That should be the name of my blog. Not “Plastic Alto, not “The Entire Farrago,” but “Can you hit Uncle Charlie?!” Maybe with the interrobang at the end?!
I spied this very cool Charlie Hunter poster on the window of Frijjtz Dutch-style french fries et cetera shop in Hayes Valley yesterday. She show is coming up next month in the lounge area of Regency Ballroom; booked by Goldenvoice — the people who put on Coachella Festival AND bought The Warfield theater. (He also has some shows, as always, at Yoshi’s).
The poster depicts two plugs for amps…Not sure what this means, something about his dual nature playing two parts — lead and rhythm simultaneously on his guitar. But poster is very cool nonetheless. I will have to check on where the general public can get the poster before I decide whether to hunt around to steal one off of a telephone pole or beg promoter or artist management to hold me one.
Charlie is touring with Eric Kalb drummer and a new trio member, Michael R. Williams on bass trumpet. I had to searchinjun a little to figure out who he is, but sounds very cool. (Besides the fact we have the same initials. MW. )
I was pleased recently to see Charlie Hunter in the music credits for the newer Ken Burns baseball movie on PBS. I wish I could say that I heard the music — only that I liked the music I was hearing and then paid keen attention to what the music credits were. (It was an older performance, with Leon Parker on drums).
I thought it was cool that there was also a snatch of dialogue in the baseball movie about whether a prospect “could hit Uncle Charlie.” That’s slang for “curve ball” apparently. So if I want to rename this blog “Can you hit Uncle Charlie” that would be referencing the elliptical nature of this. Like a funhouse mirror. Things start one direction and go
Charlie is in New York tomorrow night at Le Poisson Rouge and then makes his way out west.