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Got to hang out with Jeff Hull this winter as it turned into spring. He was preparing for a show at the Hall Space and we sort of took the piece I wrote a couple of years ago as a starting point, broke down the staging and started again, talking about what his art was, and iterating through til we came up with this piece. April always brings Titanic memories. Now, Titanic Transmissions as well. Let's get a buzz on! - Jack Vaughan Jeff Hull's Titanic Transmissions is on display at the HallSpace, 950 Dorchester Avenue Dorchester, MA 02125, weekends through May 24 ! Other times by appointment. Titanic Transmissions Walk the streets and hear the children singing - The Ship Went Down - A folk song – it will stick. Tells a story like the blues. The picture of the ship - its radio transmitting. It was always there. Titanic. DitDitDaDitDit dashes - images from Jeff Hull in Titanic Transmissions. Hull who bicycling down city alley hears the same sirens ...

This site hasn’t written about Bob Dylan for awhile. Here goes. He has a new mix out, 2008. His fave raves. Artists Choice: Bob Dylan – Music That Matters To Him . Came into some Starbucks, which is another story, but I said why buy a lot of coffee? So I go in there and buy a CD off the rack. From the Artists Choice series. Bob Dylan – Music That Matters To Zim. And unlike Theme Time Radio show, this has no theme. ‘Stuff I am listening to when you asked what I was listening to’ he explains as the selection criteria. Pee Wee Crayton, The Stanley Brothers, Sol Hoopi and others. Numbers, really. Good discs. Slick records. Unevenly: Life Like. ‘There are a lot of different ways a record can get under your skin,’ he tells Starbucks Entertainment. Anyway it was the best thing I ever got at a Starbucks. There is Pee Wee Clayton guitar intro the spitting image of Revolution by John Lennon and the Beatles. The sad café of Gus Visier French gypsy accordionist doing Flambee Montalbanaise (Valse)....

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A very sad month this March. Cecelia’s mother Westein Boston Estrada died March 14 in Pasadena. Of course, my great debt to Wes is that she brought Cecelia into the world. She also let me into her world, which was a hard working positive place. She brought her children up much by herself, working long hours, to keep the house bill met, and keep the kids on the path. Very remarkable. Very spiritual. Wonderful to visit in Chicago. She would paint. She would make tamales. She appreciated things. I remember her bringing in the battery of her big black Galaxy between outings, to keep the Ford from being stolen. That is tough, but she was up. Life was hard, and she’d feel blue, but always happy to see you, to see family, to see the kids. Everyone was happy when they were with her, and full of fun though a teetotaler. I’d tell her a story, she’d say ‘Mercy!” She would thoughtfully send a little money to us, and say 'I am sending a skinny check.' Good humor. These two pictures here ...

This is the third site for this thing... Needed some fixing... it is an excerpt. I came to know Sunnyland Slim through Harry Duncan and Paul DeMark. It was through Harry as well that I came to know John Sinclair. John was doing a radio show in New Orleans, and writing and performing what I called ‘Blues Poetry.’ He heard of my book, ‘Sunnyland Blues’ through Harry, and was very generous in compliments. Years later we were able to hook up, and to converse for magnetic media. The idea I had was to take John’s commentary on the art of blues poetry, and scribe that into a screed or broadside that he might add to the folio he would peddle as he conveyed his messages in the States and the world beyond. We met up multiple times, but usually briefly and never quite pulled that type of thing together. But I talked to him via email just before he moved to Europe, and he was cool with the idea of me posting whatever it was I’d compiled anytime anyplace anyhow. Thinking way back - I described my ...

When Tiny Lund went to Egypt land It was as it was with him - as it was with Tiny Big! That was the joke! Barely fitting as he crawled in the driver’s window of the Number 21 Ford Dwarfed it if he stood Astride it. Red And white Number 21 ENGLISH MOTORS He’d go through flames and In and among the pyramids In his serial day high sweeping sprays of sand followed In the Ford late model stocker Raging through papyri tree groves the Nascar Desert Fox Lund Surprising all cause he wasn’t so fast but one day he’d win big. don’t blink. Tiny Lund Winks - chance speaks To the sphinx. -- Jack Vaughan, 2008

Online and mainstream media reports that country crooner Slim Whitman died on his 84th birthday are wrong, the singer told the Times-Union . Whitman said he thinks another musician he's known for years somehow got the wrong message out and it spread from there. Several Web sites attributed it to a posting on The Nashville Tennessean, which pulled the item before it appeared in the paper. The entertainment editor at the newspaper did not want to comment about it. It was Whitman's yodeling rendition of "Indian Love Call" that ultimately repelled Martian invaders during the administration of James Dale [Jack Nicholson] in 1996 . His sound is unearthly - like a human therimin. In keeping with the recent Superbowl motif, we ask you to visit my 2005 HalfTime Dream. Would it were Slim and not Petty in '08.