My 12 picks: Stanford, Northwestern, Army, Missouri, Vanderbilt, Michigan State, Schauer, New Mexico, Michigan, Texas, UCLA and UTEP

Devon Cajuste at Lytton Plaza, August, 2014: a serious baller, curious about the congo drummers downtown, hoping to build on his 5 touchdowns and record 22.9 yards per catch and go pro, don't we all have such dreams?

Devon Cajuste at Lytton Plaza, August, 2014: a serious baller, curious about the congo drummers downtown, hoping to build on his 5 touchdowns and record 22.9 yards per catch and go pro, don’t we all have such dreams?

I am not actually a gambler nor do I advocate such. I picked 11 teams plus the Democratic challenger for the gubernatorial seat of Michigan, Mark Schauer just as an experiment. It is more like Rosencrantz and Guildenstern picking a coin flip 10 times straight* for surrealist effect than Jimmy the Greek with a tout.

I am trying hard to appreciate football this fall, as an escape from my ordinary obsessions.
(And let me interject with a shout out to Butch “Make it Look Easy” Veazey who led the 1972 Mississippi Rebels with 8 touchdown receptions, most of which from Norris Weese my distant cousin. He is in his 23rd year coaching high school and Baptist football players in the Southern Theatre of conflict).

Stanford home at USC, Stanford favored by 4. I am still recalling Mr. Howard Evans, father of my 5th grade buddy Brian “Bubba” Evans driving a bunch of us to games in the old family wagon. Thanks, Mr. Evans! I saw Bub the other night at our Fantasy Football league draft, as well as former Fremont Hills playground legends Todd Kjos and Noel Kidd. I met Zlotnick in the fifth grade, at Beth Am, but did not play with or against him until 8th grade flag football where Sturiale to Zlotnick on a post and go was a big winner. I ought to be able to hear if Hogan’s Heroes find pay dirt, but doubt I will find the time or bandwidth to take in the game, either at Terry’s, the Oak Creek common room or knot-holing from here on Ramona, outside the Old Pro. (I am taping for future not-viewing). One of these days I will surprise myself and sneak into a game. I realized that I may never have the joy of pulling up to the fields outside and Eucalyptus groves with a payload of lads. Oh, well. I briefly thought of rousing my own Pops from his blissful weekend rest; we may still make it to an A’s game this year. Maybe 9/18 Rangers or 9/24 Angels, both matinees). I did meet Devon Dejuste at Lytton Plaza, both of us taking conga lessons from “Mike the Drummer”. Will try to post that.

Northwestern home over Northern Illinois. I’m from Chicago, plus I visited Noah Metz there in 2009; we had Himalayan cuisine and watched a bike race. Noah is a decent piano player and took some notes on John Ellis’ then-unpublished cd, the one recorded in Brooklyn that ended up on Hyena. I can probably post some photos of that campus visit.

(I didn’t pick anyone in Purdue versus Central Michigan yet caught one play on tv, a CM guy returning a pick six; Purdue features a Gunn grad as a walk-on, Sean Lydster).

Army over Buffalo. Patriotic fervor over animal rights. I should try to catch a minute of this in case I do make it to Stanford hosting Cadets next week.

Missouri over home Toledo. My cousin Laurie Blumfield married Greg Moats a big Mizzou fan and their son — also my cousin — Ryan RyMo Moats was a walk-on at Mizzou but didn’t last too long. On field. In classroom he has an engineering degree and works in construction development in St. Louis. So I tend to root for the Tigers and dream of visiting Columbia someday in the family motor home traveling tailgate machine.

And in fact Ryan’s sister, also my cousin, Jenny Moats was a Vandy cheerleader so I do lean in sometimes to their games and therefore pick Vanderbilt plus the 20 points at LP Field (where? %) against Ole Miss, despite my weird deep south knowledge of Weese-to-Veazey — it was mentioned in my first year of receiving Sports Illy, when I was 8.(Missouri wins 49-24 – W)

Michigan State Spartans plus 12 at Oregon. Since having met the scrappy Democratic challenger and Albion College grad Mark “Rhymes with shower” Schauer I have been channeling a lot of Great Lakes State stuff. So despite having sat thru a fun first half of Gunn game last night with Cubberley 1979 and Gunn parent Brent Baird, who was wearing a Duck jersey and cap, I am going with the Lansing gang. Gunn by the way had a player named Forrest Bubba Larson, which reminds me and probably others of Bubba Smith, the Spartan (and later Colts) legend. I also have my David Raynor Cooker Perkins story, about watching MSU at Old Old Pro (on Pepper) with the then-fiance of the future NFL kicker. And it turns out that Rob Lederer pka Rob Craig and Number Nine (or Numba Nine) actually featured at Cubberley circa 1998 Dayna Stephens the 35 year old sax player who was only 16 at the time and doubled on Rob’s vocals, he and I just deduced the other day, while hanging at the Oakland Museum. God speed to Dayna in his upcoming procedure. (Oregon covers, 46-27 L)
Schauer Headshot Web (1)Dayna also gave me the skinny on his recent trip to Detroit Jazz festival and Red Sea Festival in Elat, Israel. Apparently Miles Davis recorded a 1949 song called “Israel”. Or am I out of bounds? I think one foot college style is better than two feet NFL style but overall I am about women’s college lacrosse where you can go past the sidelines as long as the defense is still pursuing, I have adapted as a literary style. Any body?

And this is a good a place as any to amend in my head and now here the dispatch I sent to Keith Peters last night about the excellent Gunn 20 San Mateo 27 tilt. I said Gunn was not so much out-played as out-archetyped, in that our “Riggins 1983 Super Bowl” run was matched by their “Steve Young versus Vikings” run plus a Larry Csonka or really Bronko Nagurski. When I paraphrased Shinichi Hirano as saying Gunn failed to execute I meant in both figurative sense of clearly touching down the ball in end zone for a winning score and in the sense of more literal and perhaps too explicit “kill shot”. They had the Bearcats on the ropes, so to speak, but could not knock them out. It was 18 or 17 versus 45 so it was pretty close to a draw. And I was worried about my friend Sam Rothstein playing linebacker at 5’11” 195 going up against Watson Filikitonga (rhymes with Csonka) who is 6’2″ 230. He did pull down that load a couple times as well as a td-saving near-horse-collar drag down of either Austin Perez or maybe Line Latu. Sam dislocated a finger on very first play but got close to his normal minutes nonetheless. If his brother Michael reaches 140 pounds by his sophomore year – if he goes to Gunn, he is now at Jordan — the hand of Saturn will reach out and Titanize him for Gunn grids. I recall Michael at age 5 (and 60 pounds) wanting to 1 v. 1 one me in soccer in his family’s yard, me at about 200 and clumsy. Noah Riley of Gunn at 5’9 145 had quite a command of the troops, so to speak. Baird told me that there is a family of coaches in his tree. And,not to digress, he said that Bob Melvin’s cousin went to Cub and is an NFL assistant coach, latched to Andy Reid via their mutual SF State days. I believe that, close enough for Plastic Alto and upon further review in the suss-injuns. (Central Michigans are Chippewa I learn, speaking of the how and howl).

Great segue and I am by the way wearing my Cody Sanderson Navaho Silver cuff today to New Mexico and 25 versus Arizona State. Wish I was there — I am four years late for a meeting with Jody Naranjo my partner in Pueblo Girls rock band. (ASU covers 58-23, L)

Michigan where my mom matriculated in 1951 and 5 at Notre Dame — the Michigan theme here is to help Mark Schauer take back that state from the evil right-winger Snyder.(Their mother but not mine spanked them but not me, 31-0 so that’s another L on my forehead, and a reminder to visit my mother)

Texas over BYU, even though Gunn current parent Sweat has a boy there, perhaps also a former Titan gridiron stalwart. And am enjoying Stone Parker Broadway soundtrack if that fits here and is not offensive.(BYU rolls 41-7, as Austinites have another round at the Continental, listening to Jon Dee Graham, L)

UCLA hard to cover over Memphis, because it is my tax dollars at work and in respect of Dr. Lorrie Frankel their former center and father of Gunn stalwart (and onetime Dartmouth rugby ringer) Eli Frankel. Lorrie told me of his days playing behind Dave Dalby the eventual Super Bowl champ with Raiders. They were centers. He is now a retired Stanford pediatrician but still working, in SF. He is most probably at the game (the Stanford game, I meant — meanwhile UCLA won 42-35 but probably an L for failing to cover).

UTEP and 20 hosting Texas Tech Red Raiders. Someday in El Paso to practice my Spanish, eat enchiladas and “song-catch” stories about the Bear, my teammates coach Don X and Kent Lockhart, who is down under but probably aware of “gridiron” as he now calls it. Football was Kent’s first love but when the 7th graders of Wilbur beat the 8th graders, in 1977, he knew his fate was rounder ball not spheroid and that has made all the difference, and very much like a Stoppard or Sam Shepherd story, directed by Baz Luhrman.(Texas Tech eeks it out or slides by like an eel as the spellchecker suggests but 30-26 helps anyone who actually bet on the game with a bookie, and for me a humble W)

Also: go see “When the Game was Tall” which I hope to take it, again, with the Rothsteins. Did I mention my recent stroll on Bellarmine campus and only recalling the grotto? The Sam Liccardo Center.

Did I mention Chris Strausser at Washington assistant coach for offense and o-line, moving over from Boise State with Chris Peterson? Chris was 3rd team all SCVAL at quarterback when Jim Harbaugh was 1st team, in 1981 season. Baird somehow knew that a family friendship with John Ralston somehow catalyzed the Strausser path.

My buddy since 7th grade but never actually a Titan teammate, Chris Strausser, our answer to Jim Harbaugh at QB, now a coach in Pac-12 with Washington, on tv, in Hawaii.

My buddy since 7th grade but never actually a Titan teammate, Chris Strausser, our answer to Jim Harbaugh at QB, now a coach in Pac-12 with Washington, on tv, in Hawaii.

Speaking of Michigan but not very football: good on you, Lessa Bouchard of Detroit and your show upcoming at Dragon Theatre in Redwood City, which I hope to check out and maybe eat before or after with friends at Helena Sol’s Quinto Sol. Will update with the actual name of her production. A Moment Unbound.

Lessa Bouchard, yard sale Downtown North, Labor Day, 2014: Michigan's gift to Palo Alto arts scene

Lessa Bouchard, yard sale Downtown North, Labor Day, 2014: Michigan’s gift to Palo Alto arts scene

where did photo of devon cajuste go?

also: add photo of mark schauer from his website and link

*in Tom Stoppard’s 1966 play, Rosencrantz correctly picks heads 92 straight times: if I pick all 12 here, vote for me, and Schauer. If I pick 92 straight, head for the hills! Coin, coincide. The more people view an event, the more real it becomes?!

& LP Field is in Nashville, home of Tennessee Titans and today’s Vandy Ole Miss clash; LP is Louisiana Pacific building supplies — think wood, lumber — formerly of Portland Oregon moved to Nashville and actually came out of breakup of GP Georgia Pacific in the 1970s, although do think “long playing” music not football if you read enough Plastic Alto, or know the guy from Shellac.

Former Earthwise intern and analyst Noah Metz (Gunn, Northwestern) Evanston, 2009

Former Earthwise intern and analyst Noah Metz (Gunn, Northwestern) Evanston, 2009

edit to add the next day: Good luck, Noah on your new house! Smaller than LP field but bigger than my man-cave, so Law’s gain is music’s loss. I got 3 W’s at most and 8 L’s which I guess is a good thing for a jazz manager, sports writer and politician in waiting. But don’t take my word on Mark Schauer for Governor of Michigan, check out his website for yourself, or fly out to Detroit on Halloween for about $600 on Southwest if you are super-curious or psyched.

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Of haps and hap tics

1. I ran into my Oak Creek neighbor Serkin at Farmer’s Market and gave him my only Weiss for Council pin, from 2012.

New York Times article about robotics, Stanford byline, by John Markoff: “Brainy, Yes, But Far From Handy: Software Aims to Clear Hurdle To Robots Working with Humans, (9/2/14) backed with Stanford Theatre, upcoming September 20 and 21, “Dinner at Eight” (1933, George Kukor, written by George S. Kaufman or based on his Broadway play, features line, by Kitty (Jean Harlow) You know, I read a book the other day. It’s all about civilization or something — a nutty kind of book. Do you know that the guy said that machinery is going to take the place of every profession?

I saw my neighbor Serkin at Farmer’s Market and gave him my only campaign button, made by Terry Acebo Davis and Rob Syrett. I mistook him for a professional piano player — back when Oak Creek had a piano. Supposedly WORKS Gallery in San Jose a cachet of my buttons — we originally or she originally made about 100. They were part of an art installation in 2012; Joe Miller would know.

What is the Kurzweil theory? The convergence? (When computers or AI surpass humans, like when Big Blue could beat chess masters). Compared to Grey goo, when little bits of lab fabs replicate themselves and take over the world (subject of a movie “Welcome to Dopeville” by a former Dead camera-man Len D’Amico)

J. Kenneth Salisbury and Sonny Chan robotocists
see also Fast Cheap and Out of Control, Errol Morris featuring Rod Brooks of MIT

virtual surgery with haptics, mimic the sensations of touch in a computer simulation

Of haps and haptics

other movies of note:

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Of haps and haptics

1. I ran into my Oak Creek neighbor Serkin at Farmer’s Market and gave him my only Weiss for Council pin, from 2012.

New York Times article about robotics, Stanford date-line, by John Markoff: “Brainy, Yes, But Far From Handy: Software Aims to Clear Hurdle To Robots Working with Humans, (9/2/14) backed with Stanford Theatre, upcoming September 20 and 21, “Dinner at Eight” (1933, George Kukor, written by George S. Kaufman or based on his Broadway play, features line, by Kitty (Jean Harlow) You know, I read a book the other day. It’s all about civilization or something — a nutty kind of book. Do you know that the guy said that machinery is going to take the place of every profession?

I saw my neighbor Serkin at Farmer’s Market and gave him my only campaign button, made by Terry Acebo Davis and Rob Syrett. I mistook him for a professional piano player — back when Oak Creek had a piano. Supposedly WORKS Gallery in San Jose a cachet of my buttons — we originally or she originally made about 100. They were part of an art installation in 2012; Joe Miller would know.

What is the Kurzweil theory? The convergence? (When computers or AI surpass humans, like when Big Blue could beat chess masters). Compared to Grey goo, when little bits of lab fabs replicate themselves and take over the world (subject of a movie “Welcome to Dopeville” by a former Dead camera-man Len D’Amico)

J. Kenneth Salisbury and Sonny Chan robotocists
see also Fast Cheap and Out of Control, Errol Morris featuring Rod Brooks of MIT

virtual surgery with haptics, mimic the sensations of touch in a computer simulation

Of haps and haptics

other movies of note:

2. speaking of haps, I am looking forward to the Gunn at San Mateo football game, Friday night lights. This is the varsity debut for Sam Rothstein, linebacker, son of my good friend and fellow Dartmouthite, Scott Rothstein. The team also includes the son of my Terman football teammate Matt Maltz, meaning his son Andrew Maltz, a sophomore nose tackle who tips the scales at 300 pounds (what do you feed him, Jamie?). Vytes of the News suggests that Rothstein and Maltz (sounds like a law firm, or a good place to nosh on knish) will have a great time chasing down Line Latu, who accounted for 325 yards agains the Titans last year. I am going to be posting a synopsis of the game to “Coach” Keith Peters, son of music teacher Ken Peters, another Gunn grad, of The Weekly; GS of the Weekly suggests that because I am running for office I should post under a non de plume. I am pulling for: Sphinx Fitzwater II. Although I will never reveal why. Also: my Terman and Gunn classmate but never actually a teammate Chris Strausser is now an offensive coach at Washington, moving over from Boise State when his jefe Chris Peterson joined the Pac-12 Huskies staff. I recall Chris rassling with his Georgia Ct neighbor Greg Zlotnick when we were tykes. Chris took the long way to the helm of Gunn football, backing up Nick Sturiale, Billy Parker and others before persistence and a growth spurt finally brought him to behind center. He was Gunn’s answer to Paly’s Jim Harbaugh in 1982. (I believe Chris was 2nd team or 3rd team All-SCVAL, and then played for Chico State and Foothill, before John Ralston launched his coaching career, at SJSU). In more recent times, there are at least two Titans suiting up for NCAA gridiron: Sean Lydster a walk-on at Purdue in the Big Ten and Craig “Big Cat” Venuta for Harvard in the Ivy League. Sam Rothstein says he is as fast as Lydster was and is now taller. I hope he keeps up the enthusiasm after meeting Line Latu a few times. My joke is that Rothstein and Maltz are working to convert Line Latu; it is Shabbat after all, Friday night.

Ironically enough, the spell-check function wants to change “haptics” to “hap tics”

edit to add: The Daily Journal notes that Line Latu, after healing from a broken collarbone, has switched to quarterback while Watson Filikitonga has stepped up for Jeff Scheller’s Bearcats to prove a serious threat at back. All in they have 41 players to Gunn’s 17 Angry Young Men. Should be an interesting indoctrination for young Rothstein and company — if I write for a real paper, like The Weekly, I will not be so sophomoric. I think there is a Riley in senior leadership, maybe a Perricone, stalwarts of many a recent Titan squad.

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Dayna Stephens hands

Dayna Stephens at Stanford Jazz Workshop, August, 2014 (detail)

Dayna Stephens at Stanford Jazz Workshop, August, 2014 (detail)

I met Dayna Stephens at the Stanford Jazz workshop last month. While we chatted a young composer and trumpet stopped by for Dayna to eye-ball the chart he made, I presume of one of Dayna’s pieces. I heard the young man play later one of his own works and was duly impressed. I recall him as David Stern, like the former NBA executive (and he said: not related to Mike Stern or Leni Stern). I think, my typical carried-away, suggested a DanDayna StephStern project or some-such.

Good hands.
Good heart.
Good ear.
Good day.

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Spiro & Me, baby makes three

A freelance photographer had me pose next to the Greg Brown alter, on Bryant just North of Uni, Sunday, August, 31, 2014, to note the tragic and sudden passing of Greg Brown, who created these murals. Note the flowers.

A freelance photographer had me pose next to the Greg Brown alter, on Bryant just North of Uni, Sunday, August, 31, 2014, to note the tragic and sudden passing of Greg Brown, who created these murals. Note the flowers.

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Gunn Football at Sequoia jamboree

seqouiaJamboreeGunn2014

My two favorite Gunn football players are Andrew Maltz, son of my classmate Matt, and Sam Rothstein, son of my fellow Dartmouthian, Scott. Both young men, by the way, are sophomores.

gunnHighLights

Meanwhile, I am posting this from the fantasy football league’s Menlo Park man-cave with the following middle-aged men I recall playing forms of football — touch, tackle and flag — years ago, ages 10 thru 15 or so: Todd Kjos, Brian Evans and Greg Zlotnick.

What is your proudest athletic achievement:

Kjos: hit three home runs in consecutive at bats, at Santa Clara and Los Altos, for Gunn; had a couple interceptions for Gunn, junior year, 1980.
Evans: once won $1,000 at halftime of a Stanford basketball game, for hitting three-pointers in 30 seconds, 12 years ago, i.e. he was 38. Also recalls breaking a record, touchdown passes, Evans to (Tommy) Mell, in 1977, eighth grade B-League flag football.

Zlotnick: is too modest to answer, but, when prodded

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The Steve Emslie Rule

I wonder if the City will hire a Berkeley based consultant for $1.7 million to help them draft the response or I should say help us draft the formal required response to the GJ.

Or, maybe they will pay Steve Emslie $1.7 million to help draft the, I mean we will pay — government is after all a “we” not a “they” we have to own this — Steve to help respond to this.

I am half kidding (we did pay someone $1.7 to help flush the Comp Plan into the Bay I mean revise it). Actually on Steve Emslie, if we cannot garnish his pension legally we could at least pass a “Steve Emslie Rule” here prohibiting senior staff from working against us in the private sector, the “revolving door”. Anyone?

edit to add:
from the Weekly, in 2002, by Geoff Fein, which makes me realize that the staff who are paid by the citizens but appear to get their marching orders from private sector are a group of roving opportunists, almost like a three-card Monty or ball trick, moving around too quick to pin down who did what and how. We need to grow our own, people.

(and our most recent hires, after losing staff to Redwood City, are from Vancouver by way of Hong Kong and LA or something)

An odd chain of events opened the door for Emslie. When Ed Gawf, who was then San Jose’s deputy director of planning, building and code enforcement, left to take over as director of planning for Palo Alto, it created an opening for Emslie.

In 1998 Emslie was hired as deputy director of code enforcement for San Jose.

“I thought it would be an interesting challenge. That was deciding factor in going (to San Jose),” he said.

Another factor was the election of Ron Gonzalez as mayor of San Jose.

After all the new high-rise growth and boom of high-tech companies in San Jose, Gonzalez initiated a program focusing on neighborhoods. Emslie knew that code enforcement would play a strong role in the Strong Neighborhood Initiative.

“We were cutting new ground, we were creating new models for engaging the community,” Emslie said.
Emslie was in code enforcement for two years when the planning bug bit him again.

“It was fun doing code enforcement, but I missed long-range planning,” he said.

Emslie was asked if he’d be willing to head the planning implementation section.

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Hooray for boobies

new Paly dean Adam Paulson

new Paly dean Adam Paulson


Patch sent me a blast that said Paly has a new dean, Adam Paulson, from San Carlos district and a b.a. from Colorado, masters from Pepperdine, announced by Max McGee (I call him “Bill”), who I had a nice little mini-pow-wow with last week.

I posted to Patch, first time in a while, I logged in via Disqus, whose code was stored on this little trusty Mac Pro (I call it, “Max”, hence the confusion and my pet name for our Doctor McGee — his freshman roommates called him “Bill” also, before that fateful fall day, who could forget it?) and said:

Hooray for Boobies
and provided a helpful link

I am just curious whether they will let it go,
nodding
starting
going with the flow

or will they try to
stop
it
stem
its flow.
steamed, as it were
wah hoo wah
or tabo(o)

reminds me of dao
before I knew her
fictional or real
did you make this up or is it real
both
my cousin at wellesley
susan riddle
we lined up
before we had lines of our own

hooray hooray indeed

welcome max and adam

thank god lobos is lobos

hurray for lobos!!!
interobang
i’d tap that

terry calls from the next room to say that in some places they not only say or not say hooray for boobies but worse than the amazons or Isis the Goddess

I cannot say.

but you can peek for your self on the inter
nyet

in boobious battle

maya said something about butterball; been a long time

edit to add: Patch did not approve my comment; they deleted it. Then I posted a link to this. Oh, well. So ti goes. Meanwhile I wanted to quote from Dao Strom’s famous story “Chickens” because Terry and I were discussing tabo bathing style, from Philipines, but Terry got very mad and so I am moving on, blogwise. In Dao’s story, which won her a student prize and was put by Larry McMurtry next to Wallace Stegner in “Still Wild” best Western writing, a family of immigrants took baths using water poured from plastic jugs. Which reminds me — now Terry says I am acting like a white person — that when I spoke to SFPUC about 2019 coming up, “Two Hundred Fifty Years of Potable Water” maybe we could solicit a compilation of stories about water. I should ring her. Sorry, Dao, I missed your birthday again, around April Fool’s Day.

But I digress
dig?

outro: bloodhound gang “bad touch”

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Like shouting ‘freegal’ in a crowded public sphere

San Jose library stopped using this service because there wasn’t enough interest relative to their fee basis yet instructed it’s readers to try to get a Palo Alto library card and use our Freegal!

I wonder how this works out in terms of paying royalties to song-writers and performers.

Also, Monica De Conge seems to not have a sense of the distinction between a library being a public sector service and the free market or a store; she seems to want to use public sphere as a showcase for particular brands and corporations.

Others have panned Freegal, if you do the search.

It would take me several lifetimes to actually listen to all the music we have on cd at the library; I as a habit grab something on impulse and give it a spin. (Still haven’t downloaded anything on my laptop, although I did sell off to last man standing brick and mortar about 1,000 cd’s and a smaller group donated to Palo Alto Friends of Library.).

My first reaction to this is: too good to be true. Maybe I will try it.

Read David Lowery, whose bandmate in college dated Gunn grad Debby Solomon, on the way the digital word cheats the artists and performers; the system is still working out the kinks. And oh yeah the former Napster CEO is in Palo Alto getting indigents to sweep the streets for scrip.

II.

Here is link to David Lowery famous article: different service but I think we will find the same thing holds, that these services do not actually compensate artists properly.

Web Link

My Song Got Played On Pandora 1 Million times And All I Got Was $16.89 less than what I make from a single t-shirt sale.

For comparison, songwriters get 9 cents per copy when you buy a recording or his or her song. The record labels initially tried to consider downloads a sale per se but artists sued to have it thought of as a license per se, which meant the difference, for them, of getting 5 percent additional royalties versus 50 percent.

It will probably take another 20 years to figure what is fair to the artists and composers, for the disruption of music to settle.

Meanwhile, enjoy their music.

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Living in reverse, August 29 thru 21

Mia Levin D'bruzzi Simmans caught up and did a selfie at farmer's market which reminds of our sweaty Terman slow dance of 1975, speaking of the looking glass, media age

Mia Levin D’bruzzi Simmans caught up and did a selfie at farmer’s market which reminds of our sweaty Terman slow dance of 1975, speaking of the looking glass, media age


I met Winnie Lewis while standing outside Peet’s on Uni, because power had gone out, and walked with her to Peet’s near Whole Foods — she manages that building. Today, Breena of the Post takes up Lewis’ case about Downtown Business Assessment, page 11. I jumped out of bed at 6:54 deciding to relive the last 8 days in reverse — part Heidi Julavits, part Britt Daniels, but also Lewis Carroll — with help of my Moto G. (check back to see if I update with actual photos, not just a log).

20 things, in reverse, I’ve shot in last 8 days
and I started to write this from Beet Cafe, in the AOL building, near Page Mill, where Constantin from Ukraine fronted me $2 for a glass of orange juice.
IOU2dollars

20. Sal Gaeta at Jardin Santana Row San Jose selfie
salGaetaJardin

19. new bathing suit, from Sam of Palo Alto Sport and Toy

18. Sarah Cameron Sunde, pow wow on the arts, at Coupa

Nice pow wow with Sarah Cameron Sunde, a lot different than watching her from 50 meters in the bay the previous week

Nice pow wow with Sarah Cameron Sunde, a lot different than watching her from 50 meters in the bay the previous week

17. Raheem Nelson, “Lupita Nyong’o” at Pacific Art League

16. watching your phone series, in SF and at Coupa

15. visit to SF City Hall and SFPUC hearing: I spoke about the history of potable water, 1769 to 2019, 250 years, thanks to Greg Bayol, Peter Drekmeier, Melissa Novotny, Art Torres and Portola

14. wedding crasher at City Hall

13. Sam Weinert musician and barista, at Four Barrels, The Mission District

12. random Mission Street mural and possible alternative logo for UC Santa Cruz teams
goSlugsMissionStyle

11. pilgrimage to Diego Rivera Murals II, at City College San Francisco

10. tennis lessons, Oak Creek Palo Alto

9. power outage

8. street fair packing up, posing with Ning-Ann

7. campaign event, Ralph and Jackie Wheeler Eichler South Palo Alto

6. kids at play, Roble Park

5. Tom Dubois event, Roble Park

4. Ramos Park, near Robles Park: who doesn’t confuse these guys?

3. puppies seeking good homes

2. Robin Young and friend, bicycling for a good cause

1. greyhound placement worker and friend, Pleasanton

0. Tim Harris, Cubberley-Paly 1982, busking to Frank Turner, Pleasanton

(-1). Don Yarkin still photo, circa 1975, thanks to Hans Delannoy and Cubberley Catamount

(-2). Farewell, Hans Delannoy, my old coach

(-3). Debby Mytels, at Seale Park

(-4). Bellarmine lunch grotto: my first visit to the campus since 1973 when all the kids on Russell Lane were sent to their summer sports camp; I recall the baloney sandwiches served down there; all the other buildings are post-1973.

(-5). San Jose Museum of Art: the Willie Mays catch parallels the “sun” sculpture

(-6). Palo Alto downtown as seen from 101 Alma

(-7). storage locker diving for my vintage Matt Gonzalez silkscreen poster by Hardy

(-8). I loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night, tattoo on PS Storage clerk’s arm

(-9). San Francisco Mime Troupe, “Ripple Effect” at Mitchell Park, Aug. 21

(-10). Karen Runk of SFMT, Mitchell Park, August 21, 2014

(-11). tour of Epiphany Hotel conference room

(-12). Sam Smidt and helper, Emerson Street, August, 2014

(-11). Lee Lippert of ARB and Randy Popp, Gunn 1983 who I’ve sort of known since 5th grade, 4th for him, from Fremont Hills and Natoma Loop

(-12). Donna Grider, city clerk

(-13). Peter Kirkeby, my Gunn classmate, got a parking ticket while waiting for the public hearing on 400 Page Mill, his family’s Smith-Andersen gallery abuts

outro with Spoon “Written in reverse” from 2010 although sends me back to their show at the Cub in 1998

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