Keep it together. Keep it Together. Keep it together.
the times article linked to this video of Kanye West on his twitter which has more than 1M views; it was difficult to watch but what I think it boils down to is his people are recommending against him buying back from his label his publishing — i.e. the full money stream if his songs are used in television or movies or commercials. He mentions “fela, marley, ‘pac” — he also says “s-word” which is “slave” which I think has something to do with Prince (the artist formerly not known as Prince) putting out his records independently at the end, to mixed effect.
I don’t think I recognize any Kanye West songs, but I get he has sold in the tens of millions. i get him confused with Jay Z, Puff Daddy and sometimes John Legend.
I am the stupidist and least hip concert promoter and the worlds worst blogger. Oh, Kanye claims that he took the Mensa test and has IQ of 132 or 133 which puts him in “Sigmund Freud mentor range” duly noted. (I think I did that thing in 2nd grade and got similar results but presume I could barely bust triple figs if I put me self thru it againsly I could not even figure out how many permutations of Palo Alto City Council race (!) five candidates for 3 seats, I am saying “10” when maybe it’s “20” or “13”. I could make a model. It would be 10 if it were 5 for 2 seats. Now i have to update this for “platos republic” and “math”. Also I am so extra thats the tea.
andye:
maybe i could get into grad school in pop culture or anthro like at sjsu by writing about this speech
This looks a lot like the Empire State building an a heroin needle
I’m still processing my visit to New York (my honeymoon) and especially the Whitney (2x ) and discovery of David Woj and his band 3 Teens Kill 4 — this is a video posted by band member Jesse Hultberg — apparently some of the other 3TK4 stuff is after David left the band, duly noted. And they played the Whitney in conjunction with the show, which we barely caught (it left that weekend — we saw it on a Thursday and a Friday). The band sounds like a cross between Talking Heads and Negativland (use of samples). The name is found object / dada — a tabloid headline about a murder.
There’s another video of a New Years show in 1986, but David might have left band by then. But I think the band is interesting post-Woj.
the second half is just a pun on the amazing Israeli goalie “Harush” — no first name needed –who led Eretz Israel to wins over Albania and Scotland. (That, plus the true fact that there was a small fire on the 16th floor of Ian Schrager’s PUBLIC hotel on Sunday, Sept. 30. )
And somewhere in here I need a discussion of two slang terms new to me: “that’s the tea, sis” and “so extra”. My neighbor claims her daughter says these things. It reminds me of a t-shirt worn by staffer at New Museum Sarah Lucas show that claimed that all slang derives from Gay Black Culture or something, i’m paraphrasing. It would be fun to track this down.
There is also a New Yorker article about the David Wojnarowicz show — on my bucket list is learning how to spell his name.
It will be interesting if the show gives life to the band comeback.
total nobodies and ghosts from the bygone era of disco
Chris Knipp is an artist and writer who was briefly in the class of 1960 at Dartmouth before going south a few clicks^ to become an Amherst man, who Terry and I met on our honeymoon, on the Jet Blue to the Big Apple, we for assorted and sundry cultural kicks and giggles, he, more focused, for “the slate” of the New York Film Festival, though it demoted him UNJUSTLY from press to aficionado — dude who loves film. We hung Knipp-style at Whitney and Whitney-grub-chug.
Reading his review of Tyrnauer, I am first struck with the difference between Schrager et moi as impressarios, if that is the word. I’ve produced more than 200 events, mostly in community centers, not “straight-edge” but I don’t sell hooch (nor blow) — I think of the music as intoxicating enough, or deeply penetrating, or healing, like shiatsu, and the temporary community as the heart of the matter, it’s the heart that matters (that’s a lyric and trope, yet I forget by whom or how). And he (IS) now has 38 “very elegant” hotels, including the one in which we stayed, The PUBLIC, on Chrystie, along Sara Roosevelt Park, near Bowery, near a Whole Foods, alongside we found soon enough, The New Museum, with its Chris Burden twin towers, in sight of Freedom Tower, recommended to us by son of dear friends Eli the banker — who we are now trying to fix up with Eli (Elizabeth) the artist manager and erstwhile or unknown for now singer from Cincy.
I couldn’t get thru three paragraphs on Knipp on Tyrnauer without craving the tom of David Byrne and Sharon Jones “Dancing Together” about Imelda at Studio 54, achronistic though it may be. Dear departed Sharon Jones.
I guess Earthwise and Schrager/Steve Rubell have more in common that I do with Teddy Conway my sometime Richardson roommate at Dartmouth and Director at Barclays (who actually was all in with Elvis Costello and The Neville’s before I was — and is source for my Harry-Connick-Jr-Was-Bullied-at-Newman riff).
I agree with Knipp that docs about Mr. Rogers (Dartmouth!) and RBG were the tops, the coliseum go see em! Also, I’m thinking about Mark Decker (not Mark Becker) the Dartmouth prof who Brian Moore and I corresponded with, especially when he was in LA (at Al Lavalley’s house, actually) and him sharing with us some essays from his students, including one who said famously or in-fam that “documentaries are boring films.” Brian made a doc about ROTC as his thesis “Army Green” that featured Rich Outzen ’89, former Aragon football lineman star and now so big in the Pentagon that he writes essays about words as weapons. Also, I recall the summer that Brian Gaul and Ben Clements had first-year-summer-associate jobs on Wall Street and we got comped into The Tunnel and I small-talked a tranny with peek-a-boos in his-her hips. (Which in turn, or churn, and far, far a galaxy away from Studio 54 OR IS IT?– Izwhat?– Steve Cohen, in town for an Oxfordian takedown of “Shake-Speare” was showing me videos about Miami bikini cat-walkers including the young lady I sat next to not here at Coupa but at Cafe Venetia five years ago, she schmoozing with an old Jewish (like Schrager, Rubell, Me, half of Cohen, but not Clements, Knipp, Gaul or Moore) {insert Yiddish word for ‘rag’} shmag? shmek? smarma? Chelsea Bell of Stone Fox swim suits who cold-shipped 20 outfits to Sports Illustrated and bootstrapped by the tiniest little straps a pretty hip-happening label and if I was making a film about disco I’d hire her as wardrobe. Stone Fox, Bikini Fox but probably didn’t like my needle drop on Jorjee Douglas, “Coke Whore” although Jorjee would have fit in at Studio 54.
So Blackklansman and Studio 54 are on my hit list, as a budding Knipp-head. 2 down, 2,998 to go! No, he’s added 14 well-thought out and argued and edited treatise since I known him. Kudos, and wah-hoo-wah. Roll tide Roll film. Bon temps state popcorn. Knipp probably did not meet Alden Van Buskirk in his brief slide down the Hanover Plain but said the guys he did like were mostly MOT. Duly no Teds. Booy!
The 16th floor HVAC head puffs of smoke that cost about 50 of us to exit me carrying my tennies 3 flights before pausing to shod.
Nowadays people use cell phones to put out fires as much is fire hoses
Nowadays people use cell phones to put out fires as much as fire hoses
I made a joke that went over her head about where the fire was caused by a hot girl. The gods later favored me by Bringing up from the ashes the manager of a Danish choreographer I enjoyed meeting
and:
This has nothing to do with Studio 54 other than the dancing:
whoa, hold on cowboy: David Byrne has posted a 3 minute video to “Dancing Together” that uses vintage film of Studio 54:
and and: “schmatta”, shmuck
and and and ^ pointy thingy Knipp’s “march” that fall was 108 miles due south on 91 — distance between Amherst and Dartmouth and not that far culturally either although former less macho, Shirley, and don’t call me “Shirley”
Jost Vacano, acclaimed cameraman of the 1980s blockbuster “Das Boot,” has landed another – though tainted – success in his chain of legal proceedings for additional remuneration on the basis of the bestseller rule contained in Section 36 of the German Copyright Act. In the most current case, the Higher Regional Court of Stuttgart awarded him about €315,000 plus VAT in additional remuneration for receipts made with the film by public broadcasters during the years from 2002 to 2016. Noticeably, and in contrast to prior decisions by other courts, Vacano has not been granted interest in the additional remuneration owed to him.
Bestseller Rule and Prior Decisions
In March 2002, a provision was implemented by German copyright law that became known as the bestsellerrule, allowing creators to seek additional subsequent remuneration if their initial payment was noticeably disproportionate to the ultimate financial success of the project. On the basis of that rule, Vacano had been suing production company Bavaria Film as well as distributor EuroVideo and public broadcasters in courts in Munich and Stuttgart since 2008, claiming additional remuneration for his outstanding camera work in the film “Das Boot” (which had earned him an Oscar nomination). Initially, Vacano had been paid a flat fee equaling €100,000 today (about $122,000) and was not given a share in future profits. The main issues discussed by both courts relate to the existence of a significant disproportion and the calculation of additional remuneration, as well as qualifying receipts of distributors and the question of interest being owed under German default law.
Makes me want to finally see the flick!
b/w
Amy and Annie Smith are Stanford ’85s from Wyoming and born on my birthday (Aquarius) and once sent me a demo about submarines with the unforgettable and a little unfortunate line “we go up and we go down”
Pat Tillman, Agnes Martin
Today I walk through the pace gallery exhibit of Agnes Martin paintings and Navajo blankets from the 19th century and it reminded me of having gone to the 49ers versus Arizona last week and meeting a woman wearing a Pat Tillman jersey who said her mother had a Navajo rug to sell
In 1981, or 1982, at Gunn high school in Palo Alto, I took an elective course on film as literature with Frank Ratliff. He showed closed Mondays the 1974 film by will Vinton which won the Academy award. Years later I bounced around the San Francisco ad agencies including showing my book at Foote Cone & Belding who made the famous dancing raisins
What time is had his obit yesterday or today which is a Wednesday although he died Thursday oh clay?
Edit to ad: I came to this in reaction to Carla Befera excellent op ed re Casti man spreading crisis. If you literally have nothing to do for 45 minutes(and I can suggest 1,900 better uses) here is Dearborn
A premise of this blog, and most of my last 30 years is that the proliferation of computers and digital is an aggressive Virus and plague in on and around our house and a grey goo.