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“He sailed over, he wouldn’t fly.” Cleveland Plain Dealer journalist Jane Scott, quoting David Bowie’s wife.
David Bowie’s American debut took place at Cleveland Music Hall on September 22, 1972. I had graduated from high school on the far east side of Cleveland four months earlier. I don’t recall why there were so many of us still around, but, nevertheless, Jamie Cohen had supplied a group of us with passes to attend the after party at the, I believe, downtown Sheraton.
None of us were in anyway fans of Bowie’s music. That said, I managed a record store, Music Madness, on Lee Road in Cleveland Heights, and the owner, Marc Epstein played the shit out of Bowie’s new record, The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars. By that September, I had heard it tens of times.
My own tastes echoed the folk-rock foundations laid in by my musically worldly friend Jamie, whose father started and owned the Disc Record Chain. 1972 was a good year too: Little Feat (Sailin’ Shoes,) The Band (Rock of Ages,) Ry Cooder (Into the Purple Valley,) Grateful Dead (Europe ’72,) Bonnie Raitt (Give It Up,) Brinsley Schwarz (Silver Pistols,) Manassas, Richard Thompson (Henry the Human fly) were just a few highlights. Still, we were hardly hipsters. My social group was full on into the cosmic cowboy artifice etched for us by the cover of The Flying Burrito Brothers’s The Guilded Palace of Sin.
And that was the sensibility we marched into the Sheraton with, on a chilly September night. The bouncers did throw one of our own down the stairs. Other stories unfolded.
Nobody caught a glimpse of Bowie.
Over the years I heard a lot of Bowie. The Man Who Fell to Earth is one of my top twenty favorite movies. Bowie is probably the best example of a musical giant who is not in my own subjective pantheon.
David Bowie and Michael Jackson and Prince are the great auteurs of post-hippie era pop. RIP Mr. Bowie.
Courtney Barnett‘s Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit came out in March last year. I got to it in late April. By May it seemed to me that unless Wussy delivered something unbeatable, Barnett’s second album would rule the roost.
She write indelible songs and delivers them directly. She helps me understand the younger generation.
Avant Gardener is from 2013. Courtney is from Australia.
Synthesist Rheyne (Jon Barbieri) and guitarist Robert Manganaro mine the vein of improvised ambient on a terrific playlist full of chilled goodness.
The duo records their improvisations live and so all the loopng and sequencing and mixing is in real time. This is very hard to do as tautly as the two do it. Lots of technological acumen underlies the organic feel of these slow building improvisations.
Jon Barbieri (@RheyneMusic) – keyboards
John Heinrich was a helluva player back in the day, and remains so in our day. BIO He’s a producer, flautist, and saxophonist as well.
He takes a brief extremely swift run at 1:30 of the jazz video that made my jaw drop.
Gene Watson will turn 72 in a few weeks. He is a masterful singer of course and one of country music’s greatest classicists.
An interview is followed by a performance of Erik Satie’s Gnoissienne No3.
We’re slowly closing in on the two year mark for legal marijuana here in Colorado. If there’s a couple of things we’ve all learned from the last two years, it’s that recreational cannabis doesn’t have apocalyptic effects, and that regardless of the label as “medicinal” or “recreational,” you can’t negate the beneficial effects that marijuana can have on people suffering from a variety of ailments. It’s important as a recreational user or a medicinal patient to know what strains are going to affect you in what ways. Dope Directory Marijuana Strain Review
Alex showcases the kind of economy of movement that underlies crisp pedal steel artistry.
Canadian steel guitarist Cattaneo has a Bandcamp outpost.
Robert Rich is one of my main musical influences, and with Steve Roach, Brian Lustmord, and Pauline Oliveros, he is also a many decades’ long influence on my own ambient music making.
Moog Music this week released a free EP of music by synthesist Robert Rich. h/t Synthtopia
The EP, Hiding In Daylight, was created to commemorate the retirement of the Minimoog Voyager Rack Mount Edition (Voyager RME) analog synthesizer.
Great combination of hardware and mobile technology impressed me on this spacey and glitchy improv.
OP1, Octatrack, Phonogene, Nebulae, Big Sky, Monome, WTPA2, Samplr
(Film by Eric Minh Swenson) Dawn of the Cold Season refers directly to Forough Farrokhzad’s collections of poems “Let us Believe in the Beginning of the Cold Season” 1974, one of the most discussed books of original writing by an Iranian literary figure. This poem is the poet’s brave admission that she has passed on from the vibrancy, beauty and joy of youth and is inescapably deteriorating into old age.
Sussan Deyhim, the Iranian-American artist (in music, word, and image,) remains vital.
Ancient soul music.
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