Archive for April, 2007

‘Zine Archives #6 - Dylan Vs. Lennon

Sunday, April 29th, 2007

Lennon Looks Nervous

Dylan and Neuwirth decided to pick John Lennon up at his home in the pastoral English countryside and take him on a 30-minute trip to London. [Director D.A.] Pennebaker filmed the resulting car ride conversation between the two rock superstars in the backseat. The scene was never used (only a three second clip made it into the official film, Eat The Document), and you can see from the edited transcript why the complete “car ride” sits in a vault, and not in the viewing room at the Rock ‘n’ Roll Hall of Fame.

Dubs of the clip show that Lennon is more than willing to play along with the forced comedy and drug-addled psychobabble, but Dylan (zonked-out from lack-of-sleep and god knows what) proceeds to insult everyone from Mama Cass to (apologetically) Johnny Cash, make a total ass out of himself, and then, ultimately, throw up.

Ah, history. As Lennon, cameraman Pennebaker, and Bob Neuwirth watch their folk-rock pioneering host barf his brains out outside of camera range (we get John’s reaction — Pennebaker was a great filmmaker), you can just hear the “Mystery Science Theatre 3000″ Robots screaming, “How does it feeeeel?!!!”

Bob Spitz, a Dylan biographer, writes of the Infamous Car Ride outtake, “Furtively, Lennon inches away from Bob the way a passenger creeps off when a pervert squeezes next to him on the subway.”

History can be ugly, folks.

From Grip’s special “Music Television Issue” in 1998, you can read the transcript of this Rock Legend summit meeting right here. And here’s where you can view part of the clip.

And from that same special edition, click this space to find out more about the sometimes fascinating, often loony, always rockin’ world of prehistoric music television… along with YouTube links.

More to come from our weekend-long troll through the archives, in celebration of All Things ‘Zine.

Zine Archives #5 - Interview with the Roots

Saturday, April 28th, 2007

Grip: What do you see coming up on the new Roots album after doing three full length albums…?

Ahmir: The title is When Things Fall Apart Based on Chinua Achebe’s book… he was an Nigerian author. This book actually came out in 1959. It is basically a story of a warrior in a village, he was the strongest fighter in his village. Basically, he was a very ambitious warrior and a wrestler, he was very strong in his craft. Almost like a Nigerian Odyssey, he goes away for a very long time. He comes back home and everything has changed. Outside settlers have settled in. Missionaries have come over, their religion is gone, culture is gone. The way of living that had been convenient for him when he was growing up is now gone. This offers comparison s**t with the hip-hop thing. We’re trying to show how much a travesty the hip-hop thing has become. But I don’t want to be on the level of Stakes is High (De La Soul’s new album) on some grumpy old man thing. I tease Pos about that all the time — I call them grumpy old men.

In 1998, as the Philly-based hip-hop band was readying its fourth CD, Things Fall Apart, Dan Poarch did a memorable, in-depth Q&A interview with Ahmir “?uestlove” Thompson of The Roots for the Grip ‘zine. Their chat covered everything from the then-state of hip-hop, to working with D’Angelo and Erykah Badu, to the Biggie and Tupac tragedies, to musings on a wide range of music — De La Soul, the Beach Boys, Los Lobos, Pharcyde, Beck. It’s an extended, and early, conversation with one of the most savvy, and quotable, figures in contemporary music — and, yes, he’s a drummer. Cue rim shot. [Incidentally, Ahmir and the Roots are still going strong ten years on. This killer live band's most recent release, Game Theory, was one of the best discs of 2006, hands-down.]

You can read “Front” Poarch’s interview with Ahmir of the Roots right here.

And you can check out more from the Grip and Catharsis archives — in honor of Saturday’s ZineFesthere and here and here.

‘Zine Archives #4: The Grip 69

Saturday, April 28th, 2007

It’s 3 am. The room smells like stale Chinese food, Patchouli incense and Drakkar Noir.

As you make your way from the bed to the tape player, you navigate a field of half-empty Bacardi breezers, an opened container of mango body butter and that lime green bra you like so much on her.

So what’s you reachin for, trucker?

Al Green, that Belle record.

In 1999, writer and all-around ladies man “Vitamin” Eli Lake collaborated with the Grip editors on a helpful list of favored l-u-r-v-e songs that we dubbed The Grip 69. Print the article out and put it in the pocket of your terry cloth bathrobe. Note: It’s a little saucy, like the music.

(… another musty bit of yellowed newsprint from the archives of Grip and Catharsis, in celebration of the ZineFest happening today at the Firehouse Theatre.)

‘Zine Archives #3: Anchorman Gene Cox

Saturday, April 28th, 2007

Glazed Donuts - Gene

The expression on Gene’s face is neutral with a capital ‘N’. He’s put a lot of work into it. Not reconstructive work, nothing so trashy as that; he’d never go for that. But he’s an anchorman, so really, all he has are his face and his voice. Sight and sound. He’s got to look and sound like he knows what he’s doing, knew what was going to happen and already formed an opinion about it but isn’t going to tell us what it is (even though we all really want to know what he thinks because he’s people like us).

In 1996, writer, deejay, musician and former glee club singer D.R. Tyler Magill read and reviewed Gene Cox’s book, Glazed Donuts, for Grip. Read the entire account of his out-of-body experience right here.

Speaking of ‘zines, Tyler has been publishing the excellent David Scott fanzine out of Charlottesville for a couple of years now. As soon as I can post a link to some of it, I’m gonna.

(In honor of today’s ZineFest at the Firehouse Theatre, there’s more to come from the Catharsis and Grip archives…)

‘Zine Archives #2: The Meandering Surrealist

Saturday, April 28th, 2007

Meandering Surrealist - Hugo

A mainstay of both Catharsis and Grip, the “Meandering Surrealist” column was originally devised by David Harrison as a sort of homage to and/or parody of historical essayists such as Greil Marcus — Lipstick Traces was forever being footnoted — and a gentle poke at academia’s often-clunky embrace of popular culture. After a time, other writers (such as your humble narrator) took a crack at the Surrealist’s deadly mashing up of highbrow allusion and lowbrow pop trivia.

Read the Meandering Surrealist’s take on Ernie Bushmiller’s iconic comic strip, “Nancy,” here.

Click here to view the Meandering Surrealist’s unholy melding of Otis Redding and Dada, “The Hugo Ball Dictionary of Soul.”

In honor of today’s ZineFest at the Firehouse Theatre, there’s more to come from the Catharsis and Grip archives…

‘Zine Archives #1: Great Movie Party Scenes

Friday, April 27th, 2007

Marky Mark Trail

You are talking to one bummed dude. All week long I’ve been looking forward to attending Saturday’s ZineFest at the Firehouse Theatre, sponsored by Chop Suey Books. But now it looks like a family matter will force me to go out of town. Drat, double drat.

As a former publisher of two ‘zines, I was so looking forward to being one of those wrinkly, ink-damaged oldsters strolling among modern, baby-faced “Do-It-Yourself” indie creators, waving yellowed copies of the pubs I used to crank out back in the day. I was even planning on taking my false teeth out at some point and gumming out something like this: “You kids today - you don’t know from ‘zines. We were grunge BEFORE Kurt Cobain. We used to publish our zines in kilns…,” etc.

The old guy routine is no act. W-a-a-y-y back in the day, I published a thing called Catharsis Monthly. This newsprint tabloid — covering new and local music, art, pop culture and politics — began in May 1989 and ended five years later with issue #31. As you can tell by doing the calendar math, Catharsis was rarely monthly. But it was a catharsis, inspired by my brief time helping out Richmond’s long-running ThroTTle ‘zine. The issues would usually consist of 12-20 pages with an occasional satiric pullout section. The normal print run of the free ‘zine was 5,000 but — when advertising dollars started coming in — it would sometimes be double that. We distributed statewide, but our primary coverage area was the Hampton Roads area and Richmond. This was so long ago, kids, that very few people had things like computers in their homes or even instant desktop publishing! To do “layout,” I rented space in the offices of a small-town newspaper in Yorktown that allowed me access to their equipment after hours when they closed up — and boy, were they sorry! Believe it or not, we actually used things like pica poles, glue machines and Zip-a-Tone to put our ‘zines together in those days. I’m taking my false teeth out while I write all of this.

I was thrilled to hear about Saturday’s gathering because I’m ecstatic that published ‘zines still exist in the age of blogs — several of Richmond’s most distinguished bloggers were originally small-press publishers, like John Sarvay and F.T. Rea (the latter STILL gets the word out on paper — whatta man!). Even though I’m a full-time “professional” writer (definition: I’m used to getting paid for it), I still take time out to contribute my services to small-press pubs because of the generosity that was afforded to me when I was a publisher. Ah, those wonderful contributors! I’m proud to say that the magazines were always extremely readable and endearingly unpredictable — and that had almost nothing to do with me. The staff of unpaid writers, artists and editors were the ones who helped to make the magazine, as one national music mag put it in a review, “an oasis of cool in a redneck desert.”

There are too many names to throw out, but here are just a few who helped Catharsis grab some attention during its run, many of them ex-VCU-ers like myself: Brian Greene, Dave Harrison, Charlie Olver, Kyle Hogg, Sue Smallwood (now Sue Van Hecke), George Paaswell (as “Clark Street”), Phil Pegg, Pat McGeehan, David Middleton, Tim Lee, Kirk O’Brien, Dale Brumfield, Rickey Wright, Kirk Saville, Alex Marshall, Greg Schneider, Scott Seymour, Brooke Saunders, and Steve Guion (who was responsible for this great interview with the now-deceased Bryan Harvey). And let’s not forget legendary singer-songwriter Michael Hurley, who contributed three stellar cover illustrations and the occasional column on country music.

In 1996, I had a ‘zine itch relapse and started up again, this time in Charlottesville. The magazine was called Grip, but you could’ve called it Catharsis II because it was pretty much the same format, with many of the same writers, columnists and cartoonists. This incarnation. published out of C-ville but distributed statewide, lasted only three years, but we picked up some cool new voices and visions. These included provocateur D.R. Tyler Magill (who still self-publishes in Charlottesville), Stephen Head, Jeremy Berlin, Vitamin Eli Lake, Mark Leta, “Parker” Paul Wilkinson, Steve Richmond, Marjan Shirzad, Josh Krahn, A. Thom Crawley… and Dan Poarch, who won most valuable player for being akin to a Yoda on the ol’ QuarkExpress. With a press run of 5-7,000 per issue, Grip published 22 issues before calling it a day in 1999.

One of the mainstays of both magazines was “brother” Dave Harrison, a VCU graduate and journalism lifer who started several of the magazine’s better columns and running features, including the Meandering Surrealist (more on that creature here) and the “Marky Mark Trail” strip (see above). On the occasion of the 1998 Virginia Film Festival in Charlottesville, we asked strange cinema archivist Dave to write something on the art of film for Grip. Without hesitation, he dove into his vast library of celluloid and produced a fun and definitive list of The Greatest Movie Party Scenes.

You can read the entire article, “The Deviled Eggs are Delicious,” right here.

And in honor of the ZineFest event, there’s more to come from the archives…

Situation Vacant

Tuesday, April 24th, 2007

And not a moment too soon:

In response to the recent attention of several high profile fires of vacant buildings in Richmond and the publication of more than 3,000 vacant properties on the city of Richmond’s “blight” list, several bloggers from Richmond have created the web site VacantRichmond, which makes it not only possible for citizens to track and comment on troubled properties in their neighborhoods, but also for city officials and others to follow and keep track of neighborhood comments and concerns.

At a recent neighborhood meeting, Police Chief Rodney Monroe made it clear that a key component of action in blight cases was to present to a judge public comments and pictures in cases in which a judge may then render a decision against the offending owner. He challenged the community to become more involved in tackling this issue, and this web site helps engage that challenge.

VacantRichmond was developed by PharrOut and Farrell IT after meetings with several local bloggers, and it uses the city of Richmond’s blight spreadsheet to list properties in various neighborhoods.

After the recent fire near 1708 Gallery and Sound of Music Studios on Broad St., several concerned bloggers voiced a need for an easy way to find and discuss neglected properties in the city. They wanted a centralized web site where they could view blighted properties, find out who owned them, and be able to exchange comments with neighbors as well as report trouble to the police and local council representatives.

In light of a recent fire this week a few blocks away on Grace St., the site’s release is a timely addition to fighting blight in the city.

PharrOut and Farrell IT built VacantRichmond to facilitate discussion and, hopefully, improvements to those neglected properties — making Richmond a better and safer place to live and work.

Concerned neighbors can enter an address in a search box to find properties the city considers vacant in their neighborhood. They can also view city-published information on property owners and start and maintain commentary about recent activity at said vacant properties.

The site also lists police and City Council contacts for offending properties in their areas. It also allows users to find other properties from the same owner in other parts of the city.

The site will soon add the ability to post pictures of offending properties as well as additional features.

Local blogs contributing to the launch of VacantRichmond include RVABlogs, Daniel’s Pilgrimage, River City Rapids, Church Hill People’s News, Buttermilk & Molasses, This Mudi Life and Save Richmond.

Go City Council Go!

Tuesday, April 24th, 2007

Never thought I’d be saying this, but today it would appear that Councilman Bruce “The Business Community” Tyler has more respect for Richmond taxpayers than Mayor L. Douglas Wilder, who has made openness and accountability (of others) a defining crusade.

Seriously, can you think of anything more basic, and essential to Democracy, than political transparency?

From today’s T-D, emphasis mine:

The council… overrode its first mayoral veto since taking office Jan. 2. Two weeks ago, Wilder quietly vetoed an ordinance approved by the council in late March to require advisory boards and commissions to be more accountable to the public for what they do.

The mayor, in his veto letter, called the ordinance an end run around executive privilege and exemptions from disclosure requirements.

Jewell, who voted with Conner to sustain the veto, said, “This is more tit for tat.”

The council voted 6-2 to override the veto, with Trammell abstaining.

“Government should be open,” 1st District Councilman Bruce W. Tyler said. “Government should be public.”

You haven’t read this very much on these pages for the past four years, but there’s no other way to put it: Thank you Richmond City Council, for doing the right thing!

Gone Tripping

Monday, April 23rd, 2007

“Coming here is more about how they dreamed, not how they funded it.”Robert S. Ukrop, Junket-Taker

It’s been said before on these pages: For a city that puts such a premium on history, Richmond seems to be utterly incapable of learning anything from it.

Worse, like poor old Charlie Brown and his doomed relationship with Lucy’s football, Richmonders appear ever so willing to place their trust in so-called “city leaders” who have shown — time and time again — that they have little actual regard for history… or reality.

Take, for example, the annual “Intercity Junket” that area leaders, politicians and their invited guests take each year to a different locale— sort of a bonding field trip for bigwigs and would-be bigwigs — to learn what other communities are doing. These fact-finding tours, sponsored by the Greater Richmond Chamber, tend to be about as spontaneous as a clergyman’s hairstyle. By their own admission, the participants just sit around talking to each other, responding to the same old voices in a different setting.

This year, the illustrious throng went to Oklahoma City, where they obtained some really good dreams for how to spur economic development and help Richmond thrive in the 21st Century. Um, problem is that this “dreaming” sounds a whole lot like previous hallucinations conjured up on earlier trips — which resulted in huge failed projects, unsupervised by taxpayers, overseen by unelected insiders, that were largely paid for by others (namely: you and me).

That’s why, when junket time comes around, some of us cringe and wait for the worst. And the worst usually comes, lickety-split. [Emphasis mine:]

Okla. trip provides food for thought
Some leaders return to Richmond area enthused about temporary sales tax
BY JULIAN WALKER
TIMES-DISPATCH STAFF WRITER
Apr 22, 2007

OKLAHOMA CITY — Is Oklahoma City a model for Richmond’s future?

That’s the question leaders from the region are pondering after a visit to the Sooner State’s capital city last week.

More than 100 area government, business and community leaders attended the trip organized by the Greater Richmond Chamber, which has held similar annual trips to peer cities since 1993.

By the end of the trip, some participants seemed enthused about one Oklahoma City idea using a temporary sales-tax increase to fund capital projects. Oklahoma City’s temporary tax in the 1990s raised more than $300 million to pay for nine capital projects.

Wait for it.

Around 1998, Richmond region leaders considered a similar plan, identifying 121 area projects that could be funded using a temporary tax.

While there was never an umbrella funding commitment, some of the ideas proposed have gained traction, noted Theodore L. Chandler Jr., LandAmerica Financial Group chairman and incoming chairman of the chamber.

Among them are the downtown performing-arts center, which has received funding from a city meals-tax increase, and expansion at the Greater Richmond Convention Center, which was funded through a regional increase in the transient-occupancy tax.

“We’ve made a lot of things happen,” Chandler said at the conclusion of the trip. “Now we need a significant regional grass-roots effort.”

(We’ll leave it for history to determine if the beleagured performing arts center project and the expanded convention center should serve as models for civic pride, regional grass roots efforts or even “things that happen.”)

There’s more than enough evidence to show that the Greater Richmond Chamber’s annual junkets are pre-packaged, pre-digested events designed to refinforce bad decision-making and boosterism-at-all costs, not foster meaningful change. For example, the Richmond contingent found itself studying the city of Nashville last year, but failed to even be slightly curious as to how that city built the thriving (and inclusive) new Schermerhorn Symphony Center that sits tall, proud and beloved in Music City’s downtown.

Turns out that Nashville didn’t just tax city residents into perpetuity in order to throw a private party for non-taxed suburban residents when it planned its arts center. Unlike Richmond, Nashville built its complex (described by one knowledgeable arts person as “a palace”) after street-level art galleries, nightclubs and coffeehouses had been actively encouraged to help spur activity in the downtown area first. Also contrary to the Richmond effort — “feet to the fire,” remember? — Nashville’s center is mostly privately funded, with the city only contributing land and tax breaks; the Schermerhorn is also being advised by actual arts professionals, and led through community inclusion rather than secrecy and closed-door meetings.

The Schermerhorn’s story was not worth studying. But this year’s junket takers DID take time to view Oklahoma City’s restored Civic Center Music Hall in order to see how the other way works. As Todd Culbertson of the Richmond Times-Dispatch editorial section, a participant in this year’s junket, noted in Sunday’s paper [emphasis, and interruptions, mine]:

The Civic Center Music Hall created envy. The building is a Works Progress Administration masterpiece (some of the greatest architecture in the U.S. dates to the Depression and was commissioned by the federal government), with an interior modernized by MAPS.The Richmonders marched through the multi-tiered, multi-use auditorium with oohs and aahs. Yet while the space projects a sensibility absent in Central Virginia’s major venues, the physical qualities of performing arts centers are less important than the performances they present.

Richmond has no need for shame. The Richmond Ballet just concluded a successful run at New York’s Joyce Theater. The Virginia Opera wins national applause. Despite a nomadic existence during the trials and tribulations of the Carpenter Center and the ill-fated Virginia Performing Arts Center, the Richmond Symphony produces beautiful sound. Patrons expect high theatrical standards from the Barksdale and usually receive them. The list could go on. It well may be that Richmond wishes it had Oklahoma City’s hall, while Oklahoma City wishes it had Richmond’s companies. We’ll take the troupes — but also want the hall. The rehabilitated Carpenter Center might turn the trick.

[Click here to read the real stories behind about the shaky future of Richmond's arts groups under current leadership, and the actual, less-than-certain status of that Carpenter Center rehabiliation].

(…The Civic Center Music Hall reopened about six years ago. It is not bordered by bistros, boutiques, and gin joints. Economic dividends eventually might flow, and there is some attractive residential development nearby, but the motivation was to provide the performing arts community with appropriate surroundings. The Virginia Performing Arts Center suffered because it never was clear whether the primary goal was economic development or artistic excellence. The two can complement each other but successful arts venues put the arts first.)

Stop there. That’s an amazing passage to be coming from an editorial page that has supported, protected, enabled and made excuses for the Virginia Performing Arts Foundation for more than four years — and has made no efforts heretofore to ensure that VAPAF “put the arts first.”

But to his credit, the junket-taking Culbertson clearly forgot his blinders back at the hotel. He exhibits mixed feelings about what he saw and heard from both Oklahoma City’s civic leaders and his fellow junketeers. While he is most careful not to insult his new traveling buds by making his thoughts crystal clear, or very specific, he writes critically about how Oklahoma City went about funding many of the civic initatives that Richmond insiders found so attractive on this recent visit — and also the strangely-familiar results of those efforts:

[Oklahoma City leaders] developed Metropolitan Area Projects (known as MAPS with an upper-case S), which combined in one package various capital projects. The approach won voter approval for a tax hike to fund such items as a baseball stadium for a AAA club, a canal in an entertainment zone resembling the Bottom and the Slip but without the historical ambience, a refurbished performing arts center, a city library, and other civic jewels and paste. The backers conceded that if submitted individually the projects probably would have lost but when bundled they received the electorate’s endorsement. Ironists can contrast the admiration shown Oklahoma City’s tactics with the contempt shown congressional earmarks and omnibus spending bills.

On Tuesday the Richmonders broke into groups to study specific aspects of Oklahoma City’s ambitions. They discussed sports, the arts, the so-called riverfront (a story in and of itself, as the parched natives good-naturedly concede), bio-tech, and downtown development. Oklahoma City’s downtown presents a sight. It boasts a large convention center, an NBA-quality arena, an impressive library, and high-rises of various degrees of aesthetic distinction and insult. The missing ingredients are human beings. Where are the people? In the tunnels that connect the buildings (and provide shelter from persistent gusts and summer’s dusty heat), we are informed. Inspections found no one underground. There is scant life on the streets or beneath them. Whatever its shortcomings, downtown Richmond offers food carts and cafés and during the workday people darting in and out. Scarce in central Richmond, retail is non-existent in central Oklahoma City.

The downtown shows few traces of bustling yesteryears — the theater marquees once glittering for the likes of Hayworth and Gable but long since dark, the shells of department stores famed for merchandise and service, the neon lights of saloons that saw it all. Officials explain that many years ago downtown succumbed to bulldozer and wrecking ball as the city prepared for a revival that never came. Remnants appear here and there. An occasional building sports an art deco facade or the charming details that take architecture beyond utility. Urban renewal has a lot to answer for, in Oklahoma City and in many elsewheres. Although cultural evolution and economic necessity (which often is a euphemism for political clout) may have doomed downtowns as they were known and loved, shortsighted actions by the brightest and the best hastened decay of the urban core.

If you had an image of the Sixth Street Marketplace pop in your head while you read that last paragraph, you aren’t alone. So let’s repeat the question: Is Oklahoma City a model for Richmond’s future?

The biggest wigs of the Best Citizen Junket Taking Collective, back from vacation, dreaming with your tax money again, seem to think so. But even the long-standing waterboy for Richmond’s status quo — the Times-Dispatch op ed page — now admits (whether it meant to or not) that all our “brightest and best” have been doing is recycling the same old sleepy delusions on these annual jaunts, and that it might be long past time for some folks to get a wake up call.

Wear the Colors

Wednesday, April 18th, 2007

A shout out to our buddy Jonathan for passing this along:

‘Orange & Maroon Effect’ Friday April 20th

“Virginia Tech family members across the country have united to declare this Friday, April 20th, an “Orange and Maroon Effect” day to honor those killed in the tragic events on campus Monday, and to show support for Virginia Tech students, faculty, administrators, staff, alumni and friends. “Orange and Maroon Effect” was born several years ago as an invitation to Tech fans to wear orange and maroon to Virginia Tech athletic events. We invite everyone from all over the country to a part of the Virginia Tech family this Friday, to wear orange and maroon to support the families of those who were lost, and to support the school and community we all love so much.”

Words

Tuesday, April 17th, 2007

“I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.” — Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Ooops!

Friday, April 13th, 2007

It would appear that Richmond’s public school system isn’t the only thing that is going to need a thorough audit.