I'm a big fan of bizarro music, and nothing in the modern musical universe is more bizarre than contemporary "classical" music. From freaky polyrhythms to scales that have no relation whatsoever to the standard 12-tone note series familiar to Western listeners, you never know what you're going to get.
Man Versus Machine
Alexander Rodchenko: Modern Photography, Photomontage and Film at the UNM Art Museum
Hopping from Vancouver to California to New York to Spain, a major traveling exhibit of work by the legendary Russian avant-garde artist Alexander Rodchenko has finally made its way to Albuquerque. The exhibit offers viewers a rare opportunity to consider the profound contributions Rodchenko made to 20th century modernist art while working within the restrictive confines of an authoritarian state.
The Way of All Flesh
I love a good cemetery, largely because death and decay, like chocolate and peanut butter, always seem to go so well together. David Bach and Lauri Dickinson's interest in cemeteries is somewhat less morbid than mine. A new exhibit of Bach's black and white photographs and Dickinson's wax-encased mixed-media images focuses on the quiet, gentle aspects of bone yards all over the world. The Way of All Flesh opens this Friday, March 26, with a reception from 5 to 7 p.m. at the Inpost Artspace. The show runs through April 26. 268-0044.
Director David Nava has brought a new production of Shakespeare's disturbing tragedy Othello to the Adobe Theater stage. As head of the American Shakespeare Project, Nava has plenty of experience staging Shakespeare, so this classic tale of revenge, jealousy and betrayal should be worth checking out. Fridays and Saturdays at 8 p.m. Sundays at 2 p.m. $12 general, $10 students/seniors. The play runs through April 11. 892-0697.
From the Crypt
Book of the Dead
A few years ago, while tooling around Guadalajara all by my lonesome, I came across a funky little exhibit consisting entirely of images of dead kids. Tiny lifeless bodies bleeding on slabs of cold stone. Tiny lifeless bodies clutched in the arms of mourning parents. Tiny lifeless bodies slumped against walls. Tiny lifeless bodies, lots of them, in every imaginable context.
"Mario, I f**king hate you/You said you were at work then whys your car HERE at HER place?? You're a f**king LIAR/I hate you/I f**king hate you/Amber/PS Page me later."
The Anatomy of Fascism
Paxton cuts the bugger open and gives us a good, nasty look at its beating black heart. It ain't a pretty picture, but it's one we should all tape to our refrigerators to remind us to be vigilant in the face of new and mutating authoritarian threats around the world.