Sunday, May 26, 2019

the specials in the 21st C

a couple, few, months ago i read that the great ska band The Specials were coming to the Fox Theater in oakland.  i really, really wanted to go.  The specials have a very special place in my, and anna's, hearts since we were wee little kittens.  i even mentioned the upcoming concert to a few friends who said, that's cool, rich, but. . .

but a few weeks ago anna & i were watching the rock&roll hall of fame ceremony on TV.  now, i love live music performances.  most of my youtube watching is live music.  something magic about a group of strangers dancing, singing, clapping & being in a sequence of time & rhythm.  my descriptions of live performances can get to mystical proportions.  i think that maybe there is hope for the human being if strangers can act as one in peace & 4/4 time.  there is no larger communal embrace than getting lost in the music & the crowd.

still, during the broadcast anna got on her phone & said, there are still tix to see The Specials in oakland.  wanna go?  do i wanna go?  does the pope wear a roman hat?  fuck yeah!  i must confess that the Fox Theater has become our favorite music venue.  it is gorgeous inside.  located in downtown oakland on telegraph ave the Fox Theater was an old movie house that fell into disrepair.  it was lovingly restored to its kinda sorta moorish design in 2009.  anna & i saw The Shins a month after the venue was reopened.


i've written about the Fox Theater before so no need to get into the nitty-gritty.  anna & i saw Beirut in march at the Fox.  that was a lovely show.  but The Specials are something special.  formed in 1979 they, & other like bands, kick-started the second wave of ska music.  only this particular wave held a pretty deep social conscious.  these ska bands wrote songs about economic desperation & inequality, social inequity, & political stupidity.  it is my humble opinion that The Specials are the very best of the best.

rather than dig into the personnel & personality of the band, which are all too easily google-able in our rapidly increasing digital age, i will say that The Specials songs about social injustice & wealth inequality & anti-war & anti-nukes speak so strongly of our present age.  have any of these songs aged?  no.  but for one or two.  the later tune 'free nelson mandela' is no longer relevant because mandela did get free, but the great man was also elected president of south africa.

but as anna said, you go to concerts to be with your tribe.  our tribe likes pork pie hats, checkerboard designs, punk leathers, shoes like vans & chuck taylors.  what's old is new again.  many members of the audience also, like me, had grey or silvery hair.  the average age was 50.  but many of these older folks brought their teenage kids.  & these kids were dressed like their parents.  oh man, when i looked to the floor i saw a mosh pit the comprised 50 somethings & teenage somethings.  how's that for equity?


downtown oakland is so cool even Lorca has a place to call his own.

& that's the thing about growing old in the 21st C.  the latter 20th C is so easily available via digital media.  old TV shows, old music, old anything is easily get-able via electronic access.  wanna see & hear jimi hendrix live?  no problem.  curious how people lived in the 1970s.  type in '70s TV commercials' in youtube & you may not get a terribly accurate way of life in the '70s but you will get more than a flavor of how people lived, & what their aspirations were, by watching the advertising media of its time.  at no time was faulkner's dictum 'the past is never dead.  it not even passed' as relevant as in our digital age.

The Specials message is so today.  & all days.  when they performed their masterpiece 'ghost town' i nearly wept.  the band was that good.

even with social messages The Specials kept a danceable beat.  i've been to a very many bay area concerts.  most bay area audiences are pretty mellow.  but as i said a little earlier there was a mosh pit.  when the band performed 'A Message to You Rudy' the venue launched into low earth orbit.  when you listen/see The Specials it is hard to sit still.  this was one of the best concerts i've been to.  i shit you not.  this is a band performing at the first intensity.

would it be that the social justice messages are lost in the beat?  perhaps, that is the problem with art with messages.  people can lose the cause even as they appreciate the art.  still, singer terry hall concluded the band's performance with these words, LOVE LOVE LOVE.  hard to miss that.   



Friday, May 24, 2019

The End of the World Project: Reading in Sacramento

we will be reading in support of our double anthology The End of the World Project co-edited by me, richard lopez, John Bloomberg-Rissman & T.C. Marshall, at the Sacramento Poetry Center on Monday, 5/27/10 at 7:30 pm

participants

Tim Kahl
richard lopez
Tongo Eisen-Martin
David Buuck
Brent Cunningham
Justine Villanueva [reading for Leny Strobel]
Chip Lord [who will screen a short film]

this is a lineup! 

each one of you are invited to attend 

the official announcement is found at the Sac Poetry Center website which includes photos & bios of the participants as well as links to download the PDFs of the books, free of charge, of course!

The End of the World Project Reading

Sac Poetry Center is located at 1719 25th St Sac CA 95816

Thursday, May 23, 2019

pop music: the material girl/world

given our love of smart phones & the internet
if madonna recorded that song today she would
sing we are living in a digital world & i am a digital girl

but the police got it from the get-go
when sting sang
we are spirits in a material world

the crow poking a hole in the packet of peanuts
in the gutter of the night club
evidence of spring

walking j st i am
considering how nicanor parra
finished his poetry readings
with this phrase
i take back everything i said

when i look at the time on my phone
see i am late for work
i pick up my step
& maneuver around the
homeless man who set
up his tent beside
harlow's

but it is a lovely sunny
warm spring morning
absolutely ordinary
but for the gobble gobble
that startles the shit out of me
a large tom perched on the steel railing
of the night club 

gobble gobble again 
& the turkey shifts a bit
as my lame hurried late-for-work stride
makes room for both the homeless man 
& the tom who clucks one more time
when i pass as if he were to say
i take back everything i said 


Saturday, May 18, 2019

30 years ago this happened

the worst

the local alt-weekly newspaper runs a question of the week column.  the question this week: what is your worst live music experience.

mine goes like this:

i am 15 & dating this girl.  are we serious?  is anything serious at 15?  me, her & my punk rock friends go to Clunie Hall in McKinley Park [not two blocks from where i now sit] where the local punk music promoter, Clear & Distinct Ideas, booked the canadian band D.O.A. to headline.  a few local bands like the Vacant open for the headliner.

Clunie Hall is exactly as it sounds, a place where the rotary club would host its monthly crab feeds.  the accoustics suck.  who cares.  i am in my element.  i am 15.  an angry young punk who is fortunate to have a girl to hang with.

the Vacant are onstage.  the band is composed of local skate punk legends.  one, or two, if my memory serves, go pro in a year or so.  i don't think they released an e.p. or an l.p.  but i know their songs.  i've seen them live several times before & even hung out at their house which had a half-pipe in the backyard.

the Vacant are ripping shit up.  i jump onstage, do a little skank, then leap into the crowd.

next thing i know people are picking me up from the floor.  the audience, instead of catching me when i did my stage dive, parted like the red sea.  i landed on my head.  i am knocked the fuck out.  the punks are putting me in a chair on the side of the dance floor.

i realize what happened.  i even kinda remember hitting the floor with my head.  but i must've been out for a couple minutes.  when i come to the guys who lifted me off the floor & into the chair told me to take it easy.

they left me sitting there.  one by one my friends ambled over to see if i am still alive &/or okay.

i'm cool, i assure them.

my girlfriend [she may not have thought of herself as my girlfriend but i did] sidles up.  i'm groggy as fuck.  i put my arm around her waist.  i'm glad you're here, i tell her.

she looks me in the eye.  i want to break up, she said.

i watch her walk into the crowd.

i am still in the chair when D.O.A. takes the stage.      

Friday, May 17, 2019

turn
 

Thursday, May 16, 2019

quote unquote

communism bad!  plagiarism good!

-ted berrigan

the older i get the less i care for poetry immortal &/or marmoreal poems
i want a poetry of life & in life
a duchampian poetics
a declaration that anything the poet says is poetry
is poetry
readymade
i.e. a life in poetry

Friday, May 10, 2019

one moment in time sitting around doing nothing

bullitt [1968] starring steve mcqueen
is on TV

quote unquote

We were having passionate, Taoist, television sex.

* * *

If the belly gets larger,
the mind should expand as well.

--tom savage

Thursday, May 09, 2019

a shout-out to ah: an anthology of american haiku

current davis, ca poet laureate, james lee jobe, gives a shout-out to an anthology of haiku, ah: an anthology of american haiku, i co-edited with my partner in rhyme, jonathan hayes.  it is physically a tiny book but it is large with haiku.  we published this book a couple, or three, years ago.  i'm glad this collection of colloquial haiku is getting some love.  you can find that love here.  thank you, james! 

the poet formally known as tom beckett

more good news.  the brilliant poet tom beckett opened a new blog.  tom is an extra ordinary poet with the heat & temperament of a lover & the analytic mind of a philosopher fused in the body of a stand-up comic.  his poetry is some of the best in our language.  these works make me happy.  what's the name of tom's blog?  why it's the poet formally known as tom beckett, of course!

word on the street is
 

Saturday, May 04, 2019

over the transom #29

my brother in life & art, jonathan hayes, published the newest edition of his long-running, old skool print, lit. journal over the transom.  
i am honored to have a couple of poems in its pages


OTT is highly recommended.  jonathan hayes does not have a website so if you are interested in obtaining a copy please email me & i'll put you in touch with jonathan.  you will find my email address when you click on view my complete profile.

cheeky editions

the wonderful, & very cool, zen/beat/hippie/punk poet lars palm returns to blogging.  i am really digging it!  palm's writings, in poems, essays, rants, reviews, emails, & bits & pieces, make me happy.  i am glad he's back.  please find his newest blog titled

cheeky editions

in midtown

             i walked past
an advertisement
for a building
that promised
shit happens here

Friday, May 03, 2019

30 years ago this happened


Thursday, May 02, 2019

spring training

dogs & their walkers
this midtown street
sunny evening
uh oh
dogshit
again
on my shoe