Clay wheels

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This Muhammed Ali or Cassius Clay bike is about $2,000 and the sweatshirt is cool and esoteric but a bit pricey at $139

Palo Alto has a new bike shop, Shinola on Hamilton 261, although new is a relative term since the whole concept is retro. Sky the bike guru (who came to the company four years ago, she says, after ten years at Bianchi) says the Muhammed Ali bike references the fact that young Cassius Clay before shocking the world with a Gold Medal in Heavyweight Boxing at the 1960 Rome Olympics, and picking up as management the 10 most powerful men in Louisville including the CEO of Brown-Forman the distiller, learned to fight after someone stole his Schwinn and he wanted to open up in revenge the proverbial can of whup ass (I’m paraphrasing, yo).

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Meanwhile, my header alludes to a classic (meaning 1990s) punk skate band out of San Jo and the 408, Clay Wheels, started by RS2 and Kal Gettle. (Duh, clay wheels is itself a retro term, about skateboarding before Steve Cabellero and Tony Hawk and plastic alto wheels, which is where, here in a random parenthetical, random and rambling, digression from an obscure crossover non Hardaway variety, that Roxy Rapp the landlord and insert name of Darth Vader’s boss in first star wars movie of local politics, in his other new building, just around the corner, or sneaking thru the alley like Sally, past the old fern bar, is B8ta, who makes ordinary devices with gratuitous computers and actually tipped Plastic Alto to this whole farragut of a retail riff, in that the retail reporter of the Washington Post covered their, and not Shinola’s grand opening or soft as it were, and Brand Chron reprinted it, I got in analog tree-shredding format or media just yesterday, literally, and not 1990s like — it’s pronounced “beta” like the Greek letter “B” meaning slang Silicon Valley style “test” or “in progress’ — and their blog is called “I0ta” with a grautitous mix of numbers and type, they have a bike, too).

 

Shinola for a limited time has a Soda, which was the name of the post-Steve Cabellor band, that played Cubberley, in 1997 on tour with post-Grilled Cheese Records (i.e. before major label MCA) Blink 182 (and to complete the square, it was billed as Earthwise Rock ‘N’ Bike, for Earthday and we gave away ok the previous year a SoftRide), swag, you can drink one.

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actually before I met her and she said she didn’t want to be in the picure Sky is the red head here, and says that Shinola will partner with Jack White label on product line music

Sky from Shinola says she owns 29 bikes and also, once she figured out that I was not hip enough to be teaching her a new handshake, yes she has seen the giant Joe Louis fist in Detroit built by Robert Graham (the one married formerly to Angelica, not the cool shirt guy) — I have only seen it in Eminem Super Bowl Chryseler I think commercial and maquettte at Stanford Cantor. Somebody even more random should link the Shinola bikes (they also make watches) to the Bruce Beasley rings temp art at nearby City Hall (which sends me to Eaggleston I think it is photo b8tabikeof bike in Memphis, which is were Marc Cohn in previous posts ascends towards goy Heaven).

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Marissa Mayer is too legit 2 quit

I did read thru the 90 page Spring Owl report on Yahoo and am not a shareholder (although I do have 50,000 messages saved in their mail if that is skin in the game) and think she should stay the course.

I thought she did a pretty good job in the Ed Lee video.

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Bird Dog meat loaf

I don’t know if they have meat loaf at Bird Dog in Palo Alto.

Michael Fracasso, who cruised the Mexican market on Menalto with me, said it reminds him of an old Everly Brothers song about dudes who would steal your chick.

Try the veal. I’m actually — and this is partially a run-on or run-off of my Marc Cohn epic or lyrical essay — trying to get a a riff on retail in Palo Alto and Shinola and B8ta.

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Marc Cohn to headline JCC Palo Alto benefit event in February

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Marc Cohn, whose “Walking In Memphis” from 1992 is twenty years later still a staple at KFOG and other adult contemporary stations, headlines a benefit event at and for the Oshman Jewish Community Center, Saturday, Feb. 6, 2016. Tickets are a pricey $275, although there are also sponsorships levels (and presumably special seating) for $2,500 and up. The event is announced (via a card in the mail that clarifies that this is the same Marc Cohn six feet over Beale) with corporate sponsors such as Coupon

 

For comparison sake, jazz guitarist John Pizzareli played last month at the same venue for $40 to $55.

 

See also, Foreigner recently at Menlo Circus Club, which raised $375K for El Camino Hospital in May.

If you just happen to be a Marc Cohn fan and don’t have $275 you can see him at Livermore Bankhead theatre for $59 a few weeks prior.

 

2. (the next day) I am sort of tripping on this. From Steve Knopper in the Chicago Tribune, 2011:
The album Cohn put out two years after the shooting, “Join the Parade,” is one of his best, with poignant references to a devastated New Orleans — “Dance Back from the Grave” — mixed with nostalgic remembrances of inspirational musicians — “Listening to Levon,” named for the Band’s Levon Helm, and “The Calling (Ghost of Charlie Christian).” A phone discussion of Cohn’s voice leads to a recollection of one of his most memorable lines, from his 1991 radio breakthrough “Walking In Memphis.” The lyrics deal with a Jewish gospel-music-lover meeting a devout pianist who asks him, “Are you a Christian child?”; the singer responds, dramatically, “Ma’am, I am tonight.”

“It’s 100 percent autobiographical,” says Cohn, who is Jewish. “The moment I wrote it, I had no idea I was writing a hit, but I knew I was writing something that deeply defined so many facets of me — my conflicting feelings about religion, about my own state, my humor about it, my acceptance about everybody in terms of what they believe. … It’s not a religious thing for me, it’s just deeply moving. And I guess that’s all in that line.

“It’s so funny — people often think that I’m Christian or born-again, from not only that song, but others,” he says. “In a way, I like that. There’s nothing clear about what I’m writing, in terms of spirituality. But to me, that line could have only been written by a Jew. It’s such a Jewish line, and I love that.”

3. I didn’t realize, until reading the fairly extensive wikipedia entry on “walking in memphis” that there is a Cher version (plus Lonestar, whose country version went as high on those charts as the original went on the mainstream charts, Top 10).  Frankly, I only watched half of this, two minutes, but it made me think about Jim Jarmusch “Mystery Train”(and then as  I write that Greil Marcus) as the song itself.

 

To the extent it has “borrowed interest” and name-checks Al Green, Elvis, W.C Handy, it reminds me of Mary Lou Lord “His Indie World” which namechecks Superchunk and Huggy Bear.

It says he took a treck to Mississippi to visit Murial Wilkins (which reminds me of Malcolm Welbourne pka Papa Mali telling me about going up to North Mississippi to visit Jessie Mae Hemphill. Also, I’m thinking of my own brief experience managing  Roy Tyler and New Directions a leaving member of Gospel Hummingbirds and are respective embodiments of ethnic or cultural cliches (me, in a borrowed Lexus, taking him to be interviewed at KFJC, which also in Plastic Alto, calls to mind Tom Friedman, which I’ve never read).

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The opening scene of Jim Jarmusch “Mystery Train” to me is more interesting than Marc Cohn’s 1991 hit — I distinctly remember the other-worldliness of sitting in the dark, in my indie world, 1991 a rainy Sunday matinee in San Francisco with Carrie Moulton. “far from yokohama” which

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jumpcuts to this spring (and we rode-tripped, Terry my Terry and I, in our Honda, to install art at the Wing Luke, a Jew in a town named for an Indian Chief channelling Philipino consciousness into a Chinese museum, but what I’m getting to is Mama’s Mexican Kitchen, in Belltown, Second Avenue, and it’s Elvis Room.

5. And also, I saw, for comparison sake, David Krakauer the worlds leading klezmer musician at First Methodist Christian Church in Palo Alto on Shabbat and recently Chris Isaak featuring Hershel Yatovitz, who told me of his sojourn in Memphis and Sun Studios (with Cowboy Jack Clement)

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Mark with a K not C Weiss not Cohen or Cohn, in the Elvis Room by John Liddicoat

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Natural mystic blows in Vermont

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UVM professor Alfred Charles “Tuna” Snider, 65, a reggae scholar and DJ, died Friday, and yes I know that Plastic Alto has had 5 obits in a month.

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Welcome home The Lofts at SodoSoPa!

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Welcome home The Lofts at SodaSoPa!

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‘Every ad is an attack on the soul’, John Trudell, Hayward, Calif., circa 1992

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when I was transitioning from corporate communications to activism arts and politics I heard John Trudell speakhe died last week at age 69

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Bitch, I’m Johanson

 

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This mural was damaged perhaps during the work on Cali Avenue street or on the building. The news racks need to go. Also, there are some serious cracks in the plaster.

I have merging two items, one about the damage to the Chris Johanson mural on Cali Ave in Palo Alto, the second, about a despute 35 miles north regarding proposed public art near Mission district BART, because the headline “Bitch, ….” purportedly violates the transit district’s bylaws or standards.

There’s also a pop song by a famous media age diva with a similar title to my headline, I’m referencing. We go hard or we go home.

Check back to see if I can write my way out of this hole.

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Victor De La Rosa proposed public artwork referencing conflict caused by gentrification of San Francisco, and reported by the Chron.

 

My meatloaf is calling me (3 years later, after seeing a real Chris Johanson show at Altman-Siegel on Minnesota in SF Dogpatch) but here is quick reference photo, a still of video:

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the palette is CJesque.

 

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Amir Aczel approaching infinity

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