Sunday, June 17, 2007

Into the Cauldron: Don Orsillo


Meet Don Orsillo, play-by-play announcer for the Boston Red Sox on New England Sports Network. Has an annoying habit of giggling like a nine-year-old girl at analyst Jerry Remy's in-game "jokes." Nickname: The Thumb.

Despite the fact that he's a well-paid professional broadcaster with a dream job, Orsillo loves joking about how some of the opposing players' names are difficult to pronounce. This first happened a couple of weeks ago during a game against the Atlanta Braves. He basically refused to make any effort to correctly pronounce the name of the Braves catcher, Jerrod Saltalamacchia. Usually he would just say "Saltamacchia" and then titter with Jerry about how hard that name was to pronounce. At one point he said "It has like five or six words in there." Presumably he meant syllables.

But is it really that hard? Sal-ta-la-mac-chi-a. It's Italian, just like "Orsillo." Come on, Thumb! A paisan!

Then, this past week, the Colorado Rockies come to town. The Rockies catcher: Yorvit Torrealba. At shortstop: Troy Tulowitzki. And in center field: Ryan Spilborghs. You would have thought Orsillo had never operated his larynx before, to hear him stumble over and complain about these names. Are they really that hard, Don? Sound it out. Torrealba = Torre-alba = Joe Torre + Jessica Alba. Easy peasy! Plus, the media guide provides a handy pronunciation guide for each name. Use it.

The half-assed effort to pronounce these names, coupled with the incessant jokey complaining about it, had me mentally dunking Orsillo in a cauldron of molten lead. Is it too much to ask that a broadcaster do his job, practice the tougher names beforehand, and just say the name without any extraneous comment? It's your effing job, Orsillo, to call the game accurately and informatively, period. Leave your effervescent "personality" and "quirky goofiness" and "crypto-xenophobic mispronunciations" out of it.

Into the cauldron with you!

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

In the Cauldron



This is a new segment that I'd like to do on a regular basis. As some of you know, I get easily aggravated by small, often inconsequential things, and usually vent my frustration in unhealthy or annoying manners. This will be a way for me to do this without driving the people around me completely crazy. The degree of my discontent will be measured on a semantics scale, from "headbutt" to "up against the wall", with other ratings in between to be announced later, as I make them up.

My target today (no pun intended) is...the Beatles! Their catlaog is co-owned by Michael Jackson and Sony/ATV Music Publishing, but my understanding is that the surviving Beatles, along with the Lennon and Harrison widows still have full creative control of the music. So, I will blame them for letting Target use the McCartney tune "Hello Goodbye" in its most recent ad campaign, and I will blame Paul in particular for allowing this to happen since he wrote the song.

So, Paul, step on up and come get your headbutt! You deserve it, lad!

Monday, June 11, 2007

LA Celebrity Sighting #16



Keith Morris (seen here on the right) was the original singer for Black Flag until 1979 when he left and formed the hardcore skate/surf-punk outfit the Circle Jerks out of Hermosa Beach. Any self-respecting SoCal punk fan should have the Circle Jerks' debut album Group Sex on their shelf. I ran into Keith at Amoeba Records in Hollywood, buying a shitload of vinyl, and anxiously examining them at the counter for scratches. Sure, he looks like a goofball these days - a mix between Leon Trotsky and a Jah dance-hall DJ - but if you doubt the significance of this man's recording career, go home and download Black Flag's Nervous Breakdown EP. Don't argue - just do it.

LA Celebrity Sighting #15



I ran into Mary-Louise Parker at Whole Foods in West Hollywood, in aisle 2, by the chips, salsa and cookies section; she was there with some nondescript guy and a toddler, and all I really remember is that she looked right at me and smiled, and I thought she was the most attractive dope dealer I've ever seen! Snoop was right: she is quite the MILF!

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

HELP!


For the longest time, I treated the Beatles' collection of recordings as a two-tier catalog: there was Revolver in 1966, with everything that came after it, and then there was the stuff before that, the Beatlemania stuff. When I discovered the Beatles, I immediately gravitated to the later-period recordings, and I pretty much ignored the pre-Revolver releases. Years later, I got into the other albums, like Rubber Soul and Help!, and while listening to the title track of Help! tonight, I was reminded how absolutely brilliant these guys had gotten by early 1965! In particular, I think that Paul and George's background singing on the verses for that track is proof that the Lennon/McCartney song-writing team was pure genius. For that little bit alone, they are forever gods in my mind.

Monday, June 04, 2007

LA Celebrity Sightings #12-14



It's been a while since I've posted my last entry, but I certainly made up for the wait with a nice cluster-sighting at the Arclight Theater in Hollywood. R and I were there to see Zodiac, when we ran into these three folks in the lobby, talking in a group. For those of you who are fans of the show The Shield, you will recognize them as "Danny", "Corrine" and "Dutch", aka Catherine Dent, Cathy Cahlin and Jay Karnes, repectively. This multiple sighting was exciting for me because I am a fan of the show, and it was a bit like running into 3/5 of a band you like, so I kept looking around to see if the others were there....where are you Michael Chiklis?