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Happy Birthday To Olivia Pentell, The Actress.

Happy Birthday Olivia!

Bio and CV.

Happy 4July & Stuff: Communique From The Car

by marco.

COMMUNIQUE FROM THE CAR: It’s prolly gotta be me to remind youall that this is too difficult a time for *some* veterans and I recommend not just thanking them, but welcoming them home even if they’ve BEEN home, and trying to be “presente,” by at least grunting non-commitally if they need to tell you stuff.

Thank you, have a nice day.

Open Letter To NLON CG About BP Disaster Recovery

Hi there,
Could you pass this along to NLON Coast Guard, or perhaps get me the address for the suggestions? My idea is to dump many sunflower seeds onto the biggest pudding textures of the oil on the surface of the water. They’re likely to soak up not just the surface oils but also soak up a whole bunch from underneath until  complete saturation.

Then use technologies you already have to scoop up tons of the filled up sunflower seeds.

And lastly you cold-press the little buggers like they were so many olives and the juice you’ll have will be a new invention of bio-diesel you’ll have helped me invent. A hybrid half “dino-diesel” half veggie oil that won’t blow up engines, never needs a preheat, and doesn’t pollute too much.

Trademark it before me just because I’m middle-class and I’ll kick your ass.

J/K, you can have it Pro-Bono as my next gift to society.

Sincerely,
Marco

Quoting Woody Guthrie

I hate a song that makes you think that you are not any good.
I hate a song that makes you think that you are just born to lose.
Bound to lose. No good to nobody. No good for nothing.
Because you are too old or too young or too fat or too slim too ugly
or too this or too that.
Songs that run you down or poke fun at you
on account of your bad luck or hard traveling.
I am out to fight those songs to my very last breath of air
and my last drop of blood.
I am out to sing songs that will prove to you that this is your world
and that if it has hit you pretty hard and knocked you for a dozen loops,
no matter what color, what size you are, how you are built,
I am out to sing the songs that make you take pride in yourself
and in your work.
And the songs that I sing are made up for the most part
by all sorts of folks just about like you. 

- Woody Guthrie

Woody (I Hate A Song) by atizine

Whalies - NL’s 1st annual! 29may10

Whalie winners:

Incomplete listing from last night, minute by minute:

· Congrats 2 the following #Whalies winners last nite: Matt Gouette, Fatal Film, Weird Beards, Reducers. Many more coming up 2nite! about 18 hours ago via web

· Get Haunted wins a Whalie Award. Not sure what category. about 12 hours ago via txt

· Above Below wins a Whalie for the HipHop category about 12 hours ago via txt

· Sue Menhart wins a Whalie about 12 hours ago via txt

· Hempsteadys take best Punk/Ska at the new london Whalies. about 10 hours ago via txt

· Matt Gouette wins Song of the Year at the first annual Whalies about 10 hours ago via txt

· Striaght to VHS wins rekkid of the year at new london’s first annual Whalies award ceremony about 10 hours ago via txt

· Low Beam wins Album of the Year at the New London Whalies about 10 hours ago via txt

· Matt Gouette gave a performance as closing act at the first annual Whalies that cannot be described in words about 9 hours ago via txt

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Better list from New London Day.

• Album of the Year: Low-Beam - “Charge Of the Light Brigade”

• Record of the Year: Straight to VHS - “Self Titled”

• Song of the Year: Matt Gouette - “Opinion”

• Breakthrough Artist Of the Year: Get Haunted

• Best Alternative Artist: Fatal Film

• Best Alternative Performance: Straight To VHS - “Hey”

• Best Americana Artist: Paul Brockett Roadshow

• Best Americana Performance: Sue Menhart Band - “Why You Love Me”

• Best DJ: Chumzilla

• Best Hardcore / Metal Artist: Amido Black

• Best Hardcore / Metal Performance: Black Water Blessing - “Chainsaw Hands”

• Best Hip Hop Artist: Above / Below

• Best Hip Hop Performance: N.M.E. - “Thank You”

• Best Indie / Experimental Artist: The Weird Beards

• Best Indie / Experimental Performance: Brava Spectre - “The Lioness Eye Tamed My Open Palm”

• Best Music Series: Sinners Circle

• Best Music Video: The Weird Beards - “Willow Tree Express”

• Best Punk / Ska Artist: The Hempsteadys

• Best Punk / Ska Performance: Stressbomb - “No Time For This”

• Best Rock Artist: Gone For Good

• Best Rock Performance: The Reducers - “Tokyo Bay”

• Best Solo Artist: Matt Gouette

• Best Solo Performance: Brad Bensko - “Why Do You Do That”

A Walking On Obit About A Dear Old Friend’s Daughter

Last October I wrote about someone I know who passed on.

Tribal Elder and Medicine Person, Oliver Sounsoci.

I was looking him up on the net just now to retell a story I know about him to a friend of mine and I see that his daughter Mary passed away last month. I met her but didn’t know her really really well. but I knew Oliver really well. I’ll reprint the obit I read on the internet here too, and then I’ll retell my story.

So here I will retell my story about Mary’s father Oliver. I was at an 8door sweat near Omaha NE around 1994.  Oliver Saunsoci was leading it. It was 8 doors because a friend was over who had kicked diabetes a long time ago but had started drinking heavily again and was terrified his diabetes might come back if he keeps drinking and eating and stuff. So Oliver was healing him from that and any of us who wanted to could be in the first 4 doors and any others we wanted.

Afterwards we were all eating with him and his family, including Moves Camps from both sides of the Canadian border. It was a great day. I had my 64 Epiphone Caballero out and was singing folksongs and my wacky punkrock stuff with a crowd of mostly the little kids around me. At one point Oliver came up and said, “hey, mind if I play some songs too? I haven’t played guitar in a while.”

Of course I said sure.

He proceeded to play 20 minutes or so of jazz, Flamenco, and bluesy stuff that would knock both your socks off and everything else you might have on.

“Wow, you really haven’t been playing for a long time? I’m impressed.”

He explained that a long time ago Jose Feliciano came to him for help weaning himself off Ultra-Lente insulin and taking back his life. Sometimes he donated money to Oliver’s family, and sometimes he just taught him guitar lessons. That’s how Oliver learned so many great styles to weave into something phenomenal he can play whenever he wants to, even many years after not playing at all!

Now here’s the story I want to tell you.

Why hasn’t he played any guitar for the past 3 or 4 years?

That man saw a kid who was getting really good at guitar and was taking lessons by just going and learning and didn’t have a guitar at home to practice with. So he did what any man would do. (well, any man worth his salt dammit!) He handed the kid his very expensive guitar and said to use it for his lessons. And he never asked for it back. Three years later, he still hadn’t gotten around to getting another guitar, and he told us owning a new one was just less important than helping people with alcohol and illness, and making sure the children get everything they need.

We’re Not Really That Stupid; Are We?

Are we?

OPEN LETTER TO: the New London Day, Governor Rell and really all people inhabiting Mother Earth!

“A modern day island of Dr Moreau……”

–  mdnorwich,

Responding to an article about proposals making Plum Island biocontainment level 5 facility either a public recreation area, or selling off to the highest bidder.

Worse than that, mdnorwich.

That island will NEVER be safe enough for either of those two proposed options. The terns know this, the seagulls know this and ornithologist Helen Hays knows this. I’ve been made fully aware of this and so should you.

But Governor Rell seems to know about as much about this as she did about John Rowland’s shenanigans while she was his assistant.

I’m positive she’s not stupid. So I will suggest she and her crones have been very ill advised on this one.

Here, I have another hairbrained idea to pitch in with that will be so splendid we’ll all die blissfully without even a wimper. And it’ll solve about 5 extra problems, ready? Let’s move Vieques bombing range there. We can blast the thing over and over forcing all the incinerated bones of 40 years worth of anthrax, ebola and madcow diseases right up there into our cloud-cover by the megaton.

Then the next species that gets enough intelligence to study lives that came before them can ask three questions.

1) where did the Anasazi go?
2) how did the Inca disappear?
3) what happened to Jodi Rell and all her american people?

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[ref]=[http://sci.tech-archive.net/Archive/sci.med.diseases.lyme/2005-09/msg00122.html]
[ref]=[http://www.semp.us/publications/biot_reader.php?BiotID=639]
[ref]=[http://www.aleutmgt.com/AleutWebsite/Projects/PlumIsland/index.html]
Careful with this somewhat more propagandistic link:
[ref]=[http://www.newsmakingnews.com/plumislandnews.htm]
(plenty of good sources listed also, though.)
[ref]=[http://nationalhogfarmer.com/health-diseases/0715-sites-replace-plum-island]
[ref]=[http://www.theday.com/article/20100520/NWS01/100529989]
[ref]=[http://www.theday.com/article/20100518/NWS12/305189897]

God is good all the time. — Darryl Tonemah

This started out as a message to a friend who just survived a major tornado.

In addition to thoughts and prayers, I’m taking a personal moment to say thanks out loud. Thanks to know you, thanks that you and yours are OK, thanks that I can be part of this entire great mystery. Sometimes I don’t understand a minute of it. I survived a house fire back in Green Bay 2002ish. We’re all standing outside on the next door neighbor’s lawn and a 6 year old I’ll never forget looks up at me and says, “Oh my God Marco, I hope your classical is OK.” She knew how much more important that guitar was to me than my other guitars. She said a mouthful. I’m attached to many things including that ’50s hand made Mexican, etc. But even among those guitars, and everything else I possess, my immediate thought was to look around and see that each and every one of us was relatively OK, and know that that means sooooooooo much more.

Oh, and my corner of the house was just fine. The smoky smells around those guitars are milder than I’d prefer I think. Because if it reeked every time I opened a guitar case, I’d most likely tell this whole story more often!

Wow, why did I wait so long to tell people again? Thanks for being you, Darryl.

I’ll add one other event that blogging this has brought back to me.

I was staying in Corbin Harney’s trailer in Oregon. He was still alive, but living in Nevada or California somewhere doing all the great things he does. I felt honored to be told I can stay at his place as long as I want, just that if he ever needs it I’ll have to use a tent outside of it for him. Of course. Well one of those nights I slept through a very rocky, windy, turbulent storm. I’d burned Sage before I went to bed.

On that land, we always used to wake up with the Sun and sing morning prayers, etc.

Well that morning I was awakened by more than just, “time to get up,” like normal.

“Marco, are you ok?”

Of course I’m fine, I thought. What are they worried about. Maybe I dreamed the whole storm, I remember thinking, and joking that maybe I touched back down at Dorothy’s place in Kansas. Well I didn’t know the half of it!!! I got up, and looked around outside to get in a good space for ceremony; but was given some serious pause around me. A Quonset hut up the hill with a bunch of storage stuff was completely upside down. The huge antique mash tent next to it was blown all around a bit too but intact. The path of destruction turned up dirt, rocks, branches everything in its way as it winded down the hill straight at me where I slept until it got to the stream between the cyclone and me. Well this crooked little dust devil banged a left right at that stream followed it past me until a point where the stream turned and he didn’t where he continued on straight away from there.

Thank you God! Thank you Corbin, thank you Sage, and thank you Darryl for bringing all these memories back to me.

Darryl at CDBaby

http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/tonemah

Video which shows the stream and Corbin’s trailer as it sits nowadays

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Sometimes You War; Sometimes You Dialogue; Sometimes You Do Both.

“Sometimes it’s a good day to die, sometimes it’s a good day to have breakfast.” — Thomas Builds-the-Fire

College teacher Julie Jennings conveys the following breaking news:

“The 3-20-10 Providence Protest has sparked a dialogue with the game’s publisher. The game-maker is starting to consider Native pre-testing of the game. Julie Jennings would like the game-maker to be invited to present to the Rhode Island Indian Council. His letter will be printed soon and he (B. Youse, a corporate owner no doubt) can be reached at byouse@cablespeed.com ”

RE: King Philip’s War role playing game.
Company Name: Multi-man Publishing.

My Opinion:

Awesome. Maybe he’ll allow a hefty portion of the outside panels of the box be words from elders of many tribes saying how they feel and strongly suggesting people learn more about not just Metacomet and Massasoit but find out more about each and every river name and street and town name. Heck there can be explanations that there are always more than one story that make up history at any time, and near the UPC label there could be a coupon for 5 bucks off at the Mashantucket Pequot Museum and Research center. And maybe he’ll give a buck or two from each purchase to children in Haiti and Pine Ridge.

And how about a booklet listing NDN bands, artists, actors, songwriters, movie makers and all kinds of other talented people both contemporary and old.

There should be a separate booklet showing the facts that the original 13 colonies only succeeded in driving England out because native american boys were such skilled harpooners, lancers, swimmers, helmsmen and tacticians.

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I demand somewhere on the box be placed the quote that almost got John Ledyard jr. kicked out of Dartmouth where he wrote in a bluebook that he felt Uncas should be placed right up there with Darwin or Isaac Newton for his grasp of science, technology tactics and domestic and nation to nation concerns.

OK I better stop ranting or this will get too long. Let me just say that all represents how I feel so far. I don’t want this box to see light of day but if it must, this is some of the treatment I believe it should be given from beginning to end.
http://www.projo.com/news/content/INDIAN_WAR_GAME_03-15-10_46HKPR8_v28.3a62f30.html

‘Inglourious Basterds’ Was ‘Navajo Joe??’

Quentin Tarantino’s Inglourious Basterds is Essentially a Spaghetti Western.

By Marc Frucht

Will we ever tire of consuming Spaghetti Westerns, and what does this do to the people of the Native American nations?

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This essay will show that the 1966 spaghetti western Navajo Joe has been copied and “cannibalized” all throughout its history including last year and the year before with Inglourious Basterds and Rez Bomb respectively.

Navajo Joe and Inglourious Basterds have so many similarities but I’ll just list a few.

Navajo Joe opens with this scene: a young Indian woman Estella cleans cloths at the wash of a small canyon. Inglourious starts off in Nazi occupied France with a farmer named Perrier LaPadite using an axe, while his teenage daughter Julie is hanging laundry on a clothesline. She is the first to see the Nazis. Do all indigenous girls engage in the drudgery of cloths cleaning while oppressed by occupying forces of other nations?

Brad Pitt’s character goes around killing everyone in sight like Dirty Harry or Terminator; and so does Bert Reynolds as Navajo Joe. Where Navajo Joe carves double triangles into people’s faces and foreheads, Pitt’s Lt. Aldo Raine often carves swastikas into foreheads.

These dances are done to music, by the way, scored by the same man in both films: Ennio Morricone. His work also shows in such movies as The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966) and Once Upon a Time in the West (1968). If you watch any western, most notably a spaghetti western, there is a good chance if they didn’t use his work, there will be songs throughout that sound quite derivative of such. Nevertheless, Quentin Tarantino hired the same man to score his movie about Jews rising up against Hitler, that Sergio Corbucci had tapped for Navajo Joe.

“Algiers,” “Mystic and Severe,” and “The Verdict” are just a few Morricone songs used in Inglourious. There are many more of his own songs as well as a David Bowie tune and some Billy Preston which Morricone surely helped find appropriate places to position all these songs.

“Cat People” by David Bowie is a rather creepy song with the lyrics “putting out fire with gasoline.” Many things blow up throughout the Tarantino movie, but not so much with Corbucci’s film. Both do share the feeling of the protagonists killing people rapid fire, sustained over time.

Women are treated somewhat similarly in both movies; I’ll touch on that briefly.

The French Farmer’s daughters helping their dad, reminds me of women in Navajo Joe having mostly a helpful role. But I will say that Shoshana’s role is quite empowered, as is the movie star Bridget von Hammersmark. Neither simply hands weapons to their men just hoping they’ll go save everyone. It’s not clear how much of that is from Tarantino just liking to have EVERYONE shooting everyone else, or how much is historically accurate to 1940s Germany and France. I know when I saw one of the women load up a small handgun and place it in their purse I was reminded of an interview someone did with Greta Garbo long after Hitler had killed himself in his bunker, where she said that during her private lunch with the Fuhrer, the thought never occurred to her to shoot him because she was apolitical at the time. He was leader of a nation, and she was a Swedish American film star he wanted to wine and dine. She had a loaded derringer in her purse the whole time but never thought of popping a round into the old sicko.

Mervyn ‘Vee’ Duncan is a “half-breed” enemy leader in Navajo, while early in Inglourious Landa says to the French farmer, “I can think like a Jew, where they can only think like a German.” He’s bragging that his skills make him better than most German soldiers. I believe he is strongly implying that he’s part Jewish like Hitler himself was known to be. Hitler was said to have had a Jewish grandfather who he hated very much. So Landa (Hitler as well) just might be mixed like Duncan.

One last thing might help in correlating the triangles and the swastika. Hitler stole and misappropriated that symbol from the Hopi. Two Swastikas represent two halves of the Earth. From each of the poles (or anywhere for that matter) you have people take off to the four directions and then change direction to the left or a right, depending on which swastika you are walking. Together the two symbols represent Earth in perfect balance. By appropriating just one of them Hitler set the world into imbalance. He stole that symbol, which perversely corrupted it; but he also used the symbol of the pink triangle to represent gay people. At the same time he was making Jews wear the yellow Star of David on their clothing at all times, he was making gay people wear pink triangles.

Tarantino portraying the Jewish Americans rising up against Hitler in such a fantastical way is quite similar to Italians and Germans portraying Indians rising up against the oppressive Spanish and English settlers. Perhaps it is a much classier and more respectful version of a spaghetti western!

Author Edward Buscombe says that the American West is mostly a European invention. In his book ‘injuns!’ native Americans in the movies he says if Europeans had not “already been gripped by a fantasy about the West, one that drew them across the ocean and into unexplored lands, then the western part of North America might never have become part of the United States.” (181)

If Europeans were ever going to transcend bad portrayals of Indian people, families, nations and cultures it would have to happen despite America’s film industry, because they weren’t much help it seems. Jacquelyn Kilpatrick says as much about everyone from John Wayne to John Ford in her book CELLULOID INDIANS: Native Americans and Film. “Regrettably, because he is John Wayne,” she says, “because he is so untiringly skillful in the pursuit, his motivation dominates in building audience attitude.” (Kilpatrick, 61)

She calls it unfortunate that Wayne’s character is acting “according to the mores of the day.” (Kilpatrick, 61) She’d begun the book suggesting that unlike Ford and Wayne, Gary Cooper’s depiction of Indians is positive overall, while at the same time pointing out he was criticized years later for “romanticizing the Indian.” (Kilpatrick, 4) Isn’t this the same issue commonly held with any person portrayed as “other?” The current U.S. President, Barack Obama is considered too black one moment, too white another. People complain he’s too rich; others will complain he’s too poor, too aggressive or not demonstrative enough. This certainly happens to Indians as much as it does to Africans. This whole portraying someone as “other” while at the same time as “just not right” somehow, fits right in alongside dividing and conquering really.

Ward Churchill says he believes “that cinema, by concentrating solely upon a narrow period of time in Indian history” denies the present-day realities of Indian existence. (Buscombe,17-18) Doesn’t Tarantino do much the same by saying nothing about Jewish culture before or after Hitler? Buscombe says westerns’ plots are always “formulaic but complicated, with characters endlessly captured, then rescued, then captured again.” He says there’s a “pretty girl, usually assigned to a young suitor, not to the heroes.” (Buscombe,205) Doesn’t this fit for all westerns? It certainly illuminates Inglourious Basterds a bit too.

HOLLYWOOD’S INDIAN: The Portrayal of The Native American In Film says reading spaghetti westerns as metaphors “does not mean that this articulation was always conscious – nor that they would have been perceived as such metaphors by the public. Nonetheless, we may still presume that these westerns played a specific role, in the construction of… national identity.” (Rollins,41)

Something tells me America’s love of a movie like Inglourious serves to further reinforce her need to defend Israel against all comers, beginning with Hitler, much the same (or equally opposite) way Italy and East Germany wanted the Indians to rise up and destroy capitalist America.

Where it seems like Tarantino might have merely reset Indians as Jews and the Anglo settlers as Hitler’s Nazis; maybe Steven L. Simpson’s Rez Bomb serves as a more classical rewrite of a traditional spaghetti western. Two of the many characteristics which signify spaghetti westerns quite easily are location choices and outsider viewpoints.

When Scott catches a ride quickly while hitchhikes by standing right between two different Indian families, his acting is a very effective tool for showing the racism on the reservation, as are comments from others saying if Jaws killed a white guy things would be different than with so many other people “found lying face down stuck in a ditch somewhere.” But to say it’s identical to some of the scenes in Navajo Joe might be a bit of a stretch. That might be easier to compare with the portrayals of Nazis and Jews in Inglourious. I feel Rez Bomb could have gone into each of those issues with even more of a deeper treatment. Russell Means’ portrayal of the character Dodds shows he’s corrupt but doesn’t even imply why, or for how long. Is he much like Duncan in Navajo Joe, or is he more like one of Dickey Wilson’s 1970s Goons (Guardians Of Oglala Nation) maybe?

Many of the westerns that got the nickname “spaghetti” were filmed in places like East Germany and Italy because that was a whole lot less money than in John Ford’s favorite locations like Monument Valley. Along similar lines, Simpson chose Pine Ridge saying publicly that he was bringing economic development to the community. It might also have a lot to do with the notion that you can feed a family of four at Taco Johns or the Chinese buffet there for less than twenty dollars. Now, Navajo Joe and Rez Bomb are produced by people who are definitely not Indian, Simpson is from Scotland living in Hollywood as an ex-patriot and of course Corbucci is every bit as Italian as his name. Conversely similar is that Quentin Tarantino is neither German nor Jewish, rather he tells people he’s Italian American and Irish Cherokee (there’s some irony right there) and is said to have had a fascination with spaghetti westerns while growing up. An additional irony might be that people in Wikipedia and Imdb.com often complain saying his earliest films used nonlinear storylines. Perhaps his “outside the box” perspectives and eye for the nonlinear come from his part Cherokee mother who raised him. Or certainly someone else on that side of the family.

Lastly, when Landa switched to English, he was using that language as a weapon against the Jewish family he was hunting. He knows they don’t speak the language at all, but the two of them do. Wow. I wonder how often that kind of tactic was actually being used by Hitler’s people? And is there any parallel or corollary to Americans using Navajo and Comanche languages for important radio communications during WWII.

When Aldo looks over his carving on Landa’s forehead and tells his buddy “You know somethin’, Utivich? I think this just might be my masterpiece,” it might also be Tarantino saying this to us! Whether Inglourious Basterds was a masterpiece, may be debated for some time now; but it might be Tarantino’s best work to date; and it’s definitely the best remake of a spaghetti western I’ve ever watched.

­Works Cited:

Buscombe, Edward. ‘injuns!’ native americans in the movies. Cornwall: Reaktion Books, 2006.

Inglourious Basterds. Dir. Quentin Tarantino. Perf. Brad Pitt Mike Myers Melanie Laurent. DVD. The Weinstein Company, 2009.

Kilpatrick, Jacquelyn. CELLULOID INDIANS: Native Americans and Film. Lincoln: University Of Nebraska Press, 1999.

Navajo Joe. Dir. Sergio Corbucci. Perf. Burt Reynolds Aldo Sambrell Fernando Rey Peter Cross. DVD. Shock, 1966.

Rez Bomb. Dir. Steven L. Simpson. Perf. Moses Brings Plenty Tamara Feldman Tokala Clifford. DVD. Roaring Fire Films, 2008.

Rollins, Peter C. HOLLYWOOD’S INDIAN: The Portrayal of The Native American In Film. Ed. John E. O’Connor. Lexington: University Press Of Kentucky, 2003.


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