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    Spanish Class

    The very first time I heard the only certified history-changing organic rock masterpiece in this end-of-every thing decade, "Smells Like Teen Spirit," it barely made me blink. But the first time I heard the splashy throw away singles by Latino Ken do...

    by Franklin Ibanez Soults on June 29, 1999
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    Old People Got No Reason

    Shame" signifies Return To Forma silly love song and an endlessly sophisticated arrangement for a rich, saggin'-ass ol' diddler. It saunters dark and dubious, pitting the hapless Newman against the answering ma chine of a wayward hoochie half his ag...

    by Jon Dolan on June 29, 1999
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    Give It to You

    The creative story of 1999 is teen pop, that upstart genre where European producers free of Anglo-American rock worries or conceptual limitations rule. Guys like Max Martinthe scary Swede behind Backstreet Boys and Britney Spearssell songs that fun...

    by James Hunter on June 29, 1999
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    Under the Bridge

    In 1997, fashion designer Martin Margiela dipped 18 outfits in different mold, bacteria, and yeast cultures; they were recently displayed, beautifully rotting away, in one of the outer chambers of the Brooklyn Anchorage, as part of an "Exposing Meani...

    by Eric Weisbard on June 29, 1999
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    Prisoners of the Past

    Midway through the week, the JVC Jazz Festival kicked into life at a sedate homage to Charlie Parker's romance with strings, when the featured soloist, James Moody, bounded into an exultant "Cherokee," shaking off the ensemble like a great swan beati...

    by Gary Giddins on June 29, 1999
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    Tropical Truth

    Over 30 years have passed since Tropiclia rocked Brazil, and now, on the Beacon Theater stage, it was finally time for one of the movement's founders. "I'm selling records like I never did before," Caetano Veloso said with impish embarrassment betwe...

    on June 29, 1999
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    Livin for the City

    The least thing a critic can do is complain about how this summer's songs are just like last summer's, or some summer 35 years ago when the world sparkled and we all lived in a utopia of the new. It's not just that there are new songs (there are). Or...

    by Jane Dark on June 22, 1999
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    Its Their Party

    Of course being a teenager is depressing and horrible, but it's the idea of the teenager that's so wonderful. Miriam Linna (drummer for the Zantees), 1978 The Donnas, none of whom were born when Miriam made that statement, do "depressing and horr...

    by Frank Kogan on June 22, 1999
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    Lifting Up the Sun

    Yes, the Flaming Lips. When they appeared in the mid '80s, "Jesus Shootin' Heroin" got college radio time from fans of Butthole Surfers psychedelic stomps, though the Lips spun their own variant with tabs of fairy-tale-sweet surrealism. Years passed ...

    by Eric Weisbard on June 22, 1999
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    Short Music for Short People

    The most annoying thing about compilations is skipping past the sucky numbers to get to the numbers you really wanna hear. Not to imply that Short Music for Short People hasn't got a few bad onesshow me anyone who digs 101 songs in a row and I'll sh...

    by Robin Rothman on June 22, 1999
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    Call the Doctor

    In the beginning, what made Chrissie Hynde stand out was that she brought punk attitude to pop aesthetics. Here was a woman who'd seen the Dolls with Malcolm McLaren, yet her first hit and her first daughter were both sired by Ray Davies. But after 1...

    by Robert Christgau on June 22, 1999
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    Pavement Comes Alive

    When their last album, Brighten the Corners, came out, I not only started to like Pavement, I came to love them. Live for them. Maybe it was the awful, eternal pull of the last song on the record, "Fin," which provided the perfect soundtrack for my d...

    by Bob Mack on June 22, 1999
  • Lost and Found


    Lost and Found

    "Hello, I'm your new neighbor," Amy Boone sings with a sad drawl, "I was recently robbed this past hour." Stolen: one amplifier, named the Black Widow "even though it was blue." The song, in the tradition of the dB's' great "Amplifier," is a bravura ...

    on June 22, 1999
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    What Our Pulses Say

    He calls his songs "control songs," though they generally tell us how little control we have over our lives. His new CD is called Togetherness, though its lyrics suggest that he doesn't believe such a state exists. David Garland's persona is a core o...

    by Kyle Gann on June 15, 1999
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    I've always had my doubts about the notion of the hip hop "community" or "subculture" too easy to claim, too hard to verify empirically. But the eight multiartist comps below, only two of them Honorable Mentions, must prove something. BEATS & RHYME...

    by Robert Christgau on June 15, 1999
  • Between Intermissions


    Between Intermissions

    Over the past two decades, Michael Dorf's Knitting Factory has justly emerged as one of New York's cultural landmarks. Its deceptively compact Leonard Street building accommodates the Main Space and three smaller stages, plus decently stocked bars at...

    by Gary Giddins on June 15, 1999
  • Jazz and Then Some


    Jazz and Then Some

    If the David S. Ware Quartet cannot sell out the flagship club of a festival sponsored by the phone company, then new jazz has a major problem on its hands. Playing at the Knitting Factory Friday night, the group clashed like stallions, rancorous and...

    by Douglas Wolk on June 15, 1999
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    Milling at the Mall

    Until recently, the Knitting Factory's annual summer festival was called "What Is Jazz?" The question was whimsically rhetorical, and implied that Downtowners know what they like. But things have changed, and the Bell Atlanticsponsored festival now ...

    by John Szwed on June 15, 1999
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    Bill Frisell and the Willies

    Seems like ages since Bill Frisell was Downtown's hometown guitar god, the main man of Don Byron and John Zorn. Frissell has traveled so far from New York, musically and geographically, that old Knit groupies are rank strangers to him now. For 10-o...

    by David Krasnow on June 15, 1999
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    Just Between Friends

    At their second New York appearance together since the Go-Betweens' breakup, Grant McLennan and Robert Forster played to a packed Merc June 8 with no backup, little patter, and the bemused geniality of former allies in a lost cause. In the postpunk ...

    on June 15, 1999
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