
Local author and his furry friend or not so furry friends enjoying his Venezuelan but thinking about Ramen and how to murder someone with chopstick don’t try this at home

Local author and his furry friend or not so furry friends enjoying his Venezuelan but thinking about Ramen and how to murder someone with chopstick don’t try this at home

My Austin corresponded Laura Thom is a combo plate booking sent me of line of Frank Turner presumably in Austin which reminds me that I should try to see him in San Francisco as soon as this weekend maybe at the Warfield or the Fillmore because after all who never thought that something as simple as rock ‘n’ roll could save us all. Plus the World Cup is starting in six hours
This is a weird story I should probably skip it but I already told it on the record to a reporter from the post to tape-record it
At an exit interview after voting last week I was anti-recall following the doors Cordell lead and for John Hirokawa based on the Doris and Janice Burns. But the working title references and I’ll J Leno joke and my time is a freelancer in San Francisco advertising agencies in 1990

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and the fact that Peter Direct Meyer only voted for people who supported his green goo initiative where is Tom Jordan swore that it will never be built: if you don’t build it, they will not go or goo
edit to adia
She quickly wrote three chapters of what she imagined would become a novel about children and magical realism. The book morphed into a memoir after she realized how much she mimed her personal experiences for material. (Riyl Venus opal Reese).
andr1an
The veteran first basemanhas his last name rendered correctly in Spanish, with the accent mark, but his first name has different pronunciations in English and in Spanish. Finely
Outro
edit to add, two weeks later: it’s pretty rear that I would wait to add the bridge that connects the whole thing but I got a note from Dawn McCarthy pka Faun Fables and have sort of a hold on a routed tour in August for her sixth cd on Drag City and as part of processing that I found this buried in their closet:
There ARE no simple songs — only simple people. And since guns don’t kill people, Simple Songs will have to do. Super-sweet terrorism from our very own latter-day Spector!
which is even weirder cuz Phil Spector is a dangerous man.
But I also was thinking about Cindy Dall who I met once at the Bottom of the Hill, well I met her several times and bought her cd (also on Drag City) and maybe had her phone number. She was Bill Callahan’s girlfriend in the time period that I sort of knew them. I got somehow invited to a surprise party for Bill (pka Smog before he was pka-ing Chan Marshall pka OH GOD I’M I THAT MIDDLEAGED THAT I CANNOT EVEN FIND Cat Power THANK YOU before she was painted by some obscure folk self-taught artist in Eugene a couple dours down from WOW and I donated that water color or marker on pager to either Stanford Cantor Museum or their former director Connie Wolf — and I also once tried to donate either to the university or the museum but via an endowment guy I met near the Serra, Richard Serra not Indian-pka-ing Junipero Serra, corten steel not war on doggie style, 250 years ago or 2010 or so rather a minor Laddie John Dill — Anderson meanwhile has a serious Dill — that Cindy or Cynthia Dall not Dill) —Callahan was embarrassed and Chad from Bananafish (who roomed with the guy who later repped Sony, at Chico) said part of the fun of knowing Bill Callahan during his Smog years was to embarrass him so easily on his birthday. I remember Cindy being reluctant to mention which rock star she was affiliated with, which I thought odd since I had never heard of him. I don’t know if Dawn knew Cindy or knows anyone else on Drag City — I met Dawn or Fawn or Faun from Hands I mean Hans the jazz producer, in theway that Noe Venable as first touted by Lee the jazz producer (and Hans’ former partner, in the business sense or what do I know.) Jim O’Rourke more of a producer than artist but I think he liked my then-client Oxbow and had a funny handle on email. Referencing Putney Swopes or something. Connie’s last name might not be spelled a-ok but jest as well, it works better with my canine joke. I wonder about that Cat Power painting, I donated in the spirit of “girl power” or “feminism” and my then-GF now bride Terry Acebo Davis. Goodbye, Cindy. Good luck, Dawn or Fawn or Faun. Check back in a monthfor news of possible 650 style fables.
The writer of the music blurb above is referencing the same trope I am: guns don’t kill, people do.

I worked with Amy Krouse for two weeks in 1990 at an agency on Front Street and my job included taking a bus or tax, the Clement, up to Green Apple Books and bringing back pretty pictures of exotic and historic locales such like you might see or hope to see if you had the money for a luxury cruise, more luxurious than the 38 Clement through San Franciso on a June afternoon, 70 degrees or so — yesterday — although most of my journey, from Cafe Trieste at Grant and Vallejo, to SFJAZZ on Franklin and Hayes, I hoofed it, minus a couple blocks, because my timing was perfect, uphill, with a transfer that had actually expired an hour before. Goodby, Amy.
Dan Hicks wrote and recorded a song “I Scare Myself”.
Terry Allen, a visual artist and musician, has a statue at Yerba Buena Gardens in SF, depicting a man whose hands shake so much that in this dimension it looks like he has two or three or fast hands.
I probably prefer most things by Terry Allen than I do those by Mr. Hicks. (Save, who is Terry’s Roberta Donnay? Also, former Chronicle writer Kim Chun had a zine called I Scare Myself, she sent me).
Not sure where else to take this train of thought.

(But I’m dedicating it to the memory of Amy Krouse, also known as Amy Krouse Rosenthal, who died last year and was a wife, mother and popular author, mostly children’s books. I worked with her for two weeks at an ad agency in San Francisco. I thought of her yesterday while killing time between a 2:30 appointment with our bond fund guy and the 7:30 hit of the great jazz guitarist Jeff Parker, at SFJAZZ. Excuse the gratitous granularity, but Parker and Krouse were both from Chicago. Krouse went to Tufts and told me that it was she who first felt that there school-mate Tracy Chapman from Cleveland should be brought to the attention of executives and Tufts’ parents in the music biz. Plausibly. Why would she lie? Even as an advertising executive. Attention must be paid, as Willy Loman would say. Or did say. On paper, in our minds eye. Goodby, Amy Krouse. And thank you for trying to help me help you).
I filed this under “ethniceities” — because Amy, and I, are or were Jewish — “filthy lucre” — because she and I those two weeks back in 1990 were both paid to be creative– and sf moma” — because the nidus of this post took place in San Francisco and because, eventually, she became a mother.
I’ll edit this to include some appropriate visuals so if you are reading this and imagining your own images, well, that’s probably a better deal. Count your blessings. (Apparently, there are people who cannot imagine things like a man with three hands or a hipster lounge singer from the seventies with a mustache. A real man man. Kantner, or won’t-ner. )
I’ll be here next week. Try the shrimp.

edit to add:
from our files

This is Terry Allen. Or a screen capture of him. Which reminds me of a joke within a joke: in this post, Terry Allen is involved but Amy Krouse is committed.
and1: this is a different Terry Allen sculpture, but I did take this picture of Eric Cohen at Stanford and then made this unique edit of such using my magic box and its fancy buttons command shfit 4 or something:
you have to drag the cursor


There’s a picture somewhere of Dao and I reflected here in 2009. Terry and I visited it in 2017
Hello, Dao.
I am still in Chicago and leave for airport at 6 a.m. for 8:30 a.m. flight. I am meeting my former high school basketball coach directly from airport to help him plan his 400th victory party (representing his work over 20 plus seasons, with both boys and girls, in both Palo Alto and Danville East Bay). His name is Hans De Lannoy and he is of a Dutch and Dutch West Indian background. I never thought of him as Asian until recently when his mother died and the obituary described her as being from a formerly colonized part of the Dutch East Indies. He is about 60 years old.
I had a nice dinner with Anna Fermin, Wally, Oskar and Arlo (sort of). She is very interested in coming to the West Coast and touring with you. Not sure if you think doing Seattle, Portland and SF with her should be same window as Irvine and LA.
Yes, I will get on it with plans for Folk Alliance. I can try Louis Meyers again. Also, I will try to have Nancy Emrich as a resource. (No, I did not see her again — I kinda hit a saturation point with her).
I did see Robbie Fulks and Jenny Scheinman again in Chicago. Jenny endorsed a cd for you which I will forward. She is okay with me writing her a “white paper” on producers. As I described it to her, it helps me think through how I feel about these things apropos of you. (Like: what is the difference between using Lee Townsend, Wayne Horvitz, Tucker Martine or Darwin Smith — there is a thread that links all four to each other; Tucker I believe trained with Wayne, assisted on cds Wayne produced, yet is now probably more popular and has a hotter hand. etc).
It will give me an incentive to research who else each of these producers and others have worked with. I almost wrote “guys” for the predicate nominative (??) — are there any women producers out there?
In your case I think you and Darwin have some momentum to keep going; but if I provide some perspectives to Jenny Scheinman, it is not totally unrelated to what could effect you in the longer run. Also, I will suggest ways for her to collaborate with you (and Darwin) in the near future.
I thought my trip was very worthwhile. Yesterday I took a cab to Millenium Park to catch up with Michael Orlove of the City of Chicago and give him the rundown on your doings. I think there is possibility of doing some stuff with them next time in town.
I will revise the “Chicago Update” file and add in the names of our new friends there. I hope we can get back to Chicago relatively soon.
On a personal aside, on my way to Anna’s yesterday, I noticed a building for rent sign around the corner from her: it said MARK B WEISS realtor. I called the phone number and found a man nine years older than me with the same name. Same middle name even: Mark Bennett Weiss. I find that odd because Bennett is kind of a WASPy name. Doesn’t usually go with Weiss. I was named for Morton Benjamin Weiss, my deceased paternal grandfather, plus we lived on Bennett Street. I joked to the guy in a subsequent email that I may have to change my name. (because in addition to being a real estate wiz, he is on the board of a music non profit).
We should keep our eyes out for more Dao Stroms.
Michael Orlove’s co-worker said her favorite band at Pitchfork is from Denmark, called Mew. I skipped Pitchfork and ended up having Himalayan food in Evanston with my former intern Noah Metz and his girlfriend — they are recent Northwestern grads. I also chatted up a woman selling t-shirts for the sports teams there named Amy Danzer who wrote her thesis on a formerly repressed Soviet writer named Venedikt Erofeev, and also wondered if you had read Linda Le “Slander.” Amy was also into “Hiroshima Mon Amor.”
I am trying on the plane to read Yoko Tawada, Where Europe Begins. Do you know it?
Also, I am tempted to send you that 1970 Playboy magazine after I peruse it. I was thinking that you might have some insightful observations about it. Maybe you can work some of it into your ’70s narrative piece. I also, perhaps more helpfully, keep a file on articles about the Vietnam war, like recent obituaries of Robert McNamara and some U.S General.
I will also try to update the “Dao outline” document as appropriate.
Maybe we can recast as goals for the second half of 2009.
Enjoy the gourmet house concert.
Mark
> Next step, I’m also thinking may be to start looking
> for West Coast dates. I know it’s still a ways off, but
> perhaps we could start looking for a good anchor date
> nevertheless? If you see any opening act ideas to pursue in
> Bay Area, LA, Portland, Seattle or elsewhere along the
> coastline? Just a thought
its funny Texas seems so big until your anchored up in Anchorage or worse Juneau up the road.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QcDWMqsU7Rg
Ctense, bitter portrayal of a Vietnamese family blighted by insanity, adultery, and incest, observed by the daughter who labors to distance herself from her depressing, indeed disastrous, origins. Written in French and first published in 1993, this spare, cunningly fashioned tale juxtaposes a riot of powerful sensory impressions against–and as correlatives of–the narrator’s vitriolic memories. The novel’s rigorous nihilism, however, undercuts its considerable artistry; the reader shares the narrator’s wish to escape from this experience, and to forget it as quickly as possible.
Film by Mark Becker of Stanford not mark Decker of Dartmouth
https://mobile.nytimes.com/2008/11/05/arts/music/05halv.htmlhttps://www.google.com/amp/s/www.mercurynews.com/2018/06/11/sfjazz-brings-mary-halvorson-and-thumbscrew-to-the-san-francisco-stage/amp/Julian lag documentary Jules at eight
Mary Halvorson New York Times same day as Obama Mary Helgerson in New York Times same day as Obama victory
Appearing as co-bill at SF Jazz this Thursday
Film by Mark Becker of Stanford not mark Decker of Dartmouth
No, thanks Yo la tengo

Zirker actually has two of these in the room, so this is a detail of an installation. But I took Terry’s advice and got the full body including the shoes of the Vanna White archetype.
Amanda Salisbury, a recent hire in the front office of Palo Alto Art Center, Embarcadero at Newell, did not see the Joseph Zirker show in the small conference room a few years ago, but showed me to Zirker’s work, part of our public art collection, hung in the former council chamber and one time library room.
On the way out, I saw a new Patrick Daughtery installation, and our Nathan Oliveira bronze and then, across the street, at Guinda and Embarcadero, a “Pollinator” installation of native flowering plants including “Purple Haze”, by Juanita Salisbury (no relation, or none known, not truly checking their pistels and stamens, or 23Me’s), and then, next day, I saw a nice house in that neighborhood with three signs: Anna Eshoo, Mark Berman, and John Hirokawa.
Or as Chief Seattle once said: all things connected.
At 3:26:
this pertains to a private or business correspondence between myself and certain industry professionals.
also, at Earth day 1993 by bay Area Action, and produced by Jason Coltun before he joing Red Light, Michelle Shocked played this song at Stanford, Frost Amphitheatre. I don’t know Michelle Shocked nor would I have guessed that I would soon thereafter start producing concerts. Dar Williams, around that time, was just Julie Williams’ kid sister, and a friend of a friend of my Dartmouth classmate Charlotte Gerstein. (Whose partner then, Rob Lederer pka Rob Craig founded a band Number Nine or Numba Nine but also knew members of Counting Crows when most of them were still Naked Barbies.
yadda. yadda. yadda.
Hey, Girls, or girls, or women, or guys: keep on rockin’
And, yeah, I’m a housewife.
edita to add: the video, of someone in 2009 Bernadette Mary or something playing “Anchored Down in Alaska” sometimes doesn’t play thru on the wordpress or youtube format so here is a screen capture. I was remembering the “keep on rockin'” part. Here, at 3:26.
shout out to my wife the lovely and talented Terry Acebo Davis and our friend Joe Zirker the visual artist whose work is at Far out Gallery (Fog) on Taraval in SF.
and1: Leroy says, send this picture, and while we are at it, the keyboard also a shout to, not Dar but Dao, Dao Strom who, maybe more than Michelle Shocked even, knows how Alaska feels relative to Texas. Dao the Michener Fellow and singer songwriter Mom, to Lincoln. This is Anita Zik:

Keep on rockin’
also: Keep ears peeled for Palo Alto World Music Day on Father’s Day, from 5 to 7:30 or something, Downtown, Palo Alto, and maybe on Solstice later that week, same spots, different casts, perhaps the fourth or so attempt at ICOBOPA International Congress of Buskers, from 7 to 9 to take advantage of our nearness to Sunny Boy Williamson, the third rocker.
andand Leroy says keep rockin