Broadway is bringing us the perfect storm of three crazy women in one play: P.J. Harvey, Mary-Louise Parker and Hedda Gabler. Jim Farber reports that P.J. Harvey has written the score to director Ian Rick-son’s new production of “Hedda Gabler,” opening in New York this Sunday.
The score is reportedly based on the idea of a hiss – created with mashed up guitar feedback. Amazingly enough Harvey tells Faber, “I’ve wanted to do theater or film music since I first began writing music. I’ve just never been approached before.” Granted, Harvey does have a reputation for being a difficult and temperamental artist (or, if she were a man we’d probably say “particular and unpredictable”) but she seems from the interview to grasp the basic idea of bending her musical vision to work with that of the director and/or with the material. With the way Harvey’s musical output has been evolving in this particular decade alone we’d say she’s moving more and more towards the kind of ideal artist to score films, specifically those on the darker end of the spectrum.
Until such time as Christopher Nolan finds a nice, dark non-superhero film for Harvey to score you can catch “Hedda Gabler” and wait it out for her next album, which is to be released this spring.
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Also, I have to talk a little about the Masquerade Ball that closed the conference. It got me thinking about a “Twilight and the Media” panel we’d attended the day before when someone brought up how mainstream media marginalizes things women fetishize, like Twilight, but will embrace boy fetishes like “Star Wars.” It is true, to a degree, that womens’ interest items like Twilight are treated as second class, but it’s also difficult not to laugh at the sort of cult behavior it inspires, like this masquerade ball. I mean, it was thousands of women dressed in ballgowns and masks with nary a man in sight. Ok, I saw 4 men. I found it amusing in the same way I’d find dudes dressed up like Star Wars characters and hanging out together funny. It is in no way a lesser funny.

My GPS took me an entirely differnt route off of I-10 to Joshua Tree – some back road way to the Twentynine Palms Highway. It was pretty and I got a good look at the windmill farms. Have a photo. During this drive I was listening to Alex’s playlist which injected a much needed soulful touch. Two notes: I have been entirely unable to account for the Alicia Keys song and I cannot believe you gave me a ten minute version of “Mustang Sally” (I made it through 8 minutes).
Everything was beautiful and strange and instead of trying to explain it to you I will just post a photo. Not one person recommended I listen to U2’s Joshua Tree album for this drive but two (Anne! Alex!) suggested Gram Parsons and one (Josh L!) left me a Fbook comment about it after the fact. As such I put together a little Gram Parsons playlist from those recommendations and it was perfect.
When I left the park and headed back towards L.A., I put on a mix I’d made myself to pshych me up for all the ch-ch-changes. I’d stopped feeling nervous and started feeling just plain excited/elated circa the Coachella Valley so happiness abounded. I was especially stoked on Highway 60, which were some of the most scenic drives I’ve ever seen – really, could have been straight out of New Zealand.
Parting Tucson was such sweet sorrow – I actually liked it a lot. Granted, I only saw a bit of it because that 7 1/2 hour drive made me very sleepy and cranky but the parts I did see and the people I met were lovely. I like how the mountains surrounding the city are just part of the cityscape, as shown in this photo.
Then it was all drive, drive, drive – flat, flat, flat – dull, dull, dull until Phoenix. I stopped at a place I found randomly on my GPS called Claim Jumper because it was such a ridic name. I had the glazed walnut & asian pear salad and it was ever so yummy. This also may have been the first vegetables I’ve eaten on this trip. Mmm lettuce.
Here’s a left/right shot of a mountain on one side and some pecan trees (I think) on the left. The scenery was kind of weird around here. To follow when PPPlist was done, I put on part of an ’80s mix I had in my iPod.
