Wednesday, August 29, 2007

R.I.P. Hilly



While most cities have their own musical epicenter clubs, it's hard to think of many other venues in the US that have had such an impact on modern music as CBGB. The Roxy and Troubador in LA had their own scenes, and of course the Fillmore in SF did great things. And while CB's glory faded over the years, the impact and inspiration it continues to provide is not replicable anywhere these days. I still remember NEEDING to go by there on my first visit to NYC in 1989 - just to take a look at this crappy little place that launched a thousand bands.


Hilly Kristal, whose dank Bowery rock club CBGB served as the birthplace of the punk rock movement and a launching pad for bands like the Ramones, Blondie and the Talking Heads, has died. He was 75.
Kristal, who lost a bitter fight last year to stop the club's eviction from its home of 33 years, died Tuesday at Cabrini Hospital after a battle with lung cancer, his son Mark Dana Kristal said Wednesday.
Last October, as the club headed toward its final show with Patti Smith, Kristal was using a cane to get around and showing the effects of his cancer treatment. He was hoping to open a Las Vegas incarnation of the infamous venue that opened in 1973.
"He created a club that started on a small, out-of-the-way skid row, and saw it go around the world," said Lenny Kaye, a longtime member of the Patti Smith Group. "Everywhere you travel around the world, you saw somebody wearing a CBGB T-shirt."
While the club's glory days were long past when it shut down, its name transcended the venue and become synonymous with the three-chord trash of punk and its influence on generations of musicians worldwide.
The club also became a brand name for a line of clothing and accessories, even guitar straps; its store, CBGB Fashions, was moved a few blocks away from the original club, but remained open.
"I'm thinking about tomorrow and the next day and the next day, and going on to do more with CBGB's," Kristal told The Associated Press last October.
Kristal started the club in 1973 with the hope of making it a mecca of country, bluegrass and blues, called CBGB & OMFUG, for "Other Music For Uplifting Gourmandisers," but found few bands to book. It instead became the epicenter of the mid-1970s punk movement.
"There was never gourmet food, and there was never country bluegrass,'' his son said Wednesday. Besides the Ramones and the Talking Heads, many of the other sonically defiant bands that found frenzied crowds at CBGB during those years became legendary, including Smith, Blondie and Television.
Smith said at the venue's last show that Kristal "was our champion and in those days, there were very few."
Throughout the years, CBGB had rented its space from the building's owner, the Bowery Residents' Committee, an agency that houses homeless people.
In the early 2000s, a feud broke out when the committee went to court to collect more than $300,000 in back rent from the club, then later successfully sought to evict it. By the time it closed, CBGB had become part museum and part barroom.
At the club's boarded-up storefront Wednesday morning, fans left a dozen candles, two bunches of flowers and a foam rubber baseball bat, an apparent tribute to the Ramones' classic "Beat on the Brat." A spray-painted message read: "RIP Hilly, we'll miss you, thank you."
Other survivors include his wife, Karen, and daughter, Lisa. -- Associated Press

Monday, August 20, 2007

Neutralizing Al-Qaeda | a Letter from Kamp Krusty


Saw this brilliant poston a friend's site and had to do my own little part in spreading it around.

ht to Jim Hancock for this awesome post.

366 Days Until I'm 40








Today I turn 39. Half of the time that makes sense, the other half makes me feel that there must be a mistake! I mean, when I go to see bands I usually feel like the oldest person in the room. At least half of my peers have no idea what I'm talking about when I talk music, movies, actors, web sites, etc. But then I talk with the majority of my co-workers, most of whom are under 30, and it comes into focus. Clinton era and prior political commentary, SST, 4AD and Twin Tone Records band are obscurred, and references from Caddyshack, Bachelor Party, Fletch and a hundred other places are met with blank stares. It all makes sense, of course. I laugh when I think of the marriage pact I made with a friend in high school - you know, the one where if you both reach a certain age and aren't married you'll go ahead and seal the deal. That was if we reached 30. Had I not met Michele I'm fairly convinced I'd still be single and trying to convince myself I'm not 39.

But as I type, the Cubs are in 1st place, it's raining for the first time in weeks (music be because I watered the lawn for the first time all summer) and I'm still in the "shiny-new-toy" phase of admiring my new tattoo - pics included here. It was done 2 weeks ago by Jason Longtin at Deluxe Tattoo in Chicago. He did a fantastic job and I couldn'tbe happier. It's a design drawn by Captain Bret at Captain Bret's in Newport, RI. The snake in Celtic art represents rebirth, and the peacock represents purity. I got these to represent my feelings about and hopes for Sydney and Max. Each of them has made me feel like I have been given new life in some way. And I wish for them purity - in their thoughts, their actions, their words, their intentions and the way they live their lives.

So that's where I am as the clock prepares to turn and start my birthday. All the best and peace to you.
dp

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Dick Cheney Was Correct

OK, so it's been all over the news, but still, this 1994 clip of VP Cheney explaining why it was the right decision not to continue on to Baghdad in Gulf War 1 is stunning in its foresight, and horrific in accuracy as to where we find ourselves today. Talk show guests have said, "but that was pre-9/11", ignoring, of course, that Iraq wasn't involved in 9/11 (our Saudia Arabian friends have the most engagement there).

Monday, August 13, 2007

10,000 secrets


Check out this cool ad for the book POST SECRET. It's a book by the guy that invited people to send in their own personal secrets. He received thousands upon thousands of submissions, and the fragility, honesty and emotion is astounding, imho. It's amazing to see just what sort of things came in to a complete stranger - people obviously feeling more comfortable sending these to someone they don't know. While I'm sure that some folks had friends or family they could tell, and that many of the things were secrets only in their unspokeness, it's a powerful testament to the power of confession.

Oh yeah - the music is "Breathe Me" by Sia, a fantastic artist in her own right as well as with the ultra-cool electronica collective Zero 7.

Whiter? Brighter?

Today I begin to test the new Listerine White Strips to see if I can get any of the youthful, alabaster glow of my teeth to return to the surface. A few things about this experiment:

1) FULL DISCLOSURE: I received the strips as part of a word of mouth marketing campaign that Listerine is running through BzzAgent.com. It's a volunteer marketing company and I've been involved in one other campaign that they've worked on - a business book. I'm not sure if I helped them on that, and it was several years ago.
2) If it doesn't work you'll know and see it.

I'm going to post a picture each day of what my chompers look like and see if the week long trial makes any difference. The first hesitation I've had with these things is whether they cause pain as they strip the enamel off of the teeth (or if that's even how they work). I'm pleased to say that one dose in, there is no pain. The strips are clear and they really don't show up much.

I also feared horrible taste, though the Listerine brand made me think that at least I might get an overlypowerful mediciney mint taste. Neither proved true. They really don't taste like anything, but I know there's something there. Something not quite bland or bereft of flavor, but nothing I can pin down. Maybe paper, but without the advantage of being able to make spit balls.

Anyway - picture #1 will be added to the post when I get home tonight and I'll update daily. What fun my blog is! "Watch my coffee affected teeth get incrementally lighter! Hot damn!"

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Alternate Kanye

Check out the new Kanye West video for "Can't Tell Me Nothing" by comedian Zach Galifianakis , who has, apparently, also done alternate clips for Fiona Apple and Anita Baker. Appearing with him in the clip is indie rock guy Will Oldham. Go Kanye!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Now this is dining in high style


Now this looks like an insane dining experience. Hoisted on a crane 50 meters (164 feet) in the air, seat-belted into the table. I'm not sure what the menu looks like, but the experience must be amazing. I showed Michele the site and she said, "if you ever want to have me die of a heart attack, take me to dinner there. Of course the $8,000 Euro price tag might be an impediment as well.

Our most amazing meal was for our 10th anniversary last year when we visited MOTO, an engineered food restaurant that has to be experienced to be believed. Truly fantastic.

Friday, June 29, 2007

The iTunes Shuffle Challenge

OK, so I'm taking up my friend Marko's challenge - list the first 15 songs in iTunes Shuffle mode - no cheating to make things look cooler. Here we go:

1. I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For, by U2 from The Joshua Tree
2. Illumine, by Venus Hum from their self-titled album
3. If I Was Your Girlfriend, by Prince, from The Hits/The B-Sides
4. Highway Song, by James Taylor from Mud Slide Slim And The Blue Horizon
5. In A Sweater Poorly Knit, by mewithoutyou from Brother, Sister
6. Now In This Hush, by The Innocence Mission from Umbrella
7. Crazy Beat, by Blur from Think Tank
8. Mary's Boy, by Alathea from their new CD, My Roots Go Deeper Available July 3rd - go get it!
9. And I'm Free, by Judson Spence from his as-yet unreleased and untitled CD
10. S.O.U.L. by Slum Village from Trinity (Past, Present and Future)
11. Just A Test, by The Beastie Boys from Hello Nasty
12. The Rooster, by Big Boi from Speakerboxxx
13. John TheRevelator, by The Dirty Dozen Brass Band from Funeral For A Friend
14. Flesh And Blood, by Solomon Burke from Don't Give Up On Me
15. Come As You Are, by Nirvana from MTV Unplugged
and out of moral duty I will list:
16. Back Together, by Lewis Taylor from Stoned (the title track is one of my favorite songs of the past 2 years)


And for reference I'll list Marko's playlist as well - a nice, diverse list. I commend Marko for not cheating with the Creed inclusion:)

a couple weeks ago i was tagged by stacy for an itunes shuffle meme. first 15 songs on shuffle mode (with a no cheating commandment). here’s mine:

1. alegrias, by pepe romero, from the album viva guitar, vol. 4
2. christmas time is here, by vince guaraldi, from the album greatest hits
3. over the rainbow, by ray charles and johnny mathis, from the album genius loves company
4. tears in the rain, by joe satriani, from the album the extremist
5. call me when you’re sober, by evanescence, from the album the open door
6. atmosphere, by tobymac, from the album welcome to diverse city
7. burn in hart, by danielson, from the album a prayer for every hour
8. missing link, by squirrel nut zippers, from the album bedlam ballroom
9. they came to die, by lisa gerrard, from the album whale rider soundtrack
10. say i, by creed, from the album human clay
11. can you be true?, by elvis costello, from the album north
12. da funk, by daft punk, from the album homework
13. jokerman, by bob dylan, from the album greatest hits, vol. 3
14. please don’t talk about murder while i’m eating, by ben harper, from the album both sides of the gun
15. overcoming lies, by jeff johnson, from the album a thin silence

so, there you have it! i’ll tag tash mcgill (get a little kiwi in the mix), dave palmer (ooh, a ccm exec who doesn’t listen to ccm), damien o’farrell, and christian dashiell.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Amazing public art


Discovered this public art project in Liverpool. An egg-shaped hole cut out of a building and fixed on a pivot so that the outside of the building can rotate and become the inside, and vice versa. Amazing visual and fantastic engineering. An article on the project is found here and if you scroll to the bottom you'll find a downloadable video of the piece making the full 360 degree turn.

Monday, April 30, 2007

Ninja Warrior! Thanks G4 TV


Like many people, I get into a flow of what TV channels I even surf by. I have my surfing pattern down pretty well, but several weeks back I happened upon the channel G4. And while I initially signed on for their reruns of the brilliant Arrested Development, what I find myself really into lately is the bizarre and captivating Ninja Warrior. What initially seemed like a localized competition in Japan has surprised me with the appearance of international athletes, olympians and more. For anyone who liked the ridiculously hyped American Gladiator, this is one step beyond. Hail Ninja Warrior!

Ninja Warrior! Thanks G4 TV

Like many people, I get into a flow of what TV channels I even surf by. I have my surfing pattern down pretty well, but several weeks back I happened upon the channel G4. And while I initially signed on for their reruns of the brilliant Arrested Development, what I find myself really into lately is the bizarre and captivating Ninja Warrior. What initially seemed like a localized competition in Japan has surprised me with the appearance of international athletes, olympians and more. For anyone who liked the ridiculously hyped American Gladiator, this is one step beyond. Hail Ninja Warrior!

Thursday, April 26, 2007

What if the Blue Man Group had done this?

This public health service video was sent to me by a co-worker obviously concerned deeply about my well-being, and in that spirit I share it with whoever happens upon it. Be well.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

iTunes Store Buyers Few & Far Between

While not necessarily surprising, it is an eye opener in many ways. Much as I like the convenience of buying on iTunes, the limitations of the files - how many devices they can go on, how many times they can be burned, the fact that there is rarely downloadable packaging included - certainly deter me from making it my primary source for buying music. That, and I have a great record store (Grimey's New & Pre-Loved Music) 5 minutes away.

Forrester: iTunes Store Buyers Few & Far Between

Apple created a paid download market, and the iTunes Store remains a bellwether for the sector. But according to a recent Forrester Research report, the number of iTunes buyers is actually quite low. The study, released this week, found that just 3 percent of households in the United States have made a purchase from the store. Those buyers spent an average of $35 a year, according to the report, and about $3 per session. The report also pointed to low per-iPod paid download levels, a sore spot for labels. "Since the introduction of the iTunes Music Store, Apple has been steadily selling just 20 iTunes tracks for each iPod sold, suggesting that even at $0.99, most consumers still aren't sold on the value of digital music," the report asserted.

The finding, culled from 2,700 iTunes credit and debit card purchases, is hardly surprising. For Apple, the iTunes Store itself is mostly a sideshow, at least financially. Meanwhile, heavy-selling iPods are the real financial breadwinners, powering billions in revenue gains for Apple. And most iPod buyers stuff their devices with thousands of tracks pulled from CDs or downloaded from P2P networks. For labels, that raises some serious issues about the long-term revenue potential of the paid download market, especially as iPod sales continue to gain. Since its debut in May of 2003, the iTunes Store has powered rapid year-over-year increases, though week-to-week gains have been mostly flat this year. Apple has sold a cumulative 1.5 billion downloads since its debut.

Monday, December 11, 2006

What kind of Christmas?

I appreciate my (generally) weekly blast from leading church historian Martin E. Marty that points out varying bits of culture & religion. Today's letter had soem things that I found particularly poignant in this holiday season and the blustering of wars on christmas, etc... (yes. as a thinking, reasoning person of faith, I trust big-box retailers to be my barometer of how seriously the holiday is in jeaopardy ... sheesh!).

Of particular interest was the quote he pulled: "Those who strive to defend religion with force make a deity appear weak."

Anyway, Marty is the scholar,a nd I wil let his words hold forth from here.

Against Coercion
-- Martin E. Marty

Two events this season led me to go back to the Sightings archive, to a column dated October 29, 2001 ("Listening to Lactantius"). Giving evidence of our passion always to be current, we cited Lactantius from the years 302 and 303, because what he wrote then spoke so directly to current affairs. Incident one here is the flap over new Congressman Keith Ellison of Minnesota, who brought the Qur'an along when he took the oath of office. Some howled that this was outrageous in this Christian country. While the use of the Bible at oath-taking time has always been voluntary, never coerced, using any other book, it was said, blasphemes against the God of America and demeans the tradition of godly Americans.

Incident two won't end until December 26, when partisans will begin to gear up for next year's "December Wars," when devotion to Christian Christmas gets upstaged by verbal war-makers. One side wants Jesus-Christmas to be privileged and officially sanctioned in the "public square." The other wants a Jesus-free public square. While tempted to wish a plague on both their houses, I choose to tilt, by reference to Lactantius, for a theological angle and one side.

The public can fight over whether there is or is not enough Jesus-Christmas in the department stores, the malls, the corridors. A half hour in such places should move one to pity the clerks who have usually sappy versions of Jesus-Christmas songs bombarding their ears all day, depriving them and their customers of any chance to experience awe and wonder. Some in the public, and many in the opinion-world, however, want Jesus-Christmas to be privileged in the official public space and in the times that belong to the whole public. If we do not "coerce" the Jesus-presence, it is asked, how can American tradition survive? Is not all this a shunning of God?

Enter Lactantius, anticipator of James Madison, 1,400 years in the offing. Both of them, wrote Robert Louis Wilken, had a "religious understanding of religious freedom." Wilken also quoted the Vatican II bishops who preached "that the response of people to God in faith should be voluntary .... In matters of religion every manner of coercion on the part of men should be excluded." And then Lactantius -- the "first Western thinker to adumbrate a theory of religious freedom rooted not in notions about toleration but in the nature of religious belief."

Those who wanted Congressman Ellison to be a hypocrite, or to deprive him of his scripture, usually profess to seek sincerity in religion and attachment to sacred books, even if his was the "wrong one." It's not mine. And coercing people to be obeisant to a god in whom they do not believe would, in Lactantius's terms, be "inimical to the nature of religion." The man of 302-303 asked, "Why should a god love a person who does not feel love in return?" Scholar Elizabeth DePalma Digeser cites Lactantius: "Those who strive to defend religion with force make a deity appear weak." And anyone who lacks the requisite inner conviction is "useless to God."

Those who have confidence in a "strong God," one who loves to be loved freely and not by coercion, no matter how light and how slight the weight of its force, will let Mr. Ellison vow as he chooses and will not impose Jesus on others.

References:
Elizabeth DePalma Digeser, The Making of a Christian Empire: Lactantius and Rome (Cornell, 2000); Robert Louis Wilken, "In Defense of Constantine," First Things (April 2001), http://www.leaderu.com/ftissues/ft0104/articles/wilken.html.


Martin E. Marty's biography, current projects, upcoming events, publications, and contact information can be found at www.illuminos.com.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Worlds collide...


The understatement of the year. I discovered this picture of Mike Watt (The Minutemen, Firehose, etc.), a punk rock legend, with none other than Kely Clarkson. (!?!) Apparently the producer on her new record is an old friend and asked him to play bass on a bunch of tracks. My head is still spinning,but I have to say that instead of damaging any vestiges of "indie cred" I used to hold sacred, the whole thing makes me like both of them more.

Now go buy The Minutemen's "Three Way Tie For Last". D. Boon - R.I.P.

Friday, December 01, 2006

This is why I love Beck

Not content to do a standard performance, he's collaborating with creative people and turning a rote tv appearance into something people (like me) want to pass along. I know that this is part of his show as well, and it's just too cool. A little imagination and practice and you go from decent to memorable.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

There's spin, and there's insulting cya condescension.

This one pertains to the latter: Saw this item this morning on Tim Grieve's War Room blog, and while I haven't posted in a long time, this got my ire up enough to cut & paste real quickly. Less angry stuff to follow,but this is outrageous. 10x worse than the Reagan admin. saying that ketchup qualified as a vegetable for school lunches. As one who regularly sees the homeless and working poor come to the Luke 14:12 program for lunch (www.luke1412.org if you want to check it out, or make a year-end, tax deductible donation:)), I can tell you that "sufferers of 'low food security' and 'very low food security', are indeed, hungry.

America's hungry? They're just suffering from "low food security"

What do you call that phenomenon you feel when you need something to eat but can't afford to put any food on the table? We might call it "hungry," but then, we're not Bush administration officials who'd rather not acknowledge that the number of "hungry" people in America has increased over the last five years of "compassionate conservatism."

As the Washington Post reports this morning, Bush's Agriculture Department has struck the word "hungry" from its annual report on what it's now calling "food security."

The report measures the number of Americans who can't afford to put food on their table during at least some period of the year. The Agriculture Department's Mark Nord says "hungry" is "not a scientifically accurate term for the specific phenomenon being measured" in the report. Thus, people formerly described as suffering "food insecurity without hunger" -- meaning that they'll probably get something to eat, somehow -- and "food insecurity with hunger" -- meaning that they'll go without food for stretches of time -- shall henceforth be known as sufferers of "low food security" and "very low food security."

Oh, and then there's this. The hunger/food insecurity report usually appears in October. This year's version -- the fifth straight to show an increase in the number of hungry Americans -- was held for release until after last week's election.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Boink! TV

Found this clip via Pitchfork Media. It's Carrie Brownstein of Sleater-Kinney (R.I.P.) with the always funny Fred Armisen of Saturday Night Live as Saddam Hussein. Great cabe access spoof as they talk about gear, t-shirts and selling out. Fred's accent for Saddam was a great choice. By the way, if he's ever doing a stand up show, by al means go see it. He played a rock club in Nashville a few years ago and was gut-bustingly funny.

When I worked at the Squint label Fred "hosted" an epk we did for the band Chevelle that is still a favorite. He has that fearless quality about his comedy that allows him to push the limits but still come off as a good guy. Enjoy

Monday, August 14, 2006

Gateway to taxidermy


This past Saturday we took our daughter Sydney to the creepiest place on earth ... the Build-A-Bear Workshop. We've been battling for months and months to get her to finally give up her pacifier, and for an unknown reason, the process of shoving a metal tube into a soft, furry cotton-poly carcass and pressure-blowing it to capacity it with fiber-fill was just the incentive for her to shed the thing. I'm half-convinced that the "Find A Bear ID Program" is some sort of stuffed animal relocation program. And so we ventured out to a newly redesigned (and carpeted?!) mall in the 'burbs to meet her friend Shatiqua (who turned 9 the same day) for a combination "passy" exorcism and birthday celebration.

As we entered the mall I spied a friend's family in the hazy glow of the food court and ventured over to say hello, delaying entry to the land of cute corpses. As we approached I noticed foreshadowing of events to come, as the entire space around my driend was filled with the white and blue "house" boxes that signal the yielding to the commercial prowess of the build-a-bear empire.

After a short exchange of pleasantries we both faced the elephant in the room: build-a-bear is a gateway to taxidermy ...or mortuary arts. Now, I have nothing against those professions - someone needs to provide the service. Heck, one of my sisters dated a mortician for quite some time (he was the one who let me have my first taste of beer at age six)... mmmmm, beeeer. But I digress.

Syd and Shatiqua picked matching pink bears and each dressed them stylishly. And without seeing the stuffing process I'd have to admitthat the bear is, indeed, cute, cuddly and soft as can be. The bins full of the skins, however, are disconcerting, and while the cuteness of the animals can distract, the rows opposite them of unclothed, anorexic dolls awaiting a fiber-filled gorging were dowright ghoulish.

From there we went to the stuffing station (at some point I'll get the video from my phone up on YouTube and re-post this). The animals are quickly and mercilessly impaled onto a metal tube that fires the stuffing inside every nook & cranny of the animal. Operating the machine was what I gathered to be a completely disinterested high schooler who rattled off what must have been the pre-approved, official build-a-bear corporate narration of the process, including the instructions on how to prepare the bear's heart for insertion with the proper qualities ("rub the heart on your head so your bear will be smart. rub the heart on your tummy so it will never go hungry..."), delivered in deadpan, emotionless pattter.

We eventually escaped the money-grabbing workshop and made our way to a great pizza place. Syd has been playing with the bear non-stop, and while we still have arguments abut her pacifier, I know now that if she slips back to passy-land I just have to mention the build-a-bear process and how it can relate to her, and she falls back in line. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing after all.....