new media

Monday, June 18th, 2007
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At this year’s third annual Chica Luna Short Film Festival, top prize went to Elvira Carrizal’s “Mariposa,” a film about a high school photographer who, motivated by reports of women murdered in Juarez, crosses the border into Mexico and is kidnapped.

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Elvira Carrizal


I have attended all three Chica Luna festivals and they gave me an idea about how maybe American media might evolve. As a young woman of color from Washington Heights in New York, I have grown to appreciate a different type of media, one that is true to my reality and the realities of the people in my life, a media that gives credit to our diverse attitudes and nature, acknowledging that we are not one-dimensional figures.

I can’t remember the details of all the festival films I’ve seen, but I do remember my experience of the festival more generally. I was made extremely uncomfortable by but was also moved by what I was watching. How intriguing, I thought to myself, “Women of color finally making films and where are the happy endings? Characters find themselves trapped in abusive relationships, are raped or beaten because of their sexual orientation. Could it be possible that ‘minority people’ can not even be ‘perfect’ in their own films?”

Still, I wasn’t discouraged; I was satisfied, because I had never seen anything like it. The violence was not celebrated, not used to amuse the audience. It was a way to raise awareness about some of the things that really happen in our communities. It dawned upon me that the point of the films in the festival was not simply to entertain. With popular media, I had grown used to fairytale endings. Now I can appreciate the brutal truth. I want to hear it and see it and even do something about it.

In its third year, the festival packed the house. Perhaps people are getting the message, maybe they have developed a taste for media that offers food for thought.

The films shown at the Chica Luna Festival are produced by independent women filmmakers and obtained through a national call for work submissions. Most of the films, however, are created by members of Chica Luna’s very own F-word program, which is a multimedia justice project for women between sixteen and twenty-five. The program was launched in January 2005 to help cultivate the talents of young women filmmakers of various racial, sexual, economic and linguistic identities, throughout the five boroughs in New York, helping them become advocates for a new media future. For an entire year they participate in weekly workshops on media literacy, filmmaking, advocacy, self-reflection and healing. Members of the F-word program are mentored and trained by industry professionals as screenwriters, directors, producers, cinematographers, and editors. In 2006 eight young women were accepted into the selective program.

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2007 Chica Luna filmmakers, from left, Jasmine Colon, Gloria Zapata, Stefanie Alleyne, C. Sala Hewitt, Glenny Cruz


Filmmaker Sala Hewitt of the F-word program says that Chica Luna allowed her to test the waters with her first short, “Good Looking Out,” a film about homophobia in African-American neighborhoods. She said it was especially rewarding for her to see the audience react sympathetically to the queer issues explored in the film, which were inspired by real-life incidents of harassment and policing in her Brooklyn community. She applied for the Chica Luna Film Festival in order to overcome her anxiety about showing her work.

“My passion is to develop and share in story-making that fills the gaps of representation for women and queer folks of color…the festival demonstrated that queer issues need not be, and I feel should not be segregated from wider cultural forums,” she said.

Chica Luna Productions is a non-profit founded in September 2001 to support women of color seeking to produce popular media that explores themes of social justice. In October 2005 the company opened a community-based office in El Barrio, New York, and now includes members in both New York and Los Angeles. Chica Luna exists to give women of color a broader identity by shattering the stereotypes of “welfare queens” and “sexual deviants,” images that are internalized and become models for behavior.

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Jazmin De La Cruz is a Chica Luna Production Intern. Filmmaker images courtesy Chica Luna Productions. Thumbnail film-still from “Mariposa.”

reverb: music from los angeles & beyond

Monday, June 18th, 2007

sea level crash

There’s something of an epidemic afflicting record stores across Los Angeles. They are dying off at an alarming rate, and it’s really starting to bum me out. Obviously, no one really knows why, but everyone seems to have a viable reason that it can be attributed to. The catch-all being our poor economy. Others prefer to blame the fucking… er, fluxing music industry. There are those who believe that with the rise of digital technology, The Record Store is becoming a thing of the past. Personally, I like to blame the overpriced juggernaut that is Amoeba Music in Hollywood. When Amoeba arrived in 2001 at the corner of Sunset & Cahuenga, Los Angeles was dazzled with its vast selection and uber-hip staff. So dazzled, that every small shop in a 50-mile radius immediately began to feel the burn. Rhino, Aron’s, House of Records, Vinyl Fetish… all shrank or disappeared. And frankly, I miss them.

The latest casualty, however, is personally a little more sad. Not only because I play poker every Tuesday night with its proprietor. Sea Level Records in Echo Park was truly one of the last honest “Record Stores,” a place where you could chat about music, catch live bands in-store that you’ve never heard of, find records from great local acts, and generally feel like your business actually mattered. The store was always scrappy… new releases didn’t always come in on time, and yeah, the couch smelled like barf. But it was perfect and largely a reflection of its owner, a man who has become a true friend in music and in life. Mr. Todd Clifford.

Imagine throwing a party that no one comes to. Then imagine doing that every single day since November 2001. That’s why Todd is closing the store. At best, Sea Level only ever broken even. It has endured shoplifters, fist fights in the alley, and most recently, a driver come through the front window (see above). Even when the store was packed for in-store performances, business was just never consistently booming enough to sustain positive morale. So with the end of June, we say goodbye to Sea Level Records.

But! The store is going out with a bang!

This Friday at Safari Sam’s, Sea Level’s having a giant farewell gala. Featuring performances from a couple of great local bands, Division Day and The Switch, several great DJs from around the city, and lots of L.A.’s most interesting folks stopping by to bid farewell to a store we all loved. If you’re going to be in Los Angeles this Friday (6.22), you know where to go.

The Switch was founded by the tall, lanky, and talented Aaron Kyle. He’s a charismatic and entertaining frontman and a wonderful songwriter. To see this band perform over the last year is to see a band hitting its stride, and doing it in tremendous strides. It’s such a marvelous thing to watch a band’s members coalesce into a single, rocking unit with every show they play and every song they write. Check out their self-titled e.p. that came out earlier this year, available on their website.

Division Day is also a band you may have begun to hear about. They released a full-length in March called “Bear-Trap Island” on Eenie Meenie Records. The record is heavy with great pop songs swathed in moody, compelling sonics. But, as great as their record is, it almost seems subdued compared to the spring-loaded intensity these guys bring live. Definitely check them out.

Everything is on sale at Sea Level until the end of the month. Lots of great deals are still sitting on those shelves. Stop by and pick something up. And remember to support your independent local music stores/bands/venues/etc. You just don’t realize what you’ve got until it’s gone.

Adios Sea Level.

Sea Level Records
1716 W. Sunset Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90026
213.989.0146.

Safari Sam’s
5214 W. Sunset Blvd.
Hollywood, CA 90027
323.666.7267

New Releases 6.19.07: Lots of good stuff! I’m most excited about Maserati, but there’s something for everyone this Tuesday. On the electronic side: Boom Bip, Maps, and Tied & Tickled Trio. Also new stuff from Jennifer Gentle, Straylight Run, local band The Silver Daggers, and one more of Mike Patton’s 3,000 side projects Tomahawk. Oh, and for all you George Thoroughgood fans… there’s a new White Stripes album out on Tuesday as well.

Obama girl

Monday, June 18th, 2007

This little YouTube gem of a cultural product is stirring up the madness. In the same vein but more raw than Alanis’s “humps,” it has been viewed 1.09 million times and has drawn 3,719 comments, many of which move along the subject of race in a predictably half-baked typing-at-work kinda (hateful) way. It’s an interesting thread to skim. The video itself is fascinating as satire of celebrity political culture and also for the way it effortlessly captures a certain kind of R&B black-video aesthetic. It’s also got some great perfectly ridiculous entendre-lines.

I can not wait till 2008
Baby, you’re the best candidate
I like it when you get hard on Hillary in debate
In the new Oval Office you’ll get your head of state

You tell the truth unlike the Right…
You can ba-rock me tonight

So who’s Obama girl, really? Democratic Party operative? Mitt Romney supporter? It’ll all come out eventually.