Boston Jack Vaughan's Personal Ruminations on the Arts & Sciences
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My brother and I went to see Shane and the Popes at a place on Landsdowne. Later, a bartender I knew told me Shane n was seen next door drinking 10 gins at Mamakin (place next door) just before going on. He came on sweating and he had two big fans right in front of him set. We had found a place standing right at the stage. Good view. That was not wise because these big droogs started bashing into each other and basically we were in the way and candidates from broken arms etc. So went onto the stage, where a guard was about to block us. But in sign language I explained we were normal people, weren't going to mosh, and and we were just going round the big amps and then back into the safer part peripheral of the crowd again. That found us on stools at the very far back of the bar. We'd seen Shane and the Popes and we could hear them fine in the back. But, at some point he broke into Cracklin Rose. "Neil Diamond?" I asked my brother, Mike. "Wow" Un-cool beyond cool. The joint was rockin. Have to see this! We came back to watch more closely. But safely outside the front and center. It sounded great. I imagine versions of Cracklin Rose were on the Irish Hit Parade on Saturdays. I learned later it is a song about cheap wine (Gypsy Rose, Wild Irish Rose) - I think this was before Sweet Caroline became an anthem at Fenway. Saw a picture of Shane with Bruce Sprinsteen recently. Looks like he has slowed down. Saw the Pogues with Mike when they first came over here (also on Landsdowne) with Kait O'Riordan on bass and a St Patrick's Day at the Orpheum after Sean had rejoined. Always a remarkable show..
Through a cyclone fence up in Milwaukee//I got up the gumption and Talked to Bo Diddley!\
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My cousins were older.... and they had the Look walk and swagger. Black leather too. Like Eddie Cochran, god bless him!
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Ray Charles was doing so good, then, by today's standards, he died so young. This kind of crossover of musical styles is less crisp today than in past. In Ray's hands, totally excellent. Remember his advice: "Get paid in ones." 2012
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I think I saw Frank Morgan play at a small club on 2nd Ave in NYC back in the early '70s. It was heavy stuff. My guide - Jim Haas was familiar with his name and said it was a rare opportunity. We used to bounce between jazz, rock, folk. Also got to "Slugs" one time to see Archie Shepp. So glad that the Frank Morgan story has endurance resilience redemption. He was in between things, I'd guess, when we saw him. Can't guarantee.
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On Sweet Woman from Maine by Robert Lockwood. This could be a conjured recollection, but I think I was with him when someone asked Robert what possessed him to write this song. I think he said he was trying to think of as far away place as possible. Sunnyland Slim plays piano on it.
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Back in the day WBCN would live broadcast concerts. You could find somebody with a tape deck to record it for you while you were at the concert. Let the Good Tapes Roll!
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A shout-out to my spouse Jack Vaughan on his prose poem written about Sunnyland Slim (Albert Luandrew). His work entitled, SUNNYLAND BLUES (self-published 1979 and copyrighted); portions of which are recited by John Sinclair in Sunnyland Train; woven with Robert Palmer's descriptions of his version of Sunny's bio.
When in the Boston-area for poetry readings, John would visit us at our Mission Hill home. (Inbox me for details if you're interested in a copy of SUNNYLAND BLUES by Jack Vaughan and Sunnyland Slim.) - C.
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THE FROGS '[SATIRE} - he Frogs were seriously underrated. I know the second LP was a disappointment, and the Live record was unnecessary. Too bad singer went solo. They all did too many side-projects. But their 17 minute version of Season of the Witch kills it. Bullfrog Blues is unsurpassed. Rivet, She Said=Priceless. Frog Hop: Pedestrian. Hope they have a reunion tour. Not sure how many of the originals are still croaking...
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The Ratskellar Kenmore Sq - Did they ever fix the light in the men's room? Did they ever fix the light in the men's room?Did they ever fix the light in the men's room? No, that would be too obvious.
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Imagine Freddie King doing Im Going Down - Thinking bout Freddie King. Thank God Rolling Stone remembered him on their list! Would that he always will be recalled. He did some stuff with Leon Russel on Shelter before departing. Here is is doing one of the biggest killer numbers of all time...I'm Going Down [Aside: Once got to saw Peter Green do this at Roxy in Boston .. it's a wonder the building [it was inside the old Bradford Hotel - blues hotel in my book] stood. Shut that barroomdoor! Im going back to Tuscanooga, see sister Irene Ford!
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The Who started out doing incredibly inept versions of American R&B (James Brown's I Dont Mind covered here. I recently saw an early footage of them doing HeatWave. With just three pieces how could it be done? Well they made do, and the bad impersonations turned into something good, Herman. Of course alot was owed to Link Wray on the guitarist's part. Now we are just talking three chords, here. but that can be ocean. They looked for a name to describe it: They called in Maximum R&B
How many beautiful bodies/can Dylan garner a night --/ 50 - 100? How many can James Dickey garner'/two - or three?/How do all the girls with beautiful bodies /who get aced out, for dickey or dylan feel? - Poetry & Beautiful Bodies (1970) Came to learn from Dave Murray recently that great Milwaukee poet Bob Watt died. It happened in January. It was old news to many, but it was new news to me. This set the mind neuros to popping. I think I’m going back to the time when Bob Watts’ poetry first blew my mind. I remember when I first heard Bob Watts poetry: it was sudden and familiar. Music of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, the Midwest. Most importantly it said that poetry was right here, where we were. Not far. Moreover it did not have to wear a sportscoat. One with leather elbow patches. Watt was an exterminator. On the outskirts. His obit tells us he was in the service in Japan. That gave him a jump on Zen, maybe. In a local night club, a girl got drunk/ And yelled, “I...
Jeff Hull came by recently to check Jake’s portfolio. And we kind of looked at some of Jeff's own more recent stuff together. Which is on the Web via some shows he’s had in recent years. Now I am stuck as anyone reading this will agree with words. Which provide a poor translation of what goes on in true visual art. Here goes. Jeff Hull’s paintings transcend a life time; they cut through blue paradises of art think and explode, exotic, rich and watery. The ordinary world is here, and is seen in a universe of visual indications. Cells of modern mind float on the canvas, and one painting enters another. Images flop along side stones emanating molecular progressions. Color is all over the place, and you are on a magical ride. This art is feedback music in the domain of the eyeball. The sky, the ferns the beat. I see stories. I apply cut-up technique. The stuff pops up at you in spectral neural displays. Jeff’s objects comet forth. You attach what you bring. Ferns, boobs, dripped...
Here’s this years picks that clicked. This year I’m gonna focus on songs rather than albums. Don’t know, may have done that last year too, for that matter. As we’ve said, the industry is moving back to this idea of the single. And it is probably what people want, and what the artists are capable of. I don’t mind paying 99 cents to see if there is a there there, as for example, with JJ Cale and Eric Clapton, or Cat Ibraham Stevens or the Holy Modal Rounders meet Godzilla. But before I babble on too much … here is the List of Jack’s Best 2006. The Levee’s Gonna Break - Bob Dylan, from Modern Times Till I Gain Control Again - Van Morrison, from Pay the Devil That Kind of Fool – Jerry Lee Lewis (duet with Keith Richards), from Last Man Standing Maimed Happiness – The New York Dolls, from One Day it Will Please Us to Remember Even This This Is Us – Mark Knopfler and Emmy Lou Harris Buried Alive in the Blues – Chicago Blues Reunion, from Buried Alive in the Blues But different th...
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