Pop up blues show today at 4:30 pm at Lytton Plaza by Jeremiah Lockwood, Stanford doctoral, presented by Earthwise

Jeremiah Lockwood, September 18 – l’chaim — at Lytton Plaza, part of Together Again Palo Alto;

PhD in Education and Jewish Studies Individualized Masters in Ethnomusicology Stanford University
October 2020 • jdlock@stanford.edu
Dissertation title: “Golden Ages: Chassidic singers and cantorial revival in the digital era”
Committee: Brigid Barron, Anna Schultz, Ari Y. Kelman (chair)

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Jack Cullen (music) VS Jack Cullen (baseball)


Played with Mickey Mantle
Booked by Tom Windish
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Anna for Congress: Or, what is the sound of half a brain clapping?

I am going on record here as support for Anna Eshoo.
Although Bill Johnson that Fascist will delete my view, per usual.
Which is why we need Anna another term.
(Met Ajwang at the Farmer’s Market and was impressed…)
Tanaka is a joke: What is the sound of half a brain clapping?

edit to ad, one minute later; I just donated to Anna Eshoo campaign via Act Blue

and: from a museum exhibit in NY on “one hand clapping” by Wong Ping which I almost read at 8:18 at Peet’s as “word ping” or “woke ping”

andand: I updated this to include tags for wong ping who is genius; and categories to include “sex” which is usually, at Plastic Alto, merely gender but here, indeed, sex, “platos republic” which means politics but also references allegory of the cave in that the wong ping thing goes, ahem, deeper than I thought; and “words” which means koan here. I posted to youtube:
I just watched this for 7 minutes in context of my efforts to impact public opinion and the 16th district congressional race here in Palo Alto — hard to explain; respect to Wong Ping.
Probably doesn’t go here but I bought three papers, SF, SJ and NYC to read three obituaries to Norm Mineta, who went to San Jose High. The kid who took my order went to Westmont but has peoples in AR. 
My dog just kissed my nose; he wants to be taken home and fed. By 9 a.m. on a warm promising Thursday, as Peter Gabriel plays “In your eyes”…Wong Ping “in your eyes” would mean something else in his video “Jungle of Desire” 

Another reason to hate computers:

Norm Cash Misses Twin Bill

from NYT in 1962 — I’m looking for May 4 yesterday not two years before I was born, tho I did the baseball revere 

Act blue or green

and and but not Anand Patwardhan: its Robert McFadden in the NYT:

Norman Y. Mineta, who as a boy was interned with his family and thousands of other Japanese Americans during World War II, then rose in government to become a 10-term Democratic congressman from California and a cabinet official under Presidents Bill Clinton and George W. Bush, died on Tuesday at his home in Edgewater, Md. He was 90. I will look it up but I would guess Norm Mineta would support Anna Eshoo and not Greg Tanaka. 

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Lit in lines

I was in nearby Menlo Park yesterday, trying to replace Todd Sickafoose’s worn Size 10 1/2 sic Saucony Jazz lime shows and I wondered into Feldman’s for the first time since it relocated. A young man was playing on the house piano; he said his name was “Tai” or “Tay” and I said I knew a man named “Thai” who was born in Vietnam.

I saw Thai today at Peet’s near Cubberley and he drew a portrait of me plus let me flip thru his current sketch book, which is a 1909 edition of Eliot Middlemarch (I’ve never read).

One of the books I bought at Feldman was a National Geographic 2003 by Mickey Hart and Kostyal Song Catchers In Search of World Music. Among other delights, it has a picture of Woody Guthrie “Struggle” on Folkways that has a drawing by David Stone Martin, sometimes David Livingstone Martin.

Steps in Stone revisited is referencing a post I wrote about David Middlebrook who has an art piece in front of a hotel with hieroglyphics. Middlebrook, who I sometimes mistake as Middleon. And I guess I should if not read “Middlemarch” at least look it up on my literary cheat sheet reference book. I got the part about George Eliot actually being a sister. 

The David Stone Martin etching is good enough that he signed the work:

ran into thai and he sat down to sketch — but I noted the dog in the corner and the word “cat” within “catch” — dwight clark book – -and who knew that Dwight Hicks and the Hot Licks was a meme — especially since Ronnie Lott was the outstanding player of that crew

Kid named Tai at Feldman, plays piano well

When I walked in at first I thought the music was too loud then realized it was live, which makes it okeh

interlude: they are playing Remi Wolf at the Peet’s near piazza in palo alto : lit in line at the photo ID DMV — her old neighborhood; I saw Mollie Tuttle her neighbor at ADA’s the day after her Menlo Park show. This is the remix with the rapper dude not sure what he is saying.

This piece reminds me of sometihing my parents bought from Steve Levin who later taught at Williams College

I like the self reference of drawing a hand, which could either in turn be writing the book or defacing it, embellishing it, illuminating it, lit in lines


Note: When Remi Wolf “Photo ID” came on, I changed the title of the essay from “Steps in Stone” to “Lit in Lines”.

The Chaucer quote out of context mentions “distaff” which is his way of seing female


Portrait of the blogger by Thai Bui, b. Vietnam, 1960; MFA Stanford, 1990


At 250 Hamilton in Palo Alto there used to be a woman named Phyllis Davis who would greet you and help you get sorted. Now there is this AI generated avatar.

I have a Rwandan friend I met at the BART station in Oakland on the way to the No Name show, and I recall sending her a picture of the decorations at Peet’s of a woman in Eastern Province Rwanda; here is Nasir Eba, from Ethiopia; subtle preview of my big show with Meklit Hadero, May 13 at The Mitch

ANDand: The Chaucer line visible in the Thai Bui sketch of a female leg is from “Miller’s Tale” — not sure I’ve read – and says he has more tow on his distaff than Gerveis knew which is referencing more flax on his spinning wheel, is deeper, or more complex, but also signifies femininity in that the spinning wheel was women’s work. I hope to say that Plastic Alto has more tow on its distaff than Gervaise guessed. Whoever the fuck Gervis is or was. Gervis not Gerber, baby. 


Portrait of his friend Todd Sickafoose (and Scott Amendola) at The Mitch by Nels Armstrong — I’d like to know what he used to shoot the picture, is it a SRL camera or just his smartphone with an effect?

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Robert Duncan and GD

Often I Am Permitted to Return to a Meadow


as if it were a scene made-up by the mind,   

that is not mine, but is a made place,

that is mine, it is so near to the heart,   

an eternal pasture folded in all thought   

so that there is a hall therein

that is a made place, created by light   

wherefrom the shadows that are forms fall.

Wherefrom fall all architectures I am

I say are likenesses of the First Beloved   

whose flowers are flames lit to the Lady.

She it is Queen Under The Hill

whose hosts are a disturbance of words within words   

that is a field folded.

It is only a dream of the grass blowing   

east against the source of the sun

in an hour before the sun’s going down

whose secret we see in a children’s game   

of ring a round of roses told.

Often I am permitted to return to a meadow   

as if it were a given property of the mind   

that certain bounds hold against chaos,

that is a place of first permission,   

everlasting omen of what is.

Robert Duncan, “Often I Am Permitted to Return to a Meadow” from The Opening of the Field. Copyright © 1960 by Robert Duncan. Reprinted with the permission of New Directions Publishing Corporation.

Source: Selected Poems (New Directions Publishing Corporation, 1993)

Connection suggested by the book skeleton key: a dictionary for deadheads David Shenk and Steve Silberman


Because I have Meklit Hadero coming to town I noticed a photo of the Ethiopian man at the Petes near Cubberley but also a painting by Vivian Torrance moments are feathers from an Al young volume I found at Feldman’s:

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Cowboy songs

bonus track:

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Mondo bongo

The Mickey Hart show last night at Stanford with Zakir Hussein  and world music singers reminds me of a poem by the late Al Young :

Bad drumming always pounds out good, but badder bongo builds and builds, abounds. Your everlasting rhythmicness astounds statues like us who always understood you got to get down, down bippitty-bippity down.

Found in the sound of dreams remembered poens 1990-2000, (Berkeley, 2001)

And thank you Michael Young for sending a link to a recent article in the New Yorker about Albert Ayler.

I think it’s always a good omen to see something in the media about jazz the day of my own show which this time with SIFTER Lisa mezzacappa Jordan Glenn Beth Schenk rob ewing:

the Mickey Hart show was also Bob Weir:

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Free concert Sunday at Mitchell Park bowl

Earthwise Productions welcomes jazz quartet SIFTER SUNDAY 2 pm free show featuring Lisa Mezzacappa, bass, Jordan Glenn drums; Beth Schenk, reeds; Rob Ewing trombone
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Because I was reading Jerry Mander ’In The Absence of The Sacred’ (1992), Dr. Cindy Russell put me in charge of the ‘Earthwise Traditions’ section of Stanford’s Earth Day, and that led directly to me founding a company Earthwise Productions”

plus a pun upon my name, mark; Markoff, 2022 pp. 123-124; 398:


Dr Cindy Russell


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Guitars in the news

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