Small Duplex World

David Greenberger from Duplex Planet stops in to the Little Theater to hear Margaret Explosion
David Greenberger from Duplex Planet stops in to the Little Theater to hear Margaret Explosion

Transmissions are expensive and they seem to go in the worst situations. David Greenberger and his wife were driving back to Saratoga Springs when theirs went near the Henrietta exit. They holed up at a MicroTel Inn, rented a car at RentAwreck and found their way to Craig Autometric on East Avenue where their car had been towed. They had some dinner at 2 Vine and spotted a poster for Margaret Explosion at the Little Theater. They were there when we showed up. Jenna Weintraub from the Horse Lovers played some beautiful saw on few tunes.

Ten or fifteen years ago Chuck Cuminale, aka Colorblind James, gave a us a small stack of David’s magazine, The Duplex Planet. We loved it. Chuck was contributing to the Refrigerator at the time and David sent us one of his cds. He has worked with Terry Adams, Robyn Hitchcock, Dave Alvin, Drew Friedman and David Hidalgo and Louie Perez of Los Lobos. Coincidentally, our friends Pete and Shelley had crossed paths with David and we sent David a Margaret Explosion cd with Pete on it. David liked it and contacted us about the possibility of doing a recording project some day.

David was a regular contributor to National Public Radio’s “All Things Considered” so you may have already heard him. He has a new cd called “Cherry Ping Apple Blossom Time”. Milwaukee musician, Paul Cebar, supplies the music and David reads dialog from elderly Milwaukeeans with memory loss. There are 38 delightful tracks on the cd and you can download them all from Thrill Jockey for $10.

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Jazz Fest Parting Shots

Jeff and Margaret had a post jazz fest party last night. Jeff played cds from the bands that performed here and we actually stood around talking about the acts we had seen at the festival. “What was your favorite act?” was a good conversation starter as the crowd mingled on the back deck. Jeff took a poll and reported the results while standing on a chair. Monty Alexander and Jonas Kullhammar were tied for first place. Dick Storms and Scott Regan picked bands that we didn’t even see so there was plenty to go around.

As good as it was, the conversation eventually turned to how it could be better. These were just a few of the conversation points. More US/NYC bands and less from across the pond. Does the government subsidy of those bands make them cheaper than US bands? How about multiple stages up and down East Avenue with local jazz acts instead of the two big stages with big name biker acts? Why isn’t the Little Cafe a venue for the night? The big, white Jazz Fest mass of a logo is almost impossible to shoot around for photographers. The web site is sort of sad. No imbedded YouTube videos, sometimes no links to sound files and no blog feature to give your feedback. And if you gave the organizers your email address you got a useless email everyday trying to sell you stuff. But these are all minor quibbles. It is amazing that these guys pulled this thing off again. A successful jazz fest! Who can complain?

I mentioned seeing Gary Brandt at the Petter Molvaer show in an earlier post and he emailed us this followup.

“I got to the church at 6, and discovered that not only was I first on line, I was the line for 20 minutes. A guy comes around the corner and asks if this is where Nils is playing and is this the door. After chatting, I asked him where he was from. His reply, ”I flew in an hour ago for this from NYC.” The next two people to the line were from Toronto, and the next three were from northern jersey. We were all there for Nils and Arve. And yes, I spent 80 dollars and was quite happy.”

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Goodbye Ornette

Ornette the cat
Ornette the cat

Every year I write Ornette Coleman’s name in that line on the Harris Jazz Fest survey where they ask you who you would like to see at next year’s fest. Nobody pays any attention. Or how about Joe McPhee, Ken Vandermark, Hamid Drake or Pharoah Sanders and Yusef Latef and Archie Shepp before they die.

Ornette the cat will take his last trip to the vet tomorrow morning. We would have taken him out there this morning but Barry Brown was off. Ornette stopped eating today so we get the message. He is outside as I write this, sitting in the garden. He is one cool cat and we are going to miss him a lot.

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Live Jazz Withdrawal

Joe Lovano and Us Five at the Rochester Jazz Festival
Joe Lovano and Us Five at the Rochester Jazz Festival

Joe Lovano opened the last night of Day 9 with a different Us Five than his YouTube video. This one featured only one drummer and his wife, Judi Silvano, in that order. Joe moves about the stage with a wireless mic and tosses off melodies like he is in the middle of a lively conversation and most of the animation was between the amazing drummer, Francisco Mela, and Joe. Judi’s skat, Cameron Brown’s bass, (he’s recorded with Archie Shepp and Mal Waldron) James Weidman’s piano made this a rich musical experience. Joe Lovano is big league.

Delirium at first seemed like a toy band. But that is only in comparison to Joe Lovano. This Finish quartet has been together for ten years and they sound it. Their arrangements are crisp and cleanly delivered with lots of unison horn. They are all great players but the tenor sax player was exceptional. They have their own European (more pageantry and less blues based) jazz sound and it’s a lot of fun. Their last tune was entitled, “Let’s Have Some Pie”.

Aaron Parks has one of the goofiest haircuts I’ve seen in a while. We were excited to see the Respect Sextet’s Ted Poor in the drum chair and gave these guys about a half hour but never warmed up to them. Aaron’s flowing, lyrical piano style seemed to butt heads with Ted’s rambunctious rough edges and the bass player was not holding this all together. Can’t we have Respect Sextet here every year?

We finished the Fest at Montage with the Antonio Ciacca Group. We had see Antonio at Kilbourn a few years back and really loved his playing. He came out limping (literally) tonight and seemed kind of tired. We were sitting right next to his piano but he was not loud enough. The tenor sax player was great. Everybody is great. This festival just keeps getting better and better. We said hi to and thanked co-promoter Marc Iacona on the way out (he was a former student of Peggi’s) but we can’t thank him enough.

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Go To Church

We spent some time following links to sound files for Friday’s line-up. We watched a video of Pat Martino and couldn’t even count the number of strings on the bass player’s instrument but we guessed there were seven so we nixed that show. Turns out he played with an organist and no bass player. We heard he was great. We chose to start with Arve Henriksen, a trumpet player from Norway, who was performing with a dj at the Lutheran Church. We thought there would be a bigger line for this event but it was pretty laid back. We chatted with friends while they mowed the lawn at the church. Hal told us there was a review of Arve and Nils Petter Molvaer (we saw Nils here the night before) in today’s New York Times.

Thank god churches are are hurting for patrons (except for the Evangelicals) these days because all these beautiful urban buildings are now available as performance spaces. The Cowboy Junkies recorded the Trinity Sessions in a Toronto Church letting the ambiance of the hall define their whole sound. Ani DiFranco bought an old church in Buffalo and converted it to a performance space and Doug Rice has recently converted an old Baptist church on Atlantic Avenue into MUCC. Arve Hendriksen let the room breathe and he made the most of it with his beautiful sparse but melodically rich trumpet playing. And looked completely relaxed sitting on the piano bench while the dj sampled the horn live and processed the horn parts adding them to the mix. I closed my eyes and heard an Arabic falsetto voice chanting and assumed the dj had added a vocal loop. When I looked up it was Arve singing into the mic. If only church going was this meditative and restorative. We stopped over at Abilene and then came back for the second set.

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Showstopper

Monty Alexander Trio at Kilbourn Hall at the Rochester International Jazz Festival
Monty Alexander Trio at Kilbourn Hall at the Rochester International Jazz Festival

We stuck our head in the tent a few years ago to check out Ryan Shaw and gave him another chance last night. We met Brian and Olga in line and Brian reached into his bag for his glasses to read the program.  He put them on and they steamed up. The temperature in his bag was quite bit cooler that the air temperature because he had some sort of liquid refreshment in there. We do love the early Detroit r&b era that Ryan Shaw is mining but this muscular approach, not just his buff build but the five string bass and heavy hitting drummer, takes the sweetness out it. I couldn’t get past the ready cell phone on his belt. 

We ran into Jeff and Mary Kaye on the street and followed them over to the Xerox Auditorium to check out Joe Baione on the vibes. He looked like Jeff Daniels and played in a loose limbed manner that was clearly at odds with the studied approach of his bandmates. I wanted to like the Milt Jackson tune they were doing but I couldn’t get past the disconnect.

We saw the Russians from Second approach on the street. They were wearing their “Artist” badges and enjoying themselves in our strange land. Peggi had them sign her program.

Gary Brandt and a number of fans were in line early for Nils Petter Molvaer at the Lutheran Church. These were people without Jazz passes who were ready to plunk down cash for this guy. We knew nothing about him other than the sound files that we had spot-checked before leaving the house. Nils plays trumpet through two mics, one with an arsenal of effects boxes and one with only reverb. Both the guitar player and Nils had an Apple laptop to augment and mix their sound with. Their spacious, austere sound worked perfectly in the church and it all would have been more relaxing if we didn’t have to watch the performers fussing with the equipment. But I know that is now part of the modern performers’ dialog. The drummer in Nils Petter Molvaer did not have his own laptop but he did have to lock into some loops. I thought their sound was more interesting without the programmed tracks and this guy sounded fantastic playing the drums with his bare hands like he did for the first part of the set. In a song called “Gong” he soloed with a cymbal in his hands while standing in front of a mic confirming that these guys would have sound better without all the non organic trappings.

Never mind that Monty Alexander looked about twenty years younger in the promo photo. He stole the show last night and may be our favorite act at the Jazz Fest. We almost didn’t go but there was line for Tony Kofi at Christ Church so we tried Kilbourn. We sat next to an older woman who greeted us with a smile. I said, “You already saw Monty didn’t you?” She said, “How did you know?” Peggi said, “You have that Monty glow.” She had a Wegman’s bag next to her on the floor, one of the new green ones with the limes on them. She showed us a photo that she had Monty sign after the first show. It was her and Monty outside of Birdland in NYC a few years ago but she was a regular at the Roundtowner in the seventies when Monty came through town on a regular basis. We had heard Monty at Art Park about ten years ago and we were bothered by hs hyperactive quoting of so many songs that you forget what song he is playing. He did a bit of that last night and his sidemen seemed to shake their heads at the cornball tactic but it was all in the name of a thoroughly entertaining show. And entertaining alone would sell him short. He did a song of his called “Hope” with a bowed bass solo that almost made me cry it was so beautiful.

Monty’s drummer could be the best drummer in the world. I was blown away by this guy’s incredible control. He had the perfect touch with every beat. No exaggeration! Both the drummer and bass player had genuine smiles on their faces the entire set. Monty had a blast finding his groove and hit his master showman stride singing Day O and Nat King Cole’s “Lorraine” with a Nat imitation. He reached into  into a black bag to pull out a melodica to play amazing versions of Bob Marley’s “Redemption Song” and “Running Away” and then an instrumental that we recognized from Augustus Pablo.

I’ve posted more photos of the Jazz Fest here.

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Fairy Tale Phase

Meadow near Durand Eastman Park in Rochester, NY
Meadow near Durand Eastman Park in Rochester, NY

It’s raining today but impossible to complain. This has been a perfect Spring. The temperature has stayed cool unlike last year when we were vaulted into summer before we had time to take in the flowering. And there has been plenty of sunshine for the light starved. This marsh off Hoffman Road has its own ecosystem and is in a fairy tale phase right now.

We had a hard time picking which show to go for in day six of the Jazz Fest. We only had the first hour available so we started with Michael Occhipinti & The Sicilian Jazz Project at Max of Eastman Place. We sat with Sue Rogers and Scott Regan from WXXI and were wowed by the first song. The band entered from the back of the room chanting a call and response in Italian. It was led by the lead singer and had something to do with the band members judging by the broad smiles on their faces as they were each addressed. Maybe it was simply an introduction but it was effective. And then they launched into a fairly straight ahead jazz piece that was not at all like the exotic old world sound files we heard on their web page. The front line took turns with a solo while the others sat out. They had to sit out because it felt like there were too many guys in this band. They do get extra points for featuring an accordion player.

It was raining so Peggi and I ran over to the Little for our weekly Margaret Explosion gig. Maureen, Bill and Geri, Brian Peterson and Tom, and Sally and Roy were there with their jazz passes on. John Gilmore too. He told us Tessa Souter transformed Christ Church into her own world. He also made a point to say the sound sucked in the big tent where he had heard The Hot Club of Cowtown so I’m passing along some hearsay.

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You Can Almost Hear Her

Band performing on the street in front of Greenwood Books on East Avenue during the Rochester International Jazz Festival
Band performing on the street in front of Greenwood Books on East Avenue during the Rochester International Jazz Festival

As great as the three horn players in the Dafnis Prieto Sextet were at Kilbourn Hall last night they looked like lunks standing in front of the band leader even when they weren’t playing. We stood in line with kids wearing t-shirts with drums on them and a guy in the bathroom had a t-shirt for a drum throne company! The owner of Cadence Drum Store was there. This was drummer’s gig but the complicated arrangements all got in the way. I snagged this shot when the horn players finally got out of the way. One song hit a nice Cuban groove. We wanted to feel like we were on vacation and were expecting more. We should have stuck around for the last song when Dafnis sang one drum part and played another on a hand drum.

This gig was billed as Paula Gardner Trio w/ Huw Warren. We sat next to some people who were raving about Huw Warren’s performance here the night before. The band played as a trio for most of an hour before Huw took the stage. Their songs are sparse and gentle. The natural reverb in this church setting complimented their performance which came off like one of those pristine ECM records from the early seventies. There was a folky side to all this too. The band is from Wales and bass player, Paula has spent some time exploring that country’s Celtic roots. The drummer, Mark O’Connor’s playing was crisp and right on. He was one of my favorite drummers of this festival.

We stopped in RoCo to see the 6×6 show on the way out of the church and then ran into Dan Hanley outside of Greenwood Books where this band of Eastman students was playing. I always get a kick out of left handed drummers because it all looks backwards to me. Another woman bass player and she played beautifully. You can almost hear her by the look on her face.

More Jazz Fest photos can be found here.

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Uncharted WTF Territory

Jonas Kullhammar Quartet performing at the Luttheran Church at the Rochester International Jazz Festival
Jonas Kullhammar Quartet performing at the Luttheran Church at the Rochester International Jazz Festival

What a gas it was seeing Chico Hamilton play drums at 89 years of age. He was around when the hi-hat was invented. His band recaptured that 50’s west coast sound, both mellow and slinky. Chico’s “Original Ellington Suite” lp with Eric Dolphy is one of my favorite albums and it was a real treat to see him live.

Over at the Lutheran Church Jack Garner introduced Jonas Kullhammar by thanking the Church for bringing a different kind of spirituality to its chambers.He said, “Sometimes the most beautiful prayer is a sax solo.”. Right on!

Jonas Kullhammar was even better in church. The band took a trip to Niagara Falls and the House of Guitars between dates here and they had dinner at Dinosaur Bar BQ. They dig into tunes like Coltrane’s band did, the ballads too, and they go all out. The drummer did an amazing solo on his cymbals. This Swedish band puts their own stamp on this formerly American idiom and make it exciting. These guys are the best band at the fest and we haven’t even heard the rest.

The Andrey Razin & Second Approach Trio over at Montage was small but mighty. These three stock Russians came off like siblings putting on a performance for their family. Lucky us, we were invited and we sat right up front at a table with Hal, Tom Burke and Barbara Fox, Brian Peterson and Tom and Paul Brandwein. Second Approach mixed opera and jazz and cartoon music. Nothing was lost in translation. The vocalists does not sing in any language but music. They were not just wacky, they dove into uncharted WTF territory. They are performing again tonight at the Xerox Auditorium.

More Jazz Fest photos can be found here. 

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Duke Ellington Coins For Jonas KullhammarJ

Duke Ellington coins for Jonas Kullhammar
Duke Ellington coins for Jonas Kullhammar

The guy on the left is one of our Jazz Fest buddies. We compare notes, sit with each other and he gave us a Duke Ellington quarter the other day. First black man and/or musician on a US coin. About time. Hal is giving one of the coins to the European performers at the Fest and we caught him passing them out to Jonas Kullhammer as we filed into the Xerox Auditorium.

The Jonas Kullhammar Quartet have been together for eleven years. They sound sound that way but they also sound fresh. Jonas jokes with the crowd between songs about looking for a wife in “Beautiful Rochester”. That charm obviously works for him and it may just open doors to their dense, wild, swinging, musically rich music. All four are tremendous players and fun to watch. Our favorite tune of the night was written by the bass player about a former girlfriend. I plan to request that one tonight when we hear them at the Lutheran Church. I’m happy to say I survived this appearance by the band. When they were here five years ago I lost it.

Peggi led the way as we ran from the Xerox Auditorium in order to catch Soren Kjaergaards Optics at the Lutheran Church. The piano player looks like our nephew, Caleb, will in another ten years and we saw him last year in our favorite act of the year, Blake TarTar. He is a delicate and delightful piano player. The great Andrew Cyrille was on drums and contributed the perfect accompaniment to these abstract and beautiful pieces.

We caught a bit of Stephane Wrembel Trio on the free street stage. I dug the guys unusual drum set up. World music drums that he mostly played with brushes. The bass payer looked like a young Bob Dylan.  The band is from France and is not a trio. There was another guitar player out of range of my camera. They sounded like they have played their gypsy jazz music a million times.

We stood outside Christ Church for a while because the Neil Cowley Trio had filled the place. While waiting one of the volunteer workers told us that there was plenty of room over at Max’s because people were leaving in droves after each song. She described their music as “very contemporary”, the way some people describe abstract art that hate. We took this as a good review and made a mental note to check them out. Neil Cowley Trio are pegged as the British Bad Plus and that sort of works. The Bad Plus, though, are more rambunctious and unpredictable.

Jon Ballantyne Trio was abstract. No bass player in a trio will clear the air. Jon Ballantyne played the inside of the piano as well as the keys and the drummer bowed a metal percussion instrument while the bass clarinet explored the wide range of this long instrument. It was the perfect way to end the night.

My 2009 Jazz Fest notes are kept here.

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Into The Light Filled Void

Jeff Spevak working in the tent
Jeff Spevak working in the tent

We were sort of lost on the second night because none of the night’s sound files excited us. We read the blurbs in booklets but we make decisions with our ears. And we know that sometimes a band will sound great live while their recordings are lifeless so we soldiered on. We ran into Rick and Monica coming out of Tim Posgate’s Banjo Hockey at the Xerox Auditorium. Monica warned us, “they aren’t improvising”. We gave it a shot. Indeed they were reading and then playing while we watched.

Nordic Connect at the Lutheran Church was melodic piano-based compositions and featured two sisters on horns playing arranged parts with the trumpet player’s husband on drums. For me they really hit the mark with a piece written by the trumpet player and dedicated to the planet. The piano player switched to the Fender Rhodes, the drummer played mallets and the tune sounded like something from Miles’ “In A Silent Way” lp. Not like one of those tunes but just pretty.

There is something maniacal about deadlines for a review of the night’s shows for the morning papers. But Jeff Spevak is better at this than anybody. He finds the color in every assignment and makes it all sound like fun. If only you could find his stuff online. The D&C continues to make their website the least hospitable stop on the web. Every time I go there they have added a new layer of nav bars. It is almost impossible to use. The articles disappear in ten days unless you want to pay for them. And we do subscribe if anybody cares. Did they really set up a blog for Jeff on the “HerRochester” site? We were happy to see him on a Mac this year.

Terrel Stafford Quartet at Montage was really good. They were all really great players, in fact. But we long not for the academic with the perfect tone but for the edge that reminds us we are alive. Like the moment when Terrel sat out during their version of “Taking A Chance On Love”. He leaned against the dark door to the right of the stage in this photo and the door flew open. Terrel almost fell into the light filled void.

These are excerpts from my 2009 jazz fest notes.

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Rochester Loves Bang

Billy Bang delivers the goods at the Xerox Auditorium - Rochester International Jazz Festival 2009
Billy Bang delivers the goods at the Xerox Auditorium – Rochester International Jazz Festival 2009

In a repeat of 2005 we started the Festival with the Bill Frisell Trio at Kilbourn Hall. There was a lot more interplay with this trio than the last one. Tony Scherr and Kenny Wollesen are great players and fun to watch. I wish Bill had given them a little space of their own but it is Bill’s band after all. The show started with about five minutes of bird sounds and they worked the tweets into the first tune. Bill was was wearing the dumpiest white sport coat you’ve ever seen. He handles his effects boxes, including the one labeled Kook”, with exceptional flair. You are always aware that they are part of his sound but they are never obtrusive. Each song was distinct from the next and they ranged from Dead-like wandering to Monk swing with some very pretty stuff in between.

We ran into Jeff Spevak and Margaret and Martin Edic and Bill and Geri and Sharon from the Genesee Center for the Arts all coming out of the first show of Billy Bang. Everyone was smiling and raving about the the last number they had just heard, Ornette’s “Lonely Woman”.

Along with their sponsorship bucks Xerox has opened the doors to their beautiful performing arts center. We had front row seats for Billy Bang and the band sounded tremendous in this venue. I remember being here in the mid seventies for jazz shows. The stage is low and wide open. Billy had his regular touring piano player and drummer and a new bass player, Hilliard Green, who looked and sounded like Willie Dixon. Look at this guy. He’s standing up back there but getting down! Billy also brought along a trumpet player for some reason. We’ve seen these guys many times and they are always great. Gutsy, they swing and take it to the edge, reworking Billy’s beautiful, haunting, Viet Nam melodies so they never get old.

Billy Bang’s drummer did an old fashioned spoon solo during their version of “All Blues”. Rochester loves Bang. Billy scored a few songs for for Rochester’s Garth Fagan Dance and Garth told Bang, “Billy, you’ve got to play your solo the same way each time because I have arranged these movements for my dancers. ” Billy told the crowd, “Garth taught me how to play Billy Bang”.

These are excerpts from my 2009 jazz fest notes.

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Free TV

Cashing in our government issued digital TV coupon at Target
Cashing in our government issued digital TV coupon at Target

One day ahead of the June 12 cutoff we cashed in our $40 government coupon on a digital converter for our Samsung TV. We don’t have cable tv and hardly watch it at all but there might be another slow speed chase someday. We let our first coupon expire so we were determined to cash this one in before the deadline. We started at Sears but they were sold out so we went next door to Target and picked up a converter for five bucks above the value of the coupon plus an amplified antenna. We should now be able to get the networks and four PBS stations in high def, 16 x 9 aspect ratio off the air for free. I don’t imagine this will last forever. I’d be happy if I could just sit down and watch The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet of Jack Benny or Huckleberry Hound but I know that won’t happen.

Did anybody see my parents in the back page of the B section this morning? My sister took out an ad with a picture of them in the back seat of a car on their wedding day 60 years ago. If you see Mary and Leo wish them a Happy Anniversary.

Ever had a pet that you cared so much for that you didn’t even want to take a vacation?. Ornette, who seemed like a kitten for twelve years, is still alive but now appears like a ghost of himself. He might weigh four or five pounds tops and does not seem too happy. He ignores squirrels and chipmunks and just sits in the sun like an old man or he hides in the bushes because he realizes his defenses are down, way down. If he looked like he was in excruciating pain we would take him out to Dr. Barry Brown for his last shot but he is not there yet. He still digs fresh catnip from our garden and I love turning him on.

We ran into Martin Edic at a “social networking event” (cocktail hour) at Label 7 in Pittsford. We were there for dinner with Peggi’s mom. I had a delicious salad with spinach, grilled onions and vinaigrette andsome spicey tortilla soup. Peggi’s mom has her lobster pjs on now and I can’t wait to get home to Ornette.

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Flag Pins & Fireballs

Flag pins and Fireballs on the counter at Aman's Market
Flag pins and Fireballs on the counter at Aman’s Market

We live fairly close to four farm markets. There probably was a farm attached to each of these markets years ago but not anymore. They do manage to get fresh produce from somewhere and each of them has their own speciality. These flag pins and fireballs were on the counter as impulse items over at Aman’s Farm & Market on East Ridge Road last time we were there. We were returning some butternut squash plants that I had picked up earlier in the day. I was looking for acorn squash but couldn’t find it. In desperation I asked the clerk if butternut was the same as acorn and he said yes. He fooled me but not Peggi.

Wambach’s over on Culver is run Abby‘s family and they have a great assortment of flowers. free flowers on the sidewalk at night. And unless they have a security camera the ones out on the sidewalk are free at night. Vercruysse Fruit & Vegetable on Titus near the great House of Guitars has some tremendous corn when the season comes. You get to breathe second hand smoke and listen to Rush Limbaugh if in there in the afternoon. Our clear favorite for vegetable plants and seeds is Case’s Nursery on Norton. It’s a family run place and they still have some green houses attached and a nearby field.

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Maximum Security

Paul Dodd Crime Face at Schweinfurth Art Center
Paul Dodd Crime Face at Schweinfurth Art Center

We drove to Auburn yesterday for the Artist’s Reception for the “Made In NY 2009” show at the Shweinfurth Art Center. One of my favorite Crime Faces was accepted in this show and it was given a prime spot in the center room. They have good taste in Auburn or maybe it’s just that they have the maximum security State Correctional Facility here and they recognized one of their own.

Sarah Palin was there yesterday with the first dude celebrating William Seward’s decision to purchase Alaska. Seward, radical opponent of slavery, practiced law in Auburn, became governor of New York and then Secretary of State under Lincoln before returning to Auburn. He made the decision to purchase Alaska from the Russians, a call that was ridiculed as “Seward’s Folly”.

We were delighted to see our friends, Alice and Julio, at the opening and the four of us darted around the room picking our favorites. We were the last ones to leave. Peggi, Alice and Julio can be seen studying Scott McCarney’s piece in the background of the blowup of this photo. Auburn, like so many small cities in New York, saw it’s heyday about a century ago and has settled in as a beautiful town.

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6×6 On 6/6

There are only a few sunny spots on our property. We are surrounded by trees and deer and that’s the way we like it. But we also like to grow vegetables so we’ve carved out spots in our neighbor’s gardens to plant tomatoes, peppers, basil, eggplant and squash. We spent a few days fortifying our neighbor, Leo’s fence and then just to hedge our bets we put tomatoes and peppers in down at Jared’s. Leo has a few rows of things he planted but he can’t remember what the seeds were so we’ve been watering them and taking guesses as to what the little seedlings look like.

The 6×6 opening at RoCo was mobbed. There was a long line of buyers and lots of red dots. Everything is $20 and they are available on line as of Monday. Someone managed to get all three thousand pieces in this movie. Peggi and I found ours at around the 4 minute mark.

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Two Cellos & A Laptop

Bone Parade at Potential Life Studios
Bone Parade at Potential Life Studios

Summers used to be slow. Now they are jam packed. It’s a conspiracy of some sort and it forces difficult decisions. We already missed the Wiener Dog Parade and the Soap Box Derby. Last night was another First Friday already.

We started with the Arena Group’s show at the AGR space. A section of their show was set aside for the Orphan Project Portraits and I had one in there. Someday the kid I painted will get his portrait. Probably won’t even look like that anymore. We went across the street to the BookSmart space for a show of digital photography prints. Is there any other kind? Richard Edic’s “Fallen Willow” triptych on gold leaf was stunning.

Next stop was the “Asymmetrical Press” show at the Genesee Center for the Arts. They printed the first Hi-Techs single for Dick Storms and the only full color version of the Refrigerator for the Montage Festival. Both pieces were in the show! Peggi and I shared a Genny product and talked to a brewery employee about the name change (back to “Genesee Brewery”). She told us the iconic “Jenny” was still alive. Baby Shivers Boutique, with Chuck Cuminale’s son on guitar, played in the middle of room. They had a cute little cello player but you could hardly hear her behind the Fender amps. The drummer only played two drums and contributed to their off beatness.

Brian Peterson suggested an opening at Potential Life so we drove over there with Olga and were just in time to catch a the tail end of a beautiful performance by two cello players flanking a guy with spiky hair and a laptop. I was quickly mesmerized. The next band combined goth with Gregorian chant, German vocals and strummed bass through an army of sound processing boxes. We never made it over to Hungerford Hall for Jon Gary’s band but I did wind up with a sound hangover. There is a lot of music in art spaces these days.

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Into That Good Night

Ornette on deck
Ornette on deck

Ornette does not look too happy. This is obvious and it makes us unhappy. He has always been a raucous rebel rouser. He started losing weight so we took him to the vet but without a battery of tests the checkup was inconclusive and the likely problems would all require invasive costly procedures. He just had his twelfth birthday and it’s the end of the line for this little guy.

He used to demand to go out in the morning and I’d watch him march across the street to make his rounds. Now he sits in the sun rather than relentlessly tracking down anything that moves. His left eye is clouding up and he has new spots on his nose. He’s all bones and getting wobbly, a long ways from his cocky sway. We used to have a hell of a time getting him in at night but now I just walk out to his favorite spot and pick him up. Yet he still purrs when I sling him over my shoulder.

Our ninety year old next door neighbor told us he was just waiting to join his wife who died about five years ago. He says he doesn’t understand why he’s still here. A former dentist, he showed me his two front teeth. He had just glued them together with Ducco cement. I was trying to imagine what the fumes were like. They were stuck together all right but he could wiggle them both in unison.

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My Whole Life’s A Vacation

Duck couple in Spring Valley
Duck couple in Spring Valley

This duck couple looks pretty happy over in Spring Valley.

Last week Fed Lipp passed out copies of a Wolf Kahn interview from an Art Institute of Chicago publication. Both Fred and Kahn studied there but at different times. I didn’t know anything about Kahn but this interview was so concise and action packed that that I went to learn more.

His paintings, mostly bold New England landscapes in high-key colors, are painted from memory and they walk a line between abstraction and representational. They fit Horace’s definition of the purpose of art. They “inform and delight”. Kahn was a refugee from Hitler’s Germany, he studied with Hans Hoffmann and he took Charlie Parker home from the Five Spot when he was messed up. He also wrote a book called,” Wolf Kahn’s America” which I plan to look for in the library as soon as Jerome’s Ignition finishes with our car’s oil change. Still no wireless over here but the waiting room couldn’t be more pleasant.

Kahn, in his eighties now, spends ten hours a day, seven days a week in his studio in lower Manhattan. Summers are spent in West Brattleboro, Vermont where he says he has become “the court painter to the to the chamber music establishment” due to the nearby Marlboro Festival. “Up in Vermont, they understand there is such a thing as culture, not just agriculture.” He considers himself “one of the fortunate people of the world” and “a workaholic”. When asked where he spends his vacation, he says, “My whole life’s a vacation”.

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