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Stephin Merritt with David Greenspan during the cocktail hour

On Monday night, the SOTC triumverate had the unique pleasure of eating hor d'oeuvres and standing awkwardly beside sardonic anti-hero songwriter Stephin Merritt during the cocktail hour of our paper's 55th Annual Off-Broadway Awards. Later that night, Stephin Merritt took the Webster Hall stage to accept an OBIE for his musical contributions to the David Greenspan project Coraline. "I guess I'm going to go home and put this on my mantel," Merritt said when accepting his Obie. "Do people here have mantels?"

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"That I can go to Google and the third thing that comes up "Is Stephin Merritt a racist because he doesn't like hip-hop?" It was so wrong and immoral, and it had never fully been cleared up."

A generation of terrified journalists and collaborators will tell you that Stephin Merritt is a fundamentally unknowable guy--prickly, dismissive, and exact in his tastes, which are manifest in the charming, sardonic twenty year output of the Magnetic Fields, Merritt's main songwriting and performing outlet. But notoriously glum Merritt is also beloved for these qualities, as is his band, and though he might seem at first glance to be an unlikely subject for a documentary, it makes a certain amount of sense. He's a singular artist, and a vivid personality, and in Strange Powers: Stephin Merritt and The Magnetic Fields, a new film from directors Kerthy Fix and Gail O'Hara, his charm shows.

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Seems that the long awaited and slaved over Stephin Merritt documentary now has both a name and a trailer. Strange Powers: Stephin Merritt and the Magnetic Fields is set to debut at the San Francisco Film Society, February 28th, and will hopefully then eventually make its way to New York, where some of the footage was clearly shot. Why they needed Peter Gabriel and Sarah Silverman in this film, who knows, but the part where Merritt has to explain to a cab driver why there are cameras following him around is pretty immortal. Official world premiere details (San Fran is supposed to be just a "preview") will be announced Thursday. We are way more excited about this than we were two weeks ago! [Strange Powers via Monitor Mix]

​It's our experience that Stephin Merritt is far more open about his life and work than people seem to give him credit for, but those who've found him impenetrable in the past will now have another way to get to know him--via documentary. The as-yet-untitled, 10-years-in-the-works film, directed by Kerthy Fix, has its unofficial premiere via the San Francisco Film Society on February 28th, where Merritt will be in the audience. After that, it's slated for a festival debut; Merritt calls New York home more often than not, so odds are good the doc will make its way here before the year is out as well. Those impatient for their Magnetic Fields fix need not worry--Realism, the lower-key Distortion follow-up due out next Tuesday, is currently streaming in its entirety at MySpace (through Saturday). Not sure what to make of it yet, besides that "You Must Be Out of Your Mind" is a gem. The rest, unclear. [h/t Pitchfork]

photos by Liz Clayton, via the Yo La Tengo diary

Yo La Tengo
December 21 and 22
Maxwell's

"Don't be scared!" some dude catcalled at Georgia Hubley during one of the quiet parts of the first night of Yo La Tengo's annual Hanukkah spectacular at Maxwell's. "Oh, I'm not scared," she shot back. This isn't your 40-something record dork's dimunitive Yo La Tengo, anyway. (Maybe your 30something's.) After all, their next album is called Fuckbook. Playing side-by-side all night with Quasi/Jicks drummer Janet Weiss, Hubley and company settled into the nook-like stage they've been playing since before there was grunge.

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"I want my shoes. Destroy the world. Goodbye."

Photo by Chris Buck

Stephin Merritt, the musician behind ventures as diverse as the Magnetic Fields and the Lemony Snicket audiobooks, is having a good year. The Magnetic Fields' eighth studio album, Distortion, a twisted, feedback drenched homage to the Jesus and Mary Chain's Psychocandy, came out in January. More recently, Merritt's been immersed in writing the music and lyrics for a theatrical adaptation of Neil Gaiman's Coraline, timed for release at the same time as the film version, directed and animated in 3D by Nightmare Before Christmas creator Henry Selick.

We spoke on the verge of the Magnetic Fields' first full US tour for Distortion, which kicks off October 10 and lands in Jersey City, at the Loews Jersey Theatre, on October 23. In between rehearsals for Coraline and recording new Magnetic Fields material, Merritt still found the time to converse about New York's financial collapse (which his mother may or may not have predicted), the fundamental untrustworthiness of the French (and of Europeans in general), and about how everyone in Merritt's new hometown is shockingly shallow.

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Lost in the hullabaloo over the French fashion label Bluedy's premiere of a Stephin Merritt-inspired line of footwear—"Stephin: The shoe drawn in homage to Stephin Merritt"—is the escalation of a long-simmering war between Merritt and the French.

Back in February, Merritt was caught up in New York's Spring Fashion sting, forced to confess his propensity to wear one color and one color alone: brown. "I have brown hair and eyes," Merritt said at the time, "and I believe in matching." What followed was this exchange:

So why didn’t you start wearing black?

Unfortunately, black at this point tends to make you look like a French tourist in Soho. It also makes me look ill. I look ill enough; I really don’t need to call attention to that.

Magnetic Fields fans will also recall Merritt's "The Death of Ferdinand De Saussure," in which Merritt was similarly blunt: "You don't know anything," he admonished the famous French-speaking, Paris-dwelling linguist. "You are nothing." Now, not only are French people producing pointy, occasionally black footwear named for the reclusive pop star—they're outfitting French tourists to look just like Merritt, too. Soon, tuxedos will be all this haunted man has left...

Despite the famously dour lyrical implication of "I Don't Want to Get Over You," Stephin Merritt does not, in fact, dress in black. Actually, he dresses almost entirely in brown, one of those terribly obvious details—like Amy Winehouse being a dead ringer for Janice from Friends—you might not notice until someone else points it out. But Google the man and you'll see, the misanthrope only wears brown. And in this week's NY Magazine, Merritt talks about why he only wears the color of dirt.

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