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About markweiss86

Mark Weiss, founder of Plastic Alto blog, is a concert promoter and artist manager in Palo Alto, as Earthwise Productions, with background as journalist, advertising copywriter, book store returns desk, college radio producer, city council and commissions candidate, high school basketball player, and blogger; he also sang in local choir, fronts an Allen Ginsberg tribute Beat Hotel Rm 32 Reads 'Howl' and owns a couple musical instruments he cannot play

Happy birthday to me from Palo Alto’s Finest

But in this case Agent David Lee was working for the taxi companies, the landlords and the pubs and not for me or you my neighbors and voters and taxpayers and citizens of Palo Alto. Continue reading

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Hello, Gunn genius Jin Pan

I am dedicating this quirky version (or can I say “quarky version?”) of the famous old song “Hello, My Baby” to Henry M. Gunn High senior Jin Pan, a finalist in the prestigious Intel Talent Seach contest, for science. My … Continue reading

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Crush Rigo Head

I am a big fan of Rigo. I met him a couple years ago when I was helping Charles Linder. I had borrowed my dad’s Mitsubishi van to help Charles and Rigo move a bunch of panels that were part … Continue reading

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Jurassic 5 meets Tortilla Phlat

I have always held that a broom and dust-pan, properly, easily, 2na be and cleverly used are more thorough and certainly more colorful that a talisman, no motor, no electricity available, big shiny vacuum. — Steinbeck, TF, p. 86 and, on p. 91 it say: that machine was worth three or four gallons of wine but the miser Torrelli would give no more than two. Bah dah dah dah dee dee dee dee and all that. Continue reading

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Travels with Frida

The clubhouse manager of my apartment complex told me Christmas Eve that I could come back in the morning and commandeer The New York Times, which would otherwise sit all day or be wasted. Because I don’t actually live in … Continue reading

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3 Short Posts about Jason Mraz, SF Public Press and Dr. Dawn Norfleet jazz

Rushing back to my secret (wired) hideout to prepare for a presentation Monday on Steinbeck’s “Tortilla Flat”, I wrote in my head two short posts for “Plastic Alto.” But then, and only because I have known Matt Nathanson since he … Continue reading

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I (heart) Clare Rojas

I was the nerd who gave Clare Rojas a purple rose of friendship at the opening event at Paule Anglim Gallery. Clare told me that she was not actively pursuing her music activities but that she had recently posted new … Continue reading

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John Edward Buchanan, Jr (1938- 30 December 2011)

The mass of  people who gathered Wednesday at San Francisco’s glorious Grace Cathedral, for the Requiem Eucharist for John Buchanan, were given a small print of one of the Venetian masterworks currently on view in the flesh at the Legion … Continue reading

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Lemon Twist meets Aussie not-green not-bitter; more on The Kent Lockhart Legend

i made a little chap book with this info, for eric, and then bored Reeves with the story so here goes: She comes in colors. She’s like a rainbow. This Stones lyric I truly believe is about the mother of … Continue reading

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Adventures in Potrerolandia

  On my way into the City this fine sunny yet cold morning, I shot Richard Serra’s “Ballast” — I was reminded of its existential 160-ton weight on the world by a brochure I got earlier in the month at … Continue reading

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