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MON. SEP. 1 @ 3PM & 6:30PM
FRI. SEP. 5 @ 5PM & 7:30PM
SAT. SEP. 6 @ 2:30PM
A LETTER TO MOMO
SAT. SEP. 6 @ 5PM
SAT. SEP. 6 @ 7:30PM
SAT. SEP. 6 @ 10PM
SEASONAL AFFECTIVE COMEDY SHOW
SUN. SEP. 7 @ 1:30PM
A LETTER TO MOMO
SUN. SEP. 7 @ 4PM
SUN. SEP. 7 @ 6:30PM
MON. SEP. 8 @ 4PM & 6:30PM
TUE. SEP. 9 @ 5PM & 7:30PM
WED. SEP. 10 @ 5PM & 7:30PM
THU. SEP. 11 @ 5PM
THU. SEP. 11 @ 7:30PM
THE OTHER ONE: THE LONG STRANGE TRIP OF BOB WEIR
WITH A MUSIC SET BY LIVE DEAD
FRI. SEP. 12 @ 5PM
FRI. SEP. 12 @ 7:30PM
GOD HELP THE GIRL
FRI. SEP. 12 @ 10PM
Summer may be winding down, but the Cape Ann Community Cinema is heating up with two “End-of-the-Summer” Ticket Splash offerings to help ease you into the next season. These discount tickets are a hedge against inflation, never expire, and save you from the coming ticket price increase (on September 5).
THE $80 TICKET BUCKET includes 12 CACC tickets (and a free Cinema Membership which includes free DVD loans from our wicked huge library), a $10 gift card to Latitude 43, popcorn, candy, a drink, and the “Kilowatt Ours” DVD.
Also, it’s not too late to think about giving “The Gift of Awesome” as host/hostess gift, or holiday gift.
We look forward to showing you all our new upgrades in the coming month!
Prices are for pick-up at the Cinema. Shipping is available for $5.00.
Thomas Dolby, whose name you might have heard, or seen scrawled like graffiti on a blog about Moogs or something like that, is to pop music what Voyager 2 is to space exploration. And no, “She Blinded Me With Science” is not his only hit song, although you have probably seen the video all those years ago on MTV. Perhaps you bought “The Golden Age of Wireless” and came to appreciate this long-legged kind of glamorous Brit-pop for what lies beneath those strange album covers and glints of engineering on the bespectacled face of this heroic and legendary proto-geek. I didn’t. Instead, I huddled while imprisoned in the grey halls of a New England prep school, lonely, angry, and bewildered by joules of hormones, beneath my Walkman headphones listening to “Cloudburst at Shingle Street” and thinking of seducing the girls in my car pool if only they would talk to me. And I heard things I could only hope to say to myself in the submarine of scrubbing desks or sweeping floors during the summer break:
when I was small
I was in love
in love with everything
and now there’s only you
And now there’s only you, Thomas: the last bottle of New Wave Lafite ’82, a bouquet of Art Deco and stratospheric synths emboldened by persistence of vision and impeccable taste, whose sadness and observation, manic moments, and blind science create haunting atmospheres out of baryonic matter.
Having taken off two decades to facilitate a queue of non-pop accomplishment before returning with “A Map of the Floating City,” Thomas Dolby behind his insane steampunk facade offers something between friendly and spooky, reaching out with ordinary metaphor, in this case “Flying North” with a lo-fi digital camera, to catch the wonder betwixt the emptiness of “The Invisible Lighthouse.” He seems fine. More than that. Relaxed. Unrushed. The same man who referred to himself in the third person just a wee bit on “Weightless” to let us in on the frustration of his love life is now playing live the electronic sounds and lost melodies for which he continues to be loved.
I’ve waited thirty years.
You see, Thomas Dolby: The Idea is ever-present to his fans, who hover over him in chat rooms asking Who Is Caroline 452? Or, is that really the riff from “The Six Million Dollar Man” embedded in “One of Our Submarines”? (Yes, it is!) And Thomas Dolby is a good idea, thick in Britannia like on his album covers, whether he’s lost in the sauce expatriated in Los Angeles or sampling the doppler of church bell on “Cruel.” Between the electronic drum sounds of “Europa and the Pirate Twins,” he mentions his preteen crush to “The Twelfth of Never,” which I take as Nina Simone’s unforgettable 1963 version. And once you are old, and hear Nina sing it, and think about Thomas referencing this all those years ago, you get trapped in his mythology.
Then into “The Flat Earth” you go, with the maturity at hand to know why “Screen Kiss” makes you hurt, why it leaves you rushed and needy to have somebody love you before it’s too late. And if you’re like me, you grow up and move out West and behold the haze above old Hollywood, where deer look down from the hills, and it’s three o’ clock in the morning. And perhaps, if you’re lucky, you’ll synch a near perfect seduction to his cover of “I Scare Myself,” slow-dancing to the handsome Joe Jacksonesque piano blurs and so unbelievably lost in whatever that is.
Mr. Dolby, may I say what a pleasure it’s been to live inside your music for thirty years. I’ll see you November 1 for “The Invisible Lighthouse.” And most properly, sir, Adieu.•••
Thomas Dolby will present his film “The Invisible Lighthouse” with live music, narration, and foley at the Cape Ann Community Cinema on Friday, November 1st at 7:30pm to kick off the 6th annual Cape Ann Film Festival.