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"this is really long + love her or hate her....she is brilliant. she cribs a lot in the beginning from Steve Albini's piece, but then gets it so right..." -cb
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June 14, 2000 | Today I want to talk about piracy and music. What is piracy? Piracy is the act of stealing an artist's work without any intention of paying for it. I'm not talking about Napster-type software.
I'm talking about major label recording contracts.
I want to start with a story about rock bands and record companies, and do some recording-contract math:
This story is about a bidding-war band that gets a huge deal with a 20 percent royalty rate and a million-dollar advance. (No bidding-war band ever got a 20 percent royalty, but whatever.) This is my "funny" math based on some reality and I just want to qualify it by saying I'm
positive it's better math than what Edgar Bronfman Jr. [the president and CEO of Seagram, which owns Polygram] would provide.
What happens to that million dollars?
They spend half a million to record their album. That leaves the band with $500,000. They pay $100,000 to their manager for 20 percent commission. They pay $25,000 each to their lawyer and business manager.
That leaves $350,000 for the four band members to split. After $170,000 in taxes, there's $180,000 left. That comes out to $45,000 per person.
That's $45,000 to live on for a year until the record gets released.
The record is a big hit and sells a million copies. (How a bidding-war band sells a million copies of its debut record is another rant entirely, but it's based on any basic civics-class knowledge that any of us have about cartels. Put simply, the antitrust laws in this country
are basically a joke, protecting us just enough to not have to re-name our park service the Phillip Morris National Park Service.)
So, this band releases two singles and makes two videos. The two videos cost a million dollars to make and 50 percent of the video production costs are recouped out of the band's royalties.
The band gets $200,000 in tour support, which is 100 percent recoupable.
The record company spends $300,000 on independent radio promotion. You have to pay independent promotion to get your song on the radio; independent promotion is a system where the record companies use middlemen so they can pretend not to know that radio stations -- the unified broadcast system -- are getting paid to play their records.
All of those independent promotion costs are charged to the band.
Since the original million-dollar advance is also recoupable, the band owes $2 million to the record company.
If all of the million records are sold at full price with no discounts or record clubs, the band earns $2 million in royalties, since their 20 percent royalty works out to $2 a record.
Two million dollars in royalties minus $2 million in recoupable expenses equals ... zero!
How much does the record company make?
They grossed $11 million.
It costs $500,000 to manufacture the CDs and they advanced the band $1 million. Plus there were $1 million in video costs, $300,000 in radio promotion and $200,000 in tour support.
The company also paid $750,000 in music publishing royalties.
They spent $2.2 million on marketing. That's mostly retail advertising, but marketing also pays for those huge posters of Marilyn Manson in Times Square and the street scouts who drive around in vans handing out black Korn T-shirts and backwards baseball caps. Not to mention trips to Scores and cash for tips for all and sundry.
Add it up and the record company has spent about $4.4 million.
So their profit is $6.6 million; the band may as well be working at a 7-Eleven.
Of course, they had fun. Hearing yourself on the radio, selling records, getting new fans and being on TV is great, but now the band doesn't have enough money to pay the rent and nobody has any credit.
Worst of all, after all this, the band owns none of its work ... they can pay the mortgage forever but they'll never own the house. Like I said: Sharecropping. Our media says, "Boo hoo, poor pop stars, they had a nice ride. Fuck them for speaking up"; but I say this dialogue is imperative. And cynical media people, who are more fascinated with celebrity than most celebrities, need to reacquaint themselves with their value systems.
When you look at the legal line on a CD, it says copyright 1976 Atlantic Records or copyright 1996 RCA Records. When you look at a book, though, it'll say something like copyright 1999 Susan Faludi, or David Foster Wallace. Authors own their books and license them to publishers. When the contract runs out, writers gets their books back. But record companies own our copyrights forever.
The system's set up so almost nobody gets paid.
Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA)
Last November, a Congressional aide named Mitch Glazier, with the support of the RIAA, added a "technical amendment" to a bill that defined recorded music as "works for hire" under the 1978 Copyright Act.
He did this after all the hearings on the bill were over. By the time artists found out about the change, it was too late. The bill was on its way to the White House for the president's signature.
That subtle change in copyright law will add billions of dollars to record company bank accounts over the next few years -- billions of dollars that rightfully should have been paid to artists. A "work for hire" is now owned in perpetuity by the record company.
Under the 1978 Copyright Act, artists could reclaim the copyrights on their work after 35 years. If you wrote and recorded "Everybody Hurts," you at least got it back to as a family legacy after 35 years. But now, because of this corrupt little pisher, "Everybody Hurts" never gets
returned to your family, and can now be sold to the highest bidder.
Over the years record companies have tried to put "work for hire" provisions in their contracts, and Mr. Glazier claims that the "work for hire" only "codified" a standard industry practice. But copyright laws didn't identify sound recordings as being eligible to be called "works
for hire," so those contracts didn't mean anything. Until now.
Writing and recording "Hey Jude" is now the same thing as writing an English textbook, writing standardized tests, translating a novel from one language to another or making a map. These are the types of things addressed in the "work for hire" act. And writing a standardized test is
a work for hire. Not making a record.
So an assistant substantially altered a major law when he only had the authority to make spelling corrections. That's not what I learned about how government works in my high school civics class.
Three months later, the RIAA hired Mr. Glazier to become its top lobbyist at a salary that was obviously much greater than the one he had as the spelling corrector guy.
The RIAA tries to argue that this change was necessary because of a provision in the bill that musicians supported. That provision prevents anyone from registering a famous person's name as a Web address without that person's permission. That's great. I own my name, and should be able to do what I want with my name.
But the bill also created an exception that allows a company to take a person's name for a Web address if they create a work for hire. Which means a record company would be allowed to own your Web site when you record your "work for hire" album. Like I said: Sharecropping.
Although I've never met any one at a record company who "believed in the Internet," they've all been trying to cover their asses by securing everyone's digital rights. Not that they know what to do with them. Go to a major label-owned band site. Give me a dollar for every time you
see an annoying "under construction" sign. I used to pester Geffen (when it was a label) to do a better job. I was totally ignored for two years, until I got my band name back. The Goo Goo Dolls are struggling to gain
control of their domain name from Warner Bros., who claim they own the name because they set up a shitty promotional Web site for the band.
Orrin Hatch, songwriter and Republican senator from Utah, seems to be the only person in Washington with a progressive view of copyright law. One lobbyist says that there's no one in the House with a similar view and that "this would have never happened if Sonny Bono was still alive."
By the way, which bill do you think the recording industry used for this
amendment?
The Record Company Redefinition Act? No. The Music Copyright Act? No.
The Work for Hire Authorship Act? No.
How about the Satellite Home Viewing Act of 1999?
Stealing our copyright reversions in the dead of night while no one was
looking, and with no hearings held, is piracy.
It's piracy when the RIAA lobbies to change the bankruptcy law to make
it more difficult for musicians to declare bankruptcy. Some musicians
have declared bankruptcy to free themselves from truly evil contracts.
TLC declared bankruptcy after they received less than 2 percent of the
$175 million earned by their CD sales. That was about 40 times less than
the profit that was divided among their management, production and
record companies.
Toni Braxton also declared bankruptcy in 1998. She sold $188 million
worth of CDs, but she was broke because of a terrible recording contract
that paid her less than 35 cents per album. Bankruptcy can be an
artist's only defense against a truly horrible deal and the RIAA wants
to take it away.
Artists want to believe that we can make lots of money if we're
successful. But there are hundreds of stories about artists in their 60s
and 70s who are broke because they never made a dime from their hit
records. And real success is still a long shot for a new artist today.
Of the 32,000 new releases each year, only 250 sell more than 10,000
copies. And less than 30 go platinum.
The four major record corporations fund the RIAA. These companies are
rich and obviously well-represented. Recording artists and musicians
don't really have the money to compete. The 273,000 working musicians in
America make about $30,000 a year. Only 15 percent of American
Federation of Musicians members work steadily in music.
But the music industry is a $40 billion-a-year business. One-third of
that revenue comes from the United States. The annual sales of
cassettes, CDs and video are larger than the gross national product of
80 countries. Americans have more CD players, radios and VCRs than we
have bathtubs.
Story after story gets told about artists -- some of them in their 60s
and 70s, some of them authors of huge successful songs that we all
enjoy, use and sing -- living in total poverty, never having been paid
anything. Not even having access to a union or to basic health care.
Artists who have generated billions of dollars for an industry die broke
and un-cared for.
And they're not actors or participators. They're the rightful owners,
originators and performers of original compositions.
This is piracy.
Technology is not piracy
This opinion is one I really haven't formed yet, so as I speak about
Napster now, please understand that I'm not totally informed. I will be
the first in line to file a class action suit to protect my copyrights
if Napster or even the far more advanced Gnutella doesn't work with us
to protect us. I'm on [Metallica drummer] Lars Ulrich's side, in other
words, and I feel really badly for him that he doesn't know how to
condense his case down to a sound-bite that sounds more reasonable than
the one I saw today.
I also think Metallica is being given too much grief. It's anti-artist,
for one thing. An artist speaks up and the artist gets squashed:
Sharecropping. Don't get above your station, kid. It's not piracy when
kids swap music over the Internet using Napster or Gnutella or Freenet
or iMesh or beaming their CDs into a My.MP3.com or MyPlay.com music
locker. It's piracy when those guys that run those companies make side
deals with the cartel lawyers and label heads so that they can be "the
labels' friend," and not the artists'.
Recording artists have essentially been giving
How about that musical ethics watchdog Pat Metheny?
"Wow, an amazing concise spew of bile and rage. First Metheny starts making noise records and dueting with Derek Bailey, then he shoots a fish (kenny g) in a barrel. 17,000 times. I predict next he replaces Eazy-E on the NWA
reunion tour." -bt
from www.patmethenygroup.com
Date: Jun 05 2000 Subject: Controversy and Kenny G
Question: Pat, could you tell us your opinion about Kenny G - it appears you were quoted as being less than enthusiastic about him and his music. I would say that most of the serious music listeners in the world would not find your opinion surprising or unlikely - but you were vocal about it for the first time. You are generally supportive of other musicians it seems.
Pat's Answer: kenny g is not a musician i really had much of an opinion about at all until recently. there was not much about the way he played that interested me one way or the other either live or on records. i first heard him a number of years ago playing as a sideman with jeff lorber when they opened a concert for my band. my impression was that he was someone who had spent a fair amount of time listening to the more pop oriented sax players of that time, like grover washington or david sanborn, but was not really an advanced player, even in that style. he had major rhythmic problems and his harmonic and melodic vocabulary was extremely limited, mostly to pentatonic based and blues-lick derived patterns, and he basically
exhibited only a rudimentary understanding of how to function as a professional soloist in an ensemble - lorber was basically playing him off the bandstand in terms of actual music. but he did show a knack for connecting to the basest impulses of the large crowd by deploying his two or three most effective licks (holding long notes
and playing fast runs - never mind that there were lots of harmonic clams in them) at the keys moments to elicit a powerful crowd reaction (over and over again) . the other main thing i noticed was that he also, as he does to this day, play horribly out of tune - consistently sharp.
of course, i am aware of what he has played since, the success it has had, and the controversy that has surrounded him among musicians and serious listeners. this controversy seems to be largely fueled by the fact that he sells an enormous amount of records while not being anywhere near a really great player in relation to the standards that have been set on his instrument over the past sixty or seventy years. and honestly, there is no small amount of envy involved from musicians who see one of their fellow players doing so well financially, especially when so many of them who are far superior as
improvisors and musicians in general have trouble just making a living. there must be hundreds, if not thousands of sax players around the world who are simply better improvising musicians than kenny g on his chosen instruments. it would really surprise me if even he disagreed with that statement. having said that, it has gotten me to thinking lately why so many jazz musicians (myself included, given the right "bait" of a question, as i will explain later) and audiences have gone so far as
to say that what he is playing is not even jazz at all.
stepping back for a minute, if we examine the way he plays, especially if one can remove the actual improvising from the often mundane background environment that it is delivered in, we see that his saxophone style is in fact clearly in the tradition of the kind of playing that most reasonably objective listeners WOULD normally quantify as being jazz. it's just that as jazz or even as music in a
general sense, with these standards in mind, it is simply not up to the level of playing that we historically associate with professional improvising musicians. so, lately i have been advocating that we go ahead and just include it under the word jazz - since pretty much of
the rest of the world OUTSIDE of the jazz community does anyway - and let the chips fall where they may.
and after all, why he should be judged by any other standard, why he should be exempt from that that all other serious musicians on his instrument are judged by if they attempt to use their abilities in an improvisational context playing with a rhythm section as he does? he
SHOULD be compared to john coltrane or wayne shorter, for instance, on his abilities (or lack thereof) to play the soprano saxophone and his success (or lack thereof) at finding a way to deploy that instrument in an ensemble in order to accurately gauge his abilities and put them in the context of his instrument's legacy and potential.
as a composer of even eighth note based music, he SHOULD be compared to herbie hancock, horace silver or even grover washington. suffice it to say, on all above counts, at this point in his development, he wouldn't fare well.
but, like i said at the top, this relatively benign view was all "until recently". not long ago, kenny g put out a recording where he overdubbed himself on top of a 30+ year old louis armstrong record, the track "what a wonderful world". with this single move, kenny g became one of the few people on earth i can say that i really can't use at all - as a man, for his incredible arrogance to even consider such a thing, and as a musician, for presuming to share the stage with the single most important figure in our music. this type of musical necrophilia - the technique of overdubbing on the preexisting tracks of already dead performers - was weird when natalie cole did it with her dad on "unforgettable" a few years ago, but it was her dad. when tony bennett did it with billie holiday it was bizarre, but we are talking about two of the greatest singers of the 20th century who were on roughly the same level of artistic accomplishment. when larry coryell presumed to overdub himself on top of a wes montgomery track, i lost a lot of the respect that i ever had for him - and i have to seriously question the fact that i did have respect for someone who could turn out to have have such unbelievably bad taste and be that disrespectful to one of my personal heroes. but when kenny g decided that it was appropriate for him to defile the music of the man who is probably the greatest jazz musician that has ever lived by spewing his lame-ass, jive, pseudo bluesy, out-of-tune, noodling, wimped out, fucked up playing all over one of the great louis's tracks (even one of his lesser ones), he did something that i would not have imagined possible. he, in one move, through his unbelievably pretentious and calloused musical decision to embark on this most cynical of musical paths, shit all over the graves of all the musicians past and present who have risked their lives by going out there on the road for years and years developing their own music inspired by the standards of grace that louis armstrong brought to every single note he played over an amazing
lifetime as a musician. by disrespecting louis, his legacy and by default, everyone who has ever tried to do something positive with improvised music and what it can be, kenny g has created a new low point in modern culture - something that we all should be totally embarrassed about - and afraid of. we ignore this, "let it slide", at
our own peril. his callous disregard for the larger issues of what this crass gesture implies is exacerbated by the fact that the only reason he possibly have for doing something this inherently wrong (on both human and musical terms) was for the record sales and the money it would bring. since that record came out - in protest, as insigificant as it may be, i encourage everyone to boycott kenny g recordings, concerts and anything he is associated with. if asked about kenny g, i will diss him and his music with the same passion that is in evidence in this
little essay. normally, i feel that musicians all have a hard enough time, regardless of their level, just trying to play good and don't really benefit from public criticism, particularly from their fellow players. but, this is different. there ARE some things that are sacred - and amongst any musician that has ever attempted to address jazz at even the most basic of levels, louis armstrong and his music is hallowed ground. to ignore
this trespass is to agree that NOTHING any musician has attempted to do with their life in music has any intrinsic value - and i refuse to do that. (i am also amazed that there HASN'T already been an outcry against this among music critics - where ARE they on this?????!?!?!?!- , magazines, etc.). everything i said here is exactly the same as what i would say to gorelick if i ever saw him in
person. and if i ever DO see him anywhere, at any function - he WILL get a piece of my mind and (maybe a guitar wrapped around his head.) NOTE: this post is partially in response to the comments that people have made regarding a short video interview excerpt with me that was posted on the internet taken from a tv show for young people (kind of like MTV) in poland where i was asked to address 8 to 11 year old kids on terms that they could understand about jazz. while enthusiastically describing the virtues of this great area of music, i was encouraging the kids to find and listen to some of the
greats in the music and not to get confused by the sometimes overwhelming volume of music that falls under the jazz umbrella. i went on to say that i think that for instance, "kenny g plays the dumbest music on the planet" - something that all 8 to 11 year kids on the planet already intrinsically know, as anyone who has ever spent any time around kids that age could confirm - so it gave us some common ground for the rest of the discussion. (ADDENDUM: the only thing wrong with the statement that i made was that i did not include the rest of the known universe.) the fact that this clip was released so far out of the context that it was delivered in is a drag, but it is now done. (it's unauthorized release out of context like that is symptomatic of the new electronically interconnected culture that we now live in - where pretty much anything anyone anywhere has ever said or done has the potential to become common public property at any time.) i was surprised by the polish people putting this clip up so far away from the use that it was intended -really just for the attention - with no explanation of the show it was made for - they (the polish people in general) used to be so hip and would have been unlikely candidates to do something like that before, but i guess everything is changing there like it is everywhere else. the only other thing that surprised me in the aftermath of the
release of this little interview is that ANYONE would be even a little bit surprised that i would say such a thing, given the reality of mr. g's music. this makes me want to go practice about 10 times harder, because that suggests to me that i am not getting my own musical message across clearly enough - which to me, in every single way and intention is diametrically opposed to what Kenny G seems to be after.
Aron Kay is Pieman
A J Weberman is a Garbologist
Rhino hand made is ok to work with, I bought their limited edition of Larry Fishers work. Forgot to post this when I got it, anyway :
Greetings Earthling!
This Monday, 22 May 2000, at Noon Pacific Daylight Savings Time [1900UTC], The Archivists at The Rhino Handmade Institute Of Petromusicologywill begin taking orders for DAVID PEEL & THE LOWER EAST SIDE 'And TheRest Is History: The Elektra Recordings'.
DAVID PEEL was, and still is, a street musician and political activist from the Lower East Side of New York City. With a collection of friends who became his bandmates, and who were eponymously called THE LOWER EAST SIDE, he recorded two groundbreaking albums of social reflections, urban tales and hippie mythology for Elektra Records. The first, entitled 'Have A Marijuana', was released in 1968. The second, 'The American Revolution', was released in 1970. Both were, well, what can we say, just exactly as you would think they would be from their album titles: Musical Counterculture Manifestos Presented With Guitars And Grins.
DAVID PEEL & THE LOWER EAST SIDE 'And The Rest Is History: The Elektra Recordings' collects both of these albums, remastered -of course- from the original tapes, as well as two previously unissued tracks recorded for, but not used on, the second album. It also includes a nifty informative booklet with Mr Peel's recollections of the recording of the albums and a track-by-track commentary on his composition of the songs.
Since their release three decades ago, legions of bipedal non-hoofed ungulates from all around the world have adopted several songs from these DAVID PEEL & THE LOWER EAST SIDE albums as the equivalent of National Anthems. And, since these two Elektra albums, David has continued to record and release albums which express his unique vision and musical viewpoints as well as remain active as an icon, advocate and volunteer for social and political reform in which he strongly believes.
So return with us now to the time of pink prismed eyeglasses, hand-rolled patchouli incense and colorfully patched denims. To the time of co-ed bodypainting, cross-country Volkswagen expeditions and 'In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida' played at full volume. To the time of peace, love and understanding before Warfare was conducted from Satellites, before generic names of Antibiotics were Household Words and before Cynicism became a full-time National Sport.
Both 'Have A Marijuana' and 'The American Revolution' have been out of print in the United States for about a quarter of a century and neither has ever before been released on compact disc anywhere on Planet Earth. How blessed then that The Archivists at The Rhino Handmade Institute Of
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The complete track listing for DAVID PEEL & THE LOWER EAST SIDE 'And The Rest Is History: The Elektra Recordings' is at the bottom of this e-mail. And sound samples for every track will be available on the Rhino Handmade Website this coming Monday at Noon.
When we again meet I shall certainly bring you word of the next Rhino Handmade release though, as I write this, The Archivists are not yet certain whether it will be long out-of-print 1950s treasures from JACK WEBB or a previously unreleased album from the mid-1990s by THE SKY
KINGS. (As you should know by now, The Archivists are a very wacky and very musically diverse lot.) Anyway between now and then I promise you that, if nothing else, we will
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[Mr Hand carefully reads each and every e-mail you send but, regretfully, cannot always personally answer each one.
DAVID PEEL & THE LOWER EAST SIDE
'And The Rest Is History: The Elektra Recordings'
Catalogue Number: RHM2 7713
ALL TIMES APPROXIMATE
[Approximately 67:45 Total Time]
1. Mother Where Is My Father? 3:07
2. I Like Marijuana 5:17
3. Here Comes A Cop 2:36
4. I've Got Some Grass 0:38
5. Happy Mother's Day 2:06
6. Up Against The Wall 1:44
7. I Do My Bawling In The Bathroom 6:51
8. The Alphabet Song 2:27
9. Show Me The Way To Get Stoned 2:28
10. We Love You 3:15
Tracks 1 to 10 taken from Elektra album EKS-74032 'HAVE A MARIJUANA'
11. Lower East Side 3:12
12. Pledge Of Allegiance 0:36
13. Legalize Marijuana 2:57
14. Oink, Oink 3:48
15. I Want To Get High 4:59
16. I Want To Kill You 4:22
17. Girls Girls Girls 4:33
18. Hey Mr. Draft Board 4:31
19. God 3:03
Tracks 11 to 19 taken from Elektra album EKS-74069 'THE AMERICAN REVOLUTION'
21. I Am A Runaway 3:34
Tracks 20 and 21 are PREVIOUSLY UNRELEASED <1970>
Hell's Angle: The Life and Times of Sonny Barger and The Hell's Angles Motorcycle Club
MORE-MUSIC,MORE-MUSIC,MORE-MUSIC,MORE-MUSIC:
6/2 - Ian Hunter @ Bowery Ballroom
6/3 - Shell @ The Cooler
"SHELL "Shell is Swell" (Abaton) CD $13.99
"Marianne Nowottny, teen queen of the glissando vocals, teams up with her best friend Donna Bailey for their second release. These spokeswomen for
freaky girls everywhere give us a reminder that men do not understand women (and never will!). It's girl's night out, and throbs of distortion set the scene: spooooky. Minor chords march up and down: PJ Harvey and early Tom Waits are definite influences, but Nowottny's style is her own -- not even the late Marc Bolan could slide up to notes like this. If you love the first minute, you'll love the entire record." [GF - Other Music]
"Harry Smith's Anthology Of American Folk Music, Volume Four" (Revenant) 2xCD $29.99
"It's almost fifty years since Folkways released the three volumes of Harry Smith's "Anthology Of American Folk Music," and thousands of words have
been written about the thousands of lives it supposedly changed. But even the thunderous publicity given the 1997 CD reissue didn't reveal that we were only given three-quarters of the story. The original three volumes were colored green, red and blue, which, in Smith's highly personal alchemical system, were meant to symbolize water, fire, and air. Smith intended to complete the series with a fourth volume, colored yellow and symbolizing earth. He assembled a track list and began work on his notes, but the release was derailed by an argument with a Folkways representative, who insisted that he include a Delmore Brothers song celebrating the reelection of FDR. Now Revenant has reverentially stepped in and released the 28 items on Smith's list, on two CDs tucked into a beautiful 96-page hardcover book featuring essays and descriptions by Ed Sanders, Greil Marcus, John Fahey, John Cohen, and Dick Spottswood. Nothing can replace Smith's lost notes, though, so the correlations he intended to make between his selections will remain a mystery. And, ironically, the excitement which Smith's efforts first engendered might even make this volume a bit superfluous for some collectors, as other reissues have rendered the works of performers such as the Carter Family, Uncle Dave Macon, Leadbelly, Robert Johnson, and others considerably less esoteric than they once were.
>Nevertheless, there are rarities here, by the likes of the Arthur Smith Trio, Sister Clara Hudmon, Al Hopkins and His Buckle Busters, and more, and every selection is worth owning. Dark, haunting, an elegant work of American backyard surrealism, this set comes as close as anything probably mever will to completing a seminal work of recorded popular music." [AL - Other Music]
Links : NO LINKS (put on your sneakers and walk over)
OHM The Early Gurus of Electronic Music
VON DUTCH
More great info on a guy who was completely under the radar prior to the net.
Gene !
In response to your letter and book. First off I have never read any books other than trade manuals-motorcycle engines or guns. I am not nor ever interested in people, only in what they make. When I was in business I gave them some courtesy and did not speak my mind. Now I have know reason to do that. So they get the truth and hopefully they go away. I also not use the telephone either anymore. I use people to make money or to lift heavy things for me. And would just as soon see everything covered in concrete. I don’t like mud or keeping care of landscaping. I went through a lot of crap with my wife because I wanted sex. When my kids were in there teens I wasn’t to go through all that shit. So I left them completely alone with any pain in the ass relatives.
Religion, All of them are bullshit! Happens the Christians are fucking up the world the worst than the others. They are the only one with a healer so they capture sick people more.
So gett off me with it!
BYE
VonDutch
V.D. Home Page ?
More Von Dutch info.
V.D. Gallery
Great Bio and pics
post mortem rip off
Site Listing NYC Restaurant Inspections Starts a Feeding Frenzy on the Web - nyt metro 5/18
"The city's Department of Health created an instant sensation among food-crazed (read : health concerned) New Yorkers yesterday by inaugurating a Web site listing every blemish noted by inspectors at all licensed restaurants in the five boroughs."
J.C. Community Bulletin Board 5/16 :
From Brian @ WFMU :
Hello friends,
www.wfmu.org now has a discussion board for listeners , click here for the "message board".
"We're giving it a trial run, so feel free to post any pertinent info and start threads-a-plenty. It will probably go down as soon as the topic turns to Fred Durst, or male DJs here start pathetically hassling female posters for dates, whichever comes first." - Brian
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Is there room in your life for a new dog ?
A friend is trying to place two puppies in a good home. If you know someone that might want one or both of these cuties, you can contact Michael at the number below.
Otis/bill
"I came across two puppies in a junk yard that need homes.
They're 10 wks. old & very very cute. shepard, chow, pit bull mother, rottie father. (big paws).
I know one's a male, reddish brown, more rottie looking, not sure of the sex of the second, lighter tannish-brown, more shepard looking.
If you know anyone who might be interested, the poor little guys are living outside w/ no mommie or daddie, very little human contact. The guy owns a towing company, and keeps them in a dog house in the parking lot. they're well fed and healthy looking . He's given away the other six of the litter & would be happy to find homes for these two. the mother dissapeared.
I found them quite friendly and eager to make somebody a happy new parent. again, very good looking puppies. (and we all know mutts are the way to go!)
Please forward to anyone who might be interested.
and leave a comment to be recontacted. - ed
Went to see Mr Quinntron and Miss Pussycat last Wednesday night at the Polish home in Greenpoint Bklyn. They went on at midnight. He played many of the songs off of "These Hands of Mine" his latest release. They opted against preforming on the actual stage as the rest of the acts did and set up on the gym floor. The crowd formed a large circle around him, his bigole Hammond organ and Miss Pussycat w/ mic. He busted funky trance grooves from his low tec, home-made rhythm machine "drum buddy" and Miss Pussycat sang punk sharp back up licks a la' B-52 girls. They are from New Orleans and he has a very dark, swamp-voodoo gumbo of influences which include early 70's Sparks, late 70's punk and new-wave (from B-52's to Suicide), R and R (JeryLee Lewis), R and B (Stax) and a hard rock edge (read Deep Purple).
Afterwards he and Miss Pussycat preformed her hand puppet theater which included a heavy metal puppet band that received encores.
After that he came back and did a semi-pro style demonstration of "Drum Buddy" which seamed to use a modified Victrola and interchangeable cartridges made from 45 records glued to cardboard (?).
This guy, for being stuck in an analog world is breathing new life into all those old genres and makes live music still feel new and vital and worth staying out past midnight on a school night.
ALSO :
I'd like to second D.F.s choice of Nick Drake as music worth spending your $ on, so if you haven't done so yet, please reconsider. I went ahead and bought the box cd set which included all 3 of his original albums plus an outakes disc. This super cool English folky guy died at like 27 yo cause he was too fucking sensitive to survive in this crusty ass world. He wrote many beautiful love songs to his true love, a female named Mary Jane. Only thing is, she wasn't a human but a plant. It will make you want to cry.
“Albert Kahn,1869-1942, an architect of German-Jewish origin, born 1869 (Rhaunen, Germany) died 1942 (Detroit), had an astonishing career fromthe beginning of this century. He is best known for his industrial architecture as related to the rising auto industry and the US war effort in World War I and World War II. He was responsible not only for almost all of the major industrial plants of the Big Three and other auto manufacturers in the US, but also for aviation industry plants, hospitals, banks, commercial buildings, public buildings, temples, libraries, clubs and over one hundred beautiful mansions.
During the Great Depression in the US, the Soviet Union government comissioned him to design most of the industrial complexes of the so-called Five Year Plan, which turned out to be more than 530 plants in a period of two-and-a-half years.
His aesthetic in industrial architecture was adopted by the leading architects of the Bauhaus movement and, with the increasing influence of the so-called International Style, it shaped the twentieth century's architecture as a whole.”
Smithsonian Sketchbook
U of M Image Archeives
Great Buildings Online
A.K and associates home site
A.K a film
Detroit News Tribute
The Fabulous Ruins of Detroit
Juventude ! 5/9 - Pantsuit exclusive !
Juventudles ! - May 8 - Happy belated Birthday Jim !
and Happy berated Birthday Don Rickles (74).
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“A long time ago, John Scott was a surf photographer. During the 60’s he took a photo of glassy, evening Stockton Avenue that became one of the most popular SURFER posters ever. Sometime between then and now, Scott had a change of heart, and decided that cameras, the media and the surf-industrial complex were a dagger aimed straight at the heart of surfing. He chose to express his views by writing them in Magic-Marker on the exterior of his car. When a surf contest rolls into Santa Cruz, Scott rises early, grabs a choice parking spot along the walkway to Streamer Lane and presents his views to anyone who will read or listen.”
The Car writing includes the following passages :
Surfing Contests have no authority without your recognition, disregard them.
Contest surfers interfere with us every day of the year. Competition is a contagious virus injected by the media.
Ban the hostile take-over forever.
Wave riding lacks an immune system - without one the wilderness experience suffers.
Competition makes the rat race run faster, Your participation adds momentum to it.
BOYCOTT ALL CONTEST SPONSORS.
If it is illegal to have an open alcohol-container at the beach, how can it be acceptable to advertise at the beach, Just say No! Stop surfing under the influence - deprogram yourself, de-pressurise Surfing. Only hot surfers can burn cool surfers. TURN OFF THE RADIATION.
The crowd hates it-self - with good cause. If you hate the crowd, turn off the crowd machinery. Blackout the media. The ever increasing crowds of hyper aggressive surfers are living proof that surf movies and surfing magazines cultivate crowds of well conditioned consumers. It takes time, make surf photographers pay. Surfers, don't feel obligated to donate you day(s). Demand pay.
Make them pay per-hour or make them go Away.
When it becomes too dangerous and too competitive to enjoy riding waves, do you know whom to blame ? Blame your self. Blame yourself if you allow Surf Photographers to use you as unpaid stunt men. (ego feed is not payment) Blame yourself if you tolerate being an unpaid extra. BLAME YOURSELF IF YOU ATTEND SURF MOVIES. BLAME YOURSELF IF YOU SUPPORT THESE PARASITES.
If you you recognize the problem, be part of the Solution deprogram yourself - De-pressurise wave riding.
If even ten surfers each day would demand pay from all the surf photographers then either they would pay or they would go away and either way. wave riding conditions would improve. You have the right to on-the-spot compensation. otherwise you serve the media as a slave.
From SURFER Mag. 7/92 Vol.33 No.7
"They Built This City on Rock and Roll New York's most important rock artists come together to spin some freaky old yarn by Carlo McCormick May 2, 2000 for EdificeRex
No one would dispute that this naked city of ours offers an ideal backdrop for stories of any kind. And on May 7, you can expect some of the best, as an unbelievable (and still coalescing) cast of characters culled from New York City's rock and roll underground will gather to swap war stories and bizarre tales of music and mischief. Rock in New York: The Sound and the Stories celebrates forty years of local rock music -- a scene that is, in the words of Stonewall vet and Danceteria founder Jim Fouratt, "The epicenter of that messy, erotic lust for life that confronts everything dull, sedentary and boring."
Organized by sixty-five-years-young wizard of rock, Giorgio Gomelsky, the night's lineup of both stories and musical performances is, characteristically, not yet set in stone. But a casual flip through Gomelsky's decades-spanning
Rolodex promises to yield a roster of the famous and infamous alike.Gomelsky, after all, came to New York in the seventies with a stint as the manager and producer of the Yardbirds under his belt, not to mention the credit for having introduced the Rolling Stones to the Beatles. And if Gomelsky's cred isn't enough, music critic John Strasbaugh also lent a hand in assembling Rock in New York's participants.
Confirmed names on the lineup run the gamut from seventy-six-year-old Tuli Kupferberg, of the scandalous pioneering Sixties ensemble the Fugs, to self-taught, seventeen-year-old art-rock prodigy, Marianne Nowottny. Also on
board will be David Johansen, the former New York Dolls front man turned louche bandleader Buster Poindexter; Sonic Youth's Lee Ranaldo; M. Doughty, formerly of the jazz-art-noise act Soul Coughing; and MTV's acerbic newsman Kurt Loder. And the rumors have been flying: Don't be surprised if local legends like, say, Joey Ramone, Ronnie Spector, Lenny Kaye or even Patti Smith show up to put their two cents in. (But you didn't hear that from us.)
Strasbaugh has transformed the Bowery Ballroom stage into the definitive Gotham rock bar and has arranged the performances chronologically, beginning with the last days of Tin Pan Alley glory and ending with the kids who are carrying the transgressive torch today. That's about all we can tell you, though: None of the performers we spoke to has a clue about how the night will actually go down. Of course, given the subject matter and the names on the bill, what else is new?
The spirit of the event, however, is easier to pin down. Participant Danny Fields, the maverick manager who once "couldn't get the Stooges or the Ramones arrested," is most excited about the younger musicians in attendance. He believes these young'uns are still discovering "what it is to rock out, to be yourself, your own generation, and not live by old virtuoso standards." Bebe Buell (Liv Tyler's mom and Todd Rundgren's ex) may be busy working on her autobiography for St. Martin's Press, but she's even more excited about the second part of the evening, when the bands take the stage: "I'm not there to talk, I'm there to rock!" (Not hard to figure out what Steven Tyler loved about her.) And even though the night is a celebration of all things dark and deviant, show up and you'll be doing somebody some good: Proceeds from the $15-per-ticket event will benefit Flemister House, which provides lodging to people suffering from AIDS.
Rock in New York: The Sound and the Stories May 7, stories at 5 p.m., concert at 8 p.m.; Bowery Ballroom, 6 Delancey Street, (212) 533-2111; $15 Carlo McCormick is the senior editor of Paper Magazine"
Juventudes ! - 5/4 - and spoilers and beowulf and his horse
Juventudes ! 5/3/00 - Ladatudes, Nadatudes !
Bidding for the boat By Daryl Lindsey May 3, 2000
"EBay has a mess on its hands after a rogue auctioneer tries to sell Elián's "genuine" raft."
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