Miller talks “Thoughts on Earth’s most Mightiest Heroes: The Avengers”

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It’s best not to think too much about The Avengers and just enjoy it. However, if you do start mulling the Marvel movie melange of mighty men and woman, try to think back to the early nineties. The late eighties/ early nineties was a heyday of comic book glory. Chris Claremont was writing X-Men and X-Men spinoffs. Jim Lee, Todd McFarlane, and [that bastard] Rob Liefeld were wowing us with highly stylized versions of our favorite characters. Infinity Gauntlets were being formed, Atlantis was attacking, and there were Acts of Vengeance being carried out. It was the dawning of the Age of Apocalypse. We were young, hungry, and eagerly anticipating every new issue as they sold in record numbers.

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But alas, where were our young minds to turn for such quality entertainment and stimulation outside of the comic page? On TV we could satiate our rabid desire with “X-Men: The Animated Series,” but if we wanted a super hero fix on the big screen we were stuck with DC, and let’s be honest DC just isn’t Marvel. I’m not knocking Tim Burton’s “Batman.” It is an underrated classic that changed super hero movies forever, but it just wasn’t Marvel. We needed Spiderman. We needed Wolverine. We needed Steve frickin’ Rogers on the big screen and quite honestly, the handful of Marvel movies made by that point were wretched. If you did convince your Mom to rent that one dusty VHS of the Captain America movie that starred J.D. Salinger’s son, you were kindly rewinding that sucker just feeling ashamed for ever having loved Cap to begin with. It was a sad state of affairs.
So, we gave up. We grew up. We drank our first beers, tried smoking, got laid (Well, some of us anyway. I almost forgot what website I was writing this for). We stopped worrying about Wolverine on the big screen and started worrying about college, and how to make a gravity bong. Then it happened. Out of nowhere somebody turned a third tier Marvel character into a hit action movie and even though it wasn’t Spidey or Daredevil it was still a Marvel character and it was actually a decent movie. Blade, who’d a thunk it, right?
Next, came the mind-blowing cinemagasm of Bryan Singer glory called X-Men and everything just got awesome. Sure, you were at least 20, but don’t you see? Our generation never grew up for a reason. Those dum dum baby boomers came back from Nam with one mission left, coddle the crap out of your children and trip balls until you design the coolest toys, cartoons, comics, and video games the world has ever known. They still make our toys. Transformers, Care Bears, Star Wars action figures, and 80’s style G.I. Joe are still rocking the toy shelves, because they were the apex of childhood indulgence. Our generation of men keep reading comics, watching cartoons, and playing video games on our parents’ basement couches because the generation before us perfected the art of spoiling their kids, and thank the heavens for that.
Our development was just arrested enough for us to enjoy the crap out of Sam Raimi’s Spiderman, Jon Favreau’s Iron Man, Bryan Singer’s X-Men, Kenneth Brannagh’s Thor, and now Joss Whedon’s Avengers. Marvel and whatever studios they are affiliated with decided to hire REAL film makers who brought us “Evil Dead,” “Swingers,” “The Usual Suspects,” a bunch of Shakespeare movies, and “Firefly” to make real good movies using what we already knew were real good characters and real good stories.

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Sure, Ang Lee’s Hulk movie was a misfire, but he bounced back with a couple of amorous cowboys and Mark Ruffalo is a great Bruce Banner. No harm no foul. Even the steaming pile that was the Daredevil movie was just a speed-bump to what is now paying off as the investment in entertainment magic beans called comic books of the late eighties and nineties that paid off with at least five genius superhero movies in the aughts and teens.
Avengers is a really fun movie, but even if you don’t like it (and you are a sad little person if you don’t), just think back to those days of the super hero cinema depression and kick yourself for not realizing just how lucky you are.
 Miller still has his entire comic book collection from when he was an 8 year bifocal sporting youngster. That was over 70 years ago. If he’d sold them 15 years ago, he could of retired a rich man. Instead, he held onto them like a scrooge. With the comic book boom well behind us, those same comics are practically worthless. Instead of retiring rich, fat and happy.. he writes for us.

Miller talks Bruce Springsteen’s “Wrecking Ball”

Way back, before even Abe Vigoda was born, there used to be people named minstrels. These people would travel around playing songs about historic events or distant places. There was also a group of people, back in the day, named troubadours. The troubadours would recite poetry or sing songs about stuff, much like the minstrel or maybe even a bard, which was a person who rich people would pay to write poems about stuff.

Then, shortly before and directly after the birth of Abe Vigoda, guys like Woody Guthrie, Ramblin’ Jack Elliot, and Pete Seeger would travel around America and sing songs, often about leftist politics, but sometimes about historic events or distant places. These dudes were called folk singers. Now, we can’t really be certain about the minstrels, bards, and troubadours, but one can be certain that at some point around the beginning of Abe Vigoda’s life these folk singers began to feel a sense of responsibility to their fellow man.

I don’t know how they got it into their weirdo, booze addled, ramblin’ minds that some of those songs that they sang might alter the way the people listening might think about things, but for some reason they did. So, these traveling freak shows started writing and singing songs that they intended to make people think about things in ways that might help them, make them feel better, or make the world a better place. Mock them if you will, but I think even the most cynical creep among us will have to admit that “This Land is Your Land” or “We Shall Overcome” have had a pretty big impact in our American culture and still do.

So, what does a songwriter or singer who feels that sense of responsibility to his fellow man do as he starts getting older and figures out that popular song is primarily a young man’s game. Woody Guthrie didn’t have to worry about it because Huntington’s disease made his career choices for him while he was still a young man. Ramblin’ Jack Elliot and Pete Seeger just kept on going as their popularity and productivity rose and fell through the decades.

A lot of singers and songwriters have felt that sense of responsibility to their fellow man since the days of a young Abe Vigoda. Some of them gained massive fame as pop singers before singing their social responsibility songs like Sam Cooke, Marvin Gaye, or John Lennon. Some of them rose to fame with political messages like Public Enemy, Bob Dylan, and Rage Against the Machine, but pop culture has a lower tolerance for politics than it does for love songs and those artists either had to adapt by learning to write love songs or fall from the heights of fame that they once knew. Yet, many have been able to maintain respectable music careers.

The Boss, Bruce [mother@#$%ing] Springsteen’s career has been a mix of both of those two types. Springsteen became kinda famous for writing songs that sounded like 60’s Dylan (“Blinded by the Light”) and performing like Sam and Dave. However, The Boss got REALLY famous for writing and singing songs about New Jersey dreamers pulling out of towns full of losers to win and performing like Sam and Dave. Then he became REALLY REALLY famous for writing a political song about a Vietnam veteran and performing like Sam and Dave on performance enhancing substances.

At some point in Springsteen’s career he must have either felt a sense of responsibility to write songs that make the world a better place or become a master of imitating singer/songwriters who make the world a better place. I happen to be of the opinion that The Boss is a true believer. He believes in kindness. He believes in social responsibility. He believes in truth. He believes in justice. He believes in what he believes is the American way.

His popularity has risen and fallen in ways that Pete Seeger (one of his heroes) could only imagine, but throughout it all The Boss has continued to write songs with that sense of responsibility to his fellow man. Whether he is telling the story of immigrants dying in a meth lab explosion (“Sinaloa Cowboys”), families looking out for each other (“Highway Patrolman”), Tom Hanks dying of AIDS in a cruel judgmental environment (“The Streets of Philadelphia”), the death of the American dream (“My Hometown”), or its triumphant rebirth (“The Rising”), The Boss has been consistently delivering for nearly half of Abe Vigoda’s long ass life.

One can pretty much count on Springsteen responding to any major event in his American life and his new album “Wrecking Ball” does just that. This is Springsteen’s answer to the financial collapse and the ongoing economic trials and tribulations of his beloved birthplace. The first song, the one he performed at the Grammys with the E Street Band (missing the “Big Man” Clarence Clemons – underrated musical giant of his time), is called “We Take Care of Our Own” and it is probably the least amazing song on the new album.

“We Take Care of Our Own” is patriotic, but it sounds as if it could be mistaken for nationalism. However, The Boss’ love for America is more akin to Yeats’ love of Ireland or Walt Whitman’s love of America. It is a real and inclusive love that can be critical and sometimes hard to maintain, but it is about the land, people, and ideals of our “Great Experiment.” He is appealing to what Abraham Lincoln called “the better angels of our nature.” I can’t speak for Mr. Springsteen, but I think he just wants you to volunteer at a soup kitchen, donate to a food bank, give blood, and vote.

“Rocky Ground” is my favorite track on this new album (I’m kinda weird). It includes a rap (don’t worry he doesn’t rap, somebody else does). I also love “Land of Hope and Dreams,” “Shackled and Drawn,” and “Jack of All Trades,” but there is not a bad song on the record. This is the best music that the man has made since 2007’s “Magic” (which is definitely in my top 5 Boss albums).

The reason why Bruce Springsteen, and often times the awesome E Street Band, has continued to write and sing songs for so many years to varying degrees of success is because The Boss is INSPIRED and he wants to inspire you. It is obvious that the guy feels a sense of responsibility to his fellow human beings. He will continue to write great songs until Huntington’s disease takes him or he gets too old to hold a pen because he is a true believer in the things that he believes in and the world could always use people who believe in kindness, truth, and justice.

I have always felt sorry for people who don’t get The Boss. My generation missed out on “Born to Run,” and “Born in the U.S.A.” Casual listeners have never really given him a chance because he hasn’t fallen into any recent trends since the early 90’s. The hipsters abandoned him in the early 70’s, picked him back up in the early to mid 00’s, and dropped him again after Arcade Fire won the Grammy for best album. If you don’t get The Boss you are really only hurting yourself. The man just wants to inspire you. He just wants to make the world a better place.

When Miller isn’t teaching fish how to swim upstream, you may find him sitting cross legged in his grandmother’s rocking chair, smoking a 100 year old porcelain pipe, Sennheisers over his ears, merrily yet purposefully rocking away his blues. The results of which become words on this page.

Music Review – Snoop Dog and Whiz Khalifa

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Snoop Dogg is FORTY!

Yeah, that’s right, forty years old. That is probably older than most of your teachers were when you thought that they were old, out of touch nerds. That is older than your parents were when they told you that you shouldn’t smoke weed and listen to Snoop Dogg. You aren’t supposed to trust anyone over thirty. Statistically, Snoop Dogg is closer to a natural death from old age than he is from birth. Middle age was the case that they gave me.

So, what is middle aged Snoop Dogg up to these days? If you get a chance to listen to his collaboration with 24 year old Wiz Khalifa, the soundtrack to “Mac & Devin Go to High School,” you’ll discover that mature Mr. Dogg is smoking fields of marijuana and letting fools know what’s up.

This is the soundtrack to a movie ostensibly about education (I’ll be honest, I’m never gonna see this movie) but there is nothing really educational here, unless you are majoring in horticulture or botany. This album is all about the ganja. Snoop Dogg smokes weed. Wiz Khalifa smokes weed. Guests Juicy J., Bruno Mars, Curren$y, and Mike Posner smoke weed. It is just one long musical Jamaican shower.

“So what we get drunk? So what we smoke weed? We’re just having fun.” Yeah, that’s pretty much what this music is all about and maybe that is okay. Wiz Khalifa is lyrically adept, but with the gravitas of a character from “Toy Story 2.” Snoop comes from a time in hip-hop where every rapper had to either shoot people or pretend that they were capable of shooting people. Yet, the middle aged Snoop is kinda past all of that nonsense. Wiz doesn’t really exist in that world and thank God for that.

Modern rappers are transcending some of the machismo posturing that made some untalented people famous and made some unbelievably talented people dead in the nineties. The gangsta dynamic is alive and well, but it is not as essential to selling records in the suburbs as it was when Snoop Dogg was in his twenties. These days, if a rapper wants to record an entire movie soundtrack and only talk about getting stoned then he can do that.

I never really understood, or appreciated the combination of being stoned and shooting people. Getting high is an inherently peaceful endeavor. Being shot must be a pretty horrendous experience, but especially if you’re baked. I’m glad that the rappers are separating those two experiences from each other. Gunshot wounds are probably horrible buzz kills.

The modern crop of hip-hop superstars like Lil Wayne, Kanye West, and that Canadian dude – that may or may not have been confined to a wheelchair as a teen – are more about the riches and the bitches than the nines and the AKs, and that is probably for the best. Wiz Khalifa leans more towards that camp than Snoop’s former thuggier associates. However, it is pretty cool that old man Broadus can still keep up with youngsters. His swagger is fully intact on these party songs and their collaboration is mutually beneficial. Snoop provides a little credibility and Wiz inspires a youthful playfulness in Snoop’s flow.

This is good stuff. However, it is pretty forgettable. If somebody popped this disc in at a party I would really enjoy it, but it isn’t something that I would search out. I guess that if I still got high, it would be my favorite, but that isn’t something that I do anymore. Maybe when I’m Snoop Dogg’s age I’ll pick the habit back up.


When Miller isn’t sitting in America’s courtrooms fighting for the rights of our troubled youth, he’s crack’n wise on this blog with “useful” information about “necessary” distractions.

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