Bitch, I’m Honeychild

Musician and dj Carolyn Coleman aka Honeychild and other names


The article by Lauren Messman in Sunday’s Times about Carolyn Coleman, an artist who uses subway subsidy cards and completed a vocational training program, is also the artist known as Honeychild or Carolyn “HoneyChild” Coleman who, among other recent events, has toured and performed at music festivals in Europe and was a panelist at an event at the Museum of Arts and Design at 2 Columbus Circle last year.

The Times should run that, as a correction.

To write about this person and not identify her by her best known moniker is a disservice, to the artist. The article makes people like me, potential collaborators or buyers, re-read the article and look for the part about the hardship that bumped her down a notch from being on museum panels and touring. (It does say she is in four bands, but pretty low in the story).

As is, it makes people like me wonder if she is on drugs or mentally ill.

It’s true that we don’t value artists and local artists; that’s a good story, but you don’t have to tell it at the expense of the reputation of Carolyn Coleman.

It may be true that ageism and sexism have made it harder for middle-aged musicians to find work; this is true in other fields, that are less image-oriented.

Ms. Messman’s article is, as I said, in a previous post, akin to not mentioning that the B. Henry Zuckerman, 89 was the same guy who, as Buck Henry, starred on “Saturday Night Live”.

It’s like writing about Madonna in the 1980s and saying she walks around in her underwear because she cannot afford proper clothing.

Not that Carolyn Coleman — who I don’t think I had heard of, but research says she is pretty serious in her craft and known in her field — likes being poor or has chosen such.
But to further exoticize her by this glaring omission is inconsistent with the noble goals of journalism and the “neediest cases” trope.

Compare this to the recent article about Sudan Archives.By Jon Pareles: it’s a different story, but on a continuum.
I think an arts writer could have written about this. There are stories of artists who go thru rough stretches — think Mingus, think Sonny Simmons — but if the argrument is that being an artist is so tough that they are often mistaken for crazy people or the homeless, that’s not fair, or this story doesn’t say that, only cynically hints at it.

Who said there is no such thing as bad publicity? I don’t think it extends to slander. As in this case.

Messman is piling on, not lifting up.

Google says this is someone

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‘Plastics’ (Buck Henry, 1930-2020, my fellow Dartmouthian)

Buck Henry wrote the script for “The Graduate”, starring Anne Bancroft and Dustin Hoffman

My brother in law Gary just sent me Buck Henry on The Grateful Dead.
Chris Knipp, a fellow Dartmouth matriculant, told me that in his day (or week), the plebes would be shown an orientation film that starred Buck as the typical student.

Brian Moore, the esteemed neuropathologist, during his budding filmmaker wanna-be days, told me the story of being an usher and ticket-taker at a movie house in Los Angeles in the 1980s and Buck Henry came in, handed the ticket over but then immediately retreated when he noticed that the opening credits were already rolling.

edit to add: I just wrote about 1,000 words about Buck Henry and Carolyn “Honeychild Coleman” Coleman based on his obit and her “neediest cases” treatment and then pounded on the wrong key and apparently lost the whole hot mess:
Why did a Times reporter write 1,000 words about a known artist and never mention her best known name? It would be like the obit writer doing B. Henry Zuckerman and you have to reach graph 22 to find he is the guy who also wrote “the Graduate” and worked on SNL.
I am saying that the starving artist is not a neediest cases and or the times writer is derelict in that treatment or both.

But yeah artists are marginal and we the people as part of our tax burden should keep people like her afloat (and floating, writing, performing, eating three squares). But I think the Times treatment is dismissive. Would you describe Mark Morris as I guy you met with holes in his wool socks, standing in line for coffee outside BAM? (BAM where Coleman apparently played recently; I mean she is hardly steve lopez of the LA Times and his schizophrenic street music cellist soon to be in a Hollywood pic).

I mean, maybe there is no such thing as bad pubicity if they spell (most of your) name(s) right, but surely the publicist did not say, good news, you are in the Times, bad news, they think you are dying or crazy.

It’s further exoticizing of the black especially female artist.
How is Sudan Archives influenced by Honeychild Coleman?

Also: I am comparing Tiny Desk concerts of: Tank and the bangerz, Noname and Lizzo.
Also: Major Taylor is an rock trio from NYC playing a known venue, I think BAM. (Plus a DJ, plus a bike society in Worcester who hired Otis Taylor for a benefit).
I am tripping on the new Steve Lacy.

I will try to edit to restore my rant about The Times treatment of Carolyn “Honeychild Coleman” Coleman — yeah, that’s a redundancy.

i had a riff about DJ Lonnea Denise or something, coming ot stanford this week and MelMellie her dancer. TK

Honeychild Coleman in a film by Thea Foley, on her website

That’s Buck Henry, the Buck Henry, in a 1950 film about Dartmouth, walking past the Orozco Murals, the Orozco Murals, but I want to talk to you about a black artist Carolyn “Honeychild Coleman” written up in The Times as a neediest cases…what the fuck?!

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When Punk Jumped The Shark: January 11, 2020, roughly 1 p.m. on a Saturday

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I’m watching the replay tv version of the 49ers playoff win over the Vikings. I noticed a weird thing or set of things after the first touchdown, which was Garoppolo to Bourne 6 yards southside far side end zone.
First, they played a Green Day song, at the bumper, between the re-run and the commercial break. It doesn’t matter which Green Day song, a newer one, obviously Green Day, regardless of the hook.
Second, the first commercial was for a car company, and the plot was rocker dude watching his daugther’s all girl punk band at a club, and they loaded out into the trendy hybird import or something. Doesn’t matter what (and it was not The Donnas’ roller derby song in which it was asserted that youngish women will be safe in a Toyota as if they were surrounded literally by group of roller derby queens. But past is prologue, even as we are comparing fall 2019 to January 2020).
Third, and what I was getting at — what made me stop the tape, grab my computer and my phone is:
Progressive is a cool set of commercials, even I would admit. With “Flo” and them. In this case, she is counseling a couple who are prospective insurance buyers. And in the middle of the discussion, or 10 seconds into the :60 spot — it is halftime and the scene splits and it is revealed as “halftime show” of the commerial and a band appears thru the fog and there is a logo on the stage SMASHMOUTH — which fittingly is a type of football reference, to John Madden and his description of the Chicago Bears mid-1980s Richard Dent and Mike Singletary — and you hear just a snippet of “All Star”* an then back to the commercial per se.
I am wondering if that is actually Greg Camp and Steve Howell in the spot. For example, could they have used stand-ins? The ad agency, to save money, might have merely licensed the song and the name “smashmouth” for the sake of the spot without incurring further cost to actually have to shoot Greg and Steve (and a drummer — not seen, and a bass player, no one knows his name, or a cameo by Eric Valentine).

I know this is at least the third use of the song in a spot. I am thinking car and pizza. Oh, yeah, and “Shrek”. I remember band manager Robert Hays of Sound Management of San Jose saying at a conference that the pizza people or the car people gave them $200,000 for the synch — which seemed like a lot at the time. So I am guessing in this case a cool million, even without use of the actual dudes.
Robert?

*I have a long riff below about sitting next to Greg Camp on the plane and him telling me that he quit the band because it was a mixed blessing to do Shrek in that his audience went from punks and hipsters his age to little kids as old as bandmembers kids who only know that one song. So he could farm out his guitar parts and live shows to $500 a show guys and still make the same money on publishing and the like. But I think later her rejoined the band. I met their agent Brian Swenson of Madison House at a conference in Nashville.
Brian?

Also, I thought of Greg (who played for Mood Ring at Mountain Charley’s when simultaneously Smashmouth was a punk band that had neither Valentine nor a farfisa) when there was discussion of Lizzo whose song had a catch phrase that was a found word string (in this case “I am 100 percent that bitch” or something). Camp told me that a lot of the stuff in “All Star” were phrases that people sent him in fan letters. Some body once told me the world is gonna roll me. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed. I was looking for a chick with her fingers in the shape of an “L” on her forehead. She was looking pretty dumb with her fingers and her thumb, rather. Only shooting stars break the mold. Fed to the rules. I hit the ground running. Or as David Shields says Pablo PIcasso says good artists create great artists steal. Smash mouth copy.

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I am still a Luddite but it is pretty cool, I admit, to be discussing Nina Simone ‘Mississippi goddamn’ with my Mexican blood brother while Gael García Bernal can hear him from the next table or her; There he is Mr. Palo Alto

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Palo alto’s 10th youngest mayor all time Adrian fine meeting with Larry Klein at Coupa (Klein due to the new math is both in the top 10 youngest and oldest all time)

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Earthwise home and away with Patricia Barber in February

I’m producing a Patricia Barber show in Palo Alto on Thursday, February 13 and then in Occidental, an hour north of the Golden Gate, on Friday February 14.

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San Francisco district attorney, 2020 VS fictional district attorney 1941 film classic

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Bitch, I’m Elizabeth Wurtzel, 52

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Elizabeth Lee Wurtzel z’ l’

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If Lizzo’s audience is only 5 Percent black, does that mean she’s going to toss in her towel the way Noname did?

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Lizzo fans at NPR taping

I don’t mean to sound like a hater; I felt I was pretty cool for going to the no name show in March 2019 in Oakland and it didn’t occur to me how wide the audience was until nine months later I was being criticized for being myself or for being open minded or for trying to be hip.  I don’t mean to sound like a hater; I felt I was pretty cool for going to the no-name show in March 2019 in Oakland and it didn’t occur to me how white the audience was until nine months later I was being size for being myself over being open-minded or for trying to be happy    I said “have “but the computer knows better   Hi hip.

I’ve been hip to Dessa for about 10 years

I have never heard biggie smalls until Spiderman

I’ve been down with boots Riley since day one or before they blow up the World Trade Center at least

I heard taking the bangers and late-night TV and texted it to someone night.

I still like telling people about let us see your neighbor day

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fuck is you sayin’?

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And another thing although it is still sort of the same thing in certain ways I’m trying to learn come Sunday by Mahalia Jackson or Dee Dee Bridgewater and whoever else Duke Ellington and I have to admit they go back to Stevie Wonder as my fundament Cohen there’s base email or Sacramento and the king of all sir duke.  And another thing although it is still sort of the same thing in certain ways I’m trying to learn come Sunday by Mahalia Jackson or Dee Dee Bridgewater and whoever else you going to I have to mitt to go back to Stevie wonder as my fundament: there’s base email later so I can move in the king of all sir Duke

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Mam VS Kam

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Yes, Mam

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