It’s easy to get distracted, and even lost on the Internet, as anyone who’s ever sat in front of a computer with a high speed connection, an open browser, and a little bit of time on their hands can tell you.

I wasn’t even surfing aimlessly this afternoon when something spun me off on a tangent. While engaged in some work on the AAN Altweeklies.com website I noticed a PBS sponsorship ad with an intriguing quote: “A discussion about buzz bands has erupted online. As the music blogging community continues to search out and publicize new and up-and-coming bands, some have warned of the potential downfall for musicians.”

As someone who explores the burgeoning music blogging community, this caught my attention. I clicked through to a piece by a blogger known as Largehearted Boy on a site set up by PBS to promote their shows. Remotely Connected has a small stable of semi-famous bloggers they’ve invited in as guests, in this case David Gutowski of Largeheartedboy.com was reviewing a recent Austin City Limits show with Arcade Fire, one of those “buzz bands.”
He mentioned a couple of blogs I like in passing, in particular Said the Gramophone, and name dropped a couple that I hadn’t stumbled upon, which is mainly how I discover new music blogs, via links from blogs I like.

I clicked through to one of those and found a post asking to go to HeyNeilsen.com to vote for his blog in a top blog contest of some sort. I don’t really understand the Nielsen site (I guessing it’s affiliated with the polling firm in some way) and I wasn’t about to register so I could vote, but the ballot for the contest is pretty cool as a document of the moment on what a seemingly mainstream outfit sees as the top ranked music blogs around.

There are a few on the list that I frequent regularly, but not my personal favorites: the ever-literate Moistworks is missing, Said the Gramophone too.
Anyway if you want do some exploring of your own, the list might be a good place to start. When you find a blog you like, use their blogroll as a guide to other likeminded music hounds.

As to the potential downside of being a blogged about buzz band, Largehearted Boy quote from a think piece in Oxford American magazine that borrows its title, “Hype Machine” from a popular music blog aggregator: “Unknown bands become all-too-familiar bands in a month, and abandoned bands the next month.” Then quotes a member of the blogged about band John The Mountain Goats who notes that, “the hunger for something that feels good and exciting and important seems to have progressed to a point of insatiability.”
Yes, I admit it, I’m insatiable…

Incidentally, you can use Hype Machine to find out which blogs are talking about Arcade Fire. I’d have to say they don’t seem any worse for wear after being discovered by bloggers…

Richie Havens has been part of the background music to my life for a long, long time. And since I have a job that facilitates such things, I’ve had the opportunity to share long conversations with him a few times over the years. The latest came on Monday — I got an e-mail from Amy at Madison House, the Colorado-based publicity juggernaut saying “Richie is available for the next 2 hours for interviews or we can set it up for later this week. Let me know your thoughts…” I should point out, he was due to fly out to the West Coast for series of shows including one within walking distance of my house.

I called her. She called Richie. Easy as that… Not more than a few minutes later I got a call from New Jersey.

“Bob?” He addressed me as if we were old friends, and you know what? it feels that way, even if we’re not. He’s just as relaxed in conversation as he is on stage.

What’s new?

I’m finishing up my new CD, and I’m very happy with it.

Where have you taken things musically?

Well I’ve written more songs.

I know that’s not always the case…

It’s kind of like a stopped writing songs when I started singing doo wop way back there. It was because I found Greenwich Village and in Greenwich Village I found songs that just changed my life. That was where my education started, in the coffee houses. I should explain… Do you know who Freddy Neil is?

I do.

Freddy Neil was one of my biggest mentors. He’s guy who walked up to me and said, ‘Hey, you’ve been singing my songs from the audience for six months now, along with me — in harmony no less. Why don’t you just get a damn guitar? Here take this guitar. Go home and learn the songs and sing them yourself on the stage.’ I took the guitar and figured out how to tune it to an open chord and three days later I was singing half a dozen songs on stage. For the next seven years I was up there. For years I figured I couldn’t write the kind of songs I heard.

You didn’t think you could match the skill of guys like Fred Neil and Bob Dylan?

Right. Exactly. What I did was tell myself, if it comes, it comes. And the songs I was singing were timeless. I can still sing them today.

I heard you on the radio recently singing an old Dylan song, “Tombstone Blues.”

That’s from the movie.

Right. I’m Not There. I understand you’re in it too.

I have a part. I play a grandfather. I’m not an actor; I don’t call myself an actor. What happens is, I become part of this family. My son, in the film, finds this little kid on the road with his guitar. He brings him home to feed him, feeling sorry for him. The scene is at the table and my son’s wife is bringing food over. Their kids are at the table across from me and the young kid is sitting there blabbing about how the road is his thing and the only thing he needs is a car so he could get to places on the road. It’s ironic and kind of surreal, but in the movie this African American kid’s name is Woody, but he’s Bob Dylan. That’s part of his life.

I know a little bit about the movie, that it’s a fractured portrait with different actors playing Dylan or maybe aspects of him, at different times in his life. And I’ve heard a bit of the soundtrack album, which is pretty amazing in itself. I’m not clear on how they use the music in the film. Are you actually playing in the film?

In the next scene we’re sitting on the front porch, me, my son and the kid. The kid pulls out his guitar and we actually jam on the tune there on the porch. We sing “Tombstone Blues,” play it together. We throw verses back and forth. It has an uptempo feeling. It kind of has it’s own engine, but not like the original, more with a core pace to it.

Returning to the songs you’re writing yourself…

Well, they come.

The songs you’ve been singing over the years often touch on the events of the day. Is that what you’re writing about now, current events?

I do it from a personal viewpoint. In a song the singer can say, ‘I’ or ‘we,’ that sort of thing. That’s the way they come out, as narratives. The title will come and I know what the title means so the next thing I know music comes with it and the first line comes.

Will we hear some of these new songs when you play here?

For sure. My way of doing the road is to sing all the new stuff along with selections from other writers. There are songs by friends of mine who didn’t become famous, singers who were really purely writers. That allows me to step into their song and become the singer who’s singing that, but in my own way.

Can you give me an example of a recent one you’ve written?

The last one, the latest, is called “The Key.” It goes something like this: (He sings a cappella) Somewhere there’s a key. And it is laid behind a golden tree… (he falters) I can’t do anything without a guitar in my hands. (He laughs then resumes singing.) To open even me before the dark shadows fall. Somewhere there is a door and it’s locked forevermore, to all the tiny things we swore allegiance to, just between me and you… Like that… What makes the song for me is not only the lyric, it’s the sense of the music. It’s just as important. Can you hold on for a sec?

Sure.

(He disappears and I’m thinking someone might be at the door or something else has distracted him. When he returns I understand…)

Now I have my guitar and I can show you what I mean about the music sharing an equal part. (He sings “The Key” again, filling in the gaps with rolling rhythms.) They follow me around, these songs, which is great.

I have to ask you about this singer I’m supposed to interview later this morning. Her name is Sonya Kitchell.

Oh yes. I met her a few years ago now. She was probably 14 or 15.

She’s coming here with Herbie…

Herbie?

Herbie Hancock.

You’re kidding. Now that’s what I was waiting for her to do. There are these women who have their own thing. They sit up on stage and play their own way. Like Dana Kurtz. Do you know her?

Can’t say that I do…

She’s great.

I didn’t know that much about Sonya. I came across one of her songs, “Train,” and just loved it. It’s just an amazing song.

When I first met her she was a jazz singer. She plays jazz on the guitar and sings somewhere in that genre. So it’s amazing that she’s going there. Dana is the same way. I call her the Billie Holiday of today. There are a few of them out there. And I’m fortunate enough to get to hear them when they open for me. Sonya actually opened for me.

I’m pretty sue when people go see Herbie Hancock they’re going to walk away talking about her.

It’s definitely going to blow their minds.

(More to come later…)

There are a few music blogs I visit regularly, among them one called Ben loxo du takku, an examination of African music (with samples) maintained by Matt Yanchyshyn, a Canadian who works for Associated Press as West African bureau chief or something like that.

I hadn’t been to the site for a while so I scrolled down and found a link to excavated shellac, an esoteric yet fascinating site (to me anyway) maintained by a guy named Jonathan who collects 78s from around the world.

His blogroll has a link to a site called airform archives, another collector’s site but more varied. He had a post sharing a recent flea market find: a set of photos of Iron Eyes Cody demonstrating sign language. (See above.)

It brought back a strange experience I once had interviewing Robert “Tree” Cody, son of Iron Eyes. Tree Cody plays Native American wooden flute and was coming to perform in our area. We were talking via cell phone as he drove from one gig to another. I was not well prepared and innocently asked him about his upbringing and if his father had been raised on a reservation.

He hesitated then told me something along the lines of, “It’s not all true what they say about my father, but anyway it doesn’t matter since my brother and I were adopted.” I had no idea what he was talking about and was about to ask when his phone went dead.

I immediately Googled his father and came across about how he’d tried to hide his Sicilian heritage. I was not sure how to broach the subject with his son, or if I should even bring it up, but it turned out to be a moot point: I could not reconnect with him after his phone went dead so we never continued the interview.

Mike Ness

It was one of those parties. A wild one. My friend Gregg was moving out of a ramshackle place in Blue Lake into classier digs elsewhere and had a backyard bash to celebrate. Gregg has definite pyromaniacal tendencies and included a flaming limbo dance as part of the affair, followed by fireworks and a bonfire to dispose of leftover firewood and scrap lumber around the yard.

My job was to keep the festivities festive by providing a soundtrack using an old school record player set up on the porch of the back shed (and by old school I mean one with a built-in speaker that came from a school). Flipping through boxes of LPs in the shed I dug out songs with a fire theme: “Fire,” both the Crazy World of Arthur Brown and the Jimi Hendrix versions, Johnny Cash’s “Ring of Fire” and others. Someone asked Gregg if they could burn his wooden ladder. He agreed.

When I put on Social Distortion’s cover of Cash’s classic the revelers began something akin to a mosh circle around the fire pit. Some of the crazier partiers had stripped to nothing but their boots. A few naked crazies climbed up and over the ladder until it collapsed into the flames and someone literally “fell into a burning ring of fire.”

The memory of that night came back when I heard that legendary O.C. punks Social Distortion are coming to the Eureka Municipal Auditorium Saturday, July 14. That’s what the band’s music is like. Led by the intense Mike Ness, Social D was part of the late ’70s wave of Cali punk alongside bands like Black Flag, The Dead Kennedys and Bad Religion.

Comrades have fallen by the wayside, but, with a few breaks for rehab and the like, Ness has been at it ever since. At 45, the thoroughly tattooed guitarist is no longer a young punk, but that didn’t keep him off his skateboard, and last year he fell off and broke his arm rendering him unable to play guitar. No worries: His friends stepped in as the band continued touring, first Ron Emory from TSOL, then Bryan Small from another fiery punk outfit The Hangmen. They’ve just released a new EP, The Hangmen In the City, produced by Ness and they’re part of the current Social D tour. Also on the bill at the Muni: The Heart Attacks, a “scuzz rock” five-piece from Atlanta described by lead singer Chase as “a gang of pirate gypsy crackhead smart-mouthed snot-nosed rock & roll misfits.”

Meanwhile across town, it’s The 5 Browns, who could be described as a classical novelty act. The family band, two brothers and three sisters, all play piano and all of them are pretty good. What’s novel is they all play at the same time. That’s right, five pianos on stage at once. They do some duo numbers and solos, but the main deal is pounding out warhorses from the classical repertoire all together on five Steinway grand pianos. What occurred to me was the fact that there probably are not five concert-ready Steinway grands in the county. No problem, the Browns travel with a truckload of them and will bring them to the Arkley Center Saturday evening.

Vocalese jazzman Bill Allison leads Redwood Jazz Voices in their first performance Thursday, July 12, at Muddy’s Hot Cup with Dave Wilson on bass and Mike LaBolle on percussion. The young vocal ensemble includes Bill’s son, Clay Allison, Lorenza Simmons (Madi’s daughter) and Calista LaBolle (Mike’s daughter). “All kids who grew up in households with pro musicians,” Bill points out, adding, “They’re all in tune to it.”

Seattle nerdcore semi-star Matt Kenall used to call his one-man-band Capital Steps, but the similarly named comedy troupe complained, so now he calls himself Square Wail. He’s at the Jambalaya that same Thursday on his “I’m Not Listening” tour playing loopy dance tunes he creates with a pile of gadgets, but mostly with a Nintendo Gameboy. No, really. Dj[hexWarrior] opens, playing out for the first time.

Friday at the Jam, it’s yet another band from Portland, Wooden Nickle, a trio with guitars, drums and a laptop who craft cool, dark, haunted alt. folk/rock/country songs intermittently spiked with guitar feedback, hand claps and digital trickery. Deejay Jen Savage offers a preview on KSLG that afternoon at 1 p.m. Locals Laden Swallow open the show at the Jam with songs from their Awaken CD.

The Venerable Lord Bret Bailey from Que La/The Common Vice tells me he’s been branching beyond rock opera with C. Vice. See what he’s up to at the Pearl Friday. Deric Mendes’ new band shares the bill.

There’s art and music Friday at the big purplish foundry in Aldergrove Industrial Park known as Unauthorized Art. Percussionist Jesse Jonathon is the music guy out there, renting rehearsal space for some of the worldly bands he’s in: WoMama, Afromassive, Dun Dun Fare, the Janky Mallets and Bloco Firmeza. The Arts! Arcata gallery opening that evening features sharp sculptures by Seth Magnusen and pix by photographer Christopher Cook including shots of various local bands. The music? “We’re starting with a local songwriter, Rebekah Downey, then the jazz trio Weather Machine, then WoMama and The Janky Mallets ending midnight-ish. It’s all a fundraiser for the building,” says Jonathan, promising, “It’s gonna be fun.”

If you’ve been following the Synapsis/Empire Squared saga, you know it’s actually going pretty well. Says Carmen Olson, the sexy Synapsis trapeze artist/stilt walker, “It looks like we’re going to get the Conditional Use Permit we’re applying for, so soon we’ll do the fire exits and ADA compliance stuff required, and then we reopen. We have an architect working for us, John Ash, he’s top notch. He read about it in the paper and called us to volunteer his time. He’s drawing up the plans, then we’ll have an idea how much we’ll need. We’re hoping to get a grant from the Humboldt Are Foundation, but in the meantime we’re trying to get some money together.”
To that end, they’re reviving Tsirkus Picaresque as Tsirkus Burlesque for a cabaret-style show Saturday, July 14, at the Dancenter in Arcata’s Old Creamery. “It starts at 8:30 with a fire show and silent art auction,” says Carmen, “then they’ll be a burlesquey-style circus show. Between acts we’ll auction off more art live. We’ll have trapeze, fabric aerials, hula hooping, a clowning striptease, and other stuff. DJ-dancing after. It’s kind of risqué so it’s adults only.”

It’s got to be bittersweet. Yer Dog’s long-awaited CD release party at the Alibi Saturday is also the band’s last show ever. “We’ll be playing with The Ravens which should be loads of fun,” says Pete. “We’re encouraging everyone coming out to dress in the best formal wear, suits, tuxes, evening gowns… recreating a ballroom dance party.” Don’t know if that’s possible in the confines of the Alibi, but it sounds different.

Coming up next Wednesday, July 18, at the Indigo, The Soul of John Black, with John “JB” Bigham, formerly of Fishbone, who has dug into his roots in recent years to come up with a new twist on the blues—call it alt. blues. Meanwhile at Muddy’s Hot Cup, it’s 8traC, an alt. funk outfit from Boulder with stunning blonde vocalist Chantel Mead out front and guitar work and samples from Derek VanScoten who came through town a few years back with a funk trio called Element37. (Think he likes names with numbers?) Same night at Mazzotti’s: jazzy electro-acoustic jams by the Eric McFadden Trio with Eric McF supplying flamenco/Hendrix-inspired guitar riffs backed by stand-up bass and drums.

A reminder: Don’t forget next Monday, July 16, is the next vote for Steel Toed Slippers on their way to TV stardom. Vote for them (more than once) at www.cbsnews.com up until noon Wednesday.

As you perhaps read elsewhere in this paper, it’s Blues by the Bay weekend. If you listened to “The South Side,” Chas Lewis’ blues show on KHSU last Friday night, you got a taste of some of the artists who will be playing. You would have heard more this week, except the show will not be on. Chas is the radio name for KHSU’s longtime development director Charles Horn, and he was summarily dismissed from his position Monday. The man who’s described by colleagues as “the glue that holds the station together,” won’t even be allowed to volunteer as a deejay. Don’t be surprised if things come a bit unglued at KHSU in the coming weeks as they struggle to fill his shoes. Good luck, both to Chas and those at the station.

just a quick observation about another local blog: North Coast Post.

The Postmaster uses a couple of embedded routines in the left hand column to provide Humboldt-related content from around the web. First there a Video collector that actually seems to work. Along with vids of the People Project protest around the corner from my house and one of Arcata’s Redwood Park, there’s a video I shot on New Year’s Even on the Plaza showing one of our fine local samba drum troupes. (See above.) Keyword Arcata?

It’s the “Words still matter” section that fails routinely. The key word seems to be Humboldt, which turns out to be a poor choice. More often than not, it doesn’t matter, not to HumCo locals anyway. The aggregator apparently pulls up the top four hits on Google news for the word, which in theory seems like you’d get local news. The trouble is, the county’s namesake, Alexander Von Humboldt, was a popular guy, and all sorts of stuff is named after him. As noted in Wikipedia: All of the following places are named for Humboldt:

So today three of the news hits are about things in Chicago’s Humboldt Park: a car crash and a Latin jazz fest, and the other is about the Humboldt in Canada. Sure it might change later this evening, but most often it just doesn’t work.

the white sunglasses band


this photo and accompanying note came today from Peter, who just returned from a Japanese tour with my son, Spencer.

tour was amazing. went very smooth. spencer was received very well and we both made tons of comrades and friends while we were out there. he impressed numerous journalists with his extensive knowledge of japanese music. attached is a photo of our band we pieced together for our finale show in tokyo. the white sunglasses band. 2 bassists, guitar (T from green milk) me and spency.
enjoy,
will send more flicks soon!
peter


Two members of Akimbo answered the assorted questions. You should be able to figure out who is who.

Who are you?
My name is Nat Damm. I play in Akimbo.
I’m Jon and I play bass and do vocals in Akimbo. I have also been known as The Gateekeeper, and if you have any information leading to the whereabouts of the Keymaster I would appreciate any help you can lend.

Where are you from?

I’m from Seattle, I live there now.
I’m from Seattle. Yes, I’ve heard of Nirvana. No, I didn’t know Kurt Cobain. Yeah, we have the space needle. Yes, it rains a lot. And yeah, everyone here drinks coffee all the time.
What do you do?

I spend 30% of the year playing rock and going on tour, and the rest of the time I get paid to play videogames.
I play drums in Akimbo. For a living I am a freelance designer. I mainly design concert posters. I do a little t-shirt design here and there, record artwork and layout. I am also the booking agent for an all ages venue near Seattle called The Old Fire House.

What are you working on?

A bowl of chili and a cold beer.
Akimbo just came home from a US tour. We stopped in louisville KY for three weeks to record two albums. One will be released on Alternative Tentacles August 21st, its called Navigating the Bronze. The other album is called Jersey Shores and will be released on another label sometime in 2008. As far as today goes, I’m going to work on album art for a band called The Fucking Wrath and then making a few posters for a venue in Las Vegas. Then I’ll have some beers and watch TV.

What’s next?

I’m gonna watch Lost in bed with my woman and my cat.
What’s next is an amazing tour with DMBQ! we’ll take it easy after this short west coast tour and then hopefully do either a big US tour or Europe in the fall. then we’ll grow beards and wait out the winter.

When will you be here?

May 17th, with DMBQ. You also probably wanted to ask where, and that would be The Alibi.

Who’s DMBQ?

DMBQ is the most insane live band that has ever lived. We are going to have to resort to all kinds of ridiculous shenanigans to make up for our comparatively lackluster snore fest of a show.
just go and see them, they will blow your mind.

Website?

www.livetocrush.com

MySpace?

www.myspace.com/akimbo

Anything else you want to add?

The new album NAVIGATING THE BRONZE is out August 2007, available from us and Alternative Tentacles. Good beer drinking music, excellent tunes to have an arm punching contest to, a great soundtrack for a pillow fight.

Who are you?

1) My name is Aidan Shiwa. The name Aidan came to my parents simultaneously in a dream, it is a very old Irish word for “Fire” or “The Firey One”. The name Shiwa was given to me when I was a baby by a Tibetan Buddhist teacher Chogyam Trumpa Rinpoche. When asked the meaning of my first name, he chose the name ‘Shiwa’, witch meant “Peace” in order to keep the fire peaceful.

Where are you from?

2) I am from La Honda, a small town in the Santa Cruz Mountains that is most famous for being the town where Ken Kesey lived and hosted his Acid Tests.

What do you do?

3)I am a musician, a poet, a producer and a singer, I have been since age 11. I grew up listening to a wide variety of musical styles, and the music I play now reflects many of those influences. The music that has struck a chord deepest within me is Reggae. When I was a kid I wore the grooves down on all of my parents reggae albums, and would do chores in order to save enough money to bike down to the record store a by new ones. My whole philosophy on music and life is “balance”. This world is globalizing fast, and of all the blessings and downfalls of that one of the aspects that process is exposure into many cultures and music. At this time and in this place we are redefining culture, out of many we are one. Many of the reggae artists from California sing in Jamaican accents over Jamaican riddims. I only sing in my own voice, the one that was given to me at birth and has grown with me all my life. Many of my songs are rooted in reggae, yet influences of Soul, Rock, Hip-Hop, Latin and World can be heard within the grooves.

Why do you do what you do?

4) I am a musician because that is what I am. I have had no choice in the matter. I did not choose music, music chose me. I believe music is the universal language. I have traveled all over the world and never had trouble communicating. The lyrics I write have a purpose. Unification is my goal through music. Music can connect our hearts, and our minds. The earth and all its creatures are in turbulent times. The need to connect is more critical then ever. Musicians are the messengers of the people, our cultures ambassadors, the peoples voice. We know that the mic is more powerful then the sword or gun.

What are you working on?

5) Right now we are busy working on our album “Peaceful Fire”. This long awaited debut CD is due for release on June 1rst.

What’s next?

6) The album is our whole focus right now, we are in the studio constantly. When the album is released, we will be playing heavily up and down the West Coast.

When will you be here?

7) The show will be Friday April 27th at show begins at 8:00. (arrive early because it only goes ’till midnight). It is at the Six Rivers Brewery in McKinlyville. $10.

With who?

8) I am coming up with the We-A-Dem band. We all played originally in a group called Pacific Vibrations. With Pacific Vibrations we played many festivals such as Reggae in the Park, Whole Earth and Monterrey Reggae Fest, and toured the West Coast. We also released an album “Eastern Sun”. After Pacific Vibrations some of the musicians went on to form We-A-Dem, which has is currently one of the hottest back up bands in the Bay Area, backing up such artists as Army, Abja, and Norris Man. D.J. Mountains Lion Sounds will be opening and closing the show.

Website? MySpace?

9) My website is www.myspace.com/aidanshiwa also check out www.myspace.com/weadem

Peace, Aidan Shiwa


Who are you?

-My name is Adeem and I’m the last person you would expect to make as much noise as i do. I’m also the voice for the newest hip hop soul sensation, Glue. By the way, who are you? (I’m Bob, the questioner.)

Where are you from?

I’m from Keene, New Hampshire. In the middle of nowhere but also in the heart of everything. I grew up there listening to hip hop and then eventually making hip hop music. Now i live in a smaller town called Peterborough. 7000 people, no major chain stores, it’s almost like heaven, but more boring i would assume.

What do you do?

-Sometimes i don’t do much and other times I’m doing too much. I rap for a living, try to sing for a living, substitute teach when i need to be doing something else for a living, and I also make a mean rice and tempe curry dish.

Why do you do what you do?

-The passion i have for music is like nothing else i experience (besides love). It’s all i want to do and it’s the only thing i want to make a career out of. I also make music for people who still believe they have power to change things for the better. My music is about the life i live and it’s for whoever can relate.

What are you working on?

-I’m working on some good breathing exercises so i can get better at yoga and I’m also working on 3 new albums. A new glue record, a solo record, and my second record with New Hampshire/Santa Cruz native DJ MF Shalem (www.myspace.com/shalem).

What’s next?

-Tomorrow, i hope. Glue is currently on our first headlining tour and we’re trying to spread the word as much as possible. Give people great shows and a night full of memories. This is our second nationwide tour in support of our latest record on Fatbeats records “Catch as Catch can” and we hope this tour will push us past the 1 million album point! Respect that.

When will you be here? With who?

-We will be playing in Eureka at the Red Fox Tavern on April 13th. I will rocking your face off with the other members of Glue, djdq and Maker.

Who’s that?

-Thanks for asking. Maker is the best producer you’ve never heard of and has better records than you do. He has been the foundation for Glue’s sound since we started playing together in 2001. dq is a member of the 2006 usa dmc champion turntable champion crew, the animal crackers. He is a self professed folk-tablist and is a genius with one turntable (in my humble opinion).

Website? MySpace?

-Our website is www.gluemakemusic.com and we also have built a huge party of friends at www.myspace.com/glue (everyone of those friends are real people and in no way are just robots sending spam). Respect.
We would love to just get everyone on myspace onto our website instead of having to deal with the nonsense of myspace, but that’s not how it works (right now).

Anything else you want to add?

-Thanks again for asking these questions and we’ll see you at the show. Please come out and support this show, we promise it will be a damn good time. Also check out www.gluemakesmusic.com and pick up our new album. Let’s love each other.


Riffing with Misha

I wasn’t sure what to expect when I called Misha Mengelberg, one of the founders of the Instant Composers Pool on the last Saturday morning in March. I’d been told it might not be an easy interview, I figured I’d improvise, and honestly we both had a blast once we got rolling, talking about religion, politics, history, and sometimes music.
We began with confused conversation about when the group was coming to California, and furthermore what day of the week it was (the day before April Fool’s Day). Misha was in a hotel in Washington D.C. ICP was set to play at the Library of Congress that night.

Tonight you play at the Library of Congress.
That’s right. It’s next door to where we are now.
What do you think about that?
I think Americans have some regard for our music, and are keeping all that stuff. You’d think they’d want to capitalize on it. I would think it’s impossible to capitalize on our way of playing. That’s hard I think. I don’t think many people would put money on it. (laughs)
Has it been a hard way to earn a living for you?
Sometimes, most of the time…
But you’ve been at it for a long time.
Yes, but the people in Holland now say that we should skip all the provisions and subsidies for musicians and all that. And we should go and do real work. (laughs)
So there was public support for artists and musicians but it’s changing.
Since World War II ended they were supporting the arts. Painting first because we have such famous painters, then music a little bit. There were some Dutch composers in the Middle Ages who did rather well, no financially, but with some fame like Orlande de Lassus and a few others. I could go on for a short while…
Was it church music?
Yes, the church put some money into composers writing masses and things like that.
I suppose you always have to find some way to get paid…
Oh sure, that’s an important aspect of everything, even music.
I don’t imagine you chose this path because you thought it would be a great way to earn a living.
Oh, no, no, no. Far from that.
You say if the government has its way you’ll have to get a real job. What job would that be?
I could start a greengrocer or something. That might be helpful. I won’t do that, but maybe I should.
This may be a dangerous question to ask…
No, no, there are only dangerous answers.
OK, what is an instant composition?
Well, well, if I would know that maybe I would be rich now. And I am not rich. An instant composer seems to be somebody who is just fantasizing that he is a composer or something. It’s more fantasy than reality I think.
Is it synonymous with jazz? Whatever that word might mean.
Yes, It’s synonymous with freak and idiot, frauds, and maybe a little bit with somebody who makes music and thinks something of it.
What do you think of it?
I don’t think. (laughs) I have no opinion. Well, if I have an opinion, it would be challenged immediately by everybody.
Is not thinking part of the idea, that you play without a preconceived idea of what comes next?
Yes. For sure yes. I think that’s true. I have no idea what I’m going to do. Very well put.
But on the other hand, doesn’t the group use sheet music and notes on the bar?
Sometimes, but the sheets don’t help very much.
Maybe just to serve as a roadmap?
Yes, like a map, that’s the theory, but you might take your boat to Greece and end up in Capetown or something. That’s what musical theory is about. That’s my thing, I studied that profession. I am a theorist, but I don’t know or understand anything about music.
Do you play the same songs one night after another?
Sometimes we do that. And we play them just as we played them yesterday, but not completely, because somebody did not the labor to write down what he played exactly. And we all have that kind of sickness where we simply forget how we played yesterday. So we play each time something different. We cannot be outed for that because we do not promise anything other than that.
Do you record the shows?
From time to time we do, not everywhere. You are from Knoxville, is that right?
No, from Arcata, Humboldt County, in California. That is the home of Michael Moore.
Yes, Michael’s father is there.
Jerry Moore is a professor here.
What does he teach?
Music.
What music?
Well, he teaches jazz. I think he may be retired now. But he also led groups that fit no category. He would draw on music from many cultures…
Or animals or whatever…
He might combine something from the classical tradition with jazz…
But do those words mean anything?
That’s a good question.
(Laughs)
Perhaps I should ask you. Do those words mean anything?
That’s a nice question. We’ll leave it unanswered.
It’s hard to find words for music as unique as what comes from the ICP.
Well thank you. But maybe it’s not even music that we play. Sometimes I doubt that. But that won’t make a difference. Music is what people call music. That may be a hackneyed way of putting it. You go further with a definition of that type than most others. What I mostly say is that: Music is what people call music.
Some people consider a bird’s song to be music.
No, A bird song is a bird song.
To a bird it’s just talking.
I had a parrot once, no my wife had a parrot. And he could imitate almost all the fragments I was singing or whistling in the house, in the bathroom or wherever. Most of the time I was whistling or whatever. That bird hated me so, he made a plan first then executed the plan: to imitate all the music that I could make, but not only that, to do it higher, better, snappier, I should think of some other qualities, but that was what he did. I recorded that. It made a very nice set of sounds. He used a Charlie Parker lick and ended with a shriek or something.
Was the parrot a musician?
No of course not, He was a parrot. He was grey red tail and they are well known for their brilliant imitations of things. He could also speak, but of course he did not know what he said.
You could also say the same about certain musicians.
Oh yes. There are a lot of musicians who never give a thought to what they are playing or doing. Of course, but that doesn’t matter. It doesn’t mean they are dumb, it might have something to say about their quality as technicians, and there is a certain technique involved in what those so-called musicians do, yes.
As an instant composer, it must be your job to go beyond that way of thinking. I wonder, do you feel restricted by the fact that you usually must start with the familiar? How do you create something new when you have to use old building blocks?
Oh that’s done in history a lot of times. Taking old roads and building churches or something.
I don’t think I understand.
Let’s say Roman roads — the Romans made roads through all of Europe. Then at a certain point nobody was asking for roads anymore. They were happy or unhappy where they were and stayed there their whole lives and never traveled.
So they would take up the stones from the roadbed to build churches…
Yes. That’s what they did finally. They thought: what do we need with these stupid old roads. Let’s make something useful with them. And they did in their way, I think. Of course I think it’s a ridiculous idea to build a church at all, but that’s not the point here. In the Middle Ages, the question was what shall we do with them?
You originally come from Ukraine, is that right?
I come from Russia, Ukraine, yes, from Kiif.
And when did you migrate to Netherlands?
In 1938. I was three years old.
Did you parents leave for political reasons?
Yes of course, but mainly it was because the Russians wanted them out. They said, well that woman is a German. She can be a spy.
Your mother?
My mother was German, yes, a German Jewish woman. And my mother was afraid that the Germans would come to Russia and she would be one of the first victims, because of her being Jewish. The mother of my mother, my grandmother, was Jewish, so in the female line, I was also a Jew. But that’s not how the Germans understood the word Jew. Since I had a non-Jewish father and grandfather, they would not see me as a Jew.
Because they follow patrilineal descent not, matrilineal…
That’s right.
Do you think of yourself as being a Jew?
(Laughs) No, no. Maybe half human, half something else. Being Jewish is not on my program.
So you spent almost your whole life in Holland, grew up there.
Yes, I was a little Dutchman. And now I’m an old Dutchman.
How did it happen that you discovered American jazz growing up in Holland?
During the war we had jazz records. We would have been shot perhaps if the German had found out. I had a 78, a little recording from “The Mooche,” by the American, Ellington. I was a boy between 5 and 9, and with that music the horror of the German occupation was gone. I wanted to know about that type of music. I found out in 1947. My father (Karel Mengelberg) was a critic, a music critic for a Socialist daily journal, so he went to all kinds of classical concerts and took me with him. He wanted me to learn about Beethoven and Mozart and all that.
Was he also a musician?
My father could play music. He was a conductor and a composer. So he wrote music and conducted.
But he made his living writing about music?
Yes, because nobody wanted to have him as a conductor, and that was because they thought he was a Communist, and they were right. He was a Communist from when he was 12 years old living in Holland, then living in Germany. At first they had no children, then at 34, my father planted me, and my mother went to a new job, because in Europe there were no jobs for her. She played the harp all her life. In Ukraine they had a symphonic orchestra so she went there. Then I came along.
So both your parents were professional musicians.
Yes, that’s right. But that was not their plan for me. They said don’t do that because you won’t earn enough money. You’d better do something else.
What did they have in mind for you?
Not anything really, but I had something in mind, which had not so much to do with music. I wanted at a certain moment, when I was 12 or 13, I wanted to become an architect. And maybe become famous and build some very big projects. Then I would have time to put all my time to music. Because music was the thing that I felt I would be the best in from all the professions. I had a talent for music more than for writing or making signs or whatever.
There’s talent, then there’s passion.
Yes, but you maybe should not answer those passions. But if they are strong enough, you somehow get lured into it.
You know my son has always had a passion for music, but when he went to college he decided not to study music, instead he chose philosophy.
That’s better than music I think. As a philosopher when you have only one original thought in your life, you can bank on that. That’s what most philosophers do or have been doing. Spinoza, the Jewish philosopher in Holland, he was an Atheist, but he never dared say that he did not believe n God. Instead, when all others in Holland would say, ‘It’s in God’s hands to do this or that,’ he said, ‘Well, nature sometimes gives advice on what to do.’
Nature instead of God…
Yes, of course four centuries later, my father told me there is not such a thing as God. He did that because his father also told him that when he was a little boy. And my grandfather’s father put him in an asylum thinking he was crazy, and he died there.
His father thought he was crazy because he did not believe in God?
And because he did not want to go to church any more.
That’s a bit frightening.
It was for my father as well. So my father gave up religion also when he was six or seven. He told my grandmother, ‘I also do not want to got to church on Sundays.’ He said he’d prefer to be mad than to go to church every Sunday. He was adamant, and was allowed to become the first Atheist in my family. He taught that to me and to my brother, and not only are we Atheists, we are Anti-theists. We became very anti, anti-church and beliefs and all.
To turn this conversation back to music, I wonder, what role do you think music plays in society as a whole? What is the purpose of music?
The purpose. Another fantastic question. There is no direct purpose and I don’t know what I’m doing. That’s what I finally think. I have no special affection for music because all the music that I hear on the radio, in the department store, jingles on TV at 7 o’clock when I want to see the news. All those things I hate.
There’s even music on the news to tell you how you should feel about the news you see.
Yes. sure, sure. You have happy music for happy stories and when there are 600 deaths you have the sad music. (laughs)
Something in a minor key in the background.
Yes. A minor key, yes, that creates the right atmosphere, yes. That’s how I think about music. It is ridiculous most of the time.
But what you do is a rebellion against that sort of thing.
That’s fine. Why not rebellion? Yes. That’s a fine word. I have more contact with rebellion than with complacency, seeing what happens without reacting. There’s nothing to be complacent about.
So is the idea of instant composition a rebellion against complacency?
When people ask me, why are you doing all those things playing all those notes? I say I really don’t know and I don’t want to know. That’s my reaction to your question.
Tonight you play at the Library of Congress. Do you know what the pool will play?
No, no, no. I never have, so why would I know?
There’s no set list?
No set list. Well, maybe we are going to play some certain pieces: they asked us, I have made some Ellington arrangements some years ago. And they want us to play some of those.
Any particular songs?
Yes, I think there is one guy at the library offices, Applebaum, who I think is the specialist on jazz affairs. So he is the author of the request I think. He asked, ‘Please could you play some of those arrangements for us?’ We do that sometimes, but not on order, that’s something we do almost never, but maybe we do it tonight.
After the performance here there is a workshop: Instant Composing for Everyone. I like that idea. I’d like to see the application of instant composition applied to other things beyond music.
That could be the subject of some thought, things that can be done immediately on the spot.
We could all use more spontaneity.
I talk about that, spontaneity. It’s a little word, there’s fake spontaneity and real spontaneity. What that is, I really don’t know anymore. Most of the time what I am doing has to do with some sort of pseudospontaneity. That’s what I call it.
Pseudo, in that it’s spontaneous and it’s not?
You could say that.
I did say that, but is that what you meant?
Yes, that’s what I meant to say and what I mean. For myself, I reject spontaneity as such because it gives you no clue in terms of if some empathy might come from it. And sometimes I think there is some value to it.
Are you still learning things yourself?
I am learning every time I think of certain music. What I most do with my time nowadays is not play anything, but only think my music. I could do this or that, would that give maybe an answer to the question of so and so and so? Could I do it? Or is it too difficult so I should I ask a real piano player to play it for me? I have written a piece in 1994 for Frederick Rojowski (sp?). Do you know that name?
I have to admit, I do not.
He’s a piano player, a very good one. He is now as old as I am, a little older perhaps. He asked if I would write a piece for him. He said there was a restriction, he said, “I am now an old and lazy player, so don’t write something too difficult.” He knew very well what was difficult because he was the guy who played Stockhausen‘s 11 piano pieces, a very mind-breaking and technique-breaking piece written at the end of the ’50s. He wanted something easier for an older avant-garde player, Ha ha. Whatever that is. So I started, but something happened that had never happened in my life. Within five bars the piece became very complex and very difficult to play. I thought he would never play it and he never did. We put it on the piano and he tried to play one phrase and said, “It’s too difficult, I would make mistake on mistake.” I admitted I had not kept my promise, I had to write this stupidly complex and difficult piece.
You had to?
My thoughts compelled me to write what I wrote.
Have you ever found anyone to play it?
Yes, I found a Dutch player, not a bad player. It’s called “Left, Right,” my piece. The left hand does one thing while the right is doing something else, then the left hand come back, then the right, and so it goes: left, right, left, right. This Dutch player could play about 85 percent of it. A very competent Japanese woman does even better, 89 percent.
What about you?
No. Ha. I am not a piano player.
I suppose it always helps to have skillful players to execute your concepts. Is that one of the reasons for the ICP?
Yes. I sometimes start to play something, and cannot, but I can think it and that’s enough for me. That’s enough because they can play it. There are always fragments I can take care of. With my piece, “Left, Right,” I can hit perhaps 12 percent. I can play something like the far nephew of the piece. That’s what I do when I improvise. You may still ask, why, what sense does all that make? And I still don’t have any answer for you. Ha ha!
So you can’t explain why you do what you do…
Don’t ask that. You should know by now what my answer will be. Let’s eat a good Indonesian spring roll. That’s an answer for the question. Ha!

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