So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the stars’ll be out, and don’t you know that God is Pooh Bear? the evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old, I think of Dean Moriarty, I even think of Old Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty.
Jack Kerouac, March 12, 1922 – October 21, 1969
No song today. Just this, the closing paragraph of On the Road
A good LP is a being, it’s not a product. It has a life-force, a personality, and a history, just like you and me.
— Iggy Pop’s Keynote Speech Transcript (BBC Music John Peel Lecture)
The Grateful Dead - And We Bid You Good night (closing the show, 10/20/74)
40 years ago today the band called it quits, in a show in San Francisco called “The Last One.” They didn’t ultimately call it quits, but they took a nice long and needed break for a few years; but of course at the time for all the Heads knew, that was it. And in typical fashion, they closed the show a capella style.
Allen Ginsberg & Neal Cassady (x)
→ City Lights Book Store, San Francisco, 1965
Video from Damien Rice the other night in NYC.
I’m still buzzing, 48 hours later, seeing an artist in a small room, testing experimenting, after being largely away for years. Thank you Damien Rice.
Damien Rice, during Volcano, Thursday night at The Box in NYC. He invited these 4 members up from the crowd to play guitar and sing along with him.
Damien Rice - Creep (Radiohead cover)
I saw Damien Rice return to NYC last night, in a very small room that, partially because of that size, broke down the barrier between performer and crowd. About 3 songs in he threw the setlist out and just played requests. Where he couldn’t remember the words, he asked the audience for help. He started Volcano by asking if anyone played guitar, then pulled a kid onstage to play the chords while Damien just sang (he brought 3 more people up on the stage to sing with him). He filled the room with his soaring vocals and beat up acoustic guitar hooked up to a fuzzbox.
yea what whitneymcn said. Same for me too. Plus, as usual, to hear Watt end the show with a shout of “Start your own band” and then climb down and walk through the crowd, hugging strangers as if they were long lost friends. That never gets old
Il Sogno del Marinaio - Il Sogno del Fienile
I never saw Mike Watt with the Minutemen, but I’ve seen him play with fIREHOSE, the Secondmen, the Missingmen, Dos, the Stooges, and a double handful of other lineups.
I’d heard about Il Sogno del Marinaio, but for no particular reason never gotten around to listening to any of the music. I went to the Bell House last night having heard just a couple of songs of the new record, and with no particular expectations: Mike Watt was playing in New York, therefore — ipso facto, if you will — I was going to the show.
Holy. Fucking. Crap.
I have never seen Watt play a bad show, but by three songs in last night’s show was moving into my “top five Watt performances” list.
It’s a loud, and punk rock as you would expect, while simultaneously moving through jazzy, surf-y, space-y, and just generally something else altogether places.
If you get a chance to catch one of the shows on this tour, do not miss it.
Early One & I Jahbar - Mad
I suppose you could call this dub but that wouldn’t capture how mad this is.
Steve Gunn - Milly’s Garden
Great new song by Steve Gunn. I hear a million things in here: Rolling Stones, Jerry Garcia, Jefferson Airplane, John Fahey, Television.