Tuesday, July 31, 2007
turned out for Tom Terrell and the dc space reunion
Sunday night. As promised the performances started
in the late afternoon and ended around 1:30 a.m.-
running over time only about 25 minutes.
It was unbelievable efficiency in action.
Hats off to the crew at 9:30!
The legend that is ... Chuck Brown.
As promised Tiny Desk Unit virtually reunited
with Michael Barron on the West Coast. Bob Boilen
is playing and working a tiny Mac, while Susan Mumford
How cool is that?
The Howling Mad with Michael Reidy who can still
deliver a band with energy from outside this universe.
The Beatnik Flies and Mark Noone played together like
they've been doing it forever (which they kind of have
though not with each other)
I'm leaving tons of people out because I was too busy yacking.
If anyone has good pictures- send 'em to me.
All present gave their all- and all were proof positive
that you're never too old to rock this town.
The dc space reunion/benefit at the 9:30 was a success. Here's a bunch of ole friends getting their tickets early on. ( If you were around you know who they are- I see at least two deejays and a bar manager from my dim past)
I don't know about these guys, but it took me a whole day to recover.
Way more pix and a full report later.
Friday, July 27, 2007
I know I've been ranting, but this is the last call for the dc space reunion/benefit for Tom T. Here's the scoop- the "new" 9:30 Club is located at 815 V Street NW, near Howard University Hospital, and right around the corner from the now bustling U Street corridor. There is a pay lot near the club and some street parking. The Metro stop is U Street /Cordoza- two blocks away. The doors open at 4; performances start at 4:30 and go on pretty much non- stop until 1 a.m. Sunday.
Expect art, poetry, music, dance and the unexpected. It's an all ages venue, so bring the off spring, bring your friends, bring everybody.
And tonight, catch The Hula Monsters free at Lubber Run Park in Arlington. Show starts at 8 p.m.
OK. Thirty years was a long time ago. Jimmy Carter was president. Star Wars came out. Elvis Presley was still alive. (until August) Disco was in, though punk was here. The Ramones' "Teenage Lobotomy" and The Sex Pistols' "God Save the Queen" were up against The Eagles and Fleetwood Mac. Alice Cooper went into rehab; Elvis didn't make it. Talking Heads and the B 52s were coming up. The funk band, Parliament put out "Get Down and Boogie". Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd were still touring. (All that music and my class picked Boz Scagg's "Lido Shuffle" as our song.)
On the dark side, Debby Boone was elected best new artist. My college housemate played "You Light Up My Life" for more than two hours straight- an experience which scarred me for life.
And last but not least, dc space opened its doors.
My memory is crystal clear, but for those of you who are little hazy, and you know who you are, here's a little primer on just some of the names performing this Sunday at the dc space reunion @ the 9:30 club :
Marshall Keith, (Slickee Boys)
Martha Hull, (Slickee Boys, DCeats, the Steady Jobs, The Dynettes)
and Bob Berberich (The Hangmen, Grin, Rossyln Mountain Boys)
are all in Ottley.
Boyd Farrell, (Black Market Baby)
Mike Dolfi, (Black Market Baby)
and Sean Saley (Government Issue, Moodroom)
are in Rustbuckit.
Michael Reidy, ( Razz, Nightman)
Abaad Behram ( Razz, Johnny Bombay & the Reactions)
and Doug Tull( Razz Tommy Keene Billy Coulter)
are in The Howling Mad.
Also, Mark Noone ( Slickee Boys and too many bands to mention) will perform for the first time with The Beatnik Flies, an historic event.
Speaking of too many bands to mention, the performances are limited to ten minutes each and scheduled from 4:30 p.m. until 1 a.m. with five minute change overs. (This is not the old 9:30 by the way, but a very professional night club with a huge staff.) All kinds of music and performing arts will be going on- see previous posts for a large, but partial list.
I would pay twenty dollars just to see a few of these acts, but most importantly this event will help our friend, Tom Terrell and his ongoing struggle with cancer. Not a fun fight or a fair fight, but he's fighting just the same. Please come and celebrate the local scene here, past and present, and give a hand to Tom. Besides being a good cause, it's going to be a great party.
(Michael Reidy @ the 9:30 Club, 2006 by Steve Edgar)
Thursday, July 26, 2007
(picture by Adam Fenster)
This just in-Chuck Brown,
our own "godfather of go-go', will be joining the line up Sunday at the dc space reunion at the 9:30 Club, as well as the magician, Alain Nu.
Plus jazz guys, Hamlet Bluiett and Oliver Lake.
Going back in time, Tiny Desk Unit will perform a muti-media trans-continental feat with
Michael Barron virtually playing from the left coast, while Susan Mumford and Bob Boilen appear here in real time.
(Might be more magical than the magician.)
Also look for Robert Goldstein of the Urban Verbs playing guitar with four back- up singers.
Doors open at 4 p.m.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
can you name these bands?
You could see them THIS SUNDAY July 29th at the dc space reunion/benefit for Tom Terrell at the 9:30 club.
(They are: Ottley, Rustbuckit, The Beatnik Flies)
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Back in the day, 1977 to be exact, one of the scarier walks at night was between dc space and the old 9:30 Club. People may be leery of the new 9:30 Club's urban setting on V street, but back then there was nothing open and lit between 930 F Street and 7th and E. (except maybe those adult places on 9th) There was a truly scary pedestrian mall where the Portrait Gallery is, or you could skirt around that through a parking lot. But it was worth it. Once you got to either of those places, there was music and poetry and people interested in whatever was new inside. ( And sometimes a lunatic from the bus stop outside Space would reel through) Bill Warrell and his mother, Susan had a vision, and they made it happen- way back when DC was NOT the place to be anymore- "space was the place".
And now over 50 artists are gathering at the 9:30 Club to celebrate dc space and to donate their efforts to help their friend, Tom Terrell who is battling cancer. Tom T, King Pleasure-always upbeat on the radio. I would call him late at night just to hear him say hey.
His show "Cafe C'est What" was on WHFS, but he also deejayed at WPFW, space and the 9:30 club. He wrote music articles for The Unicorn Times and The City Paper and others. If you're lucky you might still catch him reviewing jazz for NPR on "All Things Considered."
So come on down to the 9:30 Club on Sunday. Doors open at 4. Dig up a twenty (for Tom) to get in.
It'll be a scene like no other...
Monday, July 23, 2007
Doug Dupin does things a little differently than most people. When he dreams things up, he actually makes them happen. When he bought a house with a large side yard in the Palisades, he didn't just plant a garden, he created a vineyard. The vineyard led to wanting a wine cellar and that led to grabbing a shovel. When he got down four or five feet, he started noticing artifacts. As he was literally digging up history, he wanted to know more. That was when Doug discovered that there wasn't a lot of information about the prehistory of the Palisades. This lack of data didn't stop Doug. In fact, it egged him on. He dug his wine cellar and built a sort of a cabin on top, and now that building (a piece of art in itself) is the home to the Palisades Museum of Prehistory. With help from a neighbor, Murphy Donovan, he created an exhibit and held an opening for the neighborhood last winter- complete with local experts and his home brewed beer.
The museum is open by appointment only. If you want to go, fire off an email to: email@example.com.
Also, Doug is giving an archeology talk about Palisades Park tomorrow night, July 24th, at 7 p.m. in the Palisades Library. Check him out. (And stay tuned for a report on his long board business... did I mention he is also a father of 3?)
Doug Dupin, Director
Hard at work at the museum.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Prabir and the Substitutes did it again at The Galaxy Hut last night.
Man, those guys can move, and play and sing. They practically vibrate. They've got ants in their pants. They're the Beatles on steroids. Don't look now, but the key board player is standing on the windowsill knocking into the big letters that spell "HUT". The rail thin guitar player's legs are moving as fast as his shredding hands. Prabir doesn't take any prisoners. He and the Substitutes have more fun than their audience, though I'm laughing my head off, and the door man has a huge grin. Then, suddenly, they stop and step into the crowd to sing "Everybody Falls In Love With You" a cappella, as calmly and as beautifully as choir boys. And everybody listens. Then it's back to their high jinks- full throttle. My only complaint- the set was too short. More More More!
And don't forget Alice Despard at the Hut tonight. Trust her to make your Sunday .
Friday, July 20, 2007
Prabir and the Substitutes are playing The Galaxy Hut in Arlington on Saturday night. (If they can find it, so can you.) Alice Despard, herself, returns on Sunday.
Prabir's band is young and funny and energetic. I've seen them literally swing from the rafters on stage at Iota. Plus they can sing like nobody's business.
Alice has a voice I never get tired of, and she and her drummer, Evan Pollack have stripped down the concept of a band to two people with drums and a guitar who sound like way more.
(The first time I heard them, I was peering through the crowd trying to find the other guitar player- or at least a bass player.) Don't miss either of these shows.
( See the sidebar for links to all of the above)
Photo Originally uploaded by Spitzbob
You may have heard that The Galaxy Hut, one of my favorite bars in the world, has changed hands, but it landed safely in the arms of Larry, long time bartender-dj- musician, and he has done little to change the cosmic atmosphere which Alice Despard created. It's an amazing little place with a "patio room" the size of a bathroom hallway in an apartment- under the stars. Art on the walls and on the tables. Plus it's easy to strike up a conversation at the bar. When there's a show, there's enough room for the band and their friends, and you and your friends. That's it. Don't try and swing a cat. Do try the amazing selection of beers.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
It opened 30 years ago on the corner of 7th and E. Then it was a bar, but more importantly it was a space for ALL kinds of art: music, poetry, dance, and performance art. (which was sometimes provided by the drunks at the bus stop)
Now it's a Starbuck's.
If you've ever been there, you have a story about it, and if you haven't- Sunday, July 29th is your chance to catch up. Over fifty artists and musicians are gathering to perform at the 9:30 Club for the dc space reunion/ benefit for Tom Terrell. You might remember him as Tom T on WHFS. ( Cafe C'est What and Sunday Reggae Splashdown) He was on WPFW, too.
If you don't know him, he's always smiling, and always made me smile when I heard him on the radio late at night. Now he's fighting cancer and needs support.
And even if you don't remember any of the above, it stands to reason you might have been there anyway.
So be there now. Somebody might remember you. It's going to be a great party, and it's a good cause.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Space was the place
Originally uploaded by alex.DC
It happened before- it can happen again...
DC Space Reunion at the 9:30 Club- Sunday- July 29th, 2007 in conjunction with a benefit for the one and only Tom T. who is fighting cancer. Tons of performances: Ajax Joe Drayton, Amy Pickering, Beatnik Flies, Bill Warrell, Bobby Donovan, Rust Bucket, 9353, Ruthie and The Wranglers...
And that's just the top of the iceberg-more later!
Monday, July 16, 2007
And it was all hands on deck when they were joined by Hayley's sister, Theresa on maracas and one of the Rasputins. To everybody that missed it- you gotta get out more. Later this month, catch the Beatnik Flies at the 9:30 Club's
DC Space Reunion- July 29th.
Friday, July 13, 2007
(That's Ra Ra Rasputin pictured here.)
Earlier this month, when The Beatnik Flies played Sangha, I mentioned Joe Dolan's girls were there dancing, and now turn about's fair play. Joe's daughter, Hayley is in a band called The X Husbands, and they'll be at The Velvet Lounge tomorrow night, opening for Ra Ra Rasputin. Hayley gave me the lowdown on their music:
"The Husbands, Andrew Bucket and Haley Baptiste, prove you don't have to be Yngwie Malmsteen to write a perfect pop song. The Husbands are a punk-folk duo that write songs in the spirit of Shoegaze and neo-psychadelic bands of yesteryear: Beat Happening, Mazzy Star, Lou Reed and the Velvets. Their first E.P is called Shoes and it cost absolutely nothing to record.
what goes here?
if Belle & Sebastian were influenced less by Felt and more by Talking Heads. (circa Fear of Music/Remain in Light). Throw in a little Orange Juice, The Rapture and early New Order and you've pretty much got it.
Oh, and we like to dance. And not in a restrained and ironic way either."
( OK I have to admit, I'm not following all that, but I'm willing to spring my friends from the nursing home, and go give it a try.)
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
So we get on the bus, we get to Terminal A, and I say goodbye to the kid. I go back to near where I got on the bus, and this time there is a sign on a shelter saying "terminal shuttle", but the bus blows right past me because the stop is actually about twenty feet away. At least the driver waits for me to walk over to the bus. And it's about now that I realize I am NEVER going to be able to find my car again. I am completely disoriented after catching a bus and circling the airport twice. So I tell the driver, and he lets me off where he thinks I parked. Nothing looks familiar. I go upstairs, knowing I parked on the second floor. I can't even see the terminal. Slowly it dawns on me that I might be in long term parking, and I find a nice woman who confirms this and directs me to short term parking, just a small hike away. Then a miracle occurs; I do find my car. I get out of there only to be dumped into rush hour traffic on a road with no name, leading me onto 395 north. I bail at Maine Avenue, twirl around Southwest and with no help whatsoever from DDOT, I get back on that nice road which runs between the river and the Washington Monument, but doesn't have a single sign. If I lived here, I'd be home by now.
Monday, July 9, 2007
(Though I 'm not exactly Poe's biggest fan I recently read a story of his that I hadn't read before, and I have to say when the narrator gouged his cat's eye out, I was completely creeped out- some one hundred fifty years later. I think from now on I might stick to "Annabell Lee.")
Anyway today a neighborhood artist dropped by. His wife needed to walk after a recent surgery so they were exploring new streets. He was so delighted to find Poe that he came knocking at my door, and made a crack about "The Raven". We got to talking, and I found out he went to Wilson High School in the 1940s. I introduced him to my daughter who goes there now. A few minutes later, the two of them broke out singing the Wilson fight song. (That's when his wife made him leave.)
Then he came back later and offered to loan my daughter a book on drawing. It was just great.
So thank you, Paul. Having Poe here has been a hoot. Not too mention, we're always ready for Halloween. (Did I mention Annabell Lee lives just down the street? But that's another story.)
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
For those not paying so much attention- the roving bands of Wilson kids- some vaguely aware of the music, most knowing that guy up there from Fugazi had graduated from their school- they were more into the social scene which was later deemed "awkward".
And for those 12 and under there was always
the Good Humor truck-frisbees, and fireflies.
Something for everyone.
Sunday, July 1, 2007
All I meant was- it was a great show, and all these cats still rock and how.