Bjong Wolf Yeigh and the Wheelock Succession

Baker Tower, a landmark of Dartmouth College, founded in 1769

I ran into Dr. Andrew Gutow my Dartmouth classmate, the hand surgeon, at my Dad’s club Saturday and he planted an idea in me that has been growing like a wand of cotton candy, in my head.

He said that our classmate his fraternity brother Dr. Bjong Wolf Yeigh is president of a university in New York and could be considered as the possible successor to Dr. Jim Kim, who is most likely leaving Dartmouth to become president of The World Bank.

I barely remembered Yeigh; I thought I recalled that he went to high school with  or was from the same home town, Arlington, Virginia as my one-time roommate James Boyd Hunter, and referring to my Aegis yearbook bears that much out.

The search engines reveal that since leaving Dartmouth, Yeigh has:

– earned a masters’ in mechanical engineering from Stanford;

– served in the U.S. Navy, honorably discharged as a lieutenant, saw action in the first Gulf War, as a tactical or intelligence officer on an aircraft carrier, The Saratoga, and did training with fighter jets at “TOP GUN” in Miramar;

— got a PhD in civil engineering from Princeton. Did course work or certificate work at Woodrow Wilson Center there;

– was a dean of engineering at St. Louis University, and at Oklahoma State in Stillwater;

-worked at The World Bank;

– was a provost at Yale;

-and finally, or ultimately, was tapped by State University of New York to head its IT institute of technology and one other campus –in a consolidation, in 2009.

So in terms of how to replace Dr. Jim Kim, the spunky world health expert, physician and administrator, Wolf Yeigh has an uncanny similarity; he’s done a lot of what Kim has, plus he’s an alum, plus he’s a War hero, plus he was or is president of a university, two of them, already; and he was in a Dartmouth fraternity, in this case Tri-Kap.

I rang my friend and roommate Brian Gaul to bounce this idea off of him. My suggestion is that our class, on the basis of having just completed our 25th reunion, has some organizational capacity and clout to campaign for one of our own in the hunt,

Terry Davis, Brian Gaul ’86 of Washington, DC, and Brad Holt ’86 of Greenwich, CT, a retired Naval officer –and a gentleman — at Tom Dent Cabin, at our 25th reunion, June, 2011.

in addition to the normal “search committee.”

What I like about Yeigh’s story, if I get it, is how much he continued to improve himself after leaving Dartmouth. If he was not, let’s say, one of the top 50 likely people to be president of the College someday, from our class he certainly took to heart the continual growth concept from liberal arts and moved himself up the ranks. Or he was perhaps slightly overlooked, as an undergrad.

If Yeigh can get the Korean vote, the DC vote, the Fighter Jock and Army/Navy vote (Brad Holt, Jack Bocock, Philip Burrow, John Fendig, Will Ogden and more), had a Alumni presence in St. Louis and circulated even minimally at Reunion — Gutow says he was there — maybe the class can and should rally and plead his case.

Since he was in Tri-Kap, my next question is: can he sing?

edit to add: to obviate some of the confusion, Bjong Yeigh is a Korean name, Wolf is an Anglo first name by which he prefers to be called. At Dartmouth he was known as Byung Ye — “Yeigh” as in “play” or “player” versus “Ye” as in “plea”, maybe we were getting it wrong, too many of us were. Maybe its like the fact that U.S. Senator Kirsten Gillibrand was known in our day on campus as Tina Rutnik. We can work with it. I say “yeah” as in “yes” to Yeigh.

This is a little off topic but I was thinking that I have met four of the 17 Presidents of Dartmouth in the “Wheelock Succession“. David McLaughlin, who welcomed us to campus and I interviewed a couple times briefly for The Dartmouth, James Freedman, Jim Wright; I don’t recall meeting John Kemeny, although I at least probably recognized him on campus at events. I met John Sloan Dickey around Halloween, 1985, at Dick’s House, where he had 24-hour care for some months at the end of his life. We watched together on tv the final game of the World Series, when young Bret Saberhagen was MVP, although President Dickey was not in a state where he could acknowledge people trying to communicate with him. I have not met Kim but saw him speak at reunion; in fact, by coincidence, I greeted Andy Gutow there in the Spaulding lobby right after the Kim speech, for the first time in 25 or 27 years.

This obituary for John Sloan Dickey seems to indicate that he lived for as many as six years at the campus infirmary, until his death in 1991. He presided over The College for 25 years, from World War II to 1970.

edit to add: Joseph Asch ’79 writes a similar article about Bjong Yeigh and Hanover, and mentions and links to me, at Dartblog.

edit to add, April 17, 2012: updates: 1) Kim is confirmed to head World Bank; 2) Dartmouth names Carol Folt a science professor as interim President of College; and 3) Yeigh flies to Wichita to interview as one of five finalists for the head job at Wichita State University, which is in Kansas. Not a Shocker. Also, for what it’s worth, although I did not circulate my essay among classmates, this is my most-read entry, of the 350 or so “Plastic Alto” posts, so far this year and in the top 12 all-time, or since Fall, 2010. The most popular post is still the one about Paul J. Cohen the Fields Prize winner and Evan O’Dorney the young man who won the Westinghouse Intel Prize and unbraided an anchor for CNN after winning a spelling bee. That followed by posts about Kent Lockhart, Alden Van Buskirk, Occupy, The Varsity Theatre revival initiative TLPW456, another wacky acronym ICOBOPA which is a related music initiative having to do with a flash mob of buskers, and Emily Palen an SF-based busker (which I think is because it was my thirtieth post and I labeled it XXX like a Super Bowl, but also I fear pops up when people search for porn). I still think of “Plastic Alto” blog as more a note book for my ideas than a conversation with readers. I posted something about Jim Yardley that he wanted kept confidential — I quoted from our emails — and then took it down at his request although at the time there was only one view, maybe just him.

Anyhow, back to topic good luck to Bjong Wolf in New York, Kansas and everywhere. And good luck to Professor Folt in the Wheelock Succession. And good luck to Kim at World Bank.

Carol Folt I read has been at the College since 1983 — so maybe I’ve met her, too — and is Provost as well as having won teacher of the year award, and was a finalist when Kim was selected. Which goes to show why running one of the great institutions in U.S. is not like Fantasy Football or something where chance meetings in golf club grills carry much weight. How many other sets of alums met in similar ways and, even soberly, wanted to nominate a bro or classmate? Probably at least another ten or so, right?

edit to add, six months later:

November 29, 2012
Dear members of the Dartmouth community,
I am delighted to let you know that Philip J. Hanlon ’77, PhD, will be the next president of Dartmouth. Phil is a world-class academic, an accomplished administrative leader, and a passionate scholar-teacher. He now serves as provost and executive vice president for academic affairs at the University of Michigan, where he is the Donald J. Lewis Professor of Mathematics.
My fellow trustees and I are pleased to say that the presidential search process yielded a terrific leader. The community’s input was instrumental in identifying the many strengths we sought in our 18th president. Phil embodies those strengths, and we have been inspired by the exceptional qualities he will bring to the presidency. We could not be happier to welcome him home to Dartmouth.
Phil’s impressive experience as provost of the University of Michigan—with 95 departments in the top 10 nationally and $1.27 billion in annual research spending, second among all universities—means that Dartmouth will be in very capable hands. Phil truly understands how great scholarship and research are essential to an undergraduate learning experience that produces leaders who can shape and change a world that is increasingly complex, diverse, and interdisciplinary. This insight, combined with his personal integrity, his strength of purpose, and his deep love for Dartmouth, made him the unanimous choice of the Board as we build upon the strong groundwork laid by the strategic planning process, chart an ambitious academic future, and look toward our 250th anniversary in 2019.
On January 11, soon after the start of winter term, we will hold a welcome celebration on campus for Phil and his wife, Gail Gentes. Phil will take office on July 1. Carol L. Folt, to whom we are indebted for her tremendous leadership during this transitional year, will continue to serve as interim president until June 30, when she will resume her role as provost.
Dartmouth is truly at the heart of Phil’s remarkable life story. Having grown up in Gouverneur, a small mining community in upstate New York, he credits his experiences at Dartmouth with shaping him both professionally and personally. As he explains, he gained confidence in his mathematical abilities through the guidance and patience of a number of professors at Dartmouth, and formed lifelong friendships and bonds. In fact, Phil’s wife is the sister of one of his classmates, Bill Gentes ’77.
A University of Michigan faculty member since 1986, Phil has held administrative leadership positions for more than a decade. As provost, he is the chief academic officer and chief budgetary officer of the university and is responsible for sustaining its academic excellence in teaching, research, and creative endeavors. Previously, as vice provost, Phil was instrumental in putting in place measures to ensure that higher education remains affordable regardless of income. He also led campus-wide initiatives on multidisciplinary learning and team teaching at the undergraduate level and established new policies and processes designed to make more effective use of space and facilities.
Phil is also a passionate teacher with an unshakeable conviction in the power of a broad liberal arts education. He believes it is our role to produce citizen leaders with the creativity, entrepreneurial spirit, cultural awareness, and flexibility to make a difference in today’s world. He continues to teach first-year calculus at Michigan, where he has been honored with an Arthur F. Thurnau Professorship, the university’s highest recognition of faculty whose commitment to undergraduate teaching has had a demonstrable impact on the intellectual development and lives of their students. Phil plans to continue to teach at Dartmouth, based on his strong belief that great universities are distinguished by their focus on preparing the next generation of leaders for a lifetime of impact and learning.(from Stephen Mandel trustee letter to alumni, and my classmate Brian Moore rang me within minutes of each receiving)
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Happy Dao, and how!

Happy birthday, Dao. From Mark” that was a text I sent to my former client, the singer-songwriter, novelist and mom Dao Strom, who lives in Portland now, at about 9:45 last night, as Terry and I were both falling asleep during “The Voice” and “Smash”.

Dao texted me back about an hour later:
Thanks mark, hope u r well : )

I was Dao Strom’s exclusive personal manager for her music catalog and endeavors for an 18-month initial term in 2008 and 2009 and we continue a type of correspondence and dialogue.

I certainly wish her well and continue to talk her up where appropriate. That, plus the random text or voice mail I leave; I wondered what she made of Jeannette Walls, for instance.

I just re-read, thanks to the leading search-engine archive, a passage from Dao Strom’s second novel, “The Gentle Order…” about the John Ford film “The Searchers” and am comparing that brief perhaps esoteric topic to the fact that Jonathan Lethem also made a big deal about his take on that film. I saw that film recently at Stanford Theatre, but it did not leave too profound an impact on me, beyond whatever you can make of me or my psyche or my skillset here.

I am kind of jonesing — although this is definitely a departure from writing a tribute to Dao, for her birthday — for Santa Fe. I am kinda tempted to fly down there in two weeks for a Wallace Stegner tribute they are doing. Dao Strom and I were founding partners of our own Stegner tribute that involves songwriters writing songs based on the collected shorts of WS.

I also, somewhat randomly, have a couple couple Native American jpegs in my dumb-phone that I might as well upload here as anywheres.

Dao has a line in one of her books about a character being addressed as “Sue” and the character wondering if the speaker thought she was Native American (“Sioux”).

This is a photo I took at the toy store at Town and Country of some temporary tattoos or stickers that depict various tribes, including Zuni and Acoma from the Pueblo area, their garb and in some cases the pottery; I may already have this somewhere in my files but for $3 or so I don’t mind the duplication maybe I will go back there later today to grab this, or I will grab two and quixotically send one to Dao, whatever she would make of it.

This is a detail of a painting I bought at an estate sale in Menlo Park. I am meaning to send the photo to Santa Fe based painter Tony Abeyta who is said to be something of a scholar on his forebearers. Again, a digression from Dao, excepting the fact that it depicts a mother figure and Dao is a mom.

Third, I have a snapshot of a knit cap for sale in a boutique in SF, from Shepherd Fairey’s Obey line, not of agit-prop appropriation but a rip-off of Navajo weaving design. I did not buy this cap but do have something similar that Guillermo Gomez Abascal brought me recently that he said is authentic and typical, from Mexico. I do have an OBEY baseball cap I bought on my recent (January) birthday that I rarely have worn and generally try to rock it in the self-mocking way: I think OBEY is very 1998 or so. Likewise, and if you excuse the digression, I wear a John Goodman from “The Big Lebowski” I DON’T ROLL ON THE SHABBOS” shirt which I only wear on Fridays or Saturdays but have vowed to de-access if I ever see someone wearing it while I am wearing mine. (splitting the difference, if not picking up the spare, of Native American identity, the Vietnamese diaspora and being a Jew).

One more: I have been carrying this around in my phone for nine months now; it’s a Warhol “Sitting Bull” from the collection of Dartmouth College, I saw and got at my reunion; I meant to spend these last few moments writing about the “Wheelock Succession” but got mentally abducted — like the young girl in the Ford film, if you will” by Dao and the “search-Injuns” if you ex-squeeze the awful pun.

Dao, go with your “silly” and “unconscious” urges and just let it flow, dear. Or, as Dar Williams would say, “oh-oh-oh, oh, you’re aging well”.

 

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Self portrait while reading Jonathan Lethem

In case I have mislead anyone with thoughts on jazz, rock, local politics or public art, Plastic Alto is about me, me, me (and in this case Lethme)

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Coming attraction: Shipp of shuls

On one hand I was working on a piece about the local Jewish congregation and it’s Bob Dylan-based Shabbat service.
On the other hand, I had interviewed jazz pianist Matthew Shipp about his new album.
So why not combine the two pieces, before my right hand loses her cunning,  and imagine what would happen if a congregation asked the jazz musician to look at the service with fresh eyes and jazz it up a bit?

It reminds me of the conversation I had about jazz education at Stanford, and whether a music professor was upset that so few of his students made a career in the arts. The elder musician in the conversation added, “If you were going in for open heart surgery, you would want it that you doctor knew how to improvise, right?”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kC2PGtDpGU8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJpB_AEZf6U

edit to add, Monday, April 2: I ran into Aleta Hayes, the triple threat Stanford instructor and collaborator of Matthew Shipp and mentioned this idea to her and she didn’t laugh me out of the room, not even after I tried to squat next to her table on using my Penguin Jazz encyclopedia as a stool, which sent me falling back onto my backline. Aleta, who toured with William Parker and I think also Shipp overseas, is a “triple threat” in that she sings, dances and acts/directs.

In the Bob Dylan Shabbat 3/30/2012 “Fifth Friday” Evening Service, by Ari Cartun of Etz Chayim et al, on page 16, v’Sham’ru (based on Exodus 31:16-17, and Debbie Friedman version) it says “and on the 7th day, ceased (shavat) and infused-the-universe-with-soul(vayinafash)”

It also reminds me, especially this time of year, about the link between blacks and Jews regarding Exodus and “let my people go” and “Go Down Moses” the famous spiritual. Also, without even asking him about his spiritual beliefs or upbringing, I notice that his catalog has both a folk mass and a title about Ultimate Power or The Almighty or the Infinite. So although he is drawn into this hypothetical conversation somewhat randomly — his album came out in the last month or so — he would not be the least qualified person to be asked to do this type of thing, to re-imagine a Shabbat service and “vayinafash” it — infuse it with some jazz soul. Rather, Shipp is one of a fairly large universe — by my reckoning — or beautiful jazz minds who could probably, if asked nicely, add something to the Jewish experience and worship. I am thinking also of Dar Williams at a Jewish camp in Pennsylvania, I watched some video on recently.

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Andrew Bird and I and I

Wednesday Andrew Bird performed live on Jimmy Fallon to congratulate himself on the release of his sixth solo cd “Break It Yourself.” Wasn’t too long ago that I caught Andrew playing in the convention center daytime during SXSW, and it was just his manager Andrea Troolin and I as the audience. I recall meeting Andrea because my client Caroline Beatty thought Howie Greynolds of Overcoat would like her recent material, and he passed me the name of Andrea, who actually lived out here for a while before moving to Minnesota. All these people are effective refutation of the Leo Durocher adage “nice guys finish last”.

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Walrath and Amitai

It was about a year ago that Jack Walrath and other members of the Charles Mingus Workshop jammed with student musicians at Stanford including a promising trumpet player I befriended named Amitai.

edit to add, April 2: I spoke to Jack Walrath briefly Saturday, spurred on by meeting the NoLa styled jazz band I met at a computer-themed street fair on High Street in Palo Alto, including a guy named Eric Burger playing a plastic trombone he said he bought for $150. Jack said he was not out here recently this year with the I Can’t Believe It’s Not Mingus project.

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Mac and I

The New York Times today has a featrued story on Mac Rebennack, the artist known as Dr. John, the artist formerly known as Dr. John the Night Tripper.

He was in the right place, but it must have been the wrong time, and all dat.

He has a new cd on Nonesuch, a collaboration with Dan Auerbach of The Black Keys (from Akron, Ohio, to Mac’s New Orleans).

My only Dr. John story is first of all that if you are hip you refer to him as Mac; this is a little confusing if you also hang out in Chapel Hill and talk obsessively, as I do, about Mac from Superchunk and Merge.

The second thing about Mac is that he is or was a fantastic producer and multi-instrumentalist, well before the Dr. John thing.

And the third of course is that his schtick was originally very tied in to the New Orleans voo doo scene, which I guess the article is saying he is shedding like a rattlesnake skin.

When I was briefly Henry Butler’s manager, for six months in 2002, I tried to immerse myself in the entire history of New Orleans musica and for example very deliberatly sought out Dr. John. I waited in line to say him to him at Yoshi’s in Oakland. I bought him a Zuni fetish, of a bear, from the trading post on College near Clarmont in Berkeley or Oakland.

Meanwhile, tonight or this weekend there is Galactic and Rebirth in SF, at competing locales. I think Rebirth also plays Santa Cruz or Felton in the next couple days.

I am off to see not Rebennack but the Rebbe Ari Cartun work some Bob Dylan ju-doo if you feel me on that.

Not merely to confuse Satan I would say in the right place wrong time category that Mac is at BAM, I am at Etz Chayim but Dan Bern is in Sacramento.

edit to add, like four minutes later: the article says its a Nashville album, but with an Ethiopian jones; I would try to see this when it comes through here. And he plays farfisa not piano.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q7nJRLENnWQ

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Mrs. Peck and her magic mirror

I rang the doorbell and said I was your student in 1968 and she let me in. Before leaving she took me to the magic mirror again, like she did forty years prior. Did all this really happen or did a just step through the mirror and step out an adult?

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Jazz mural at Capitol Records

I saw this mural and pulled over before realizing it was in the shadow of the landmark Capitol Records and part of same complex, near my friend's home.

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Hey now, you’re a rock star

John Mayer at Hotel Cafe, spring 2009

Michelle Malone, Eddie Attic, May 2009

Michelle Malone, Eddie Attic, May, 2009

Michelle Malone, May, 2009, Atlanta

Matt The Electrician, Saxon Pub, Austin, Spring, 2009

I met Greg Camp on a SWA flight between Burbank and San Jo in the weirdest way in that I was blabbing on about Smashmouth to the dude on the aisle and then the dude at the window pulled out his earbuds and said "You are talking about my band."

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