Saturday, September 25, 2010

Comedy Without Shame: No topic is taboo for Chelsea Handler



By Chris Carney


It would be far too easy, and quite condescending, to suggest that Chelsea Handler is a man trapped in a woman’s body. Sure her humor is crass, filled with vulgarities and topics traditionally associated with men on a guy’s night out. She blatantly professes her numerous sexual conquests in a manner that requires a high five from her nearest bro. She even relishes a deep affection for drinking and other habits traditionally deemed unladylike. Yet, none of these “manly” traits take away from her inherent femininity and womanly appeal. In fact, these traits combine, like a well-portioned cocktail, to make Handler one of the coolest chicks on the planet.

Women love her. Men want to be her. Women and men alike want to be with her. Handler defines the term “Renaissance woman,” even though she’d likely berate you for calling her such while sipping on the dirty martini she stole from you.

Raised in Livingston, N.J., Handler is the youngest of six children parented by a Jewish father and a Mormon mother. This melding of cultural and religious influences birthed a unique worldview that is both at odds with tradition and all inclusive of it. No topic is immune to her sarcastic rants, visceral diatribes and self-deprecating banter.

Handler began her professional life on the comedy circuit that has introduced us to some of America’s funniest people. From there she made the rounds on shows such as Girls Behaving Badly, The Tonight Show and The View. She became so sought after that she was able to turn down a gig on Dancing With the Stars. Her memoir, My Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands brought her national acclaim. Her second book, Are You There, Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea, secured her fame. The books, coupled with her top-rated E! show, Chelsea Lately, have pushed her onto the A-list. She even won a Bravo A-List Award to prove it.

It is her consistently hilarious skewering of celebrity culture, current events and general nonsense on Chelsea Lately that has cemented her place as a dominant force in late-night television, a realm traditionally dominated by the men she so ably manipulates.

Is it any wonder that America is fascinated with Handler? In an age where equality is deemed to be a given, why do her antics upset some and thrill others? Perhaps because she exposes a hidden truth, that despite our progress there are still avenues to be explored and stereotypes to be torn down.
No one seems more capable of shining the light on these hidden areas of modern-day life than the woman who once said, “I think we can all agree that sleeping around is a great way to meet people.”

Beginning to Fly: Vampire Weekend’s rapid ascent powered by multifarious inspiration




By Chris Carney
Formed in 2006 while expanding their minds at Columbia University, Vampire Weekend took their name from a short film made by singer Ezra Koenig. While the film appears clunky, amateurish and typical of college-made films, the band it helped spawn defies easy classification.
Heavily influenced by African pop music and American classical, Vampire Weekend’s sound is nearly impossible to categorize. Each measurement, opinion or label attached is quickly exposed as unfit or insufficiently wide.
Referring to their sound as “Upper West Side Soweto,” after the Johannesburg neighborhood, the band inspires emotions that run the gamut from happy to odd to bewildered. Listen to their self-titled debut and you just may feel like wrapping yourself in a tiger-print Snuggie while sipping some West African coffee.

Despite, or perhaps because of, their oddly varied influences, Vampire Weekend has been lauded with accolades—Spin named them the Best New Band of 2008 even before their debut hit the shelves. Christian Lander, infamous for his website Stuff White People Like, dubbed them the “whitest band” and Australian music magazine Triple J included four songs from their debut in their Top 100 for 2008.

Despite their sudden fame, the boys of Vampire Weekend haven’t let their accomplishments cloud them. Their second album, Contra, surged to the top of the Billboard charts, and just like that, they had gone from an obscure indie foursome to serving as the musical guest on Saturday Night Live. They were now a band everybody either knew, wanted to know or was purposely ignoring with a “too cool for school” attitude.

Everyone has friends that wanted to hate Vampire Weekend, just as they’d previously done with fantasy football, Facebook and Pandora. One wonders just how long it’ll take before their iPods are blaring the joyous pop music of these Ivy League grads.

Vocalist Ezra Koenig may just be a reincarnation of Buddy Holly. His quick, staccato vocals and adrenaline-filled delivery are ultra-reminiscent of the horn-rimmed spectacled legend of the ’60s.
Like Holly, Vampire Weekend has reached the peak of fame very quickly and to date the burden of fame has been well worn. They’ve toured extensively with the likes of the Shins, are managed by the same group that helped the White Stripes dominate the world and have been featured in the Will Ferrell movie Step Brothers, the BBC show The Inbetweeners and on both Guitar Hero 5 and LEGO Rock Band.

Yes, Vampire Weekend has made it. They’ve crested the charts, become the darlings of the indie music crowd and likely been proposed to by innumerable hipster girls in every town they’ve performed in.
Not at all bad for four guys from the right side of the tracks whose musical career started with a humorous hip-hop band. Fans worldwide await their next push towards fame and fortune. Come along for the ride.