San Ramon nips Vanden in NorCals

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All-in for Lizzie No ‘Halfsies’ at Palo Alto Art Center by Earthwise, 2/14/24

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Yuma v. Yulia

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In search of Keith Mackey

Fumi Okiji sang at Earthwise at Palo Alto Art Center last week, Valentines Day, with her husband Ben Davis (cello) plus Ben Goldberg (clarinet) and young blood Jordan Glenn on the traps. Fumi mentioned her actual name but I could not capture it. Four or five syllables. She said the “fumi” part is the least interesting.

I could not find it –my car is a mess –it’s a moving library — at the time but have it this a and m amen. Jazz as Critique: Adorno and Black Expression Revisited.(Stanford, CA 2018) Hint: she doesn’t like Adorno. So it’s okay that I could not remember who he was.

But I noticed — if you can follow my logic – that she referenced Nathaniel Mackey the former KZSC jazz dj and poet. Who I found out later was also partner to bell hooks. I called him one night in the booth to ask him something about Don Cherry (at Dartmouth). And then I wrote him more recently to ask whether he was possibly related to Keith Mackey who was our MVP on the 1979-1980 Gunn High School of Palo Alto, CA — near Stanford — frosh-soph basketball team. My recollection is that he was league MVP and the best player in the school. He challenged Vaughn Manns to a one-on-one the day he arrived back in Palo Alto. I would have to ask around but it’s possible that Keith Mackey only went to PAUSD schools for his 8th and 10th grade years — my 7th and 9th grade years. But since Nathaniel Mackey and bell hooks were roughly contemporaneous with that time I wonder if there is a connection.

Mackey stole the ball twice in the last 10 seconds to help Gunn frosh soph beat Cubberley the night the school board voted to close Cubberley. I always remember that we scored 6 points in the final 9 seconds. And then we jumped up and down in a group hug on the court. Then Cubberley beat Gunn in a nearly as close finish. Rob Peterson got one of those buckets to pull out the win. A sloppy put back from the elbow. So really it must have been close to 4 with nine seconds, then two steals. Unless it was close to 2 with 0:09, Robbie’s bucket to tie, Mackey somehow stealing an inbound and laying it back up at the buzzer FTW. But that is still six points in 9 seconds. The mnemonic device is the 6 and 9, like Jimi Hendrix.

Besides Splay Anthem, Fumi cites Blue Fasa, 2015; “Canto moro”, 2005; Discrepant Engagement, 1993; Djbot Baghostus’s Run, 1993; Epic World interview, 2014; From A Broken Bottle..., 2010; Nod House, 2011; Paracritical Hinge, 2005; “Song of the Andoumboulou”, 1998; Whatsaid Serif, 1998. Splay is from 2006 — I think I might have bought it fairly new, like front list. Now I wouldn’t claim to understand these works, just now they are out there, revere for the mystery.

Mackey seemed like a troubled guy, or kid – we were not close. In the absence, he becomes almost mythical. Then Lockhart came to Gunn and was both real and mythical. Lockhart and Mackey would have played each other at least four times in 8th grade, Terman versus Wilbur; John Ehrlich but not Kent squared off as sophomores — Kent was varsity. John and Keith nearly came to blows in the game, the one earlier in the season. I remember Keith was also scolded for making an obscene gesture at one of the female track coaches, possibly Bonnie Little. Or was she Kay Little? Maybe it was Stephanie Adcock.

So it is notable that all I know about Keith was his athletic prowess, his defiance and his sexualized behavior. I hope he lived long enough to gain attention or admiration for many other types of behavior and characteristics. Or is it weird that I presume he is dead?

It’s possible that Nathaniel Mackey never got my message, or that he got and and didn’t need to answer. But its also possible that Keith is his kin, is dead, and he is still processing a response.

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Gunn Pantheon of Hoops Greats to add Ethan Kitch

Ethan Kitch played his final game, against Leigh of San Jose in the first round of the CCS and lost in a close one. Who will recall that he hit a three just as coach Brandynn Williams called a time out. The shot was disallowed or was just for fun or practice. Ethan supposedly is admitted to Stanford and might walk on.

I congratulated his father, the Coach Kitch. I forget his name but he is founder of some type of youth basketball league and program. Father also went to Stanford, they say. I thought the dad was a super-intense guy. He rebutted my statement from the Milpitas game that getting a shot at the rim at the buzzer was a pretty good game. “No”, he said. This time he said “hold on a second” as he was finishing his text, then shook my hand. I asked about his Martin hat – -the guitar manufacturer. I said I ran a music series and handed him my card.

Ethan is an all time great at Gunn. He’s likely first team all SCVAL. Or De Anza as they say, not El Camino. Kopa told me earlier that he was a candidate for league MVP – -even from 7th place perhaps. He beat Paly twice which is noteworthy. I interviewed him about six months ago — before I became a coach of frosh-soph — about the Paly game, which was won by Rogan Gibbons in 2022. Maybe I will post that clip.

Here’s a blurb from an earlier post about Gunn all time greats:

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Lucian Grange told The New Yorker that Universal has an AI nicotine to be added to tracks that works our frontal lobes to reduce pain and stress

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Happy birthday, Ke’Bryan Hayes of Pittsburgh, gold glove winner, son of a former Giant — in four years you’ll be half my age

born January 28, 1997

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Pippin vs Big Pimpin’

The man next to me at Peet’s at Town And Country near Stanford or Paly is wearing a Pippin hat and claimed that a song from the show was his wedding song, Henry. That’s impressive. I bored him with my solipsistic takes on “Hadestown” and “Passing Strange” — the yard about there would be no Hadestown or Passing Strange without Earthwise, aight? Big pimpin’ you (which AI wants to change to big pippin or good piping. Unnh! As not Jay Z but Biggie might say. Were he not dead.

Not sure I can even hum the hook to Big Pimpin’. And yes I did not no “Hypnotize” until Miles Morales.

Poppa been smooth since days of Underwood. Weird pivot to: my dog is Duffy. Someone mentioned that Duffy is a character and plot point of a radio serial from the 1940s. Archies Tavern, no Duffy’s not here. I’ve collected at least 10 Duffy origin stories but I am going with “Professor Dudley” + “Stanford biology” for the win, Alex.

Henry does not remember the title of the song they played at his wedding, save for it not being “Morning Glow” or “Magic To Do” but it is about an orgy but in the nice sense of the word or worm.

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Mai Sugimoto in Chicago vs ‘A Thousand And One Saxophone Nights’

This is Mai Sugimoto a sax player in Chicago. I had never heard of her until five minutes ago. I only heard about three measures before I signed up for her newsletter, sent her a brief note and then decided to post about her or about her instrument.

I am going to recreate my list or scroll or document or codex with spiral notebook called “One Thousand And One Saxophone Nights”. I threw away the original when I moved in with Terry. I gave away or sold 25 boxes of books. I threw away about 100 handwritten journals including the one with the list of sax players. I was a bachelor until age 53. I was creating spacer in my life for something new.

I am typing this at Coupa while wearing a dog leash on my right wrist. Duffy is not quite tugging at me but sits two feet below and towards the west, I think. South. South by South west.

I wrote to Mai: Concert promoter and artist manager and blogger in Palo Alto dba Earthwise but born on the south side.

I love using that line. The best response was Willie Big Eyes Smith (1936-2011) who said “Midway Chevrolet? that’s where Muddy bought his Chevy’s”.

The saxophone project probably took 100 hours and 500 attempts. It was an alphabetical list of one thousand saxophone players from the history of jazz. No one needs to know the names of 1,000 sax players. Better would be to know more about Sonny Rollins and John Coltrane and how they influence or not Chris Potter and John Ellis. I could probably make a list of 100 (not 1,000) sax players I have worked with as Earthwise Productions. I think Larry Ochs is the last sax player I booked. No, Jonathan Bautista also known as Jonathan Lagunta or Jonathan Lagunta Bautista who played Lytton Plaza a pop up with Delbert Anderson trumpet and Rabiah Kabir flute/bongos on January 29 is the most recent. Although I’m not sure Jonathan would qualify for “A Thousand and One Saxophone Night -II” because the criteria I think is a nationally distributed recording or a review in Downbeat where you are mentioned.

But it started by going thru three books and making index cards of players and their year of birth and year of death. Then I would update with year of death if they died. Then I alphabetized the three sets and wrote them into a book. I would add in the margins or at the bottom for recent players. I used Penguin, All Music Guide and Rough Trade. Plus Downbeat.

Maybe I will do it again, and include Mai Sugimoto. And adjust the criteria to include people like Mai Sugimoto and Jonathan Bautista.

I think the next sax player I will see is Ben Goldberg with Myra Melford on April 5. Maybe I will define it in such a way that that works. A Thousand and One Reed Players Who I Read About or Worked With then I can include Beth Custer, Harvey Wainapel, Sheldon Brown, Ben Goldberg, Anat Cohen.

May I work with Mai. My blog to god’s embouchure.

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I namechecked for Mai Akira Tana.

andand: Jonathan Lagunte is the steward for the official Earthwise/Plastic Alto alto.

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Maya does Norah at CoHo

CUE THE HAIR-FLIP I caught Maya West and friends Sunday afternoon at Stanford student union coffee house aka CoHo; when they broke out Norah Jones “I Don’t Know Why I Didn’t Come” I texted a clip to Jesse Harris. He “liked” it back a few hours later. Not sure that finishes the game: it was fourth time I tried that.
I went to confirm and celebrate the removal of the sophomoric pro-terror anti-Israel and antisemitic tent installation. I played my version of Elton John on the found piano. Maya’s was better. I checked out the end of baseball vs Fullerton — sat next to 6’3” co-term Volleyball NCAA champion Caitie Baird from IN and her cutie a former baseballer named Barrera.

My piano series goes on sale Tuesday tomorrow for April 1-8 at the pitch or Mitch with Ethan Iverson (stylized as EIght SHOWS), Marta Sanchez, Tammy Hall, Dick Fregulia, Dick Conti, Motoko Honda, Will Bernard Freelance Subversives (and perversely built around guitar), Myra Melford with Ben Goldberg, Edward Simon and Murry Low with and with my favorite Stanford undergrad underground musician Rabiah Kabir on flute. (Rabiah also appears in Murry’s Latin big band March 9, and with Cien Mil Mangoes for Earthwise April 18).
EIght PART PIANO SERIOUS which is a Ring Lardner reference


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Do these images go with the previous post?

Doing this from memory: Patti Cathcart, with Tuck’s guitar; Rachel Baiman, Roberta Lea, the late great Echo Brown to whom I am trying to produce a tribute; that’s only three I thought there were six; but I want to relate a story about the Harvard grad and retired doctor who drove down from afar last night and is a big fan of….thinking..damn am I sleep deprived…my headliner last night…Lizzie No and she deserves the group of No-heads or what-not and he said he was at my Roberta Lea show but did not remember that also on the bill was Rachel Baiman who is one of only two acts to have played the guild in MP before earthwise whereas there are 10 or more the other direction (Charlie Hunter, Mother Hips, Galactic, Molly Tuttle) and I said I had two female troubadours traveling with their husbands whose paths happened to cross in Palo Alto by Earthwise at Johnson Park. And this was October a week or so after terrorists killed 1,000 people mostly women and many at a music festival in Israel. And in one case Rachel was traveling with George a fellow fiddle player, from New Zealand; but Roberta was traveling with her husband who is also her tour manager; and when I explained to him — his name and number are in my phone but not my head in this instance and I did call him more recently and thank him again or re-ignite or kindle this narrative or my view of it– that as a Jew I am particularly triggered may not have been my word at the time, affected by the massacre and attack. And I gave a basic speech about worst case scenarios and emergency procedures. And he said something to the effect — which has brought up wells of emotion when I re-tell this — “I am a Marine and I am trained to help you in those situations” which he did not have to say but he did and I thank him.

But interestingly and I may be wrong the Harvard guy who is about 72 and Vietnam Era and maybe a Jew maybe not I thought he started to say and I excuse myself from the small talk circle that Roberta Lea might be advocating for the so-called “cease-fire’ which to Jews and Israeli’s is like condoning the terrorists and potentially antisemitic in itself. In terms of harassment, not sure the segue, the intent of the speaker is irrelevant by today’s customs. So people who think they are somehow helping civilians as human shields but are actually encouraging pogroms against Jews here are still in the wrong, I am so sorry to say. I am so sorry that smart and well-meaning and talented people are also ignorant.

And with the Fourth Estate in shambles and Democracy weakened it may come to pass, that despite starting with “fair play to those who dare to dream” we may be writing a tombstone aphorism for our way of life.

And as I wrote that I felt a small red bracelet on my strong hand right hand bite at me: its $5 or so from European Cobbler on Cali Ave — sight of my April 18 upcoming event – lord willing and the crick don’t rise and it somehow references Taylor Swift but I will leave it in a planter, outside the VZ cafe here.

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