ARTS The Michigan Daily *Das Damen damns them all Tuesday, November 14, 1989 Page 7 Mind and wiratter Author Ethan Canin intertwines thought, action BY ROB FLAGGERT YEAH. Once again the Blind Pig turns into a grunge-fury/follicle- laden pillbox tonight as WCBN con- tinues its infamous Wah-Wah Night. Nirvana. Flaming Lips. Big Chief. Mudhoney. Screw that. Tonight the forefathers of some of these great bands take the stage - a band that dared to experiment with the grueling effects of the foot-pedal long before Mudhoney muffed them- selves to fame or Dinosaur juniored themselves. This is Wah-Wah's big brother's night. And they intend to take full advantage of it as Twin/Tone bigwigs Das Damen ,brush out a set of everything from . "Tsavo" to "Click!" tonight at 208 S. First St. The New York-based quatro first hooked up in late 1984, but didn't appear on the nationwide scene until 1986, which saw the release of their first vinyl, a six-song EP on Thurston Moore's Ecstatic Peace la- bel. The self-titled EP, upon which was ground out such gems as the *fury-fed "Tsavo" and the roughly hewn power ballad "Trick Question," earned them their first U.S. tour and a record deal with the California- based SST. The short-lived Ecstatic Peace EP was immediately re-re- leased, increasing both notoriety and availability. The lineup has been somewhat fluid through the years with tag-team bassists, but the arnen are currently back to their original lineup: guitarists/vocalists Jim Walters and Alex Totino, bassist Dave Motamed,, and drummer Lyle Hysen. Discography since the first EP BY THOMAS SMUTS ETHAN Canin published "Emperor of the Air" last year when he was 27 years old and in his fourth year of medical school. Before then his work had appeared in The Atlantic and Ploughshares and had been in- cluded among "The Best American Short Stories" of 1985 and 1986. Canin comes to Ann Arbor tonight to read from his works. His stories tend to be ambitious both themati- cally and structurally. He addresses issues of life and death, and his characters are given to reflection about the wider patterns of their lives. As here: "(W)hen I recall my life my mood turns sour and I am reminded that no man truly makes proper use of his time. We are blind and small-minded. We are dumb as snails and as frightened, full of vanity and mis-informed about the importance of things." Such, in a story- which narrates the renewal of his love for his wife, an old man thinks. But Canin's stories are also wonderfully full of action. One of his strongest talents is the ability to use reflective characters in a plot that focuses their lives. The climax tends to be an event, rather than a thought. So, for example, a son and father wrestle at the conclusion of "The Carnival Dog, the Buyer of Diamonds"; in the wonderfully physical scene the' reader senses echoes of the fear of death and of love that make the story so beautiful. Or, for example, the carnival whirr of ther final paragraph from "Lies": "I'm on the way to Fountain Lake, going fast in a car, the red arrow shivering around 75 in the dial, a girl next to me, pretty,- smelling the way nice girls do. And I turn to her and' I don't know why except you get a feeling when you finally bust out, and I say, 'I love you Katy,' in= a certain kind of voice, my foot crushing the accelera" tor and the car booming along the straightaways like it's some kind of rocket." The narrator here is 1', has just quit his job at a movie theater and is about to marry Katy. Canin's prose captures the deceiving feelings of power and freedom. Canin's intricately crafted stories mix the carniyal and the reflective, things of the world and of the spirit, to great effect. They are well worth reading' And hearing. k This picture may look kind of familiar, like d lot of other ones that have sappeared on this page with some regularity. But this week's Wah-Wah Night is special: Das Damen grinds its hairy bretheren into the grunge. ETHAN CANIN will read tonight at 7.30 p.m. Hillel. Tickets are $5 for students. at has grown like fungus; each year sees at least one new slab. 1989 is no different. The band has a new contract with the Minneapolis record company Twin/Tone, and their latest album - Mousetrap - has been making waves nationwide. The new album is good, but Twin/Tone un- fortunately utilized their seemingly omnipresent insistence of overpro- duction and kept it well out of range of greatness (e.g. Soul Asylum, Re- placements). The ballads are pitiful examples of rock 'n' roll lameness, weak at best. Nothing like the hard- edged, slow-tempoed "Slave Bird" from the first EP. Even the explo- sive drum/riff-ridden tune "Demag- netized" is castrated by the over EQ- ing of the vocals. Twin/Tone pro- duction is like a fucking leash around their necks. Screw it. Take your dog to the Arb to run - take Das Damen to the Pig. Fortunately, T/T won't be there tonight. And Das Damen live is not to be missed. After the re-release of the debut EP, the Damen began a two year touring bout a la SST, as in playing almost constantly. DD first gained attention as a live band in NY, but it wasn't until the first SST tour with Black Flag and Gone that they were really noticed. After shaving the skulls of Gone with their psychotic wah-wah work and blasting the tattoos off Flag with a jackhammer rhythm, these wig-wag- ging, rock-maestros took their right- ful place as the new band on the block. Dinosaur jr.-esque guitar and split-ended drops and starts add to their naturally conditioned stage per- sonalities, as anyone who has seen them live can attest. DAS DAMEN play their Hendrix/ DinofMeatPuppets/Zeppelin-ish hearts out tonight at the Blind Pig. Opening for DD are Twin/Tone stinkers Skunk. Cover is $5 at the door, and doors open at 9:30. If you don't show you're a sissy. He avyPe tti'ngmae o utpretentiouslyarifll BY MIKE KUNIAVSKY Younger generations have always looked upon their ancestors with a kind of sarcasm: the mistakes, fash- ions and fads of their mothers and fa- thers are taken, exaggerated and spit right back out, sometimes just a generation later. The recent popular- ity of designer-ripped clothing, acid house and long hair (but with a pony tail to show greater restraint in the repressed '80s) all point to a mock- ing, reactionary reverence for the Youth Movement without the bur- den of any of its convictions. Into this foray comes Obie Benz's (The Atomic Caft) latest documentary, Heavy Petting. It pre- sumably seeks to uncover new truths about the current status of sex and interpersonal relationships by exam- ining the dichotomy fed Young America in the '50s and early '60s. Lamentably, all it accomplishes is a narcissistic, self-indulgent trip through Benz's Little Black Book. The film is structured as a series of interviews with various personali- ties about their adolescent sexual ex- periences, intercut with shots and scenes from instructional and feature films of the '50s, some of which are edited to music from the same pe- riod. The talking heads range from Laurie Anderson, David Byrne and Spalding Gray to Josh Mostel, Ab- bie Hoffman and William S. Bur- roughs. Unfortuately for Benz, even though these people are generally talented and interesting in their own right, they often do not have that Laurie Anderson... ..is just one of the merry hipsters reminiscing in Heavy Petting much to say (or that much that's in- teresting) about their sexual matu- rity. For example, William S. Bur- See HEAVY, page 8 CLASSIFIED ADS! Call 764-0557 i Kimo Ford Embry-Riddle University The Fords have always driven Vol kswagens. gens Ask Kimo Ford why he bought a Volkswagen and get ready for some family history. "Everyone in my family has driven a Volkswagen at one time or another. My dad had a Microbus in the Sixties. My mom and sister both drove Beetles. And my brother, who's also a student, drives an '83 Volkswagen Rabbit. "So when I saved enough money to buy a car there was only one logical choice. A Volkswagen. My car's a'79 Rabbit. With 145,000 miles on it. Ten years old and all those miles and it's still running great. "If you ask me, it's the perfect student's car. Good on gas. Fun to drive. And big enough to carry four friends." Even so, Kimo is already think- ing about his next car. Another Volkswagen? "Absolutely. A GTI. White. Gotta have white." n~it's time to think about ,A t 9M t a } t -. d 1 h +ti i ' s ar 3 C, .4 M