

NOFX VS ‘Nolf’
NOFX is a punk band of considerable renown that features two Jewish members and has a set titled “Two Heebs and “ something, and on that flimsy basis I watched part of their recent podcast video as part of my Yom Kippur 5781 practice. Did I mention that is 3 x 41 x 47?
Most of the day I read from Philip Roth “American Pastoral” and I also discussed it with Swede Cohen, who was not familiar with the work but is half-Swedish and half-Jewish (ex-Brooklynder even, or his father was).
Beth Am also had a way to practice Judaism and honor Yom Kippur using an Apple MacBook. I logged off, however, before they got to the part about dipping the keyboard in honey.
There was something about Virginia Woolf and her husband, who was Jewish.
There was something about works by Mark Rothko, Jackson Pollock’s Jewish wife, Lee Krassner, and Barnett Newman.
I broke cover by writing to Ben Goldberg about a potential event or performance or etude or “plague diary” entry based on Steve Lacy and Mark Rothko (Weiss, 2006, p. 62 — Jason Weiss).
I flipped through the booklet of a Benny Green cd from Terry’s collection — 1994 — Terry and I met in 2009 if you are following along at home.
I am psyched on 5781 because it factors nicely: 3 times 1927. Babe Ruth, not a Jew, despite the biblical name.
Oh, yes, or “oh no” I also broke practice with the sun still in the sky to post something about Dan Bern being interviewed by Cleveland Jewish Radio and he said something about reclaiming the swastika and it being comprised literally of four 7’s
7 7 7 7
and that reminds him of 28 which is half of Joe DiMaggio’s 56 game hitting streak.
Whereas I was a couple days ago working on a piece about Chief Meyers who caught Christy Mathewson obviously not a Jew —yet MOT —who went to Dartmouth, and Brad Ausmus who is indeed Jewish and Ben Rice ’22 who was star of the summer league up there in Worcester.
I am only so-so at Zoom — I remember “zoom galley galley galley, zoom galley galley”. (I even remember ad libbing “mercury morris goes zoom galley galley galley – he was a quick running back for the Miami Dolphins this was 1972 or 5760 or so. )
So I asked via the chat feature how big the Lee Krassner piece was and she replied — her name was Alexandra or Alex Lyon — the leader of the talk — that as it says on the card the piece was about 2 feet by 3 feet (later, although they appeared the same more of less on my computer screen, the Barnett Newman was 17 feet across). I had the zoom set so that I could see the leader slightly larger – and a gallery of faces of the 50 or so other “zoomers” but I didn’t notice the card, which also had a chart of Hebrew characters, aleph bet et al — .
Later a man asked the name of the Rothko piece. It is in the collection of the SFMOMA, as compared or I compared it to the one they had just sold off for $50M – I wonder how many zuzim that is? (A goat was “two zuzim” back in the day so at least a million zuzim I would think, but I am only kidding.
The work the Lyon was sharing was called “1960 No. 14” but I dryly and mysteriously posted:
Nolf
Post Script: I also know a Noel Kidd, so I could have called this “Nolf or Noel an only Kidd”
Or I could claim to Noel that if he calls himself “Nolf” people will think he is jewish, its a Mark Rothko reference.
That’s my next step after going to the bank, reading the Wall Street Journal or parts of it, four tear sheets from last Friday, and having some coffee and merging with the great wireless universe.
I was meaning to addendumize with the topics of the WSJ that I have not read, but I had already imagined a Pow Wow between Paul Gigot of the Journal who is Dartmouth ’77 and Jim Newton formerly of the LA Times who is an ’85. I met Kamala Harris thru Jim, once. It was a book party. I am curious how they know each other. Do tell.
“Harris Rakes in Hollywood Donations” by Emily Glazer and Chad Day: Mindy Kaling, Reese Witherspoon, Shonda Rhimes — two -thirds of whom went to Dartmouth.
“Sen. Feinstein’s Husband Likely Used Clout in UC Admissions, Auditor Says” which to me is a non-issue written by Douglas Belkin yet interestingly it references that the story was broke by the Mercury. Richard Blum is the dude. It says that four campuses admitted 64 students over a five year period based on intervention from billionaires and the very powerful. So that’s about ten thousand students admitted therefore because of their grades, I like them odds.
“City Sues Dozens of Alleged Drug Dealers”, 28 of them and it prevents them from entering a 50-block area in the Tenderloin, they would face arrest on a misdemeanor, $6,000 fine and the seizure of drugs and money. Contrast this with the Lytton Plaza saga of Palo Alto in 2008. The move comes, they write, after a 70 percent increase in overdose to 441, more than half of them from fentanyl.
“Greatness Revisited: Gods at Play by Tom Callahan reviewed by David Shribman who they identify as a former Journal reporter who teaches at Max Bell McGill but I think of as a former Dartmouth trustee, and alum. But I doubt the Tom Callahan is our fellow alumnus. He wrote for Time magazine and the Washington Post whereas Dartmouth’s Tom Callahan was president of the IFC fraternity council and was a competitive diver.
An “episodic memoir”. I too have fits of remembrance, insane in the membrane, yo.
“Steering Through Scandal” by John Anderson. Jeff Daniels stars as former FBI director James Comes in this gripping drama. (which in the Phi Delta spank room means what?) I would have rather seen Tom Callahan ’84 as Comey. And maybe Rich Durante who we called “Bullethead” as Trump. Ok, I never called Rich Durante “bullethead” but I know that was his pledge name at old Phi Delta Alta or whatever. (By the way I also cold-called or emailed Gordon Dyal another Dartmouth guy of that era and someone who still ranks among Gunn High’s best sprint relayists. he is not on Wall Street he is on West 57th please note. I wonder who is on 7777 W. 56th if they like Joe DiMaggio. Also, I’m certain that none of the group of Tom Callahan, Gordon Dyal or Rich Durante ever visited the Phi Delt spank room nor would they recall there being such thing. And even queerer, just as I typed this a mistral is that the word blew my stack of WSJ tear sheets a few tables away up Ramona street and I only retrieved four of the five, one of them is under an AIRSTREAM mobile home converted to be a dry bar by Greg St. Clair of NoLa. Talk about divine intervention. I’m here all week try the jerked chicken.
Excuse the segue if you are Gordon Dyal or his reader but there is a show called “Kajillionaire” now playing in theaters by Miranda July.
Twelve oh six is the number of rushing yards last year by Lamar Jackson a quarterback of the Ravens featured in an article by andrew Beaton on page A12, tho I noted that he only got 90 or so last night and lost to Mahomes and the Chiefs who is old fashioned and threw for four.
“Palantir Shares Expected to Shine In Debut: Lack of profit, unusual governance structure aside, valuation could reach nearly $22 billion” (Farrell, Driebusch et al) backed with “Revered book of numbers has odd ones: Sleuth finds flaws in ‘A Million Random Digits”.
Thank you Paul Gigot.
And I’m the guy sitting in a cafe with a Mercedes 44 cap and an OBFUG shirt. The dweeby heebie, if you will.
Jesus Christ am I still here? If so I want my last words to be something about WSJ mentioned above that Palantir goes public tomorrow and will be valued at $22 Billion dollars although they lost abut 500 million dollars last year. A million dollars is like a billion dollars the way a pubic hair is like your penis. I spend regular dollars, I carry in a leathery pocket satchel I bought at a place called Shinola that is no longer hair.
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On Yom Kippur at around 6:41 on a Monday and the sun doesn’t go down until 6:55 I jumped the gun to post that Dan Bern said something once about reclaiming the swastika and he said that it is comprised of four 7’s and that that adds to 28 which is half of Joe DiMaggio’s hitting streak.
I also came up with something bout Steve Lacy and Mark Rothko.
Also, there’s a band named NOFX that is mostly Jewish.
But I totally ignored a lot of things that are not Jewish in accordance with it being my dad of Repentence.
Big Steve is coming up with a bottle of tequila, kosher tequilla. And Terry my wife is working today but will be home in about and hour and a half. I am trying to fast until she can break bread with us. Fifity seven eighty one seems like a winner. It factors nicely, three ties 1927.
Ooi also did a shout out to Bert the Clever Klezmer,
Michael Arcega has at least two pieces I saw at a new group show at a new gallery on Uzi Ave in Downtown Palo Alto four blocks from where I am sitting in a design within reach Clayton Moore (Eames) or whoever lounger (my wife, the artist Terry Acebo Davis picked it, and my dog Duffy Do Da Da has claimed the matching footrest or Ottoman as part of his empire) on my laptop computer from the Apple Store — the new gallery called Quaila is very near the Apple Store, that used to be Liddicoats Mall where Mrs Fields Debbie Fields sold her first commercial batch o f cookies. (When cookies were something you ate and not something that helped people spy on you).
One piece — or I strongly suspect it is from Michael Arcega having cheated despite challenging myself to try to find his work without reading the name tags — I saw it first, kept walking deeper into the space and then saw one that capitivated me enough that I broke my vow of three minutes earlier and read the tag, then was releived and excited that indeed that was Michael’s too.
The one piece is a musical instrument. I would call it a xylophone or TK like Lionel Hampton might play. Or Stephon Harris. I call the piece “Hampton” not referencing the Hamptons where rich white New Yorkers chill in the summer. I didn’t read the card carefully enough to know if the piece has a name. I squinted – I was wearing a Covid mask – -black and cotton and tied twice by Marine Layer which I sometimes call Marin Layer like from Tiburon or Sausalito and someday I will learn to type Sausalito or spell it or proof read and not think its funny to let the computer finish my sentence for me. I noticed it says DO NOT TOUCH which I took to mean to fight my immediate reaction to tap on the piece to try to get a sound. Did I finish the thought that with a mask on my glasses should fog so I took them off in advance?
So I’ve only seen the show to about a 99.8 percent acuity I could go back and look longer or bear the risk of getting a deadly disease for the sake of Ways of Seeing John Berger that much better.
I was in the gallery for about 3 minutes from 12:35 to 12:40 today. I had a time-stamped entrance from EventBrite but I did not need it plus my phone had died. There was one other person in the gallery who glared at me from above her mask and below her hat.
The gallery guy in the back room never bothered to acknowledge me – -though Michael Arecega’s piece is very near him.
Terry always likes to go into the office space of a gallery and see “the good stuff” if you excuse the digresson.
Fuck typing.
I mean, I alternate between being a stickler for grammar — “further” versus “father” like in Finding Fucking Forrester and or two versions of “cahoot” or more commonly “cahoots” from Websters 9th and Websters 11th and how the “devil” has been bleached from the latter or is just that much sneakier. It’s french and means “hut”.
That the gallery guy never noticed me – staring into his screen compared to me leaning back, legs crossed keypad poised on tights or thighs and typing — but I was not offended maybe even with retail and gallery open during Covid time why increase the risk by being polite?
So this is a home made and maybe jury-rigged or improvised xylophone or TK made maybe of found objects or animals like Debbie butterfiedl but hers are actually bronze — the piece was sitting on little vintage plates. One said “welcome to Nebraska”, “the gateway to the west” or something. Maybe the piece overall references Western Expansion or Manifest Destiny or white people taking from Red people with the help of Brown Brownish and Yellow people but then saying Irish Need Not Apply No Jews Either if You Can Read This You are Too Uppity.
A previous piece of Michael Arecega I saw at Montalvo – which itself has a racist history he and his friend Stephanie pointed out — was a boat made of Manilla envelopes that apparently also floats.
I was tempted to tap on the keys or bones anyways and risk the scorn of the guy at his computer. When I used to hang out in Center City Philadelphia I once got scolded by the guard for banging the pads of my palms on some steel Alexander Calder sculptures near the museum or Benjamin Franklin Parkway. He did not excuse me for saying that I was in jazz and knew personally and had worked with John Santos and Stephon Harris.
The second piece or second suspected piece references Kon Tiki. It looks like models of seafaring or lake-faring crafts like the ribs – -hey maybe that’s a pun or interaction – iteration — like it happens twice — bones versus ribs — Underneath the table or on a different shelf were some bundles of sticks and empty bottles. Like, it could float.
So I suspect there are two pieces my Michael Arcega at Qualia Gallery on Uzi Ave in Palo Alto, one could float and one could make music. (Note: If you bang or tap the side of a boat you can get sound, and in deed an African xylophone thing might float or burn in a pinch). Vibes. Bobby Hutchinson also, was or is from around here and plays like that. Plus Mathew Zupri or something from Switzerland. Matthias Lupri or something on a small label. Maybe there is a Steve Nelson who plays with a super famous bassist I saw in New York one night with John Ellis and Joe Martin. Not Gary Peacock but that class. Not Charlie Haden either.
I want to come back to the gallery when Michael Arcega is there to demonstrate or sound.
There’s also a little annex that might have been storage for Disco Rex Pharmacy that has an installation of some chairs and a couch – but not Design Within Reach quality — and some chandeliers made of slides such that when you turn it on – it was dark when I went in but could make out the shapes of the charts and couches — you either notice the detail of the slides —Kodak et cetera — or it makes interesting random patterns on the wall. There is slim chance that that is a 3rd Micheael Arcega piece
did i say there were about six artists and about 20 pieces in various dimensions mostly works on the wall.
A couple other points: my dog was carrying a small orange ball and decided to leave it a two-putt from the xylophone. I hope no one trips and falls and sues the gallery which might then have to close. And then on way out I used their sanitizing goop to clean my hands – -though I had not touched anything — alas — and also stole some Scott tape from a handy dispenser or self-dispenser left near the goop and wrapped my bulge of newpapers or bundle as if I wanted to see if they would float.
Pamela Walsh also has a gallery nearby on Ramona with some nathan Oliveira nudes I like for about $15,000 each. There is also a small gallery I notice in the Thoits Building at 500 Uni, near the back on the southwest corner of the lobby exterior by Elon something or Something elm that is a globe thing with a light bulb plus Ghost Records like chopped up pieces of music, fake Christan Marclay. This is near Joe and the Juice which i call Joe the Juicer and Accel Partners or something.
But if you are a fan of Michael Arcega — as I am — or are in Palo Alto anyhow – go see this little gallery. there is also Leo Villarreal at PACE, plus our 16 BLM murals on literally on Hamilton between Bryant and Ramona plus various extant or surviving Greg Brown murals like at Bryant and or just before Uzi.
(I call it Uzi Ave not Uni Ave or University because at this rate with Fascism creeping into our society the huge corporations with office space downtown will soon have private guards with machine guns not just protecting their assets but firing at us for kicks making us dance or conform, with impunity or maybe for prize money. I just laughed to myself and simultaneously thought of Adam Johnson and his short story about Palo Alto hiring precocious teen snipers to silence corporate dissent).
I was disappointed by the candidates’ forum, 10 aspirants (2 incumbents) moderated by two from the Weekly over Zoom.
I was imagining the Last Supper, 10 disciples of Jesus deliberating over how to most effectively pray to Yahweh for two thousand twenty years of an absence of floods, plagues and pestilence.
Or , the Kurosawa movie about a humble village hiring seven samurai to ward off the brigands.
Read George Packer, “The Unwinding”.
Over the next five weeks keep seeking info to help sort these 10. Vote for your best four.
There are commissions open. Apply. Ring the doorbells of electeds to complain if they don’t give your interest due consideration.
Push for publicly funded campaigns with twenty candidates in 2022, ranked choice and districting.
Keep your mask on.
Stay calm.
Keep on rockin’ in the free world.

And1: my computer trailed off during the final minutes, so I missed 9 of the closing statements. I liked when Jocelyn subtly by her tone called out Greg Tanaka for gorging on special interest funding.
n the fall of 1985, Mike Park began his journey in the music world. His first band Psychiatric Disorder, played blistering punk rock influenced by BLACK FLAG, 7 SECONDS, MINOR THREAT, and THE MINUTEMEN. Unfortunately, the band was horrible. But that was more than twenty five years ago and though the music has changed, the philosophy of punk has remained a staple in the life of Mr. Park. As a member of the now defunct band Skankin’ Pickle, Mike Park was able to release five full length records, tour fourteen countries, and make his mark in the independent music world.
In May of 1996, Park started Asian Man Records, which boasts a roster of bands that include ALKALINE TRIO, LAWRENCE ARMS, ANDREW JACKSON JIHAD, JOYCE MANOR, KEVIN SECONDS, BOMB THE MUSIC INDUSTRY, THE QUEERS, and many more.
I’m publishing a Mike Park song on my BandCamp platform, which is a thrill for me.
I’ve done three previous projects with Mike. His band Skankin’ Pickle did a free outdoors show at the Cubberley Ampthitheatre in summer, 1996. He produced a band Kemuri of Japan, on Roadrunner, that played at the Cub Auditorium (cafeteria), in 1997. He opened for The Evans (featuring Ian MacKaye and Amy Farina) at Terman in 2003. I have a lot of respect for his Asian Man Records (formerly Dill) and Fun Fun (children’s) labels.
But this also reminds me, as I tap this out on an Apple laptop with Thursday night football Jacksonville versus Miami in the background, awaiting the 7 p.m. Palo Alto candidates debate online, and my wife Terry Acebo Davis returning from her day job by 8 or so, that the very first time I used computers was in the 5th grade, at Fremont Hills in Palo Alto (LAH actually) and we would get to go to the district office at 25 Churchill and basically play games. Apparently also this computer simulation that seemed interesting at the time.
And my brother, an 8th grader, had similar classes or exposure — but I swear for a minute I knew more about computers than he — and we went to my dad’s office and used their teletype to call Palo Alto from Cupertino and play more football, and maybe print out weird drawings of a rabbit or diamonds or something or your name in big letters.
So, although I am also about to say something about the actual song, (I’m Not Your)Steppin’ Stone by The Monkees and Paul Revere.
Raymond W. Miseyka
who was in high school in Butler, PA when he wrote this.
I felt like a blessed (not privileged) 5th grader in Palo Alto to get to play this simple football thing in 1975 when I was 11 and now I’m 56 and I can put Mike Park onto my computer singing and in theory millions of people can hear or download his version of this song (although the guy who wrote it is now dead, but his estate can try to track me down for “mechanicals” even though I am streaming for free.
Computers do a lot of other things to and for other people, but I will leave the elaboration of that for another post. Miami is leading 21-7 which is good for me because in Fantasy Football my head-to-head opponent named Jamie who I’ve met only five or six times — once when my dad had back surgery and UCSF — Dr. M — and Jamie besides being a photographer is also a PT.
Mike Park was profiled in the Pink – the San Francisco Chronicle Sunday entertainment section – cover story even about a month ago. I also wrote a post about him for that AOL thing I cannot recall the name of Patch about the fact that he was on the cover of Metro. (Iam clicking “media’ on my categories).
Mike is also Korean, which makes me think of my dear friends in Massachusetts by way of Denver and Springfiled Brian and Jennifer Lee Moore and their kids L_ and A_. Three of the four of them have Korean middle names while Brian is stuck with “Edward”.
Thanks a lot to Mike Park, who is now the third artist to contribute content to Lions with Wings.
I hope we can get back to live shows sometime towards the end of 2021.
Nancy Wright “There is Something on Your Mind”
BLUF: if i was going to answer such a question I would say I am reading the autobiography of the recently deceased football hero Gale Sayers for whom the NFL humanitarian of the year award is named for “I Am Third” the title of which refers to his philosphical belief system and hierarchy and I quote, “The Lord is First. My friends and family and constituents are Second. I am Third”. I am listening to a new jazz based oratorio by Nicole Mitchell and Lisa M. Harris of Houston based on the writings of Octavia Butler about a future society that is balanced and humane and elevates women and people of color, “EarthSeed” and I am watching two movies by Robert Wise “w” “i” “s” “e” no relation different spelling “The Set Up” and “Somebody Up there Likes Me” from the 1950s and I taped them both from our cable system and The Movie Channel TMC in that they are both about boxing, one stars my fellow Dartmouth grad a former collegiate boxing champion Robert Ryan about a fighter asked to throw his match – -maybe the basis for the Bruce Willis plot point in Quentin Tarantino’s “Pulp Fiction” and the other starring Paul Newman in a break out role based on the life of Rocky Graziano but what I’m tracking is race in that I noticed that the Set Up is based on a poem by Joseph Moncure March I think is his name but the character in the original is a black guy named Pansy Jones and I always thought it would be interesting to stage a new production restoring that fact, but I buy way more books than I ever finish, and I have tons and tons of music and cds that I am trying to screen — that’s my business, my work, I’m a concert promoter – and I’m always taping then erasing a lot of stuff on tv, more than on Youtube, but I watch some of that. Plus I write my own blog, Plastic Alto, which has about 2,400 posts.
In Tanaka’s Satanic Service, Strikes Two
Yesterday I posted to my blog about Palo Alto council member and incumbent candidate Greg Tanaka and how weird it was that he described himself in relation to Satanic murderer Richard Ramirez, The Night Stalker.

Marlowe wrote about the faustus myth and I hope midnight comes to GT, at least in terms of his being on council
And I connected that to his discussion of CAHOOT, a mental health police intervention program, the name I claimed could possibly be a second dog whistle to potential devil-worshipping followers of the politician. I said that my Webster’s dictionary mentioned that the word was often used in conjunction with “the devil” as in “Greg Tanaka is in cahoots with the Devil”.
But in my new Webster’s, the Eleventh edition relative to the Ninth, it actually changes the definition of “cahoots” slightly and omits the part about “with the devil”.
Meanwhile it turns out the Molly Tuttle, a Nashville based singer-songwriter from Palo Alto not only sings a Rolling Stones song “She’s Like a Rainbow” that indirectly has a reference to Satanism – its from a 1976 album called “In Her Satanic Service” but she also has a second song on her new cd “Olympia” – by Tim Armstrong of Rancid – that includes the lyric “I was feeling much like the devil”.
But I would never say that Molly Tuttle is Satanic, I would just say its a coincidence or she is being ironic or stepping out a bit, since she is, as I said, saintly. I like Molly Tuttle, she is fantastic.
I don’t like Greg Tanaka. He’s horrible.
TONITE THURSDAY AT 7 PM CITIZENS WILL GET THE CHANCE TO HEAR MY LEAST FAVORITE GREG TANAKA AND MY FAVORITE REBECCA EISENBERG AND EIGHT OTHERS DISCUSS AND DEBATE, BUT UNTIL THEN I WANT TO SAY I AM ALARMED TO HAVE A LEADER WHO APPARENTLY DOES NOT READ, LISTEN TO MUSIC OR GO TO OR SCREEN CINEMA.
More specifically: in 10 or so years in Palo Alto leadership, as commissioner or council member, Greg Tanaka has never said anything that I agree with. He’s never said anything I find intelligent or insightful or important. I’ve just heard him mumble a bunch of tiresome nonsense about it costs too much.
Also, Greg Tanaka is constantly attacking public art and the very popular Percent for Art program and I love public art, love the Percent for Art program, work in the arts, campaigned for public office and commissions on art platforms or planks, and am married to the former chair of the arts commission Terry Acebo Davis, who is Catholic, while I’m Jewish.
Plus, Greg Tanka not only did not listen to me when I visited him in his office, but he cut me off and left the room exactly as I was sharing a very intimate personal detail to him, and why I dropped out of the 2018 campaign. And then he edited his tape of the meeting to cover up that fact — while I kept my tape of that meeting.
I suspect Greg Tanaka of being some sort of a sociopath or having a neurological basis for his weirdness. He is not fit to serve. I hope voters reject him, bigly.
And when I say “On Tanaka’s Satanic Service Strikes Two” I mean strikes two as in “of the clock” and I am referencing Christopher Marlowe’s “Faustus” and not baseball “strike two” meaning me missing something. I mean maybe Tanaka made a deal with the Devil, Beelzebud — his angel, from Milton’s “Paradise Lost’ or Satan.
I did listen to the second half of Greg’s talk with Rev Bruce Reyes Chow and had nothing further to report on this matter.
ok well wait a minute; at 33:33 which is half of 66:66 the devil’s number, Tanaka says that apropos of police reform he wants to first check the data and look at “apples to apples” – is that a dog whistle to maybe a set of Satanists who have read “Paradise Lost” and know that he is talking about the apple with which Satan tempts Eve? The snake me beguiled and I did eat. I’m jest saying.
well:
Tanaka says that Palo Alto housing prices peaked in 2018 and are in decline.
And that the house next door to him was on the market for $3m but sold for $2m which he called a “thirty-three percent haircut” – -he used that term at least twice, “haircut”. But my question would be: what was the seller’s basis? Or how much per square foot? Or, how long on the market. And I don’t believe this person was actually next door to Greg.
He also said something about buying two small pizzas – and he gestures to indicate they were the size of his head, but they cost $90.00. I had to reply the tape because it sounded like “nine dollars”.
Then he said, most weirdiest, that commercial utility rates are too high and a bigger problem that the residential rates. And that if people move to Austin Texas housing is one-sixth of here. His actual words” you can get three times the house for half the prize”. Now I almost moved to South Austin in 2009 after spending a month there around the time of SXSW and I used to say I could cut my overhead in half but if You look it up I bet you will find that we are more like 60 percent higher and not six times. (edit to add: Tanaka is correct and I am wrong that the median home price in Austin in 2019 was $395,000 and her it was $2.7m so indeed prices here are 6.66 times higher)
“Byzantine entitlement process, so it’s really hard to get approval, right?” “we charge relatively hight impact fees”
Palo Alto Housng Corporation changed their name he said because they have built everywhere but Palo Alto.? I’m guessing, they merged and moved? Or because of all the scandals and bad publicity of bad deals like Maybell?
I took a big pay cut? “Haircut” is also the name of a story by Ring Lardner, and a collection of that title, which is about a bunch of guys who hang out at the barber shop and talk smack, circa 1920 and how that goes too far, but none of them were elected public figures such that the smack talker — me- is protected by the first amendment.
surcharge on pizza? he’s against it, because it’s already $90?
Inflation has been 3 percent but we’ve had double digit rate increases in utilities last few years??
He claims that Palo Altan’s pay $50 for black trash bins but Mountain View only pays $35.
He kinda goes on and on about sob stories about his child’s friend parent who complained of losing his job and the utility rate increase, yet why does he collect contributions from the uber-wealthy special interests like Chop Keenan and other developers? And he claims poor sad sack won’t be able to donate to “PIE” this year – although he cannot recall the acronym — let me try it Parent Endowment or Education? i forget to, don’t have kids. But he’s sort of messing the point that previously taxes and property taxes paid for schools — pre-Prop 13 – -and as part of the tax-dodging libertarian type that’s part of the equation, that we don’t ask as much in taxes but ask for donations to foundations, a type of privatization.
When Greg Tanaka says “i feel for them” I don’t think he knows what that means but I think he knows or thinks that if he pretends to care or feel he can trick people into giving him money or voting for him.
Never mentioned whether he was for or against a business tax – -he’s against it. But rails against a straw man of something no ones heard of, the $10 surcharge on the $90 pizza.
He’s reading “All American Boys” by Jason Jason Reynolds and Brendan Kiely 2015. He sort of botches the story line by omitting that most of the plot is about the fact that the cop beats up the young black suspect who he accuses of shoplifting. At least at a glance, although I admit he is closer to an accurate description than what I first thought he said and started to pounce upon.
And he watches not “the Matrix” tho he’s seen it but like in the Matrix, he watches a lot of youtube how to fix it content to help him fix his bike, which he been riding for more than 30 years. And the book was suggested by his student intern. it’s about an assault wherein a black person and a “white caucasian person” saw it differently – I was anticipating his use of the term “rashomon effect” to no avail. And he listens to podcasts, about startups which are better than IBM or HPs. He says he’s also “AA” meaning anti-acronym. LOL. Oy.
Take us home, brother Marlowe – shout out to my professor James Shapiro:
FAUSTUS. Ah, Faustus,
Now hast thou but one bare hour to live,
And then thou must be damn’d perpetually!
Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven,
That time may cease, and midnight never come;
Fair Nature’s eye, rise, rise again, and make
Perpetual day; or let this hour be but
A year, a month, a week, a natural day,
That Faustus may repent and save his soul!
O lente, lente currite, noctis equi!
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this is pretty experimental and obscure but I took photos of 10 human faces from artwork in my home office / spare bedroom and bathroom and was going to assign them arbitrarily as avatars of the 10 council candidates, alphabetically versus the order I shot them and see if it causes any weird shift phases of my views on them. I will correct any specific gender or race microagression.
Ajit
Ajit is a business man asscociated with high tech and the image I used is of Clint Eastwood in a parade and Carmel so just spit-balling here I guess I would predict that Palo Alto or America under someone like Ajit there would be private cops with AK-47s shooting at the feet of pedestrians in front of every office building on Uni Ave, which we would then jokingly call Uzi Ave.
Cari
This is a slightly out of focus detail of a painting by outsider Jimmy Lee Sudduth and it times comments have described this as a cheer-leader and Cari is a cheer leader of sorts for the developers and like Armit for a type of corporate hegemony but what comes to mind just like here I can only imagine vacuous and insipid utterances about Brothers Grimm if she was asked to write a thesis on Brother Jim she would say that it reminds her of Palo Alto because the buildings — you cannot see here — are more that 50 feet. (I can Swede in the building — but I have to add that my fav candidate also favors raising the height limit downtown.)
Ed
Ed as a candidate seems to have a fairly blank face and fake smile when he is on the dias like the facial expression in this sticker which depicts a Warriors logo in reference to Dia De Las Muertos.
Greer
This is a cartoonified and pixelated version of the fictional boxer Rocky Balboa played by Sly Stallone and as I referenced above Rocky was based partly on Rocky Graziano; Greer is pound for pound…
Greg
This is a masque made by Santiago Romero the nephew of Mateo Romero and son of Diego Romero, a Dartmouth grad and he told us that his former step-mom Roxanne helped him design it — whereas Greg Tanaka seems to lie all the time, so it highligths the long nose here.
Lydia
(somehow got deleted but I think it was a female figure or face by Leonard Baskin, who is Jewish, whereas one of the knocks on Lydia early on was that some people in Barron Park said that her support of the Christmas pageant at Buena Vista showed a misunderstanding of the no establishment clause. But she did come to my mom’s memorial at Beth Am so thank you).
Pat
This is a Tibetan face from the Beastie Boys concert at Golden Gate Park in the early 1990s and I can only say that it reminds me of the time in 2014 when Pat and I were both candidates in office of the Daily News waiting for the intereview to start and he said he had just been to the Bridge Concert at Shoreline and he said his favorite act was Jack White. But he did not know who White Stripes were.
Raven
It is not strictly true that matching randomly ten details of artwork on my or Terry’s walls with ten alphabetized candidates by first name happens to yield Raven Malone a Black woman as represented by a painting my Ian Johnson of Ornette Coleman, but close enough for Plastic Alto. Ornette is a hugely influential living legend in jazz who created his own sub-language and style – and influenced the naming of this blog for his acrylic saxophone — whereas Raven is trying to exert an influence in this her adopted home town by participating in protest (BLM) and now running for office.
Rebecca
This is a painting or mixed media work by Mateo Romero of Santa Fe area and depicts a Santa Clara pueblo woman with a black pot on her head. It means that Rebecca, a Stanford grad with a Harvard law degree has a lot of her mind.
MC Lars sent me via these magic media boxes, that approximate the human experience thru an elablorate systems of digital pulses, some words, music and images that comes out of our discussion of a mutual respect for the pre-contact civilizations of Northern California.
His song is called “In the Land of the Grasshopper Song”. It features he, Ash Tell Em, Christina Rotondo and Mike Russo. It has a catchy hook, but it also tells the history of the region from the perspective of the Hoopa and Yurok. It was mixed by Beau Vallis and then I just sort of tapped on the magic box on my lap and — cross your fingers — have set it up such that you dear reader and total strangers can sort of hear what Lars’ song sounds like.
Lars is a Stanford grad who also studied in Oxford. He hails from Pebble Beach, California near Carmel and Monterrey. I’ve been aware of his work from his undergrad days – -he was already recording and touring before he graduated college, but only met him about a year ago.
Matt The Electrician (Matt Sever) who played an Earthwise Productions show October, 2019 at Cubberley H-1 mentioned between songs that he had met Lars at a show in their mutual hometown at the beginning of their respective careers. I, cheekily, reached out to Lars mid-set and shared his receptive reply to the crowd, essentially fact-checking Matt.
Lars later played a showcase I did at the Palo Alto JCC that also featured blues legend Charlie Musselwhite and soulful singer Valerie Troutt, in December.
So now I have two shareable files for my Lions With Wings bandcamp, plus a couple that are gestating. (See also: Nancy Wright, “There is Something On Your Mind” cover).
I don’t presume to return to the concert business until fall, 2021.
Lions with Wings is named for the bestiary landmarks on campus that some people call the Stanford Griffons but they are really just lions with wings. I learned on the internet that there is a fountain in Leicsester, England that has the exact same Lions but they spit water. My Lions with Wings only spits rhymes.
I think I suggested the source to Lars. Here is more, according to these same sources:
In 1908 two young women—the authors of this book—Mary Ellicot Arnold and Mabel Reed –accepted Indian Service appointments as field matrons for the Karok Indians in the Klamath and Salmon River country of northern California. Although the area had been the scene of a gold rush some fifty years earlier, they write in the foreword, “the social life of the Indian—what he believed and the way he felt about things—was very little affected by white influence. The older Indians still had the spaced tatoo marks on their forearms, by which they could measure the length of the string of wampum required to buy a wife. . . . The white men we knew on the Rivers were pioneers of the Old West. . . . All around us was gold country, the land of the saloon and of the six-shooter. Our friends and neighbors carried guns as a matter of course, and used them on occasion. But the account given in these pages is not of these occurrences but of everyday life on the frontier in an Indian village, and what Indians and badmen did and said when they were not engaged in wiping out their friends and neighbors. It is also the account of our own two years in Indian country where, in the sixty-mile stretch between Happy Camp and Orleans, we were the only white women.
My Dartmouth classmate Andre Cramblit wrote an introductions to this edition of the book the MC Lars rap is based on.