&
Advertise Here with Today.com
 

Archive for the 'Uncategorized' Category

Jul 07 2008

Hardest Thing To Do Is Say Bye-Bye…

Published by danielletbd under Uncategorized Edit This

Well kids, this today.com blog certainly has been fun while it’s lasted, but unfortunately it’s run is coming to a quicker end than originally intended.  While I still plan to continue my pop culture articles in the blogosphere, today.com just isn’t making it worth my while to post in this forum anymore.  I encourage all of you to keep checking my personal website: danielletbd.blogspot.com for news and events coverage, including an exclusive “Fish out of Water” piece about the upcoming Comic Con San Diego.  I contribute original film reviews to www.socal.com, original “Best/Worst of” pieces for www.starpulse.com, and random product integration blurbs for L.A. Direct Magazine.  I have also officially started writing my first non-fiction book, ironically titled “My Life, Made Possible By Pop Culture,” which will take a good, hard (though not too serious) look at my influences growing up and how they’ve affected my relationships today.  So clearly there is a lot in store for me… just not in this corner of the web anymore.

Advertise Here with Today.com

No responses yet

Jun 09 2008

Risk It? Risk It! A Look At Our Favorite Dangerous Toys

Published by danielletbd under Uncategorized Edit This

From that taunting warning in A Christmas Story that “You’ll poke your eye out!” to the rumor that mixing Pop Rocks and soda would make your stomach explode, some of the most fun that could be had during childhood was testing boundaries and defying the so-called dangers of certain toys and games.  While nothing was as hazardous as Mainway Toys’ Mr. Skingrafter or “Bag O’Glass,” parents still often expressed worry, and when they did it only made us want the items more.   We risked riding around on sleds with metal runners; we played with paddle balls and yo-yos even after getting bonked on the forehead repeatedly; and we proudly displayed Lite Brite in our bedrooms even with the potential fire hazard… so just what was it about these toys that made them so darn irresistible???

For those who grew up yearning to be on Nickelodeon’s You Can’t Do That On Television or Double Dare, there were a few products that allowed you to join in on the fun from the safety of your living room… until your parents caught wind of what you were doing anyway.  Nickelodeon’s slime was messy but virtually harmless, but the invention of Gax and Floam that followed were a bit more controversial.  Gak gained its popularity due to the farting sounds it would make when compressed into its container, and Floam was its lighter, mushier counterpart.  The chemical compound surely created the sound but also emanated a plastic odor that lingered on your hands well after you had packed the Play-Doh rip-off safely away.  Soap and water helped, but what kid actually washed their hands after playing like they’re told to?  Later still came Gak-In-The-Dark, which not only maintained the same odor but also glowed in the dark, made of more complex chemicals that were certainly harmful upon contact, absorbing into the skin the way we used to be warned ink would do if we drew on our hands and arms, and yet kids happily pressed Gak to walls, countertops, and each other with reckless abandon, eager to own a piece of their favorite game show.

Slap bracelets are considered collector’s items now because in the mid-nineties the news media released reports that flexible piece of stainless steel that allowed for the bend and snap motion of the bracelet could pierce the thin layer of decorative cloth and cut children’s arms.  The ruler-sized rectangles came in bright colors, loud patterns (like animal print), and both shiny and fuzzy fabrics, allowing for maximum expression of personality for minimum cost, so regardless of any risk, girls lined them up on their forearms like tribal bands.  Everyone had at least one, and if you wanted to be cool, you had many and probably couldn’t resist slapping them against your arm repeatedly in class, just to cause a minor disruption.

The Easy Bake Oven, a classic for raising little 1950s housewives, offered the opportunity to bake small muffins or tarts one at a time, powered by a light bulb.  Little girls, and the occasional evolved boy, could pop something in before leaving for school and hopefully come home to a lukewarm treat.  Aside from the obvious danger from frustration at the time it took to cook something, the Easy Bake Oven was notorious for sparking and for the oven door slamming shut on little fingers.  Later models introduced decades after the original showcased stovetop burners (just like our mothers’ real ones!), which could also cause burns if a child leaned on it.  Despite the potential trip to the doctor’s office, the lure of being able to eat cookies or cupcakes anytime because you made it yourself was too great, and Santa has worked over-time year after year to lug those big square boxes down the chimneys.

Chemtoy’s Lemon Twist in the late sixties, and the late eighties copycat of Skip-It attached at the ankle via a thin plastic hoop, which often scratched and/or got stuck.  Created as a way to make exercising more fun (and colorful!), the child had to swing their leg with the attached toy a little bit harder to get it to swing around, causing a spastic skipping motion.  Lemon Twist was light, and only the uncoordinated kids had trouble avoiding it as it came at their other leg, tripping over the small plastic yellow lemon end.  Skip-It, however, had an electronic mechanism attached that supposedly counted the number of times it swung around and was successfully hopped over, which weighed down the ankle and practically pulverized the other one when it inevitably crashed into it as the child grew tired.  On the playground, Skip-It also took out many an unsuspecting tag player as he or she ran by, oblivious to what was circling on the ground below them… which actually became a more fun game than the Skip-It by itself and as intended.

Though the Parker Brothers and Hasbro’s Bop It wasn’t inherently a dangerous item when it first debuted in toy stores across the country as a stick-like plastic device with three electronic elements, the act of putting it to use could be very violent depending on who your opponent was.  In its original form, Bop It was used individually but could easily be turned on a friend or schoolyard acquaintance if he or she got a higher score when passed the toy.  Bop It Extreme, however, had two handles for two players, creating a face-to-face rivalry as the toy spit out instructions, and struggling ensued not to miss your cues while your opponent attempted to wrestle the thing out of your hands.  Many a kid heard the robotic “Bop It” instruction and had to restrain themselves from actually using the device to “bop” their opponent on the head.

No responses yet

Jun 04 2008

The RENT Sony Should Have Made The First Time!

Published by danielletbd under Uncategorized Edit This

 

Entertainment Weekly announced last week that Sony Pictures plans to introduce “Hot Ticket,” a program which will screen concerts, plays, and games in a limited release in specially equipped movie theaters across the country. While the first to test the waters will be the trippy Cirque Du Soleil, supposedly (the article was in the Truths, Rumors, and Exclusives section so less hope it is not the middle one!) RENT will hit the screen in September, right around the time the show closes its Broadway doors after its extended run.

danielletbdrentext.jpgFor years I was rallying for someone to just stick a five camera set-up in the Nederlander, film a performance, and release it as a feature film. Preferably with the original cast, but I figured that was pushing my luck. I knew the energy from the stage would transform the audience in their chairs, each one itching to jump up on the Life Cafe table along with the ensemble. It’s what happens night after night in that small, dark theater just east of Broadway, so it certainly would also happen in equally dark movie theaters. Sadly, in November 2005 when Chris Columbus released his Chris Columbus’ watered-down theatrical take on the heartwrenching tale, that was not the case, though. His bastardiz– I mean, adaptation just left RENTheads begging for more, myself perhaps louder than any of them. He had the original cast (well, the majority of them anyway), and he still produced something that was dragging in parts, too bass-heavy in others, and just plain lackluster and yawn-worthy.

 

danielletbdrentstage.jpgWith the inclusion of Closing Night footage and tidbits from the O.B.C., thankfully Sony’s new plan appears on target to rectify the situation. And then some. I’ll be the first to tell you otherwise come Fall 2008.

No responses yet

Jun 03 2008

A Fancy Prayer

Published by danielletbd under Uncategorized Edit This

The following is a transcription of my thoughts from what was set to be the final performance of RENT but what is now just the final Broadway performance I will see of RENT:

 

When the theatre goes dark, and the tree comes down, and the posters get pulled from the walls, we aren’t just saying good-bye to a piece of pop culture or music history: we are saying good-bye to a young artist’s legacy.  There is no doubt in my mind that if Jonathan were here tonight, he would have another brilliant play in development, if not already on Broadway.  Sadly, though, that can never be the case, and I only hope he can be proud of the success RENT has had, even though he could not be here to revel in it.

When RENT first opened, I was twelve years old, and my parents wouldn’t let me see it.  They thought I was too young for the content; somehow they had convinced themselves that I had never been exposed to sex or drugs or disease before, and they wanted to shield me from it— in effect to shield me from life.  That summer, though, I was able to hear the words from the soundtrack, and I was moved in a way I had never been before. Roger and Mimi’s combativeness in “Another Day” perfectly depicted what I was battling within myself on a daily basis.  Could I adopt the “live in the moment” attitude I so admired from a true Bohemian or was I destined to be a constant worrier, desperate to set myself up now for a future that may never even come?

I greatly admired the carefree joy of “La Vie Boheme,” yelling along at the top of my lungs with the names of those incomparable creatives and yearning to be one of them. When Anthony Rapp sang “Is anyone in the mainstream?” I couldn’t stop the tears from welling up in the corners of my eyes; that single line summed up exactly how I wanted to be.  During years when I could not feel more different, here were some other young people just living their lives and happy to do so in the way they wanted to: they didn’t think they were the outsiders, and they were genuinely confused by the idea of “the masses.” I made a connection in an isolating age.

“What You Own” made me want to rebel against my upper middle class mother’s way of buying my love; I was both Mark and Roger in the middle of “Goodbye Love;” and I painfully understood “One Song Glory” and “Santa Fe” and that deep desire to be somewhere great and to do something great, just to leave your mark on this world before it spits you back out.

Normally I would never encourage anyone to run out and purchase Chris Cooper’s bastardization of this beautiful story, but I am going to do so now; I will even provide you with a direct way to do so.  If you can get past all of the glossiness and bright colors and fake sets of the Hollywood lens, which seems to have tried its damnedest to make a very gritty, very real, sad story family-friendly, and if you can forget about all of the eloquent words Cooper omitted or changed, there is an extremely touching documentary on the second disc about Jonathan—his life, his work, his passion, his art.  That is the film that should have been shown nationwide; that is how you should remember this story and these characters if you’ve never had a chance to see it play out on a stage.

 

So I don’t hope that the final night closes with the full rendition of “Seasons Of Love,” but rather “Louder Than Words” from tick Tick BOOM instead.  I think those are words and the message Jonathan would want us to be left with at this time of change.  If nothing else, there is something poetic in how he ended up doing a lot of what he sung in that number.  He is the voice of a generation, and through the touring company, the Original Broadway Cast recordings, and any subsequent revivals, he will be the voice of many future generations, as well.

 

Thank you, Jonathan Larson!

 

 

RENT has been extended through the summer and tickets are still on sale for shows until September 7th on Broadway and will be on sale shortly for the touring company of RENT, featuring OBCers Anthony Rapp and Adam Pascal.

No responses yet

May 28 2008

Still Fighting For Nineteen…

Published by danielletbd under Uncategorized Edit This

danielletbdmariahcarey.jpgTime and again Mariah Carey has claimed she is “eternally twelve,” but her most recent album, E=MC2 takes her fans back to 1989, when at the ingenue age of nineteen, her demos were up-tempo, her skirts were short, and figure was waify– before Tommy and Sony got a hold of her and molded her into the ballad queen, putting her in high-necked but form-fitting dresses that made her look (and sound) much older than her years. The Mariah of E=MC2 is the not the sober, somber MC from “Close My Eyes,” “Looking In,” or “Outside;” she is fun, flirty, and seemingly the most comfortable in her own skin that she has ever been. “Touch My Body,” then, a light-hearted, G-rated romp, was the perfect choice for the first single to showcase not only the place Mariah is in today but also to fit in nicely with the place radio is in today. It was no surprise that “Touch My Body” quickly soared to Number 1, making it Mariah’s eighteenth hit, and officially crowning her the biggest selling female artist of all time. After surpassing Elvis, Mariah was on track to take on the Fab Four themselves, but unfortunately her deeply personal “Bye Bye” never reached those same heights, holding Mariah at bay from that coveted nineteen.

 

Where “Touch My Body” was tongue-in-cheek and kitschy, “Bye Bye” was a regression to her early nineties debut on the music scene. For the true lambs, this was Classic Mariah at her best: emotional and chock full of the powerhouse five-octave notes that made her a superstar. For newer listeners and the ones who wrote her off during the tumultuous 2001 escapades, though, “Bye Bye” was a little too old-school. Radio may be almost dead in its traditional sense, with MTV, VH1, and BET following suit (their line-up boasts so many reality shows now that their On-Demand channel doesn’t even offer videos anymore!), but the Internet has busted open the music industry, introducing potential new fans to artists they might never have found without the aid of MySpace or iTunes. And unfortunately, the Internet is a very vapid, superficial place. With thirty second preview clips offered, there has to be a solid (usually fast-paced) hook to get “the kids” coming back, as most of them want light-hearted, at times comical, joints that they can bump in their cars just as they would in the clubs.

With a deep bass driving beat and equally deep romantic lyrics, Mariah’s just-announced third single off E=MC2, “Love Story,” stands a better shot than the death-laden “Bye Bye” at turning into her next Number 1. Both are stripped-down songs returning to reliance on the simplicity of a strong vocal– even the video for “Bye Bye” features the normally glitter-glam Mariah in a simple pair of jeans and white tee. Returning to her roots as a storyteller, Mariah no longer uses a million and one metaphors (to this day most don’t realize “Vision of Love” was about the power of God) to tell her stories. In “Love Story,” she weaves a tale of a young couple as they come together after time just specific enough to raise eyebrows about her own relationship (”And then his friends/Said “it’s too soon to settle down”/And then her friends/Said “he’s a playa, slow it down…”) and just general enough to create yet another one for the prom play list.

And that’s what Mariah’s lambs love most about her: the intricacy with which she can weave details of her own sagas into songs that really could be speaking to just about any (and every)one. Will that translate into widespread, mainstream success, though? For the casual listener, as long as they’re entertained, they don’t really care how, and in today’s frenetic, ADD-laded society, what entertains is often only the flashy. “Love Story’s” climb on the charts may rely very heavily on its video then, so though I never thought I’d say this, Mariah’s camp would be well-advised to follow a little more in Bret Ratner’s lead of “Touch My Body” than the home movie route of “Bye Bye.”

No responses yet

May 27 2008

My Life, Made Possible By Pop Culture

Published by danielletbd under Uncategorized Edit This

Welcome and thanks for stopping by! If you surfed onto this site from today.com’s homepage or if you’ve read some of my writing at www.starpulse.com, www.ew.com/ew, or www.socal.com, you can be rest assured that what I will post here will be in a similar vein. Since I was a very young child, pop culture (namely television) has been the main influence on my life and making me the person I am today (whether that’s a positive or a detriment, though, I guess is still left to you to decide). I am motivated to write about the things I love (and often the things I hate, as well). You will see many common themes and some recurring characters in my upcoming articles. When it permits, I will include original photographs and external links, as well. Feel free to leave comments; I welcome them all!  I also welcome suggestions or “assignments:” is there someone I haven’t been writing about whom you think I should?  Are you wondering my opinion on [insert television show here]?  Etc.  Feel free to contact me!

No responses yet

Advertise Here