Ruth Weiss, 1010 vs Io, 10


I was the first person to make a purchase at Bell’s book’s with its new germ shield configuration. I was trying to buy only a graphic novel about John Lewis, March. And I owed faith $60 for to Derek Wolcott editions that she snatched from the window display a few weeks ago before they were ready to transact.  I actually wrote a poem in 1990 about Derek Walcott how we would be able to not just xerox his words but xerox or mass reproduce the poem poet itself using crisper DNA crisper without the E.
But I saw the word baseball issue written large on the spine of something behind the Redge and I had to buy it Ridge as in Reggie Jackson. It registered. It is a journal from 1966 called 10 or I owe or I think there’s a moon with the same name of Jupiter.

and later I was sitting at Café Venetia with my bag of clippings in Books and I had bought the chronicle for its article but every Kwong at the Deyoung but it also had a full page obituary Ralph Barbieri and something about Mrs. Bob of Bob and Bob gift shop and a young restaurant tour well my age in San Francisco who committed suicide although it’s possible I knew his widow or his mother-in-law if they were from our synagogue.
I did not know Ruth Weiss the poet but she might’ve been at a Jack Hirschmann event I went to where they hand out a broadside and I talked about prince how and I wasn’t sure if they meant Shakespeare or the picture from the Tigers.

edit to add I forgot to mention that Ruth Weiss was one of the first people to recite beat poetry while musicians improvised jazz and she lived apparently if Sam waiting can be believed at 10:10 Montgomery at the corner of Vallejo between Broadway and telegraph Hill high lived there 40 years later for about three years not the same building across the street. Also Allen Ginsberg later somewhere between Ruth and I Road Howell there or how old they’re in the Palmer itself how old there as a verb in the poem road itself

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A gap-toothed woman I met at the cafe reminds me of Dori Seda, who I never knew except in the Les Blank film

When I saw “Gap Toothed Women” I called Les Blank to express my enthusiasm and admitted I had a little crush on Dori Seda, who had also done the poster. He sadly shared that she had passed away.
Richard Van Busack in The Metro has a more fleshed out memoir.

And in the ensuing 30 years I have probably brought up this theory – that gap toothed woman are freaky — about 100 times; no other empirical evidence to report, alas.

I bought my best friend a VHS of Les Blank “Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe” as an incentive to drop out of Harvard and become a filmmaker but Brian ended up going back to school, and is a neuropathologist.

Actually he is an unemployed neuropathologist so maybe now is the time to get reel. Start with cell phone photos of people you can meet at Starbucks, but at our age we have to be careful not to be called “creepy” — I would have preferred to live in an era where they called us Pygmalions. I think its only creepy if you move slow and mysteriously like a snake. if you are super bold and light you are contagious, not creepy. Hermetic not herpetic. When I was 7 I confused the words “herpes” and “Slurpees” I used to collect reusable plastic cups with pictures of football players, near my grandmothers house, Benton in Santa Clara, off Lawrence. (Actually years later my friend KJ- was found dead in his apartment by his ex, whose sister called me to go support her. That is creepier. More sad than anything. USA has crappy policy on immigrants. We can do better).

So if you are still reaading this, there is a connection between me buying slurpee’s, Dori using food stamps to buy cigarrettes and poor Kevin dying near my grandparents’ apartment complex. There was also a little poodle that would lick my eyelids. I was six years old. Mrs Haney. 
I lament I will likely never have the chance to be as good a grand pa as H. nor as good a father as P, though at times he seemed ambivalent. He had a gap tooth, my dad, though it was masked by orthodontics. Kevin and my dad both died of heart attacks though my father was 90, Kevin 27. I think Dori Seda was around 40. Carpe Diem. Shabbat shalom.

 

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What a difference a day makes or 17 years

OR, DIAL MM FOR MONEY AND MUSIC AND MEMORY

I met Mulgrew Miller in France, when Henry Butler played Xavier’s festival.
He was on my list of potential management clients, but I never had the nerve to ask.
Here is his old business crowd; it sold one more download from ITunes, so many years later — I guess the publisher gets paid at least — I pay $10 per month for all I can eat. (Unless they are waiting to send me a bill for $3,000 per track. It reminds me that in 1975 when computers were new my brother and I went to my Dad’s car agency, Key Chevrolet of Cupertino, CA which is now a Whole Foods and 1 mile from the Apple Spaceship, to use their dial-up computer to play weird simple football games in BASIC at the Palo Alto Schools HP-3000 or HP-2000 computer. The parts manager freaked out that we had run up $100 in toll charges.

 

He died in 2013. The Times obit said Mark Gurley was his longtime manager:

Mulgrew Miller, a jazz pianist whose soulful erudition, clarity of touch and rhythmic aplomb made him a fixture in the postbop mainstream for more than 30 years, died on Wednesday in Allentown, Pa. He was 57.

The cause was a stroke, said his longtime manager, Mark Gurley. Mr. Miller had been hospitalized since Friday.

Mr. Miller developed his voice in the 1970s, combining the bright precision of bebop, as exemplified by Bud Powell and Oscar Peterson, with the clattering intrigue of modal jazz, especially as defined by McCoy Tyner. His balanced but assertive style was a model of fluency, lucidity and bounce, and it influenced more than a generation of younger pianists.

 

I meant to say that I am listening to MM live at Yoshi’s on my ear bud on my smart phone, from 2004 but I just downloaded it, while I am typing this, mostly workkng pn sonethintg ele.se. wife calls.

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Pederson powers past Pads

Joc Pederson the Jewish Palo Altan major leaguer and home run hitter, led the Dodgers past the Pads, getting three homers in the series win.
He hit a leadoff home run last night, according to the LA Times.
He had 36 homers last year, his career best.
How many major leaguers have ever had 36 or more homers? I’m guessing 200.
What is his career total? Creeping towards 200.
I have only caught bits and pieces of baseball. Last night I got one pitch of a replay of the A’s. But it was a K.
I’ve been watching a lot of replays, especially of the Oakland A’s my heroes from elementary school.
But who knew Tom Pacorichekt (?) was so tall? He’s six-four. Dodgers of that day in a loss. And it sill hurts Kirk Gibson beating the A’s, in high school.

In 2014 in AAA, PCL he had 33 homers and 30 steals, the first 30-30 in that league since Lefty O’doul. But he has 17 total major leagues SBs and 126 homers. Too many Ks still. 

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I was flipping thru some old trading cards and noticed Mets 24-7 who are these guys?

WHO IS 24 ON MIRACLE METS?

WHO IS 7 ON MIRACLE METS?

ED?

I’M GONNA GUESS ED KRANEPOOL AND ART SHAMSKY, BUT WHO IS THE HITTER?

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Gunn grad announces Levitation Year

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Kendra Smaby class of 2020 plans “to float and drift a bit while I ponder my options”

Considering Air Force, circus or philosophy.

the truth will set us fly.

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Thirty-five dollars OR One Thousands Words on Black Sabbath

1) NYT re “Almsot Famous”
2) axstv “Almost famous” paused at 2:31 pm — Lester bangs (hoffman?) and the kid in a cafe in Sd:
3) Stars of David — Peter Green is Jewish? But Ozzy nor his wife are not? Who is the heaviest heavy metal jew? as compared to Islam Heavy Metal; (And it turns out like 30 minutes later that I Donely is Peter Greene not in this book by Scott R Bernarde But there are no hard workers in the book there must be another book to my collection about Jews for example the Kiss guy;)
4) All Music Guide: Black Sabbath p 46, there are 37 entries that start “Black_”; (The only song and it was crazy train which is Ozzy but I came up with something which is the pixies Frank black black sabbath and Ozzie Osbourne)
5) HST Fear and Loathing Campaign Trail; Which for me translates into a picture and page 205 attributed to Annie Lennox from June 1972 which is at least contemporaneous to almost famous the Vincent black shadow witch Hunter calls and experimental prototype of the new Vincent or 1000 mL route the proved out to be so awesomely fast that I didn’t even have time to get scared of it before I found myself coming up on a highway stop light at 90 miles an hour and then it’s getting halfway through the intersection with the wheel both wheel brakes locked I genuinely
6) Brian Edge on Gilman Street literally and figuratively; I find that the mud women played on March 11, 1994 or seven months before they inaugurated my car barely series in October 1994; the merman AFI 15 NJ Church all played earlier that year Mr. T experience if we can substitute punk for Meadow.  I find that the mud women played on March 11, 1994 or seven months before they inaugurated my car release series in October 1994; the mermen AFI 15 NJ church all played earlier that your Mr. T experience if we can substitute punk for metal
7) Ben Fong Torres the hits juts keeps on coming Ben Fong Torres; I forget how close I came to anything in this book maybe Joe Sullivan on sly Stone who’s actual name is Stuart like Mark Stewart who is black but not Black Sabbath;
8) I bought the times because of a story on Creem;
9 Ira Kpalan tonite on wfmu andmy equents.
ut my wife took my computer, put it on my desk, various other mischief moving my shit around, but DIN DONT PLUG IN MY COMPUTER.
BUH BYEE….
I Was trying to see if I could write 1,000 words on BS by 4:30 my apointment with my atty.
Mark Weiss
not really a rock pundit, likes music, owns a coputer, too mch tim on my hand — song by Styx or something.
I was also Fant Linda Tillery doing some 1974 crap. David Essex but change James Dean to James Brown.

But with my handy handheld I can at least stream a minute or two of two early Black Sabbath songs 50 years late to the dance But with my handy handheld I can at least stream a minute or two of two early Black Sabbath songs 50 years late to the dance. I thought the guy from all music guide was using the term “butler “as a metaphor I thought the guy from all music guide was using the term “butler “as a metaphor. My neighbor Maya Ford knows a fuck load about Black Sabbath or at least Motley Crue.  Who is the heavy-metal bass player who spoke at pole star this year and she knows him and plays his guitar? 
this says word count 600 so I guess I have earned by 20 bucks in the fictitious year 2000 depiction of 1970 rock critic fantasia. 
edit to ad: Hey kids it’s not too late to root for the famous Sacramento solons what the fuck is a Solon is it a missile military industrial complex and all that? Also they were supposed to be something about baseball earlier today that I described in a private correspondence but I discovered I had in my possession Bud Daly.  Or Daley. But don’t delay time is running out you might as well be sledging on the one But don’t delay time is running out you might as well be sledging on the one. 



and1 andujar (personal to DJ at WFMU : don’t take drugs 

here it is:

CROWE I remember at some point, Billy was on fire. And he said, “OK, I’m on acid, right? Give me something specific. Give me something to do.” And I said, “Well, you’re tingling, you’re feeling it in your hands. It’s like, your hands have a mind of their own.” And he did that thing with his hands, which I just can never get enough of, where he’s feeling the tingly air on his hands, and it’s just like, “I dig music.”

but also — and not that I am not earning $35 for covering Stillwater or Black Sabbath From the comfort of my own couch — but I mean to bone up on this whole Beyoncé thing, too. 

Have not made much progress on Almost Famous, moved 1 min in 1 hr like a 24 hr psycho:

more: I think I figured out how to play or stream “Iron Man” and “Paranoid” while editing this post. Also Eric Cohen son of a Fields Prize winner texted me back to suggest cutting away to a Pinoy busker doing “Nothing Else Matters” two Saturday’s ago, at night on Uni Ave and since I’m a Jew and EC/2 that’s pretty fuckin’ Black Sabbath. 
also I promised Satan I’d at least learn the names of the four hoarse men of 1970: Ozzie Osborne, Tommy Iommi, Geezer Butler and Ronnie Del Rio, Jack Del Rio’s kid cuda cuddly brother. 

nothing else matters:

lastly —And it is about an hour and a half later and I have my meeting with my attorney and very non- rock and roll matters in about 23 minutes and I’ve only advanced meanwhile five minutes in the world of almost famous but here is Kozelek  in some ways it’s all about those like right or Kaplan special K — squared.

so I will send this along to Ira in hopes of having him acknowledge me during his graveyard shift or whatever you call it and I think I have Covid Lakes email something clever not quite a name but more like an intersection in the tenderloin like Eddie with a Y Jones Eddie Jones or something like maybe nowadays he doesn’t actually have a roadie but he likes to advance his own show under a pseudonym or something; and when we were in Bigsur we saw a flyer so he has Groundhogged:

did I already say that instead of 1000 words or $35 or $435 it’s about 700 words and seven photos and a five minute video of a guy playing Metallica song and I will pay Ira or Marc $35 to read this like a Woody Allen character working in a strip club:

I also forgot to say Bill Ward

 

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Below the fold (thank G#^)

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I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned this guy by name which is a Chinese wall so to speak against being rounded up when they come for the union thisI don’t think I’ve ever mentioned this guy by name which is a Chinese wall so to speak against being rounded up when they come for the union this and I was not a unionist

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Bob Dylan ‘Hurricane’ poster cover or flyer courtesy of Ira Kaplan of Yo La Tengo and WFMU VS Reggie Jackson ‘IN ACTION’ 1972 Topps baseball card although he is just standing there staring into space

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I don’t have much else to say on the topic other than tune in tonight 9 PM Pacific Coast time WFMU on your handheld staring into space devices

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Anita Wheeler speaks

I heard back for real from Anita Wheeler who was my favorite Oakland Raider cheerleader in 1975 when I was 11 years old. My favorite player was Fred Biletnikoff, or I say that because I was known as sort of a finesse and possession receiver, at least Dave Perry compared me to the Raiders guy once.  And my football career ended after flag football in eighth grade at Terman.  Other Raiders of course include Ken Stabler, the fact that they had two consecutive fullbacks from Colgate, Marv Hubbard and Mark Van Eeghan — my neighbor now Nick Peterson was briefly a baseball player for Colgate and apparently my math teacher Fred Holmes  went there too and maybe played a little football; George Blanda who was nearly as old as my dad.  Dave Dalby who unfortunately suffered from depression perhaps related to concussions and CTE; a linebacker I think number 58 from Nebraska, Monte Johnson I think; he drove a four-wheel-drive; Jack Tatum, the assassin; talons of Skip Thomas who had a custom painted Firebird I think it said “Dr. Death”. Lineman Henry Lawrence from Texas number 70 who had a Cadillac; Gene Upshaw number 63 later the head of the players’ union; Ted Hendricks known as “kick ‘em” And not “Mad the Stork”; Dave Casper “the ghost to the post” from Notre Dame against Baltimore, which I watched from the room of the hotel we were staying at on our vacation in Hawaii.  Cliff branch.  There was a third receiver for a while Mike Siani I think from Villanova unless I’m confusing him with Phil Vilipiano.  Pete The Rooster Banacek who was a short yardage specialist; Phil,  was a linebacker maybe from Penn State.  Jim Otto 00 who never missed a game. George Buehler  a lineman from Stanford— unlike his nephew Forest Bueller he never took a day off either.  Which is how he got to Stanford.
Anyhow, that was very sweet of Anita to reply in earnest and also offer up this more recent photograph– she has not lost a step:

and I do not know if she was teasing or seriously offended but I did 30 years later cheat on her with eight 49ers cheerleaders:

 

 

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I saw a Casti student with a ‘Too Drunk To Fuck’ shirt

think it’s worth noting that two students work with underground music and a third has a “Thrasher” shirt, for skate culture. Maybe this presaged BLACK LIVES MATTER.
Go ahead and delete me, Bill.
(I met a Casti grad wearing a Dead Kennedy’s “Too Drunk to Fuck” shirt today but she did not recognize my description of Ms. Lamm…).
It’s funny to me that @How Rude!! Enough!! of Esther Clark Park wherever that is thinks 9 comments on the infinite internet is too much space. There’s 10,000 utterly insipid posts herein..but, yeah i do have a blog…

i said we interviewed Jello for The Oracle

 

si señor (get shorty sent me)

and1:

from Times article on Spokane Indians Texas Rangers affiliate :
@Thomas Penn in Seattle I logged on to say something similar: good first steps, now deed the land under your stadium back to the indigenous group, and give them a slivver of your equity. I like the idea of getting people to start saying “Spo – kah-nee” and not “spo-can”. When I worked for the Telegram and Gazette briefly back in the 1980s the local chamber said “its pronounced as in good not goofy” — Worcester. Maybe there can be an initiative to use minor league baseball to improve the big cities — although that sounds like a plot point from a philip roth novel. Gish Jen, too. (I’m all over the place here, like ryne duren)

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