Things I Hate

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Have a juicy tale of romantic woe? We want to hear it!

Posted by Reader staff on 01.17.13 at 03:30 PM

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We here at the Reader love a good yarn about failed romance, mostly because it makes us feel better about the chilly, lonesome nights we spend sobbing into our pillows. For our Valentine's Day issue (2/8), we're asking for your least romantic stories, be it from a single nightmarish date or a long-doomed relationship. Make them clever, funny, and probably pretty bleak. And don't assume you have to be the recipient of the romantic blunder—we all make mistakes.

Send your submissions to vday@chicagoreader.com by midnight on Sun 1/27.

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Wednesday, December 5, 2012

How to do Christmas music right

Posted by Miles Raymer on 12.05.12 at 03:38 PM

The Roots, Jimmy Fallon, Mariah Carey, and friends
  • The Roots, Jimmy Fallon, Mariah Carey, and friends
Every year, just after Thanksgiving ends, I write something on this blog about my dislike for Christmas music; in fact I already did so just over a week ago. But I'm starting to feel that arguing about Christmas music is sort of like arguing about cilantro, where there are people who understand the truth of the matter (Christmas music is terrible, cilantro is nasty and tastes like soap) and people who refuse to do so—and no argument, no matter how eloquent it is, will change their minds.

And that's fine. Or rather it's not fine, but I don't care enough to continue the fight. Instead I will try to do whatever I can to point people towards the few tolerable pieces of Christmas music in existence in the hopes that it will crowd out some of the flat-out terrible stuff from their holiday playlists.

Like, for instance, the Roots and Jimmy Fallon collaborating with Mariah Carey on a rendition of her "All I Want for Christmas Is You," performed with the same kind of kindergarten-music instrumentation as that used in their utterly delightful performance of "Call Me Maybe." Check it out after the jump.

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Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Joe Budden is a turkey

Posted by Leor Galil on 11.21.12 at 06:47 AM

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Joe Budden is the worst. That's a variation of the phrase my friend Alex and I kept repeating while fleeing a "performance" by the New Jersey rapper back in 2008; that saying and the moment that inspired it springs to mind often enough for me to consider Budden's concert a total flop, and thus a perfect fit for this week's Variations on a Theme.

I wasn't a Budden fan prior to seeing him onstage—I actually ended up at the show for a school assignment. I'd been taking a sociology class on youth subcultures in my final semester at Brandeis University in Waltham, Massachusetts, and part of the coursework for one particular project required my peers and me to attend a few hip-hop shows, much to my delight. But due to my overly packed schedule and the difficulty that comes with trying to see live music in a Boston suburb with few public transportation options, I wound up snapping up a ticket to see Joe Budden at Cambridge's Middle East Downstairs out of academic obligation rather than interest. Fortunately I had a comrade-in-arms in Alex, who shared my lack of interest in Budden.

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Monday, November 19, 2012

Talking about turkeys (duds) all week long

Posted by Tal Rosenberg on 11.19.12 at 09:13 AM

Is that Guy Fieri? No, just a turkey.
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  • Is that Guy Fieri? No, just a turkey.
Perhaps you've read Pete Wells's New York Times restaurant review of Guy's American Kitchen & Bar, the gargantuan new Times Square food circus presented by noted celebrity chef Guy Fieri? Isn't it neat how the entire review was written in a series of direct and rhetorical questions? Can you believe that those questions were all virulent takedowns of the restaurant? Did anyone anticipate it would generate responses from so many people, both positive and negative? Who would have thought that even Guy Fieri would respond on national television? What about you? Do you think the review is ground zero for a discussion about the value and purpose of criticism? Do you think it says something about class and taste? And don't you think these sentences phrased as questions get kind of annoying after a while?

Did you know that we have this weekly blog series called Variations on a Theme, in which Reader writers explore a subject each week on the Bleader? Like last week's The Next Four Years Week—did you read that? Isn't it coincidental that Thanksgiving falls this week—a holiday wherein eating a turkey is a trademark—and that everyone's talking about Pete Wells reviewing a turkey, e.g., a total failure or flop? What if Reader writers spend this week writing about various instances in which they have had to deal with reviewing or encountering a turkey?

Well, they will be. Check back on the Bleader all this week for Turkey Week, this week's Variations on a Theme.

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Monday, October 22, 2012

Debating debates this week because of this debate-filled day

Posted by Tal Rosenberg on 10.22.12 at 08:32 AM

Drawing of the 1960 Kennedy-Nixon Debate, Franklin McMahon
  • Drawing of the 1960 Kennedy-Nixon Debate, Franklin McMahon
Tonight is the final presidential debate before the election, and thank goodness. The past month has been a nonstop stream of online chatter about these presidential debates—who won, who performed with more energy, what it means for the election—even though they've seemed like nothing more than a giant theatrical charade, more so than any other time before. But hey, they've been entertaining, and since we love a good debate, this week's Variations on a Theme is Debate Week. (In case you missed it, here's Local Artist Week, last week's Variations on a Theme.)

Lately, the presidential debates are what come to mind when the word "debate" is mentioned (at least in America, and especially in the media), but the topic would be a prescient one even at a different time of the year. In media, whether it be print, televisual, or digital, the debate format is more popular than ever. News articles increasingly take a tack that will engender lively comments section—the website Slate has even created a Twitter hashtag that lampoons the publication's tendency to publish blatantly contrarian articles. Television news programs do less investigative journalism and more roundtable discussions between pundits who look like they want to do little more than promote their own brand. And Twitter and Facebook comment boxes (not to mention comment sections on websites) are unending sources of debates between friends, colleagues, acquaintances, friends of friends, people who don't know each other, and trolls.

In the current media landscape, debates are ubiquitous, so what better to write about? Tune in all this week to read Reader writers on the presidential debates, topics that are being debated, or the notion of debates. By the time it ends, we might decide to do soliloquy week as a respite.

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Monday, August 6, 2012

We made it through Lollapalooza

Posted by Leor Galil on 08.06.12 at 02:10 PM

What a shitshow
It's pretty standard to see concerned souls fervently preaching to the masses as they descend upon big rock festivals, and Lollapalooza definitely makes the cut. Just before noon on Saturday outside Lolla's main entrance, I saw a fan lambast one street-side sermonizer for shopping at JCPenney—to which the headstrong evangelist replied, "You're gonna be shopping in the devil's hell pretty soon."

The megaphone-toting preacher's words stuck with me throughout Lollapalooza. In a way he was right; if hell is a place that punishes people for overindulging in something by forcing it upon them in such quantity that what they once loved becomes vile beyond recognition, then festivals can certainly be a type of hell for anyone who eats, breathes, and sleeps music. Festivals are where cherished bands perform with sound systems so shoddy or poorly run that you regret ever seeing them live. Festivals are where you go—if you're my height at least—to stand on your tiptoes to get a peek at a musician the size of a thimble from the back of the crowd. They're where you ditch any semblance of politeness to muscle your way closer to the stage—only to end up next to a meathead bigger than nearly everyone in sight who's dead set on forcing everybody smaller than him within arm's reach to crowd surf against their will, and he's looking right at you. Festivals are places that trap you for days, stick you in swarming masses of people for hours upon hours, and invade your dreams even after the headliners have finished their "impromptu" encore. Festivals are often held during the hottest months of the year—the weather's quite a bit cooler than infernal fire and brimstone, but unfortunately real.

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One dozen emotions I experienced immediately after buying $260 worth of records in Madison on Saturday

Posted by Kevin Warwick on 08.06.12 at 01:03 PM

The tough life
In order of appearance:

Disbelief
Remorse
Self-loathing
Indifference
Amusement
Happiness
Conviction
Pride
Indecision
Doubt
Shame
Acceptance

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Friday, July 6, 2012

Hold the mayo and repurpose it

Posted by Kevin Warwick on 07.06.12 at 10:10 AM

Gross, just look at it
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  • Gross, just look at it
In honor of summer and backyards, I've been hanging around a lot of barbecues as of late. Most have been obscenely sweaty affairs, filled with yellowed pit stains and glazed-over looks of exhaustion and defeat. But like any good American, you suffer through the rising temperatures, drink a can of Budweiser, and wait for your burger. Do you think old George Washington was going to disperse his army during the brutal winter months at Valley Forge? Was there ever any doubt that Mel Gibson would avenge Heath Ledger's death in The Patriot, bayonet-through-the-neck style? Certainly not! Consider the sacrifices of your founding fathers, for Christ's sake.

Of course with any good barbecue comes a deep roll call of condiments and a host of "salads"—chicken salad, potato salad, pasta salad, etc—prepared by invited guests, bless their hearts. Unfortunately for the salads, however, many contain the highly questionable, creamy white substance congealed from egg yolks, oil, salt, and vinegar.

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Monday, June 18, 2012

Against air-conditioning

Posted by Steve Bogira on 06.18.12 at 03:11 PM

The banality of evil
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  • The banality of evil
Scaremonger Tom Skilling predicts a high of 97 in Chicago today. And tomorrow. And Wednesday. I realize this may not be the perfect time to speak out against air-conditioning. But unlike certain Republican presidential candidates, I am not a "well-oiled weather vane." I can take the heat—so here goes.

More than its coconspirators (TV, DVD players, computers), air-conditioning has wounded us socially, torn us apart, and ruined communities, thereby strengthening the hand of our capitalist masters.

Believe it or not, shorties, Chicagoans once spent hot summer evenings outside—in yards and on front porches. It was stifling inside. Outside, there was at least the hope of a breeze.

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Friday, May 11, 2012

Thing I hate: Lying about being from Chicago

Posted by Tal Rosenberg on 05.11.12 at 06:33 AM

Are you from here? Maybe not.
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  • Are you from here? Maybe not.
When I was around 13 or 14, my friends and I headed up to Milwaukee to watch the Brewers play the Cubs. My memory’s a little foggy on the details, but either one of us or all of us didn’t have tickets, so we had to buy them off a scalper at the front of the stadium. Within minutes we walked by a portly fellow in full Cubs regalia—striped jersey, blue hat with red 'C' insignia, and Oakley sunglasses (then all the rage). His tickets were very reasonably priced, and as we made the exchange he asked us, "You guys from Chicago?"

"Yes," my friend responded.

"Nice. Where in Chicago are you from?"

"All over, Near North Side over here, Rogers Park over here. How about yourself?"

"Zion."

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