Eat to the Beat
"I look fat, but it has nothing to do with my eating disorder," petite Miho Hatori of NYC's food-obsessed Cibo Matto cryptically joked soon after she and her partner, Yuka Honda, declared themselves Charles Bronson Jr. and Neil Young at their kicky Bottom of the Hill show Sunday night. Though their dance-hop sample sculptures from the new Viva! La Woman lost a bit in the translation to bare-bones keyboards and DAT setup, Cibo Matto "Know Your Chicken," if you know what they mean (we sure don't). On that song, Beastie guest Adam Horowitz lent some hardcore juice while Hatori screamed, "I was cruisin' in Brooklyn, if you know what I mean." Sure, something about "Beef Jerky," if you know what we're saying.
The Death of Print
Apart from executives at Urban Outfitters, who will admit to creating and marketing an "alternative" aesthetic? Look at graphic-design superstar David Carson, formerly of the style-setting and frequently illegible Raygun magazine. He's not "sitting down wondering what Generation X wants to see next," according to The End of Print, his nearly readable coffee-table tome from Chronicle Books. The ironic finality of the title may suggest an Internet fantasy, but it equally hints at textual obsolescence. Raygun is often full of densely packed paragraphs and artfully erased sections. "Just because something is legible doesn't mean it communicates; it could be communicating the completely wrong thing," Carson is quoted. Decide for yourself Thursday, Feb. 15, at the Center for the Arts Theater. Call 978-2787.
By Sia Michel, Glen Helfand