Word: blinkingly
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Japanese museum (why Japanese? Exhibit A of Pixar subversiveness); Jesse and Stinky Pete, the missing figures in "Woody's Roundup"; and, of course, Zurg, the Darth Vader of the cartoon world. It's mass chaos most of the time, but that's the fun of the Toy Story universe. Blink one eye and--ack! You have to watch it again...
...like me, living in those awkward years between promising potential and ironic demise. And the parameters of the present keep pushing in. To the tune of discarded disco anthems, our eyes pan slowly from one Gap-clad teen to another, and for 30 seconds we cannot bring ourselves to blink. The teens stare back at us brimming with serene self-assurance, mocking anyone who ever made the mistake of turning 22 and blissfully unaware that 10 years from now, they will be 10 years older...
...their friends are on the diet, and local waiters have learned to expect bizarre requests. "At Bijan they do a baked brie that's out of this world. I asked to have the brie cheese with celery instead of bread," says Betsy, "and the waiter didn't even blink. And Dan O'Toole, a sales executive at the Los Angeles Times Syndicate, shed 50 lbs. while eating fatty food. He says the diet gives him much more energy than he had in the past, though this may just be because he used to weigh...
...loud music and intelligence. This is music that bounces like a gangsta rapper's lowrider, snarls like Nine Inch Nails, and yet speaks out on issues with insurgent eloquence. In the early '90s, bands like Nirvana played loud, punkish music that thoughtfully expressed their alienation. Today, novelty acts like Blink 182 play loud, dumb music proudly, and the gap between the volume of the music and the emptiness of the lyrics only increases the sense of inanity. Also, a good deal of the latest heavy rock asserts itself by being casually dismissive of women. "She's got issues!" screams...
...sound is good, the space is wide and the lights blink and flash, but Axis ultimately exudes the air of a dive, an image which, to be fair, must be intentional. It's dank with low ceilings, rendering it perfect for the hardcore fans of the cutting-edge acts shipped here from Europe and Japan. Many of dance music's big names played here while they were still perched before the edge of Rolling Stone stardom. Good shows, unfortunately, aren't always listed. Look for flyers (try Boston Beat Imports on Newbury St.), or call. Abercrombie and Fitch types...