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Anything you can do, I can do on top of a drum kit in booties.
Wild Flag at the Bowery Ballroom

Anything you can do, I can do on top of a drum kit in booties.

Wild Flag at the Bowery Ballroom

Hands down we like, we like what we like
Hands down we like, we love, we choose you
We’ve got an eye, an eye for what’s romance
We’ve got our eyes, our eyes trained on you
You watch us sing, we sing ‘til we’re crying
We sing to free ourselves from the room
We love the sound, the sound is what found us
Sound is the love between you and me

Wild Flag, Romance

listening to Wild Flag’s first full length LP on repeat.  Buy here.

Official Music Video for Wild Flag’s Romance is here, and it is amazing.

Matt McCormick, director of Some Days are Better Than Others, talks to me about failure, thrift stores, and filmmaking, among other things.

If I could have a conversation with Matt McCormick, the filmmaker behind the visual poem about the interconnected lives of four lonely characters, Some Days Are Better Than Others [my review at the link], anywhere in New York, it would be in Gowanus.  Not to sound scary as I’ve been told mob corpses used to float about the canal, but the up and coming neighborhood of industrial wasteland bordering Park Slope, would be the perfect place (at least for now) to hang out with someone who finds “valentines to failure” in abandoned buildings and loves “utilitarian accidental beauty,” as his award winning wry, yet moving short, the subconscious art of graffiti removal illustrates. McCormick’s first feature-length film, Some Days are Better Than Others just opened in New York, but it screened at New Directors/New Films in April, so we met in a comfy, café in midtown about an hour before he headed over to the MoMA for the second screening.  He is soft-spoken, humble, and very kind.  And it might not have been Gowanus, but truth be told, I’m incredibly humbled and thankful I got to talk to him at all.

New Directors/ New Films is particularly prestigious; it’s not a competition, but a showcase of the new master’s of independent cinema.  However, McCormick has been making films, video installations, and music videos for years, and calling McCormick a New Director isn’t exactly accurate.  I am convinced that we, as humans, and we, in the film community, would be better off if McCormick had left New York and stepped off the plane in Portland, OR, where he lives and creates, and headed straight to the set of his next feature film, yet unlike many of his festival compatriots, that’s not his immediate goal as he makes clear in the interview. (His most recent work, The Great Northwest, was recently shown in a gallery in Portland; he likes to describe his gallery work as “hidden,” which is typical of his humor and humility.  You could also call it brilliant.)

McCormick is a true artist.  He forges new ground with his work by looking at what the rest of us don’t see or don’t care about, and the result is visionary art with staggering intellectual depth, and an accessible, incredibly affecting emotional core.  Here’s some highlights of our conversation, if you could call my nervous, stumblings and his insightful answers something that resembles a back and forth.

On his background:

            I grew up in Broomfield, Colorado; you probably drove through it [I went to college in Boulder].  I went to school in Santa Fe, to study photojournalism and took some film classes and was exposed to history of avant-garde cinema, and it opened my eyes to all this crazy, weird experimental work I never really knew existed.  I was reading Noam Chomsky, becoming less infatuated with big media.  I was also in a band and having this typical thing that happens to a lot of kids that grew up in the suburbs and then move to go to school and get excited about art and music.  First it was this hobby, and then it snowballed.

Why this is his first Feature Narrative: 

            I’m much more interested in working on my own terms.  And that’s why I was doing all these little experimental films that I could do by myself, I could explore and make things and not have all the limitations of what happens when you go out and raise money and have a crew.  Not to say that you lose control, but you lose options.  You lose the ability to move at your own pace and at a certain point it becomes this big ship and you just have to go with it.  Frankly, I’ve never had any real connections, never had any money.  As my films and my career as an artist became more established, so did those of the people around me.  I’ve been friends with Neil Kopp [one of the producers] for a long time.  He had helped me with music videos, before The Shins were famous and we had $2,000 budgets.   His work with Kelly Reichardt took off, and it was this very organic process of me and my community growing up together.

            Ten years ago you couldn’t make a movie for $100,000 that’s going to look any good.  HD and new technology allow you to make a really beautiful movie, and my stuff is very visual; that’s always been the number one thing for me.  I didn’t want to shoot on mini DV, and I knew I couldn’t raise enough money to shoot on film, so why bother.

On Failure:

I have always been fascinated with abandoned buildings because they were these weird monuments to failure, for some reason there was this place that was built, some dream was motivating this, and something went wrong, something didn’t work out, for some reason, whatever that plan was, failed, so now you have this carcass of this dream, and I think that’s a great metaphor.  All my work, I’ve wanted to make valentines to discards, a valentine to failure.   We all fail all the time.  It’s something even the most successful people, all of us, are so scared of, and deal with, and pretend that we’re not afraid of.  I wanted to make, this movie that dealt with failure, not in any sort of way that come up with any big conclusion, but to acknowledge that most of us are total failures in one way or another and it’s okay.

I wanted to be sympathetic to all these characters, when you are feeling blue and there’s that one song that you listen to over an over, and then maybe you pour yourself a glass of whiskey, that’s kind of my motivation with this movie, it’s not a solution, or acknowledging a problem, let’s just acknowledge this moment.

On Accidental Beauty and Industrial Landscape:

I am much more interested in accidental beauty than in things made to be beautiful.

On the character James Mercer, of The Shins, plays in the film:

James and I have been friends for 16 years. He’s kind of what I imagine James or I would be like if he didn’t discover music, or I hadn’t discovered film.  Dealing with the same worries both of us have had, but had nothing worked for us.  He’s like a friend of ours.  I looked at other actors, but I asked him to do it.  I’d worked on his music videos, I knew he could do it, though he was like, “Are you sure you want me to do this?”.

On Sleater-Kinney guitarist Carrie Brownstein:

Well, Carrie acted in high school…Are you a dog person? [Me: I’m allergic!  I love them!]  Carrie and I actually both volunteer at the Oregon humane society, which is obviously a big influence on the story.  She’s a rock star, but we’ve spent many days walking dogs together.  The dogs [like the buildings] are also discards of society, and it’s very sad.

On Thrifting and Renee Roman Nose who plays Camille, a thrift store attendant.

I love thrifting, seeing what other people discard.  Back in the day, you would find photo albums with the pictures still in them.  When I was Louisiana about 9 or 10 years ago, there was a lost and found notice about an urn that was donated to a thrift store…maybe someone died, maybe someone was evicted.  It really hit me; it’s a great metaphor.  It’s very heavy, a very complicated thing, and it stuck with me, and I knew I wanted to address it in a project.  Renee [who plays Camille] is Native American, and she had this understanding of the concept of finding an unclaimed body and how serious that is, that was in way I woulnd’t have connected with it, so she really understood this character.

On Records:

My frustration with the digital stuff, and it exists with movies, but maybe happens more with music, it almost feels disposable.  I can download that, and I can delete it.  I think investing in things is important; I know the things I love are the things it takes more time to find.

On New Directors/New Films:  It’s such an honor.  Movies showing at MoMA?  Cant argue about that!

And there you have it folks!  In lieu of not joining us for conversation, go see Some Days Are Better Than Others whichjust opened in New York.  It is incredibly moving, stunningly well shot, and cuts to the core of what it means to be human.  My great, great, grandfather once said “It seems to me that the greatest of all arts, is the art of living.”  This film knows that to be true.

(All stills and set photos from somedaysthemovie.com)

Some Days Are Better Than Others opens in New York tonight for a one week engagement.  Read my review of the film that is better than most, and see it, see it, see it.

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Some Days Are Better Than Others- Matthew Cooper (of Eluvium)

This is the title track from the film.  The film’s score was released as an album on April 26th.  It is going in my burgeoning vinyl collection.  Fall in love with the song and get ready to fall in love with the film, which screens in New York June 3rd through 9th.

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Wild Flag- Future Crimes

From the band’s debut 7” LP, which I spent almost the entirety of Record Store Day chasing after.  I never did find it, but according to Wild Flag’s Facebook page, they are opening up for Sonic Youth on the Williamsburg Waterfront on August 12th!!!

I mean, Carrie Brownstein, you are my Thurston Moore (and my Joey Ramone too).

Do you have Wild Flag? How Bout You?: My Sucusseful, Unsucessful Record Store Day.

This was my first year celebrating Record Store Day, which was founded in 2007 as a “celebration of the unique culture surrounding over 700 independently owned record stores” and the art of music.  The holiday takes place the third Saturday of every April, and as I’m not going home for Passover and don’t support nationalism (I do support my mom’s brisket, however), it was perfect timing

I had an extremely modest record collection in college that mostly consisted of Grateful Dead albums because I loved hearing Jerry Garcia’s voice on vinyl (I probably should have realized this would extend to most other artists and bands, but college is about not realizing things, as much as it is about learning others).  I became aware of Record Store Day when I read that the Wild Flag debut LP would be made available exclusively on/for Record Store Day.  I signed up for the cause right then and there.  For the uninitiated (both to my blog and to the band), Wild Flag is a newly-formed super group, made up of Carrie Brownstein and Janet Weiss of Sleater-Kinney, and their fellow friends/amazing musicians, Mary Timony and Rebecca Cole.  I waited. I even told Matt McCormick how excited I was.  I waited some more…and then, it was Record Store Day Eve!

I greeted Record Store Day a little less than enthusiastically, due to tequila at TWISUPBASS in Brooklyn the night before (Braille Sounds, who is Praveen of Sepalcure and Percussion Lab, killed it by the way).  It was also grey, windy, cold and rainy, a winning combination all around.  By the time I made it into my first record store, Generation Records in Greenwhich Village, Wild Flag Future Crimes 7” was long sold out.  I felt dejected.  This was all going wrong.  It’s my first Record Store Day!  I didn’t know!, I wanted to yell out.  Luckily, something happened. 

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A lot of indie music these days is about not having a position, not having something to say, not poking your head up and trying to articulate something specific about yourself, or the world, or how you feel. It’s almost an epidemic in some circles: Trying or caring is somehow haughty. Simply capturing a vibe or a mood is preferred instead. But that’s what marketing does; it’s not what music is supposed to do. This sort of cowardice— choosing fitting-in over standing out— isn’t something James Murphy takes lightly. LCD Soundsystem never cared for doing things half-ass and using nonchalance as a substitute for really putting yourself out there.

Pitchfork: Articles: You Were There: The Complete LCD Soundsystem

I am so excited to see LCD Soundsystem at Terminal 5 tonight!!!

(Carrie Brownstein expressed similar feelings about indie music on MonitorMix in 2009.)

I love all the feminist bookstore sketches from Portlandia (not to mention this one from ThunderAnt, Carrie Bronwstein and Fred Armisen’s sketch comedy group that preceded the show), but there’s a special place in my heart for this one.  I cannot wait for Season Two!  In the meantime, I’m going to try and find an adult hide and seek league to join.

Wild Flag playing at SXSW last week.  New favorite new-band alert!  Can I say band?  They are a super band!  Please don’t remind me that I missed two chances to see them earlier this month, once in Brooklyn, once in the city.  I didn’t know!  Please come back!  It’s a mistake that will not happen twice (er, thrice).  From Wild Flag’s bio:

What is the sound of an avalanche taking out a dolphin? What do get when you cross a hamburger with a hot dog? The answer is: WILD FLAG.

WILD FLAG is a Portland, OR and Washington DC based quartet consisting of Carrie Brownstein, Mary Timony, Rebecca Cole, and Janet Weiss. The members of WILD FLAG have played in numerous and notable bands, including but not limited to: Helium, The Minders, Croissant Cocktail, Feeble Knees, Quasi, Dogz, Sleater-Kinney, @@@, The Consortium, Asia, and Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks.

Apt adjectives for describing the band’s music: wild. Also: flaggy.

(BONUS: Read my review of Some Days are Better Than Others, co-starring Brownstein!)