Archers of Loaf, “Vie Vie” and world’s shortest Chris Appelgren interview

I just bought tickets to see the Noise Pop presentation of one of my favorite bands of all time, Archers of Loaf, at the Great American Music Hall.

AOL were one of about twenty Chapel Hill bands that I used to follow and occasionally work with, back in the day.

edit to add:

ok, stop the presses. Chris wrote back to say:

haha not working now but i’m with a sf-focused website, the bold italic.

edit to add: i just sent a text to Chris Appelgren, who is part of the Palo Alto Rock and Roll archvie, as part of my series of semi-pathetic push the envelope “ticket request” riffs.    Verbatim:

Dude can you please sort me w a pass to say hi to Eric Bachman 2nite at GAMH I bought 2 thx for 63 bucks. Mark Weiss earthwise palo alto you know, who intro’d you and Mollie to tory maya ar ba. Weirdly i bought a pee chee folder just yest tks

Here I am repasting something I wrote for the other AOL last fall:

Terry and I watched two hours of the Stanford versus San Jose State football game Saturday, which Stanford won 57-3 behind Heisman candidate Andrew Luck’s leadership, and some stalwart defense against their south Santa Clara County brothers-in-pads.

We had comp tickets courtesy of Terry’s employment at the Stanford Hospital. We had relatively mixed loyalties in that neither of us is a Stanford alum. Terry got her MFA, and my mother a BA in Sociology, from San Jose State (and I a Master’s from Berkeley) that she completed while I was in high school, as a returning student.

But despite these factors, and my predilection towards underdogs, I found myself quite partisan and quickly jumping on the bandwagon for David Shaw’s boys. I took a cue from the souvenir drink tumbler I bought and cheered for #3 Michael Thomas the FS to keep up the tough coverage — not that he heard me from the opposite goal-line and three fourths of the way to Sky City.

I snapped one photo, of Luck’s 2Q third-and-goal touchdown to Ryan Hewitt that made it 27-0. We left the game after a couple series of the second half. For music lovers, I recall the band playing Green Day’s “Welcome to Paradise” and Stevie Wonder’s “I Wish” in reference to their visit to Miami and The Orange Bowl last January. I imagine there is an app or site that chronicles their entire playlist deadbase.

Meanwhile I was thinking back to 7th grade at Terman in 1978 and riding my bike to games to watch Darrin Nelson, Ken Margerum, et al. I remember sitting with throngs of my classmates and shredding the Stanford Daily into confetti. I have to admit I miss the old bowl and its simplicity — none of this two-tier complexity.

A beyond-football highlight Saturday was chatting with Ellen Fletcher the former Palo Alto Council member and bike route activist, who was volunteering her time at Silicon Valley Bike Coalition corral.

My mind for several days, and various blog posts, was also preoccupied during the game with the prospects of Archers of Loaf (AOL) doing a reunion tour and playing two nights at Great American Music Hall in San Francisco. The Archers were indie darlings from Chapel Hill, North Carolina music scene who re-formed this year after a hiatus. I recall that the night in March 1995 they played Cubberley (with Plexi, and Frightwig, who included my Terman and Gunn classmate Mia Levin) there was so much rain that the Sharks game was cancelled. When the band finally showed up a couple hours late, they were like gods crossing the Atlantic to the new world.

When they returned to Cubberley in 1998, with Beulah, I made a poster with a likeness of Muhammed Ali, in reference to the AOL song “The Greatest of All Time.”

It would be great to get bands like Archers of Loaf to start playing Varsity Theatre in Palo Alto; I actually left a voice mail to their agent Jim Romeo of Ground Control Touring in North Carolina asking if the band could play a nooner in Palo Alto — I was thinking Lytton Plaza — on behalf of the Varsity Theatre Revival campaign, which I also call Last Picture Waltz initiative, but got no response yet. We ended up grilling rather than going into the City to hear music.

I’ve posted here a couple versions of AOL’s most famous song “Web in Front.” I have no idea what it is about; something about unrequited love, or not giving up, or admitting some emotions are out of proportion. The refrain says “All I ever wanted was to be your spine.”

Yeah, it’s a possibility. (Stanford national champions, AOL playing The Varsity).

Things are probably going to get weird. (that’s a bad lyric misquote — which reminds me that today is also the first practice of a new band that I am co-leading working title in the Frank Portman sense One Day Vacation (with an extra space between Day and Vacation) that does voice and piano reworkings of Tracy Chapman)

There’s a possibility. Or should I say: throw me in the river — or creek in this case:

in honor of Archers and Appelgren, I may have to stet and officially change the name of the archive to the Palo Alto Rock and Roll Archvie or Archvee — AOL cd is called “Vee Vee” get it?

also, god i wrote laos, — i must be thinking khmer, like me’s thao dao zee avi — me like when i can finally check the “chapel hill” box, to the right. “austistic” means austin, as in what i am missing this year both music conference, tom petty at basketball arena may 5 and NCAA even if mizzou goes i am still hand to mouth and out of pocket — other than the big splurge tonight for all time sake. or maybe i can dig a stack of posters from my warehouse and sell 5 of them at $20 each. Yes! look for me on O’Farrell… password, for five bucks off is “wurster means sausage-maker” — fuck if you say that you get a free poster.

Appelgren texted back instantaneously — and this is all at the very non-rock and roll like at 830 am on a Saturday — to say he is no longer with Noise Pop but declined to elaborate on what exactly he is doing in its stead. I texted him that “You are still charter member Palo Alto Rock and Roll Archvie nonetheless. Mbw

stopthepresses: appelgren did write back to say that he is working for a website called the bold italic. which immediately sent me back to reverie and my days in the late 1980s as an advertising copywriter wanna-be (truth be told) and although I generally do not talk about this stuff and generally never mention the actual firms madison avenue outlets local yokels or santa clara valley nobodies or nobody dies that i once ran with — why give the bastards the satisfaction if that does not sound like so many sour NEW AND IMPROVED EXTRA SOUR! grapes AND DANCING RAISINS ? — there was a story about Andy Berlin, the failed Duke graduate songwriter who became a multi-millionaire agency founder, along with Jeff Goodby the failed Harvard hockey player and Richie Silverstein the failed “C-print” guy — he was like Michelle Budziak, printing other people’s film — not that Michelle is not a goddess of emulsion and glass and more — they were the got milk guys, and Andy is also heard on many voice overs ala one of his mentors Hal Riney — god, I cannot believe I am being like the Holinshed of the SF Ad Scene — anyhoo, so the otry is that at an Ad Club meeting designed to lure and entice would-be Goodby’s and all that, people putting their books together, entice and inspire, of mess with our heads — I used the word “duplicitous” vis a vis City Council and Giant Search Engine Bogus Pr Contest Scam yesterday in another pub == there was a slide on the wall of a hip funny ad, by GBS, and some dweeb raised his hand and said something to the effect that the font chosen was inappropriate or too small. So allegedly Berlin, who rolled in rather cavalierly and maybe had a twelve-pack which he maybe shared with his lackeys, plants or just those “close enough to smell him” (which is a Jeremy not Lin but Postaer reference, about getting good seats at the Warriors), Berlin said:

YOU MEAN IF THE HEADLINE WAS 36 POINT BOLD ITALIC IT WOULD BE BIGGER THAN YOUR DICK? or perhaps he said

YOU MEAN IF THE HEADLINE WAS 36 POINT BOLD ITALIC IT WOULD LOOK LIKE YOUR DICK?

italic in this case meaning perhaps “bent”.

But I was not there and subsequently in either alluding to this eliptically — and you can guess that I have been elliptical since before Euclid even — directly to Andy Berlin or in discussing it with others, no one on the planet but two people, and these two people apparently went to the event together recall this as actually having happened – -which is why I call it, to Chris Appelgren — FOUNDER OF PEE CHEES THE BAND, OWNER OF LOOKOUT I almost wrote Lock Out as in NBA THE LABEL  AND I FORGET THE NAME OF YOUR MORE RECENT BAND ALTHOUGH I DID BUY THE CD AND I RECALL LIKING THE COVER, THE COOL FONT YOU CHOSE FOR BAND LOGO OR NAME

which reminds me of my pleasant chat with a KPFA phone-womaner yesterday about Naomi Klein “No Logo” and something about Shock of War Pinochet and Friedman book and movie, but I digress

ok, if i can pull this altogether I will outro with Chris Appelgren recent band at Youtube:

my KZSU show within a show was called “fits the format” but might have been “fits the pattern” — here i use “ethniceities” for the same code, for “jewish”

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silver jews shoutout to dao strom via folktofolk blog

Won’t soul music change now that our souls have turned strange.

This is a public service announcement from Folk to Folk: listen to American Water by the Silver Jews. Pretend i’m your renegade wise older sister with big ole Zooey Deschanel eyes and i’m imparting some life-changing wisdom. You will not see your future in it but it might change your life or at least your day. You will see Virginia birds flying in threes like background singers and you will see David Berman sitting on a porch talking spiritual with a wandering god over a cold beer and you will smoke a pack of camels and it will not affect your lungs and you will feel easy and you will feel something.

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Wah Hoo Wah to Jake Tapper for asking the hard questions

http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/cutline/wake-reporter-deaths-syria-white-house-grilled-aggressive-154806577.html

a dartmouth alum named i think michael chavez who said he was native american told me once at bach dancing and dynamite of all places that he liked the contentious dartmouth indian because there is a secret society of dartmouth people who have run the U.S. since the boston tea party: what was the name of the ship they boarded? Oh, yeah, the Dartmouth.

he say:

How does that square with the fact that this administration has been so aggressively trying to stop aggressive journalism in the United States by using the Espionage Act to take whistleblowers to court? You’re–currently I think that you’ve invoked it the sixth time, and before the Obama administration, it had only been used three times in history. You’re–this is the sixth time you’re suing a CIA officer for allegedly providing information in 2009 about CIA torture. Certainly that’s something that’s in the public interest of the United States. The administration is taking this person to court. There just seems to be disconnect here. You want aggressive journalism abroad; you just don’t want it in the United States.

see also, rupa marya “extraordinary rendition” a cd, mainly for the title but also for all her work in justice

meanwhile, I clipped today, for future intake, a Times article dateline Syria by another Dartmouth reporter from slightly after my time, but I had met at an alumni event, David M. Herszenhorn.

But is in a conspiracy to think that this pro-IPO, pro-beer story about Boston Brewing Company, makers of Sam Adams Lager, is designed to make us stop thinking about foreign policy?

Tapper is a Dartmouth ’91 which means he might have overlapped with Herszenhorn for one year, in the way that Tapper might have been trained by Jacques Steinberg ’88. (And, I do recall Jack Steinberg as I knew him then as one of the reporters two years behind me, at The Dartmouth, whose article I either assigned or edited or both. Also: Keith Boykin, Scott Rafshoon, Heather Myers, Raoul Yanes, Esther Schrader, Jennifer Avellino, Steve Hutensky, Kate Phillips, Scott Rafshoon, Paul Hochman, Harold Ambler, Stevie Losee, Lisa Bransten).

 

 

My editor/publisher Jim Newton is editorial page editor of the LA Times and wrote a book about Eisenhower. He is also a former James Reston intern, as is Steinberg. I think the first Reston intern was Jonathan Yardley the father of my classmate in high school James Barrett Yardley.

I don’t think I have met Tapper but I do recall Paul Gigot hitting on my girlfriend at the Two Hundred Anniversary of Student Press at Dartmouth event in the late 1990s, and that I rode the elevator of Hanover Inn with Budd Schulberg, who gave a keynote address.

My high school staff at Gunn came pretty close to my Dartmouth staff: Marsh McCall, Greg Zlotnick, Steve Almond, Jessica Yu, Yardley briefly, Dan Stryer, Beatrice Chestnut, Greg Schmid, Ann Vandenberg, Toph Whitmore, Jean Godfrey-June whom we knew as Jean Watt.

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New sensei boogie

The usually impeccable Kimberly Chun of Chronicle and Guardian (although she was that much better when we would talk every week or so) made a boo-boo in this weekly’s, in that she seemed to say that Overwhelming Colorfast had become Oranger. No, actually, for those that follow this — and yes, if it gave birth to the mighty Noise Pop then of course it does MATER — leaving members of defunct for time being Colorfast joined Oranger. Ok?
Oranger is Stanford grad Mike Drake and friends. Formerly they were American Sensei, with Drake, Chad Dyer and a guy named Keith who was a drummer and a med student and his choosing med over rock led to demise of band. Mike’s day job meanwhile was as a founder of something called Excite At Home which got gobbled up into something else and he made millions (I may be making this last part up, or maybe not. Mike doesn’t like me or anyone else to talk about it). Mike then started, as the Mark Cuban of indie rock, Amazing Grease Records, maybe with a leaving member of Pavement, not the one who works with leaving Engine member and Green Day manager the former UC Davis baseballer Dave Hawkins at Lost Weekend and not Stephen Malkmus, (and I could be screw- like Mordecai 3 Fingers Brown -balling this up, spinning it if you wii), Scott Kanenberg maybe — so talk about dissonance, I am committing the same thing I j’accuse Kim of — don’t sweat the small stuff — and I just told off last night the agate clerk of Daily Post about Chris Johanson (Johansen?) and Tina Age 13 — American Sensei became Oranger — great album title “Doorway to Norway” — and Chad got married, Mike rocks on.

I had an Oranger sticker on my white Toyota Forerunner before I had a combination Superchunk/David Gilhooly sticker on my Toyota Highlander, which reminds me that I am overdue to have more ramen at Palo Alto’s Dahsuten and practice with sensei Tiffany Age 18 my fake kanji.

Colorfast — who played Cubberley, and also had a sideproject goof Color Me Plaid — was an original client of Noise Pop founder Kevin Arnold, along with Kelley Green’s Pee — featuring Aquarius Records current owner Andy (A Minor Forest) something – and hey, is that recent local review in The Bay Guardian featuring Windy and Someone THAT Windy? The one who dated a member of Dieselhed but maybe not Virgil Shaw and also shorted me my ticket sales of Olivia Tremor Control because I asked them for a reduction, which they agreed to — dude, the flyer alone cost more than those ticket sales! It was a combination flyer and postcard and used photos from New York Times of speech pathology and I had delivered an additional copy to Bob Lawton and Jim Romeo at the old Twin Towers Touring, although they didn’t seem to notice and certainly did not make the “O-face”.

Their other Stanford chum(back to American Sensei) was Nyree Rabushka, whose dad is a Soviet expert at Hoover — the girl and I and now a steamy chick lit writer sometimes known as Nyree Belleville. And also Jim Haljun who was an agent at William Morris and someone huge’s assistant there. There was also a guy named Mark who played Cubberley under the name Huge.. And I will always recall meeting Mike Drake but not being actually introduced the night Archers of Loaf, who play Noise Pop this week, played Cubberley in March 1985 during a monsoon and they cancelled the Sharks game but AOL swam upstate like a group of, um, and this is a drug reference, salmon.
And Mike shook my hand on the way out and said “thanks for doing this!!” and then told not Kim Chun in the Peninsula Friday but maybe Monica Hayde in PA Weekly that I was cool for doing such benevolent shows. (ie no bar, no profit).

Ramona Downey of BOTH was a fan of American Sensei.

got all that?

Kim Chun who had a zine called “I Scare Myself” and is from Hawaii. My sensei. For enhanced sensei-shun. I learned a lot from Kim and respect her — and I too scare myself — but feel compelled to speak out here.

Or she could be write and I missed that chapter where indeed you could say OC (which also could and does in some places, foreshadowing events or causing them, Orange County, or Orange (be)Coming) did indeed “re-form” as Oranger. Orange you going to correct the record? Or collect the record? Check it.

also, Bob Reed and them his brother from Antioch, CA did a punked up version of Simon and Garfinkle before the commercial radio band did same thing.

I am going to steal their curation and outro with the same clip they use:

edit to add, three hours later: I cannot believe I have posted 10 items today, about bikinis, over the hill sex symbols, the media, anthropology versus tribal art and the media. get a life, Weiss! And I cannot believe I am referring to myself in the third person! Argh! I do scare myself!

edit to add, feb. 24: keith heinzerling. he’s at UCLA after Stanford and NYU residency, in internal med and, notably, addiction. Go, Keith! New sensei boogie, indeed!

A band, a van, a plan

Finished with Stanford, it’s time for the members of American Sensei to rock ‘n’ roll

by Michael J. Vaughn

Parked on the street outside Keith Heinzerling’s house in Menlo Park is a Dodge TransVan, an ungainly conglomeration of plastic and metal resembling a bloated paramedic vehicle. As his bandmate Chad Dyer cranks the wheel and guides the sputtering van toward El Camino Real, guitarist Mike Drake follows the white monster with a loving eye. “I can’t wait till we get that thing fitted out,” he says. “It’s gonna be great.” For three Stanford grads–who together make up a rock band named American Sensei–the recently purchased van carries more than just a couple of ’49ers decals, a few well-placed dents and a fold-down table. It carries the hope of a career in music.

American Sensei, composed of drummer Heinzerling, 25, bassist/vocalist Dyer, 24, and guitarist Drake, 24, is hoping to parlay a growing Bay Area club reputation into something larger when they take off this August on a cross-country tour, winding up in September at the College Music Journal Festival in New York City.

Meanwhile, American Sensei will play next Friday, June 16, at Cubberley Community Center as part of Earthwise Productions’ Palo Alto Soundcheck concert series. They are sharing the bill with Oakland band Engine 88 and San Francisco’s Overwhelming Colorfast.

“It’ll be a good opportunity to play every night,” says Heinzerling of the tour. “You can’t play every night in the Bay Area, because there’s only X number of clubs. We can practice every day, but it’s different than actually getting out and playing a show every night.”

The band holds at least one advantage over other rock ‘n’ roll road warriors, in that they have hometowns spread evenly across the country. Drake came to Stanford from Florida, Dyer from Kansas, and Heinzerling from Southern California. Drake and Dyer graduated from Stanford with degrees in psychology and philosophy, respectively; Heinzerling is finishing his second year at Stanford Medical School, a pursuit which will have to be postponed while he chases the brass ring of rock ‘n’ roll.

“I’m going to take some time off of school so that we can do things more full-time,” he says. “I’m just trying to get done with all my classes; if I do that, eventually if I want to be a doctor at some point in my life, I can go back and finish school. Stanford is a weird place, where they let you do anything you want; they’re excited for me. I had to explain to my dean what ‘American Sensei’ meant.”

For the record, American Sensei was the bad guy in all those “Karate Kid” movies, the guy who was teaching all his students to kick ass while the Japanese sensei, played by Pat Morita, was teaching Ralph Macchio to use violence only as a last resort. As for American Sensei the band, it was formed a year ago when Drake and Dyer left two other Stanford bands whose musical directions weren’t quite jibing with them to join up with Heinzerling.

The band’s creative process tends to follow a regular pattern. Drake and Dyer work out the basic chord structure, vocal lines and lyrics, then throw the package over to Heinzerling, who messes around with the song’s structure and rhythms. The result is a sound possessing the multilayered dynamics and sudden acoustic-to-distorted guitar cuts prevalent in much of today’s modern rock (or “alternative”) bands, backed by Heinzerling’s rapid-fire shifts on drums and fronted by Dyer’s driving, edgy vocals. The secret, says Heinzerling, is to maintain interest without becoming obnoxiously intellectual about it.

“We pride ourselves on the arrangement of the songs,” he says. “We put a lot of effort into that, and are not content with just doing verse-chorus, verse-chorus. And I think most people, when they listen, don’t necessarily pick that out–they don’t say, ‘Oh, they’re trying to change the feel here,’ but subconsciously I think it keeps you interested in the song.”

American Sensei’s current demo tape, recorded in L.A., covers a broad range of rock styles, from the straight-ahead punk rant “I’ve Got My Fingers Crossed” to the infectious, moody alternative tune “Dead Bee,” and even a pop-jazz keyboard instrumental, “Sheepish.”

The band’s ability to produce streamlined, well-thought-out songs while still maintaining their “edge” quickly caught the ears of San Francisco club bookers when they started sending out demos last year. Their best connection has proven to be Ramona Downey, the booking agent for San Francisco’s Bottom of the Hill club. Downey is considered something of a “superscout” when it comes to picking out promising Bay Area bands, and her affection for American Sensei became a strong selling point when they went to other clubs in the area.

“I book three bands each night, seven nights a week,” says Downey. “I get 120 demos a week, and somehow American Sensei’s demo just really stuck out. They have a great, tight sound.”

The only problem Downey spotted early on was the band’s lack of stage presence. “They tended to stare at their shoes a lot,” she says. “But then I saw them three months later, and they’d really loosened up. They’ve really grown to be a good stage band.”

The band went on to opening gigs for popular bands like Archers of Loaf at Slim’s in San Francisco, and Pavement at the Huntridge Theater in Las Vegas.

Downey and Earthwise Productions promoter Mark Weiss (who is presenting the June 16 concert at Cubberley) mention the interest American Sensei has aroused from record labels and producers in L.A., Chicago, and at the recent SFO 2 conference sponsored by the Gavin Report (a radio ratings service) in San Francisco.

Of course, the band members are taking a little initiative in the recording area themselves; they’re planning the release of a seven-inch single featuring their “Sleeping Sleeping” and a cover of “Bette Davis Eyes.”

Except for a live broadcast last month from Stanford’s KZSU radio station (and a party at Keith’s place), American Sensei has never played in its own home territory, an indication of the lack of venues for local, original bands on the Peninsula. For that reason alone, the trio is excited about the gig at Cubberley, but the show presents other advantages as well. Because of the low overhead, Earthwise is able to keep the admission price at $5, and with no alcoholic beverages (the fuel that keeps most rock clubs running), the show is open to all ages.

“It’s so benign, and it serves such a vital purpose in this community,” says Drake of the Palo Alto Soundcheck series. “Especially around here; it’s so boring if you’re a little kid. That’s why all the kids skate at Stanford all the time.”

“And the thing about all-ages shows,” adds Dyer, “is that high school kids aren’t afraid to be psyched about something. We sold more tapes at an all-ages show in Las Vegas than we ever had, and they wanted us to sign our autographs and stuff–and they’d never heard us before.”

Wary of the clean-cut reputation of their alma mater, the members of American Sensei tend to downplay their Stanford credentials, but Earthwise’s Weiss thinks their backgrounds can send a strong signal.

“It’s cool that they’re smart and they play rock ‘n’ roll,” he says. “They’re good role models for people who want to be good rockers and be educationally minded.”

Drummer Heinzerling has a different way of putting it. “Nirvana got me through college, and REM got me through high school,” he says. If he has his way, maybe American Sensei will keep him out of medical school.

The Palo Alto Soundcheck series will wrap up for the summer with a July 3 show at Cubberley called “Palo Palooza.” Six bands will play.

American Sensei, with Engine 88 and Overwhelming Colorfast

Who: Earthwise Productions’ Palo Alto Soundcheck series

When: 8:30 p.m. Friday, June 16 (doors open at 8 p.m.)

Where: Cubberley Community Center Theatre, 4000 Middlefield Road, Palo Alto

Cost: $5

Information: 949-xxxx.

and now i’m up to 2000 words, with help from Michael J. Vaughn…

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Je accuse or jetaime <3 Kabbalah klezmer band from France

One of my new favorite bands is Kabbalah a klezmer band from South of France who will be on tour in the summer. That’s cool, but you know what’s really, cool? Maybe they could route thru Bay Area overlapping with Palo Alto’s famous Fete De La Musique World Music Day Father’s Day event? Like as a special headliner? I will have to round up the usual francophile 650 suspects….

(back to the distinction between doing something as a concert promoter and artist manager and merely writing about it. but as sapir whorf and maybe that hot russian psych lit woman from stanford lera boroditsky and her 1,300 followers or something and mark twain diary of adam and eve would say, say it do it whats le differance? and sorry about the loose j’accuse reference…you know louis (armstrong, prima, renault) this could be the start of a beautiful relationship…OR HOW ABOUT FOR FIRST SHOW AT NEW NEW VARSITY THEATRE, SPEAKING OF DON’T BOGART THAT JOINT?)

edit to add, five months later: no thanks to me but Kabbalah Klezmer band from France has two shows this month in the area, at Ashkenaz this Friday June 8 and then in Santa Cruz at Moe’s on the 12th. Mazel tov and au revoir to the French Klezmerim. This goes back to my study or ponder of the continuum of doing something versus merely writing about it. Whitman said all our thoughts and actions matter, so if this helped at all, great. Helps, I should say, tensely.

updates:

Palo Alto World Music Day: plods on, for Fathers’ Day.

The Varsity: just sitting there, although I still have about 200 of my magic “TLPW456” broadsides to sick on the project…Oh yeah, the other thing that has happened since February is John Arrillaga announced intention to build a huge office complex nearby at 27 University that would include a new home for Theatreworks, using some of the same rhetoric about need for culture downtown; I was not the only person who said “why not restore the Varsity instead?”

But I will pass on this quasi-offer to the artists…

Or, I could pay them modified union scale of $75 per head if they want to route through Palo Alto and busk, either between LA and Berkeley or between Sebastopol and Santa Cruz…which is exactly what Magnolia Sisters did….

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Stanford’s Mentawai gibbons

don't touch my monkey provenance

This is Stanford’s Mentawai gibbons carving, that Jun Tulius lectured about at De Young last week, and then Gerry Masteller and I convinced him to come to Cantor Museum in Palo Alto, a mere 30 miles away, to see it in person. Before that, Jun had only heard about it from his fellow Mentawai. He is like the Inspector Columbo (Peter Falk tv character) of anthropology, sifting through subtle clues as he talks to people about their work. For instance, he distinguished clues from how far they bent when gesturing as to the height of the piece. He also gleaned something from the fact that the piece, despite the way Stanford displays it, does not stand on its own. He says the piece started as a deer and then became a gibbons – -the wood had its say during the creative process. His main thesis and lament is the way the market puts pressure to augment or embellish the provenance — in this case he is disputing Stanford’s claim, based on what their source told them, that the piece is as old as 1930s or had a ritual purpose. He claims that the piece is from the 1980s and was made for the market. It’s a fantastic piece without trumping up the story, he says and I concur.

I enjoyed, via the magic of cell phones, putting him on even briefly with Kirk Endicott, retired from Dartmouth, my old professor (this was Anthro 1, in winter of 1983). Kirk had some recommendations of who might want to follow Jun’s work, two names he offered. Kirk’s work was on a Peninsular Malaysian group, not too far from Mentawai. Nowadays people know the group of islands, which has 70,000 people, for world class Mavericks-style surfing. You can also find info on their martial arts, which Jun displayed a little for me, although he says his practice blends martial arts, dance and healing.

Also, and this is weird seque, I am still waiting to crack the book I bought myself from Bell’s on my birthday, last month: it is a rare book from 100 years ago and breaks down the racial categories of the time, with weird old plates. And speaking of weird old plates — and now I am drifting back to Americas from Oceana — Russell Hartman of California Academy of Sciences is lecturing March 1 at De Young. Weird old plates means I like the way he has his Maria Martinez black on blacks set as a dinner setting. Those things are worth ten grand apiece, easy.

Thanks to Anna Lessenger of Cantor, Barbara Thompson’s assistant, who fetched us from limbo. We got to Cantor an hour before opening and chutzpah’d our way in, or tried to, because Jun was flying back to Amsterdam. I sent Jun home with a piece of the pueblo which I will otherwise leave nambeless.

cue the theramin for the outro, something equal parts spooky, Bernard Hermanny and surfy, like a minor key twist on Brian Wilson, mixed with Dengue Fever the band…Twilight Zone-y although that is probably organ not theramin…

Personal note to Anna: I hope your flu symptoms dissipated and the Mentawai cure had some beneficial effect, beyond placebo. The world is actually 99 percent wishful thinking, a story (as Brian Swimme says).

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tone art

i have a series of correspondences with santa fe and pueblo artists in pottery, jewelry and painting. most of these are facilitated by mateo romero who is also my fellow dartmouth alum.
i am getting psyched for stanford’s native painting show. to prep for that i visited the offices of cantor with a mentawai scholar and native named jun tulius. i met anna who is barbara thompson’s assistant.

La Fonda Hotel Lobby, Santa Fe, painting by Tony Abeyta: Sid and Ruth Schultz, Jenny Kimball

La Fonda Hotel Lobby, Santa Fe, painting by Tony Abeyta: Sid and Ruth Schultz, Jenny Kimball


meanwhile tony abeyta, who has a new painting in the lobby of La Fonda, in Santa Fe, near elevators, said he would help me identify a painting i found at a garage sale. also, i am awaiting a cuff from cody sanderson, destined to be a gift for a good friend — dudely good friend — I was best man in his nuptials. although yes my girlfriend wishes I would buy her something as nice.

this is a capture from an old magazine about ten years ago, from his gallery. blue rain.
edit to add: the cantor show opened yesterday. i guess that’s my next stop today. after i check my box for the cody cuff. Here is more info on Stanford:

Highlights from Stanford’s Native American paintings collection are showcased in Memory and Markets: Pueblo Painting in the Early 20th Century

The works at the Cantor Arts Center celebrate the emergence of Native American painters in the modern art market, beginning in Santa Fe in the 1930s. The paintings will be on view, starting today, through May 27.

Stanford Museum CollectionHopi Snake Dancers, Thomas Vigil (Pan Yo Pin)Hopi Snake Dancers, Thomas Vigil (Pan Yo Pin) c. 1930

BY ROBIN WANDER

In the first decades of the 20th century, a local movement in Santa Fe helped launch the modern school of Native American painting and paved the way toward its recognition in the national art market. The movement started simply with watercolor instruction in living rooms and classrooms and evolved into formalized studio training of generations of painters.

Memory and Markets: Pueblo Painting in the Early 20th Century, at the Cantor Arts Center Feb. 22 through May 27, spotlights an important development in Native American art history. The paintings in the exhibition represent the emergence of Native American painting on paper in the modern art market. Recent gifts from the collection of Malcolm and Karen Whyte and four important loans from the California Academy of Sciences augment highlights from the Center’s collection. The exhibition will remain on view through Stanford’s 41st annual Powwow in May.

At the turn of the last century, traditional Native American arts such as pottery, jewelry and textiles were common in the Pueblo communities and also in demand in the thriving curio markets positioned alongside the U.S. railroad lines and highways of the American Southwest. But Native American works on paper were rare and not accepted by the national art market.

“Even today, audiences are very familiar with the pottery and jewelry made by the Pueblo Indians of the Southwest, but they are less familiar with their rich traditions of paintings on paper,” said Russell Hartman, senior collections manager at the California Academy of Sciences. “This is partly because this tradition did not begin until the early 1900s, and also because Native American painters have long struggled to find their place in Western art and to be considered artists who happen to be Native American, rather than exclusively Native American artists. Until only recently, their works were collected mostly by anthropology museums, and even if a mainstream art museum collected works by Native American artists, they were seldom exhibited alongside the works of non-Indian artists.”

Reimagining tradition

Encouraged to record past and current scenes of their daily life on paper, Native American artists in Santa Fe found inspiration in the centuries-old tradition of Pueblo painting seen in pottery, murals and archaeological remains, and developed a new painting style.

“In the first few decades of the 20th century, Pueblo artists began working with watercolors and tempera at the suggestion of local teachers and researchers,” said Anna Lessenger, co-curator ofMemory and Markets. “The earliest artists were self-taught and struggled for recognition in the local and national art market. In the 1930s, the establishment of a studio at the Santa Fe Indian School formalized the training of generations of painters.”

Santa Fe intellectuals, artists and collectors were patrons for the early Pueblo painters; their support aided the artists’ crossover from the curio shops to fine art galleries.

The new works were dynamic, colorful and decidedly modern.

Dorothy Dunn, who founded the studio for art education at the Indian school, promoted her students’ work so that Pueblo painting would take its “rightful place as one of the fine arts of the world.” Exhibitions from the art studio traveled across the United States, including two at Stanford.

Well-known artists such as Tonita Peña and Alfonso Roybal, both from the San Ildefonso Pueblo, are represented in Memory and Markets. Peña was the only woman in the San Ildefonso Self-Taught Group, which included such noted artists as Roybal, Julian Martinez, Abel Sanchez, Crecencio Martinez, and Encarnación Peña. Apache Allan Houser, best known for his modernist sculpture, is also included in the exhibition. Houser started his formal training with Dunn in the 1930s but went on to explore the more realistic style of painters such as Frederic Remington.

Rare opportunity

Due to the delicate nature of works on paper, the 10 Pueblo paintings from the small but distinguished Stanford collection of Native American works will be on display only temporarily. Likewise, environmental conditions at the California Academy of Sciences have not allowed for the display of its Native American paintings, most of which are watercolors that would be damaged by the high light and humidity levels in the public areas.

Works of art on paper are fragile creatures. Paper has a tendency to discolor, crease and tear. Fugitive inks, such as watercolors, fade when exposed to light, and moisture can wreak havoc on pigments. So, when an opportunity arises to see an exhibition of works on paper, it is best to seize the moment because the works are usually on view for only a few months at a time, thereafter returning to storage, often for several years.

Powwow in May

The Stanford Powwow is held every Mother’s Day Weekend in the Eucalyptus Grove on the Stanford campus and is sponsored by the Stanford American Indian Organization. This year’s dates are May 11–13. “As this year marks the 41st anniversary of the Stanford Powwow, it is great to see that the Powwow continues with its tradition of celebrating all native cultures with the opening of the Memory and Markets at the Cantor,” said Stanford student JR Lesansee. “As the only Pueblo student of the Stanford Class of 2014, I think it’s great to see that my underrepresented tribe has the chance to showcase its rich cultural tradition of art. I truly believe that this will be a stepping-stone in growing Pueblo representation on campus as well as the Bay Area.”

Media Contact

Anna Koster, Cantor Art Center: (650) 724-4657, akoster@stanford.edu

Robin Wander, Stanford News Service: (650) 724-6184, robin.wander@stanford.edu

more edit to add: on similar topic, this weekend is Martindale’s Marin Show, in San Rafael, a highlight of which is meeting again or for first time painter Michael Horse also known to media buffs as Deputy Hawk in David Lynch Twin Peaks. He drew in my notebook one year (ago).  If i go, I also say hi to Al Hayes, my former advertising teacher from Media Alliance at Fort Mason, years ago. I was a different person then.

edit to add: updated with some links, 2015

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mac attack

Mac MacCaughan the founder of Superchunk (cofounder with Laura Ballance) and Merge Records (likewise) is in town tonight Thursday, Feb. 23, 2012 at Swedish America Hall, above Cafe DuNord, as part of Noise Pop, with Rachel Haden (of that dog, charlie’s daughter, the one NOT married to Jack Black but may or maybe not the one who plays with Frisell) and a couple others, and I may even try to go, as well as a 5 pm soiree at a bar that’s new to me, Benders or something???, so before I sign off or drop out of Plastic Altlandia tonight (wednesday, or thursday or both???), I have to take another peek at “Driveway to Driveway Drunk”.

I met Mac thru Lane Wurster, Jack McCook and Jim Yardley. He wore my shirt once, the one with Cubby the Cub Bear. (It’s actually a Mordecai Brown logo). We once double-dated with Lane and Tracy at a Carolina Courage WUSA game, back before he was a pater familias. Weirdly, and I was gonna keep this brief, I ate at his wife’s restaurant last time in Chapel Hill which was 2002 already, when Blue Eyed Devils recorded in Efland with Jimbo and Kathryn – and KC and Shorty the Dog — and the table next to me I didn’t realize until much later, had Gunn and Dartmouth tennis champion Rebecca Dirksen who coaches UNC tennis. TMI.

edit to add, three months later, although I should probably make this its own post called “Have You Got A Minute, Have You Got 19 Years?”

First, I got a note from Merge saying that there is a folklore archive at UNC that will keep all the Merge papers, for academic perusal. I wonder if it includes my fake fan letters to Superchunk under the name Elton K. Smerk? (on Fairloaf Avenue — one of my yearly DayPlanner has the actual address I would use). Also, I found this clip from “Take The Tube.” What I recall about it was Mac recommending a band called “Pa Vey Ment” (Pavement, but like “vehement”). Did he really think they had three syllables or was he putting us on, or just repeating some inside joke? It’s at 5:30 of this clip:

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