"So, let us not be blind to our differences - but let us also direct attention to our common interests and to the means by which those differences can be resolved. And if we cannot end now our differences, at least we can help make the world safe for diversity. For, in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children's future. And we are all mortal." JFK, June 10, 1963.
Those who know, know that Stephen Malkmus is one of the finest guitarists around. But sometimes we don't hear from him for a while. Sometimes he goes off to Berlin for a year, sometimes there's another Pavement reunion rumour. And sometimes you have to check out Malkmus' social media to see what's up.
From checking his Twitter and his Website, I found out there is a newish Jicks live show available to stream (for free) or download (for money) at Bandcamp.
It's the Jicks at 2015's Quiet Music Festival in Portland.
I also saw a notice about The Jicks opening up for a Father John Misty show in the Portland-area in September. At first I thought it was for September 2015, but it is presumably for September 2016, although I'm not sure why we have to think about this in March. Will it be one of the few Jicks shows this year? Or one of many? Will the really really cool people go to the show early, then leave when Malkmus is over and skip Father John? I know a lot of people like Father John Misty, including our good friend Chase, and I like his former band The Fleet Foxes, but.... hey, Father John Misty already has all the critics in his corner, why does he need the blessing of ThisSmallPlanet?
Turns out he doesn't, but the fact remains, shouldn't he be opening up for Malkmus instead of vice versa? I'm always suspicious of an act that every single critic fauns over. "Critics darling" is really an appellation that is practically the kiss of death of an artist for me, and I don't recall ever reading a non-gushing review of The Father, yet I've given him a listen and find it quite underwhelming. Anyone else feel the same way? You know what, I'm going to give him another listen right now, and if I go to the Malkmus show in September, I'll go ahead and stay for Father Josh too...
Is this a good excuse to put one of my old Malkmus videos up here? Sure, why not....
"Harness/Stairway to Heaven", "Surreal Teenagers", "Mr. Soul", "Stereo"
Parquet Courts is a Brooklyn-based avant garde psychedelic indie hard rock band consisting of Andrew on guitar/vocals, Max on drums, Sean on bass/backing vocals, and Austin on guitar/vocals.
Andrew
Andrew, his brother Max on drums, Sean on bass, Austin
It was Sean's 30th birthday!
Setlist:
Parquet Courts played a great show at the Wonder Ballroom in Portland. They played a number of songs from their first album and other previous releases, as well as a bunch of new stuff.
Their new songs are interesting, but the crowd seemed to respond best to songs from the first album, 2012's Light Up Gold (if you don't count their cassette-only debut).
The epic "Stoned And Starving" was greeted enthusiastically, and the band unleashed a mighty performance of it, beginning with Austin's Hendrix snippet (not captured on the video, unfortunately). Austin seems to be taking a more active role in the group, frequently chatting with the crowd between songs, doing many guitar leads, a few lead vocals, and even a smattering of keyboards, playing it with the neck of his guitar at one point in the new single "Dust".... "Dust is everywhere.... Sweet!" He nicely compliments guitar genius Andrew Savage, who appeared to be the de facto leader when the band first started.
We always knew Parquet Courts had two great guitarists. now it's just a little more obvious. That's their secret weapon - two guitarists who aren't afraid to do improv and long solos and who are quite creative with both what they play individually and how they blend it together.
Malkmus said the first time he heard them, he thought it actually was Pavement. The great thing about Parquet Courts is that they take their influences (their wild guitars, their absurdist lyrics) and take them to another level for a new generation.
Just saw Cullen Omori's solo debut video of his new song "Cinnamon".
First impression: It's not rock n roll, not an immediate deal killer, but I am definitely prejudiced in favor of guitar-based rock, which is what his former band (with his brother on bass and Max on guitar) The Smith Westerns played.
Second impression: I don't like it that much.
I am reminded of The Morning Benders, from the same era as The Smith Westerns, who gave up guitars for synths, gave up rock for pop, and even changed their name to Pop Etc.... and the results were equally underwhelming.
I did like The Smith Westerns a lot. I heard the All Songs Considered crew rave about them and checked them out. I saw them perform a couple of times (see two videos I shot of them below) and thought they had great promise. They clearly had pop sensibility, but with a rock template. I'm not against pop (wow, almost did a typo here which pointed out to me that there's only one letter that separates "pop" from "poop") or other non-rock forms of music, but I favor rock and guitars, and it hurts to have someone switch teams like this. In the case of Pop Etc. (that ridiculous D'Angelo video they made still makes me cringe...) it seemed to be clearly a case of "going for the gold" (record). I can't blame artists for wanting to be heard and/or popular, but selling out "just" to have a hit is just plain wrong. An artist is supposed to challenge people, not cater to their whims. Look at the charts - guitars and rock are out, but our legacy is worth preserving and adding to, not just ditching it to make a few bucks.
Well, this is a bit harsh. I should wait for the whole album or tour to really condemn him, right?
Cullen's 2016 Tour 02-03 Indianapolis, IN - The Hi-Fi 02-04 Milwaukee, WI - Cactus Club 02-05 Champaign, IL - The Accord 03-24 Chicago, IL - Lincoln Hall 03-25 Madison, WI - High Noon 03-26 Minneapolis, MN - 7th St. Entry 03-28 Denver, CO - Larimer Lounge 03-29 Salt Lake City, UT - Urban Lounge 03-30 Boise, ID - Neurolux 04-01 Seattle, WA - Barboza 04-02 Vancouver, British Columbia - Fortune Sound Club 04-03 Portland, OR - Doug Fir 04-05 San Francisco, CA - The Independent 04-07 Los Angeles, CA - Teragram Ballroom 04-08 San Diego, CA - Casbah 04-09 Phoenix, AZ - Valley Bar 04-11 Austin, TX - Stubb’s Jr 04-12 Dallas, TX - Prophet Bar 04-13 Houston, TX - Raven Tower 04-15 Atlanta, GA - The Earl 04-16 Nashville, TN - High Watt 04-17 Columbus, OH - The Basement 04-18 Washington, DC - DC9 04-19 Philadelphia, PA - Boot & Saddle 04-21 Boston, MA - Great Scott 04-22 New York, NY - Bowery Ballroom 04-24 Toronto, Ontario - Horseshoe Tavern
Titus Andronicus 2016 Tour (as per Pitchfork.com):
02-29 New York City, NY - Webster Hall 03-01 Baltimore, MD - Ottobar * 03-02 Charlottesville, VA - The Southern * 03-03 Raleigh, NC - Lincoln Theatre * 03-04 Athens, GA - 40 Watt * 03-05 Gainesville, FL - High Dive * 03-06 New Orleans, LA - Gasa Gasa * 03-08 Austin, TX - Scoot Inn * 03-09 Norman, OK - Opolis * 03-10 Lawrence, KS - Bottleneck * 03-11 Omaha, NE - Lookout Lounge * 03-12 Minneapolis, MN - Mill City Nights * 03-13 Chicago, IL - Thalia Hall * 03-15 St. Louis, MO - Off Broadway * 03-16 Bloomington, IN - Bluebird * 03-17 Newport, KY - Headliners Music Hall * 03-18 Cincinnati, OH - Ballroom at Taft Theatre * 03-19 Akron, OH - Musica * 03-20 Pittsburgh, PA - Cattivo * 03-21 Buffalo, NY - Tralf Music Hall * 03-22 Ithaca, NY - The Haunt * 03-23 Albany, NY - Hollow * 03-24 Northampton, MA - Pearl Street * 03-25 New Haven, CT - Toad’s Place * 03-26 Pawtucket, RI - The Met * 03-27 Philadelphia, PA - Union Transfer *
Patti Smith began her book reading/signing by saying she was "under the weather" and later asked the crowd if she could skip the signing part and instead do a singing part... to the delight of the crowd. Accompanied by her bassist Tony (here playing an acoustic guitar), she sang some powerful numbers, especially for someone 66 years old and "under the weather".
Singing such classics as "Dancing Barefoot" and "Because The Night", she also dedicated "Beneath The Southern Cross" to the victims of last weekend's Paris tragedy.
Before the songs, she read selected passages from the book and did a Q&A:
Kristen Hersh, of 4AD's Throwing Muses, is on a book tour promoting her new book about her late, great friend and compadre Vic Chestnut. Last night, she spoke about the book to an adoring crowd at San Francisco's Green Apple Bookstore, full of fans of her music and Vic's.
Vic was a brilliant singer-songwriter who took his own life in 2009. He had been confined to a wheelchair for many years after a car crash and was prone to severe physical and psychological pain.
This book was the result of a request by the British newspaper The Guardian and Kristen said she barely remembers writing it; it just came pouring out.
Although Kristen said that she and Vic both had "the suicide gene", and had mutually supported each other for years in an effort to "not die and not suck", she still said she was shocked when he actually died, "Dead forever?", she asked, ".... he didn't seem the type...."
The amount of love they obviously had for each other, and the amount of the love in the room last night, were both readily apparent.
There was a lot of sadness, but also a lot of love and humor. It was as if writing this book helped Kristen deal with this tremendous loss, and the book tour is helping all kinds of people affected by the music of Kristen and Vic, many of whom are still at a loss to explain or understand Vic's abrupt departure from this mortal coil.
Lawrence Ferlinghetti, 96 years young, read last night from his new book of his travel writings. Ferlinghetti, poet, painter, publisher, and proprietor of San Francisco's City Lights Bookstore, was prosecuted and acquitted (a major free speech victory) in 1957 for "obscenity" in Allen Ginsberg's poem "Howl", which he published and sold at the bookstore, which became a nexus for The Beat Generation and the San Francisco Renaissance.
Lawrence read from the new collection (as did his two editors), told stories related to the travel described, and finished with his poem "At Sea", for Pablo Neruda.
City Lights Bookstore was crammed to capacity with admirers of all ages.
We got there about a half an hour early, but the store was already full, with a sign on the door informing folks there was no more room.
We joined the line, hoping to be admitted as people left, and saw Bob Dylan's old pal Dave Whittaker there. He recalled being at City Lights in 1957, and seeing Ferlinghetti placing copies of "Howl" in the front window.
We were fortunate enough to get in (big thanks to the staff, who did a great job, despite the stress and demands of the overcapacity crowd and those waiting to gain admittance out front).
It was wonderful to see Lawrence, still active and full of life at 96.
He read from his entry about being in Cuba shortly after the Revolution, and meeting Pablo Neruda there. I recently read a biography of Federico Garcia Lorca, and Chilean poet/diplomat Neruda was a great friend of his. It was so amazing to bear witness to someone who personally knew Neruda and the subsequent connection to Garcia Lorca.
But this was someone who also was in Paris in 1968 for the great student-worker uprising (which he also read about from the new collection) and was a friend and colleague to Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac (Ferlinghetti lent him his Big Sur cabin to dry out), William Burroughs, and so many others.
What was remarkable was his humor, which constantly was on display. He complained about glaucoma messing up his eyesight, but otherwise seemed to be in excellent shape.
Neal Cassady (1926 - 1968) - inspiration of the Beat generation and hippie movement, associated with Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, Ken Kesey, and The Grateful Dead. He grew up in Denver and was frequently arrested as a teenager for stealing cars (he loved driving). Through a Denver friend he wrote to the nascent Beat Generation writers such as Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg, centered around Columbia University in New York City and later went to visit them and travel with them. He inspired some Kerouac's and Ginsberg's finest writing. His letter writing and ability to tell stories was often cited and he wrote a book of memoirs The First Third. Cassady's Joan Anderson Letter shook Kerouac and caused him to completely re-write On The Road and re-think his approach to writing and life. Believed to have been lost for 50 years, the manuscript has been recovered and will be published in the near future. In the 1960's, Cassidy befriended Ken Kesey, author of One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, and drove the psychedelic bus Further across country with the Merry Pranksters, conducting the Acid Tests with The Grateful Dead. Cassady died unexpectedly in Mexico aged 42.
Instructor Lecture: Neal Cassidy, The Beats, and The Merry Pranksters Watch “The Other One” - make transcript, compare to master transcript afterward.
Read lyrics and listen to recording of “That’s It For The Other One” (Classroom discussion)
That's It For The Other One: The Faster We Go, The Rounder We Get (Bob Weir/John Barlow of The Grateful Dead)
Spanish lady comes to me, she lays on me this rose.
It rainbow spirals round and round,
It trembles and explodes.
It left a smoking crater of my mind,
I like to blow away.
But the heat came round and busted me
For smilin’ on a cloudy day.
Comin’ around in a circle.
Escapin’ through the lily fields
I came across an empty space
It trembled and exploded
Left a bus stop in its place
The bus came by and I got on
That’s when it all began
There was cowboy Neal
At the wheel
Of a bus to never-ever land.
Comin’ around in a circle. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A reading and listening exercise (Readings done in class by instructor and various students):
From Jack Kerouac ‘s On The Road: “...the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars…”
From Allen Ginsberg's Howl:
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull... From John Barlow's essay on Cassady:
The first of these was the ineffable, inimitable, indefatigable Holy Goof Hisself, Neal Cassady, aka Dean Moriarty, Hart Kennedy, Houlihan, and The Best Mind of Allen Ginsberg's generation.
Neal Cassady, for those whose education has been so classical or so trivial or so timid as to omit him, was the Avatar of American Hipness. Born on the road and springing full-blown from a fleabag on Denver's Larimer Street, he met the hitch-hiking Jack Kerouac there in the late 40's and set him, and, through him, millions of others, permanently free.
Neal came from the oral tradition. The writing he left to others with more time and attention span, but from his vast reserves flowed the high-octane juice which gassed up the Beat Generation for eight years of Eisenhower and a thousand days of Camelot until it, like so many other things, ground to a bewildered halt in Dallas.
Kerouac retreated to Long Island, where he took up Budweiser, the National Review, and the adipose cynicism of too many thwarted revolutionaries. Neal just caught the next bus out.
This turned out to be the psychedelic nose-cone of the 60's, a rolling cornucopia of technicolor weirdness named Further. With Ken Kesey raving from the roof and Neal at the wheel, Further roamed America from 1964 to 1966, infecting our national control delusion with a chronic and holy lunacy to which it may yet succumb.
From Further tumbled the Acid Tests, the Grateful Dead, Human Be-Ins, the Haight-Ashbury, and, as America tried to suppress the infection by popularizing it into cheap folly, The Summer of Love, and Woodstock. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Neal's daughter Jami lives in Northern California and tries to preserve the legacy of her father and his friends:
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Writing exercise (due next class): What did The Beat Generation and hippie movement stand for?
So good to see you in this video and so glad you are alive here among us in this miserable claptrap; poets like you make it somewhat bearable here.
You've got to admit it wasn't looking good there for a minute. The addiction and the self-destructive behaviour made us all cringe in the knowledge that we would one day wake to the news (oh boy): "...And today in London pop singer Pete Doherty was found..."
So I am very very glad that you managed to find yourself before it was too late.
Because, you see, we need people like you. The poets are those who navigate the unnavigatable, sending back dispatches to those of us waiting on the shore. You go there first, and let us know what's on the other side, that there are no monsters there, that you won't fall off the edge if you keep going.
So well, thanks so much for sticking it out with us here. We know it can't always be easy. But thanks for being. Here. Now.
San Francisco Longshoremen stood with their brothers and sisters in South Africa and refused to unload South African cargo in San Francisco. Activists from the community joined them on the docks.
As a result of what was happening in South Africa and the work of activists in the US, Europe, and around the world, apartheid was defeated. Nelson Mandela was freed from prison and became President of South Africa.
Sometimes things seem hopeless, but as Robert Thurman pointed out at a March 10th (Tibetan Uprising Day) demonstration a few years back, no one thought the Berlin Wall was going to fall... no one thought apartheid would fall... but they did.
So if we want it, and if we work on it, Tibet can be free, China can be free, Russia can be free, America can be free, Palestine and Israel can be free, Everywhere can be free...
Your humble editor being thrown into a police van for protesting South African cargo coming into San Francisco, 1986....
