Although some conservatives disapproved of Bill Clinton's appointment of Dr. Joycelyn Elders as surgeon general, many Democrats had trouble with the president's reason for her dismissal. Apparently, there is no room for a Cabinet member who defends abortion, speaks frankly about drugs and--the reason she was fired--speculates about explaining masturbation to schoolkids. Consider this month's Interview, in which Dr. Elders tells David Nimmons that Jesse Helms is a bigot and guesses that Newt Gingrich never plays Onan the Barbarian, to be the closest look yet at the candid opinions of a former Clinton insider. Sadly, free speech is losing ground beyond the Beltway, too. We sent teams of pollsters and young reporters to colleges to find out why campuses are in the grip of PC. In The Safe Generation (illustrated by Mike Benny), Assistant Editor Chip Rowe provides the disturbing report.
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She has been a clue in the New York Times crossword puzzle, listed as: Actress Mia. But Mia Sara, 27, is better known for her screen roles, recently as Jean-Claude Van Damme's mistreated missus in Time Cop. "That was me hanging from a rooftop in ice-cold Vancouver. Then they put a rain machine on me. I nearly passed out."
Candice Bergen is a take-charge woman as Murphy Brown, but when it comes to home viewing, her nine-year-old daughter calls the shots. "I watch whatever videos Chloe is interested in," concedes Bergen. "We used to screen Bambi, Fantasia and Snow White--my own favorite as a kid--but now she's past the Disney stage." Dwarfs and deer have been ditched for Hitch: Rear Window, To Catch a Thief and Notorious. "She loves mysteries and knows all the stars of the Thirties and Forties," brags Mom. Other mother-daughter picks are The Treasure of the Sierra Madre, It's a Wonderful Life and a few films by Dad (Louis Malle). Any of Mom's films on the shelf? "I tried showing Chloe The Wind and the Lion once," reports Bergen, "but she doesn't like to watch her mother in the movies."
This month's head trip back in time will reawaken the teenybopper in you. From MPI comes Hullabaloo (1965-66), NBC's weekly rock-and-roll showcase (and answer to ABC's hit Shindig). The four-tape set features the era's big names (from Chuck Berry to the Byrds) and, from London, Beatles manager Brian Epstein introducing new British acts. Rhino, meanwhile, has released Head, the Monkees' 1969 psychedelic musical. The film was co-produced by director Bob Rafelson and Jack Nicholson, just about the time they were putting together Five Easy Pieces. (If you think that's odd personnel, check out Head's supporting cast: Victor Mature, Annette Funicello, Frank Zappa, Teri Garr and Sonny Liston.) Finally, Columbia House (800-638-2922) is offering a collector's edition of Lost in Space, the Sixties saga chronicling the space family Robinson's attempts to find its way to Alpha Centauri--this despite aliens, space pirates and Dr. Smith, the most duplicitous wuss in the universe. Remember the accordion-armed robot screaming, "Danger, Will Robinson"? Has time flown or what?
You can always bank on filmmaker Tim Burton to give you an eyeful. Touchstone's deluxe, three-disc (CAV) boxed set of Burton's brilliantly spooky puppet show, The Nightmare Before Christmas, includes the full-length feature, a behind-the-scenes documentary (including interviews with Burton and director Henry Selick), background art, storyboards, sequences never animated, trailers, production photos, a still-frame archive and a hardcover book that includes the complete lyrics from the movie. The real gold mine? Frankenweenie and Vincent, two early shorts by Burton. The real nightmare? It'll set you back a hundred bucks.
So much for the new pretty trend in adult video. Patrick Collins' rugged Sodomania series is as close to porn verité as you can get. Starring unknown talent (you'd swear the women were right off the street) in unglamorous settings, this rough-edged collection features vignettes that begin at the sexual edge and keep going--unleashing a rarely normal, sometimes brutal, always powerful erotic energy. Shall we mention the toe-sex scene in Volume Nine: Doin' Time? That's all we have to say. Now you're on your own.
With Shawshank Redemption, Hollywood renewed its devotion to prison movies. Up the river and into the VCR, your vid tour of the small-screen cooler includes: Escape From Alcatraz (1979): Clint in the clink. Eastwood and pals portray the only real-life cons ever to check out of the fabled offshore lockup prematurely. Look for newcomer Danny Glover.
After a long layoff, Stone Roses, one of the few English groups that even remotely matter anymore, resurfaces with a sensuous blast of psychedelia on Second Coming (Geffen). Patience pays off as you find hooks in all that atmosphere.
With a voice that's still as dark as a Mississippi midnight and with guitar picking that's just as deep blue, John Lee Hooker keeps rolling on at the age of 75. Chill Out (Pointblank/Virgin) shows that Hooker still has the fire in his belly. While guest stars abound on these 12 tracks (Carlos Santana, Van Morrison, R&B great Charles Brown), Hooker's grainy bass voice and rattlesnake guitar runs keep him in the lead role. Talkin' the Blues, a meditation on a musician's life on the road, and the beautiful little ballad Too Young, a tune about teenage love, are poignant.
One cliché of rock interviewing is the musician who "hates labels," as if there were a way to describe music without saying what it is. Faced with tens of thousands of selections at the CD store, how would you know what to buy if there weren't categories? Then again, a few--very few--artists actually defy categorization by sheer force of originality. Chris Whitley is one of them. In 1991 Whitley's first album, Living With the Law, set a new standard for updating the blues. Playing different guitars through different amps with varying effects, Whitley opened up slide playing to a new realm of possibilities. On Din of Ecstasy (Work/Columbia) he opens another door by playing mostly within the context of a power trio. If he used to be Lou Reed crossed with Bukka White, he has now added John Coltrane and Cream to the mix. Whitley's naturally bent brain adds so many twists to slide guitar that your own neurotransmitters will be broadcasting from other continents. His slack vocals and his dark lyrics about "wild pagan love" will leave you happy you've listened--and just as happy you aren't Chris Whitley. We'll call it the blues.
In the hands of a master like Sonny Landreth on South of 1-10 (Zoo/Praxis), the slide guitar can evoke Irish reels (Creole Angel), rural blues (J.B. Lenoir's Mojo Boogie), modern Cajun two-steps (Cajun Waltz) or a southern version of heartland rock and roll (Turning Wheel).
On Above & Below (Epicure), New York percussionist Leon Parker applies deceptively simple polyrhythms to a fetching batch of original tunes as well as to Thelonious Monk and Duke Ellington chestnuts. Call it jazz from a world-beat perspective. It's hard to resist.
You won't find many debut albums more vibrant and stylish than Kurt Elling's Close Your Eyes (Blue Note). This modern hipster may be the perfect jazz singer for the Nineties: In a decade hellbent on recasting the century's popular culture, Elling can invest his hunky baritone with either a Sinatra swagger or a beat poet's sincerity. Take Dolores, a high octane Wayne Shorter tune from the Sixties, for which Elling has written lyrics full of local color you would expect from Tom Waits or Joni Mitchell. (But Elling's lyrics--the words themselves--swing like Basie.) For all this energy, Elling also has a remarkable feel for the slow stuff. His composition (Hide the) Salome is a pulsing blues about sexual predation. Elling has yet to gain complete control over his style; too often, his enthusiasm all but floods the track. But for every such misstep, you can count three or four triumphs.
Massive Attack is one of the more popular British bands of the Nineties. Anchored by three musicians from Bristol (3-D, Mushroom, Daddy G) and producer Nellee Hooper (best known in the U.S. for co-producing Soul II Soul), this multiracial aggregation mixes elements of soul, hip-hop, reggae and dance music into a smart, slick, glossy blend.
Ever since Gregorian chants hit the charts, medieval vocals have been a bonanza. Much of the recent product is gimmicky, but some of it is captivating. Love's Illusion (Harmonia Mundi) is a fine recording of 13th century French motets sung by the female quartet Anonymous 4. Less droning (and more complex) than chants, these ethereal songs reveal why romantic longing became a thematic mainstay in Western secular music.
The Best of Nashboro Gospel (Nashboro/AVI) is a brilliantly selected compilation that includes selections by Madame Edna Gallman Cooke (Stop Gambler), Brother Joe May (Wake Me Shake Me) and Professor Harold Boggs (I've Fixed It With Jesus). There is also some great group harmony, including the Famous Skylarks on Roll Jordan Roll.
Urban Dance Squad, Persona Non Grata (Virgin): In aggression and guitar power, this Dutch group's third album picks up where Run D.M.C.'s Rock Box left off. In vocal grit, they are the successors to the Beastie Boys. I don't know whether this is a rock group that raps or a hip-hop band with metal density. But I suspect the answer is that Urban Dance Squad is both.
Sitting on the examining table with my shirt off, I wait nervously for the X rays to arrive. A dull ache pulses from my right shoulder. The ache blossoms into sharp, searing pain if I raise my arm. When I pantomime tossing a baseball, the shoulder feels like it's packed with shards of glass. I wonder if I'll ever again be able to throw a pass, serve a tennis ball or paddle a surfboard.
You don't want to look like a jerk, barging into that place with weird art on the walls and ordering a cup of plain coffee. It just isn't done. You want to show that you are a 21st century man. So you make it fancy.
My new girlfriend and I have never been able to climax at the same time. I come after a few minutes, and then it takes another 15 minutes to bring her to orgasm. Is this normal, and what can we do to get our arousal into sync?--Y.T., New York, New York.
In January, judges at the Sundance Film Festival awarded the Playboy Foundation's Freedom of Expression Award to When Billy Broke His Head and Other Tales of Wonder. (The foundation sponsors the $5000 award for the documentary that "best investigates, educates and enlightens the public on issues of social concern.")
Miss July 1955, the first girl-next-door Playmate, was playmate, was Playboy Subscription Manager Janet Pilgrim. She agreed to pose if the boss would buy a new Addressograph machine needed by Playboy's overworked Circulation Department. Reader response to Janet was overwhelming, and she was photographed as a Playmate two more times, in December 1955 and October 1956. The date in formal attire visible in the background of the photograph is Hugh M. Hefner.
A high-energy day in the life of the Playmate of the Year: A nightclub in Julie Cialini's hometown of Rochester, New York was sponsoring a bungee-jumping event, and with no rocky gorges available to plummet into, the club's owners strapped the big rubber band to a 150-foot-tall crane. But the event needed something special, something irresistible, something . . . someone like Julie Cialini. So they invited Miss February 1994 to take the plunge, and she did so with her impeccable sense of style and athleticism. She selected a string bikini to wear during her fall from the heavens, and she leapt not once but three times.
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