Elvin Bishop, Friday December 20, at The Mitch

Strutting our stuff, ya’ll: Earthwise welcomes Elvin at the Mitch

Tickets now at Eventbrite.

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Did I mention anywhere here in plastic alto that when I was Henry Butler’s manager we did 30 dates with Elvin Bishop and Charlie Musselwhite and others under the name front porch blues starting in San Diego finishing in Maine?

 

As a teen I knew “Fooled Around and Fell in Love” and “Struttin’ My Stuff” but didn’t know who they were by, or that both were by Elvin Bishop; the first sung by Mickey Thomas.

His most recent hit, 30 years later, I first heard, with Bobby Cochran on vocals, in Cambridge, Mass, at the House of Blues, stop 26 of 30 for Front Porch Blues tour:

Not to lick a gift salt with the tongue — which is something they used to let us eat back in the meat yards of Chicago where at one point I had more than 100 Levi cousins — well they were cows, of course, fixing them to eats — but I will be glad if the band includes of course Bobby but also Ruth Davies — who I met for the first time recently at Stanford Jazz Workshop and also Mitch Woods, a piano player who recorded with Elvin recently.

Also, sort of reminds me, in a Plastic Alto way, that I once bought a bus load of blues musicians dinner at McDonalds, somewhere between New Haven and University of Maine — the bus rolled straight thru the restaurant, only slowing enough to toss a couple bags of burgers thru the driver side window. I guess that meant that Front Porch Blues tour briefly became Side Window Burgers Bus. Know what I mean!?

Anyhoo, we will not likely have burgers on the bill December 20 but vittels from Ada’s Cafe of Palo Alto, open special until 9 when Palo Alto moves earth-wise.

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Something in the news and on the Internet about a billionaire and a bikini model

Something in the news and on the Internet about a billionaire and a bikini model

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What does this Reveal to us about racism classicism and sexism

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For Serby and Ince

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B/w I met artist Keith Gabor of Ashland studios and wanted to buy a $38 clear pumpkin with Goldish stem, but didn’t. Museum director Karen kienzel  selected a larger black pumpkin from the same studio

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Tutte Lemkow VS Jack Tuttle

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J.Lo and Skakira set for worst Super Bowl halftime since days of Bronko Nagurski

 

 

Self dealing by Jay-Z.

Show us your hits?

Babe The Blue Ox’s offspring want chance to restore family name

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Happy Rosh Ha Shanana to…

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I am making an anonymous (except to you, dear rare Plastic Alto reader) to St Peters of New York for their hosting of a Sonny Fortune memorial AND a Donny McCaslin Jazz Vespers.

Meanwhile I am producing a Molly Tuttle Show Monday and going to a Jenny Lewis show tonite at The Fox, but am a reform jew which means the High Holy Days start and stop when I say they do. Also, Steve Bernstein my rabbi is playing Monterey Jazz Festival today.

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How significant is the fact that the president of Ukraine is a sitcom actor?

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Fay Victor VS Fay Vincent

Jazz singer. Unique phrasing.
Baseball commissioner, with a limp.


(What actually brought be here is that I am researching a show I just booked into the Palo Alto Art Center Auditorium, Thursday December 12, 2019 to feature Larry Ochs, of whom I know a little, Dave Rempis, Darren Johnston, and two others — electronics wizards – -but in sussing that out I digressed to Fay Victor, who has played with Darren, and numerous others; I also sort of slipped down a Fay Victor rabbit-hole because her name reminded me of two siblings I knew, Fay and Victor Z—; there’s a tape of Fay leading a workshop of Billy Taylor’s “I Wish I Knew How it Would Feel To Be Free”; when I circled around and refreshed and typed in her name anew, I wandered to the cites of the former baseball commissioner. I’ll have to see if anyone beside Plastic Alto has linked these two peoples.

I thought I read that while in College – -I think it was Williams — Fay Vincent fell off the roof of his dorm — he played football – -and forever after had to use a cane.

It said that Fay dropped out of school when her mother died then started taking jazz classes, then lived overseas for a while then recently has started making serious waves as a vocalist.
So beyond doing a Ochs/Rempis/Johnston/EA/EA show, maybe I will bring Fay out to play, some day.

Which reminds me, that Lydia Oey and I had a great visit with Valerie Troutt in Oakland, a rehearsal and recording session of one of her choirs.

A lot bee going buzz here, lately.

More:
Fay Victor hits high notes. Fay Vincent, who was at the same World Series game as I when he was the commissioner and Giants-A’s was preempted by an earthquake – and my Dad was there, too — was called “high-handed” by a group of MLB owners for the way he treated the troubled pitcher Steve Howe.

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Shelley Segal at Lytton Plaza tonite

In a surrealistic twist I am NOT producing an event at Mitchell Park but an impromptu glorified busk-plus, by a young millennial indie answer to Tuck and Patty called Shelley and Shelley’s guitar player partner*. And it probably has nothing to do with me, but my understanding is they are doing mostly songs by San Francisco guy my age with the same first name Mark Kozelek. (although briefly I was trying to bribe people into converging and playing music of the grateful dead Robert Hunter one man barely gathers what another man spiels).

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Kara Maria, Larry Ochs at Art Center

I actually went by the art center to rent the room for a concert featuring Larry Ochs in for others Thursday, December 12 details TBA should be a free show that’s how we roll.

I’m super busy so in a group show with maybe 20 artist I only had time to find Kara her peace and it was in the last place I looked after a brief nanosecond of doubt that I could not recognize her style I’ve seen her in at least 10 shows sometimes with her husband, And- we-get Your-wire, or a good friend not my business really nor yours dear reader.

Car is piece is an arm with astrological icons on it plus a little chart that hopefully will not confuse too many people about whether I am a dragon or a rabbit the latter.

The oaks thing will have at least two saxophones and at least two younger people with their high-tech gizmos and where are use and ping pong pang

See also Steve Adams I mean Henry Adams the Dynamo in the virgin.

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