than-life &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/V403s__3jf0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/4494786166606369265/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/11/great-opera-villains-part-two.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/4494786166606369265?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/4494786166606369265?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/V403s__3jf0/great-opera-villains-part-two.html" title="Great opera villains, Part Two" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yGFGv8CMnx8/Tsvq-dpdhxI/AAAAAAAAGJg/JwAkIwpKmvg/s72-c/reszke-faust-gounod.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/11/great-opera-villains-part-two.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08ASHg5cSp7ImA9WhRSE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-371492554627990775</id><published>2011-11-14T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T13:17:29.629-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-14T13:17:29.629-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="book review" /><title>The sky’s the limit: new book offers penetrating look at air safety</title><summary type="html">Why Planes Crash: An Accident Investigator’s Fight for Safe SkiesBy David Soucie with Ozzie Cheek221 pgs., Skyhorse Publishing
Straight out, I need to make an admission – I went to high school with the author. No pressure, right?
I have been reviewing books, and a vast variety of work in other media, for two decades now. When I found out that a former classmate had written a book, I requested a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/qV48qBnqOnA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/371492554627990775/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/11/skys-limit-new-book-offers-penetrating.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/371492554627990775?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/371492554627990775?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/qV48qBnqOnA/skys-limit-new-book-offers-penetrating.html" title="The sky’s the limit: new book offers penetrating look at air safety" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pU0MstqiVI/TsFvq8sACnI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/DfN7jTfad-M/s72-c/WhyPlanesCrash.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/11/skys-limit-new-book-offers-penetrating.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYNQX89fyp7ImA9WhdaFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-2476869109864192109</id><published>2011-10-25T13:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T13:49:50.167-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-25T13:49:50.167-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="film criticism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="book review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><title>Canon fire: the passions of Pauline Kael</title><summary type="html">
The Age of Movies: Selected Writings of Pauline KaelEdited by Sanford Schwartz828 pgs., Library of America
Pauline Kael makes me so mad. Yes, in the present tense. The brilliant, renegade film critic still pisses me off, 20 years after she stopped writing and 10 years after death. I grew up reading her, frequently flinging my copy of The New Yorker across the room . . . then retrieving it and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/MEeQDUN9m1M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/2476869109864192109/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/10/canon-fire-passions-of-pauline-kael.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2476869109864192109?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2476869109864192109?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/MEeQDUN9m1M/canon-fire-passions-of-pauline-kael.html" title="Canon fire: the passions of Pauline Kael" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfbNl9PpOfM/TqcGVNg5EhI/AAAAAAAAFTg/_VllnTzCNpY/s72-c/the+age+of+movies.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/10/canon-fire-passions-of-pauline-kael.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYNQX0-eip7ImA9WhdaEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-3354754552796101762</id><published>2011-10-19T11:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T13:23:10.352-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-19T13:23:10.352-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obituary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="radio" /><title>Who was Norman Corwin? The beauty of radio drama</title><summary type="html">I've been curating the obituaries of significant and interesting lives for more than a year now. I haven't been moved to hold one life up to the light until now.

Norman Corwin died yesterday at the age of 101. Sixty years ago, he was one of the most celebrated voices in America. Ten years after that, the medium he made his name in was extinct. 

The world of radio as mainstream entertainment for&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/6n2D4TmwfFg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/3354754552796101762/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/10/who-was-norman-corwin-beauty-of-radio.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/3354754552796101762?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/3354754552796101762?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/6n2D4TmwfFg/who-was-norman-corwin-beauty-of-radio.html" title="Who was Norman Corwin? The beauty of radio drama" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXBTbKxQe_I/Tp8Jtjt5fzI/AAAAAAAAFI8/i1q9CpH96B0/s72-c/norman_500x302a.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/10/who-was-norman-corwin-beauty-of-radio.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcGQH87cSp7ImA9WhdVGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-2163331356881619645</id><published>2011-09-23T13:17:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T13:43:41.109-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-23T13:43:41.109-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Villiany" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opera" /><title>Badass bass/baritones: the lure of the great opera villains, Part One</title><summary type="html">

Tito Gobbi as Rigoletto: a jester with an agenda.

I love to sing. Ask around; a lot of bystanders have been injured in the process.
There’s something thrilling about carrying a tune, whether or not you’re particularly good at it. After high-school choir and a little musical theater, though, I was done as a singer.
I still love to listen, though – especially opera. Why? Maybe it’s the fact that&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/wWUsHOq3QEc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/2163331356881619645/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/09/badass-bassbaritones-lure-of-opera.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2163331356881619645?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/2163331356881619645?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/wWUsHOq3QEc/badass-bassbaritones-lure-of-opera.html" title="Badass bass/baritones: the lure of the great opera villains, Part One" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txeNUu4H-nM/TnzZMAe7i2I/AAAAAAAAE7c/ELi5oy0HjxI/s72-c/gobbi+as+rigoletto.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/09/badass-bassbaritones-lure-of-opera.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYARno6fip7ImA9WhdSGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-8316936750580044341</id><published>2011-07-27T15:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T15:29:07.416-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-27T15:29:07.416-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="performance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="improvisation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><title>Review: Alan Arkin’s “An Improvised Life”</title><summary type="html"> An Improvised LifeAlan ArkinDa Capo Press, 2011
This is not a critical review. This is not analysis. It’s excessive gushing followed by extensive quoting. Hope that works for you.
I’ve idolized Alan Arkin all my life. First, he made me laugh until I hurt in “The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming!” Then he scared the crap out of me in “Wait Until Dark.” Then he made me cry in “The &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/cHSXpURtV1g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/8316936750580044341/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/07/review-alan-arkins-improvised-life.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/8316936750580044341?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/8316936750580044341?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/cHSXpURtV1g/review-alan-arkins-improvised-life.html" title="Review: Alan Arkin’s “An Improvised Life”" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xaAYNep-1tM/TjCCzMxO7gI/AAAAAAAAElk/hG6otCilL7Y/s72-c/alanarkin.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/07/review-alan-arkins-improvised-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUMSXc7fCp7ImA9WhdSEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-6675519925375416562</id><published>2011-07-19T09:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T09:11:28.904-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-19T09:11:28.904-06:00</app:edited><title>Life imitates comedy: Murdoch and ‘Pravda’</title><summary type="html">“It always seemed strange to me that the things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first, they love the produce of the second.”
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Khlestakov (Stephen Wright) accepts a "loan" from the Mayor (Gary Alan Wright) in the Colorado Shakespeare Festival's production of "The Inspector General." [Photo by Patrick Campbell/CU Communications]
Greed! Corruption! Lust! Lies! Stupidity! 
No, it’s not a new reality show. It’s an OLD reality show, and it’s still true to life. Nikolai Gogol’s 1836 comic play, “The Inspector General,” is &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BradWeismann/~4/WBsCnAfGInI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/feeds/1265413612627839276/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/07/from-russia-with-laughs-inspector.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/1265413612627839276?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5513217438041867788/posts/default/1265413612627839276?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BradWeismann/~3/WBsCnAfGInI/from-russia-with-laughs-inspector.html" title="From Russia with laughs: ‘Inspector General’ shines at CSF" /><author><name>Brad Weismann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473472881579089861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IztNg14BO2c/Sa1oPTLOXPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/oogK0drPt3g/S220/myface.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSWO9VWltGc/Th4Z4PReYpI/AAAAAAAAEfw/7J_ZhWvA7I8/s72-c/inspectorgeneralphoto.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bradweismann.blogspot.com/2011/07/from-russia-with-laughs-inspector.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUADSHo6fip7ImA9WhZaGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5513217438041867788.post-164282201185840873</id><published>2011-07-06T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T11:36:19.416-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-06T11:36:19.416-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Theater" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Analysis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="s" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arts and Entertainment" /><title>Wish upon a star: CSF’s ‘Little Prince’</title><summary type="html">&amp;lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&amp;gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &amp;lt;![endif]--&amp;gt;&amp;lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&amp;gt;     &amp;lt;![endif]--&amp;gt;&amp;lt;!--[if !mso]&amp;gt; 
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Jamie Ann Romero and Ben Bonenfant in the Colorado Shakespeare Festival's production of "Romeo and Juliet." [Photo by Glen Asakawa for CU Communications]
The Colorado Shakespeare Festival's troupe needs a hit. Like action heroes with their backs against the wall, they pull off a miracle – a straightforward, involving production of “Romeo and Juliet.”
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