Roswell Rudd w Roswell rug

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This is a photograph of a great trombonist by the great photographer named Jacob Blickenstaff who I just discovered today. I met Roswell In 1997 with the Steve Lacy trio and in fact watch them rehearse the day before the show I thought it was their first time seeing each other in many years it was quite a treat my private show

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It says “Roswell rug” but it’s really a portrait of my dog Delphi at pace Gallery Palo Alto during a show last month featuring the minimalist art of Agnes Martin who lived in New Mexico but probably not in Roswell and in conjunction with her work they hung some Navajo rugs

It says “Roswell rug” but it’s really a portrait of my dog Delphi at pace Gallery Palo Alto during a show last month featuring the minimalist art of Agnes Martin who lived in New Mexico but probably not in Roswell and in conjunction with her work they hung some Navajo rugs

Edit to add: I looked it up and it’s about 400 miles from Two Grey Hills The Navajo nation where they make great rugs to Roswell New Mexico where they actually have a museum that includes Agnes Martin in their collection it leaves an answered how often Roswell Road played Santa Fe or Roswell New Mexico Related matter while I was in Santa Fe there was a Carolyn Wonderland show in Los Alamos

And 1: I don’t think I own any Roswell Road albums. Although I own like five Steve Lacy records. But through the magic of this handheld device Roswell has been serenading me while I pack away in plastic alto. Oh yeah, I can just click a button and his music enters my box so to speak

Andand I was surprised and pleased to see on this same sunny side of music that there is a suite of songs featuring the New York labor Corus call Joe he’ll in fact I sent a note to Wayne Horovitz who several years ago created a hole through composed thing about Joe Hill based on at least the book Wallace Stegner the preacher in the slave. That’s a bad auto correct or faults the dictation bug but it reminds me of the movie Terry TMW and I saw about gay conversion therapy.

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Goudy Babe, Goodman Babe

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This Sharon Jones is your Sharon Jones, this Sharon Jones is my Sharon Jones

Available as a custom print from Daptone:

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I will edita name of photograp

gives new meaning to Black Friday
Say it with me right now:
Jacob JACOB
Blickenstaff BLICKENSTAFF

And yes my name is Mark Weiss

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Collage or proof sheet of 96 things at least momentarily important to me (including one of the last photos I took of Mom)

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Ken Holtzman in Vietnam

 

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The handful of cards I was contemplating this Thanksgiving morning included Holtzman, Sal Bando, Ted Williams, Bob Gibson, Pat Corrales and Tito Fuentes.

Ken Holtzman missed the 1967 Major League baseball season, or most of it, because of military service. That’s what it says on the back of his 1971 black-border Topps card. It actually says he was 9-0 for the Cubs at the time of his inscription. He had perhaps his best  season in 1970  with 202 strikeouts, and 17 wins. He later played for the A’s. I recall they had a “Get A Hit Off Ken Holtzman” contest. Apropos of the military — which in this case I presume means Vietnam — I also recall that it was said of Willie Mays — he of 660 career home runs –that he not Aaron would have broken Babe Ruth’s record of 714 if he had not served 2 years in the Korean War (i.e. 54 homers or 27 per season — easy enough if you are Willie Mays).

Who would send Willie Mays to war?

Who would send Ken Holtzman to Vietnam?

There must be more to this story.

edit to add: ok, the headline is a misnomer in that Ken served in National Guard duty which limited him to 92 innings and not 200 plus like the previous year. Bruce Markusen in 2010 wrote about at least six major leaguers who served in the South Asian theatre including Jim Bibby, Carlos May, Mark Belanger and Ed Figueroa. I reader commented on Ken thusly:

I think Ken Holtzman needs at least a passing mention. Because of the ongoing war, he was required to fulfill National Guard duties. In 1967, on days in which the Guard let him take a day off to pitch big-league baseball, he went a perfect 9-0 (ERA+ of 141). Not bad for a 21-year-old part-time player.

During the Cub’s 1969 debacle, Holtzman was still working for the Guard, which might have kept him from winning 20 games that year (instead of the 17 he did win).

I don’t mean to compare working on home soil to brave service in Vietnam, but there are many players who paid a price for being a young man in the late ‘60’s. Holtzman was heralded as “the next Koufax” when he came up, and it seems as if the extended time he served may have taken away some important grooming time from him. We’ll never know.

from LA Times on Bibby, 65:

Born Oct. 29, 1944, in Franklinton, N.C., Bibby played baseball and basketball at Fayetteville State University in North Carolina. He signed as a free agent with the New York Mets in 1965, but his baseball career was interrupted when he was drafted into the Army. After driving trucks in Vietnam during the war, he returned to baseball and overcame a spinal fusion operation in 1971.

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‘Passing Strange’ w ‘Passing Through’ w Pascal LeBoef,

1) Passing strange is an obsession of mine because it is a Broadway hit created by my former client Stew;

2)  passing through his in Xzibit and immersive 360° video work that draws from 50 years ago on stage moments of Leonard Cohen and it is coming to the Jewish Museum of New York after debuting in Montreal and will be at the San Francisco sometime in the next year or two ;

Pascal LeBoef Is a composer, band leader, and piano player —brother of read man Remy – I first encountered in New York at the IAJE around 2003,  just today he sent me a video link to the above which has less than 20 followers so far.

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The Met’s south west wing w DeYoung AOA

Today’s times has an interview with Max Hollyn formerly of the D Young now at the Met about the retrofit of the Rockefeller collection which includes Africa Oceana in the Americas

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One day vacation

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Six days work, one day vacation.

Tracy Chapman save us all

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Rest in peace, Tom Sullivan of the Eagles

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On April 16, 1974, when I was 10 years old, Tom Sullivan, the star running back of the Philadelphia Eagles of the National Football league, sent me a postcard:

To Mark,

Best wishes and glad to hear from you.

Your friend,

Tom Sullivan #25

My neighbor and I had discovered that you could find a list of NFL teams and write somewhat generic fan letters to them and get stickers, photos, team photos and schedules back in the mail.

I unearthed a box of these recently from the attic.

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Also, that friend and I re-united after about 30 years and went to The Big Game, a Giants game and a memorial service. His nephew is in a rock band with a song on the radio. His cousin is a developer working on transit oriented housing.

I didn’t realize Tom Sullivan had passed until I looked up his records on wiki.

The worst letter I wrote went unanswered. I wrote to Jack Lambert of the Steelers and said I admired his “sado-masochistic” style. I’m not sure I knew what “sado-masochistic” meant (even today). I remember once playing tackle football in the grass field of Fremont  Hills Tennis Club in Los Altos Hills and hitting a boy one year younger Joel Davis so hard that it took him a minute or two to catch his breath. But my mom wouldn’t let me play tackle football at Gunn and sent me to Dick Gould tennis camp at Stanford that same week, instead. (Although I never lettered in tennis: I played three matches not four for Gunn JV, bonking of the crucial fourth attempt because senior spring I rode a Greyhound bus to Corvallis with a friend to scout out that school and came back Monday in time for the match but not my classes, and coach Bow, rightly, held me out.)

Thank you, belatedly Tom Sullivan.

Your friend,

Mark Weiss

age 54

and1: I bought tickets to Denver Broncos and 49ers. I’ve been to all five Niners games this year, after boycotting for several seasons (I miss the Stick). I’m going December 9 because a kid who went to my Bar Mitzvah, Chris Strausser, is an offensive line coach for the visitors. Maybe I will invite if not TMW the kid from next door in 1974.

and and: the same year that my parents nixed my football career, my dad’s business was a sponsor of Stanford football and they sat next to George Seifert at a banquet and he said that unless I had a killer instinct I should not play football. Thanks, George. Yeah you  right.

sic transit gloria

 

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Ralph Ziman art car

D7F8AFEA-B64D-4B27-8A19-C7E204182221.jpegRalph is a film maker and activist from South Africa. I met him at the Palm Springs International Film Festival in 2008 or 2009. I liked his film “Jerusalema” about a tenant revolt and especially the soundtrack. We briefly corresponded on the fact that the soundtrack for his film deserved an audience in the U.S.

Quickly last night, while my wife had already retired, I found a link to him that included a short film or trailer about someone painting up a battle tank to look like indigenous African art.

and1: reminds me of the time I went to a screening of Harrod Blank film about Art Cars at Roxie Theatre and I asked during the QandA if he had contacted General Motors about the possibility that cars would some day be sold direct from factory to dealer to customer with just a primer coat and not the typical sealed acrylic coating, so that artists and hobbyists could turn their car direct to art. Later when someone was making a film about the film opening, or a news crew was there, the producer asked to interview me as man in the lobby and Harrod, who I had never met, cautioned me about not sounding too wack. Brian Moore and I used to send fan letters to Harrod’s father, Les Blank. I bought Brian a personal copy of “Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe” — speaking of films about films — direct from Les at Flower Films in El Cerrito — when Brian left The Kennedy School at Harvard to move to SF and pursue film as a career (He had made a doc at Darmtough, “Army Green” about the return of ROTC and majored in drama). Brian later became a neuropathologist and now lives in Denver with wife and two kids. (I left the typo for “Dartmouth” because it is “darm” “tough” to succed in anything, especially film).

More on Ralph as their is world enough and time, lwatcdr.

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