Cappuccino. Monkey and Bull make meal of Pomegranite, potatoes, pineapple & peppers. LL Zamenhof worked Pepsi's graveyard Shift til the day he died. Poetic. Death not for lack of irony. For growing calamity, asks Esperanza, Does one need fertilizer? Removes tongue from cheek. 1477. Chris visits Iceland inquiring As a wannabe Portugese picking up Waterfront gossip of "the NewFound Lands." Looks like Lawnmower Man on valium. Vacation - Grape Cod. Dwelling on payola, Punkrock, and plasma in Adobe Abode. Hystorically, a bladder bag full of bull. Mother Earth, you are beaux, bela, belle, Beautiful - Where's Dr. Esperanto When you NEED him?? Peabody Coal purchases Cavenham Forest for a copper penny. Mrs. Farthing leaves a pie on her porch for The plutonium miners. Make mine a strip so Rare IT'S STILL IN THE GROUND. Spineless as a Portugese Man O'War, now if That ain't the scumm calling the scummsucker scummy. Sage tea makes sore throat to merely a wet Groggy flemmy thing; yet Dire Wolf offers 12-page thesis on Yak semen. Can God hear you in a Hindu Ashram? "Yes," yells Yayo. She's 12 and SMARTER than you. Fiesta. Laguna March 19, 1992 They say you'll be led by children. Haiku: Zuni Moisture Dance Mudhead Kachinas - Laura, Yayo, HasKey Tso. Sweatlodge. Madrid, NM 2 FAS children flying a kite. Filthy fake fony false hair follicles Now fact thanks to Rogaine. Or was that Reagan?? Nancy's war-on-drugs: Rhymes with moron thugs. Open Mike is playing at the Chez What Cafe. Who IS this Open Mike? Just some honest Joe? Stench fries and fillet of potatoes at The Full Spoon Cafe. And Bo Diddley's cook wears wine-red Dingos pouring sherry in Mrs. Farthing's Chowder. Pampa, TX. Letting go of Police Brutality - Release, relax, relief. 2:30 a.m. Katy reads poetry for tips at the Omaha Greyhound. Makes 2-bucks on "Bernalilo Blues." Mytho-philosophical street poems. How do they make coffee in Nowata? Strong - same as Coffeeville. Trivia question: who's face on $5 Foodstamp?? Thomas Jefferson or Johnny Cash? Movado watch with moon minute hand, I straddle the corner of Florence & Normandy contemplating cops. A house full of cat-tails never falls; And Medina pours Mecca a 20 oz. cup of Mocha java. Previously published in a $5 Chapbook entitled "I Slurp My Coffee." Currently released as an album at: http://www.reverbnation.com/marcfruchtpoet And you can get the whole album as a printable .zip file at: http://www.frucht.org/Poems4RobertaBlackgoat.zip
08/10/2014
JOURNAL POEM 24 – Poems For Roberta Blackgoat
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01/21/2014
Living Simply So Others May Simply Live
I saw two minutes of an infomercial back in the day about installing copper tubing or plastic tubing for your automatic ice maker.
“If you don’t like that skunky taste your ice cubes might give off you can buy one of our in-line filters…”
My response is if you really don’t like the skunky ice cubes you can finish off all the meats in your freezer and stop buying more meat than you can eat in 2 or  3 meals!
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09/02/2013
A Parodic Poem based on Joseph Brodsky’s “Odysseus to Telemachus”
My dear Telemachus,
The Trojan War
is over now; I don’t recall who won it.
The Greeks, no doubt, for only they would leave
so many dead so far from their own homeland.
But still, my homeward way has proved too long.
While we were wasting time there, old Poseidon,
it almost seems, stretched and extended space.
I don’t know where I am or what this place
can be. It would appear some filthy island,
with bushes, clintons, and great grunting pigs.
A garden choked with weeds; some queen or other.
Grass and huge stones . . . Telemachus, my son!
To a wanderer the faces of all islands
resemble one another. And the mind
trips, numbering waves; eyes, sore from sea horizons,
run; and the flesh of water stuffs the ears.
I can’t remember how the war came out;
even how old you are–I can’t remember.
Grow up, then, my Telemachus, grow strong.
Only the gods know if we’ll see each other
again. You’ve long since ceased to be that babe
before whom I reined in the plowing bullocks.
Had it not been for Palamedes’ trick
we two would still be living in one household.
But maybe grampa was right; away from me
you are quite safe from all Oedipal passions,
and your dreams, my Telemachus, are blameless.
– See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15205#sthash.gvPZxcV2.dpuf
ANNOTATION:
Laertes is Richard Milhous Nixxon and through Odysseus he sends this message to Telemachus who is Barack Obama.
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04/17/2013
Why Seek An Inventive Mind? YOU have one! Part 2
Who remembers that kick I was on to use less than-a-dollar  reinventing overpriced things such as the 29.99  ipod/cellfone charger wallsocket holder out of a piece of cereal box cardboard?
http://muffinbottoms.org/?p=223
Or the 16$ iPod sock made out of an actual used sock from just needle, thread and scissors!
Well it’s refreshing to know someone else out there who I’ve never even met is thinking along the same lines.
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I usually just link to an image someone else took so much trouble to make but I can only find it on facebook so I’ll download/upload here and give link back to THEIR facebook. I think you want to click /like/ on theirs for sure and see what ideas they come up with next, the really have it going on.
http://www.facebook.com/ImaginationF4U
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01/19/2013
DOGFOODING DJANGO: I Compare & Contrast The Movie & The Script
Here’s a humble little C&C (compare & contrast) of Tarantino’s movie and script for “Django Unchained.”
http://twcguilds.com/assets/screenplay/django/screenplay.pdf
These are raw notes and I’m not going to bother editing. You get me thinking out loud on many levels from the straight up, straight forward, straight and true, to the anthropological, mythophilosophical and metaforical too. Enjoy!
Carrucan Plantation. My mind wanders to Caracas pretty quickly.
I believe “Field N____” on page 8 of the script is the first use of the ‘N’ word. Spike Lee and others are bothered by what they’re calling overuse of this word but of course the entire movie is about plantation life in the early moments before and after Lincoln’s ever so famous “Emancipation Proclamation.”
It was never clear to me that it was a $20 gold piece to purchase the horse, just a large looking coin. Too easy in today’s society to think maybe it was a Quarter or a Silver Dollar maybe.
Pg 10: King Shultz insists Django name his acquired horse. He has great difficulty agreeing to accept ownership. I wish they would have kept that in the movie. Could have been a great treatment of Indigenous thought versus anglo philosophy.
17: Love the smalll derringer extended from a handshake. Early foreshadowing maybe, of the Three Musketeers references to come.
Umm, afraid to say this out loud but I noticed Quentin Tarantino is not good at a/an with words starting in vowels. “a onion,” “a honest person,” etc. hehehehe
I tend to overthink things now and then, but Town of Daughtry makes the word Husbandry come to mind, like marriage but also animal husbandry, like chattel slavery as well.
THINGS WE MISS in movies that stay in a script:
20: “don’t make any quick movements and let me do the talking,” Django looks at him like, “as if…”
The movie’s signage specified Servant Uniforms I think but I don’t remember seeing “House Negruh,” or “House N___” whereas the script calls for it.
27: A little bit of cognitive dissonance for me in both the movie and the script. Jerry the boy who works with glass. His mama works at the lumber yard. I can’t tell if he’s a white or mixed indentured servant or a kid of a freed slave or what.
Oh Betina ribs Django for wanting to dress in blue Flauntleroy. In the movie he picked it. In the script Shultz made him wear it.
Spyglass the type a Sea Captain might use. Shades of Frederick Douglass maybe.
So “I’m sure he dead,” was an ad lib? Go Jamie Foxx!”
47: “Frankly I’ve never given anybody their freedom before. And now that I have, I feel vaguely responsible for you.”    Wow. I ponder that when looking back at my marriage and divorce. I’ll say no more about that, just that I truly feel like I freed someone who just couldn’t consider herself free and stay married.
54: Django finds Broomhilda, I think in the movie Shultz found out from rumormill or word on the street.
Not sure why the auction complete with bidding was cut out of the film, maybe time constraints?
“A seventy-five year old Indian on a mule makes a bid.” I would’ve wanted Tarantino, someone part Cherokee to expound on that one, that’s for sure.
57: “She climbs into the driver’s seat in more ways than one.” If it can be done, without being too preachy, I would have loved more documentary stuff about free/slave sexuality and also the dynamics and power differentials exploited using ones’ body or someone elses’ body, etc. Is “pony” legit from history? I never read about that before. That’s new to me for sure.
70: “You want me to play a black slaver?? There ain’t nothing lower than a black slaver. Black slavers are even lower than head house N___’s, and buddy that’s pretty F___ing low.”
Mandingo fighting pretty much lines up script and movie both. Even, “He’s just being cheeky…”
Confirmation of Broomhilda’s presence is about the same too.
“Candie gives Django a creepy smile.” Â I don’t remember seeing that in the film.
86: “I pay 500 dollars I want 500 fights. So what about my 500 dollars? You gonna reimburse me?”       The whites (except for Schultz) laugh. He’s comfortable with the wider economy of the deep south in Chattel Slavery but not supportive of it ethically or morally. The script shows that well. I’m not sure the movie does. Only mention I remember is in the saloon while asking Django to hire on as his sidekick.
I didn’t catch in the movie that getting emotional and wanting to pay the 500 was a break in character. In the script I see that.
That Django has seen worse doesn’t come to me in the movie either. I think Tarantino expected both Schultz’s and Django’s characters to be more developed at this point than they already are. Time probably didn’t permit but maybe more could’ve been done in the soundtrack or with visuals maybe.
Calvin blinks. Django wins a staring contest I didn’t notice. I’ll want to see the movie again just to see if it happened and I just didn’t see it.
I think a lot about the fact that all this was just 120 years ago or so. Someone alive today could have a grandparent or four who would be children of recently freed slaves. This is not ancient history, and I feel that many of the attacks on Tarantino’s use of the N word or the very mention of slavery in a comprehensive way for that matter, might be misplacing a defensiveness over their own family name. Or guilt by neutrality maybe.
Similar to issues over Native American genocide if you ask me.
I wonder if Tarantino’s treatment of Stephen (Samuel L. Jackson) comes along from a desire to get the subject of “house N____” back on the table for discussion; it’s been hushed since whatever year Harry Belafonte called Colin Powell one for his “step n fetchit” obedience to Bush’s Iraq war.
Hahahaha. Stephen only misses Calvin Candie like a rock in his shoe in the script. All the other descriptives must be Samuel L. Jackson ad libbing. Script characters that didn’t make it to the movie, but I won’t belabor those details.
The cruelty to mandingos in the script wasn’t something I particularly missed in the film. Good choice not overdoing that I think.
The interaction between Stephen and Django in the Big House might have been illuminating. Freedmen treating a House N___ as if he’s his owner. Shows a lot of deep south dynamics including contemporary emotional issues I bet. Which brings me back to Harry Belafonte and Colin Powell jousting again.
114: The two weeks in boston joke worked much better in the movie than in the script for me. The southern accent probably did it.
Stephen calling Candie’s Boston joke unfunny shows a closeness between the two of them that’s only shown a little bit in the moive. That could’ve helped develop that relationship I think.
Ace Woody telling Django that with Calvin dead Lara probably won’t care much about Mandingo fighting could get into some dynamics too but was probably superfluous to the film. Quite a bit more torture in the script than the movie. Maybe discussed in group was how to imply it without showing everything. Or even just showing a little and not having to belabor the point.
“Seemed like folks never had a bright idea in their life,” says the script but I’m pretty sure Stephen says “white folks” in the film.
146: “Django is damn convincing.”
Damned straight this inner piece of Tarantino writing is a Tall Tale within a Tall Tale that would make Mark Twain proud.
“Instead of [Gambling] chips they play with “N____ ears,” yes the ears of slaves.” Where on earth did you find this?
162 Closeup of Broomhilda as she watches this.
I would’ve liked this kept in the film. Don’t want to give any spoilers but I’ve wanted four characters developed from beginning to end. Django, Hilda, Stephen, and King Schultz.
A lot can be done with eyes and hands.
Last comment for now. I would’ve wanted the song “Follow The Drinking Gourd.” Maybe Richie Havens’ version, maybe mine, hint, hint…
In two places in this movie, maybe a few other places.
Especially whenever the North Star is mentioned.
More about Django?
http://muffinbottoms.org/?p=990
Comparing Navajo Joe with Django.
01/02/2013
Django Unchained Is Navajo Joe; Just Like Inglourious…
Earlier I did a compare and contrast between Quentin Tarantino’s “Inglourious Basterds” and one of his favorite Spaghetti Westerns ever,  “Navajo Joe.”
Title: ‘Inglourious Basterds’ Was ‘Navajo Joe??’
Well here I’ll do the same, essentially some raw notes after seeing ‘Django’ (the d is silent) twice and then sitting myself down and watching Navajo Joe again.
Navajo Joe callbacks to/from Django Unchained
by Marc Frucht
7:47 Tips over a horse with rider falling to the ground.
of course scalping, letter R on cheek for runaway slave
10:18 Â Wanted posters. Bounties. Scalps. Corpses
13:11 Â “no sale.” Â Arresting you for murder.
15:10 Â “you won’t have to run around chasing stinking indians just for a few dollars…”
17:21 the music is very very similar, thank you Ennio Morricone
A lot more hand to hand combat in Navajo Joe than Django, but shooting and shooting into dynomite is similar.
21:35 Â Posse horseriding up over the crest of the hill has the same feel as the klan riders before they start their argument.
24:06 Â shoot em ups are much looser in Navajo Joe than anything Tarantino does. Everything seems more calculated and direct in Django Unchained
26:17 Â rosepetals in the wind. Note the blood spatterings on the cotton in the fields early in Django
Burt Reynolds is a one man vengeance machine killing everyone on his way to doing his nemesis Duncan in; whereas Django is helping a bounty hunter go after a new person each scene. Â Although there is the focus on freeing Broomhilda for the entire back 2/3’s of Unchained.
29:30 whistling for the horse to follow a command. Kind of parallel to the victory dance at the end when all of Candyland was destroyed.
31:00 Estella interrupting something important. I’ve forgotten where there were interruptions of conversations throughout Django but I’m pretty sure there are some parallels there too. The womens’ characters are better developed in Navajo Joe than in Django I think. Tarantino kind of makes everyone besides Uma Thurman kind of “flat.”
34:55 I don’t think Navajo Joe has said a word yet, just killed and killed.
35:19 “I brought you a train.” He speaks simple words, but never in an accent making fun of NDNs perhaps because Burt Reynolds is part Cherokee and fought against that.
38:26 “plus the reward that’s posted for Duncan” there’s the bounty hunter.
44:57 Â “and one more thing. I’ll need some dynomite.”
49:50 “and his father before him, and his father before him… now which one’s American…”
55:07 No tricks Duncan. Don’t worry you’ll get your half. Safes. Remember the tooth at the top of the Dentist wagon?
56:12 Â Chester, the NDN has it all. He tricked you.
Dynomite thrown.
Empty rolls to look like sleeping people under the dental wagon?
57:16 Â Hostage. “I’m gonna kill this woman.” ‘Hilda? “she’s an NDN just like you
58:01 torturing Joe… parallel to the castration scene maybe. (close to the end of Django so I don’t want to give away too much there)
59:10 Spurrs on boots. again at 59:30 on Navajo Joe’s neck. I think in Django they were 5 pointed stars or something, and looked more for show than poking horses’ bodies.
59:47 Â horsewhip and something resembling eaglebone whistle sounds. very high pitched, maybe piccolo.
1:00:47 Â String him up by his feet.
1:05:22 gets out of the “string.” I don’t remember how Django gets out of his mask and shackles.
1:14:09 “my revenge” — Duncan.
1L17:05 Â “navajo joe” on the horse. foiled. it’s Jeffrey symbol carved in his forehead with a longknife.
1:18:10 Â Dynamite in the saddlebags.
1:25:29 “you won’t escape now, redskin” Â — reminds me of “I count 6 shots, nigguh; I count two guns nigguh…”
1:27:32 Â “I know you’re a bounty killer, you want to have my bounty.”
this belonged to my woman. do you remember her?
OK, the tomahawk flying through the air into someone’s head has a similar feel to someone flying from one room to the next being shot. I’m avoiding two spoilers there, or I’d say more.
The horse delivering the town their money all by his/her self. Humanizing horses shows up in lots of westerns, not least of which is Django.
I’ll end this essay with a question that’s not rhetorical. I’d love an answer some day. Is Quentin Tarantino a guitarist? I know his stepdad played guitar and piano. But it doesn’t say he plays anywhere. But not only does he have writer credits in many of the songs to the Django soundtrack but I’m noticing that the whole soundtrack is very very guitar driven. Lots of Dm, Gm and Am pieces. 🙂
11/30/2012
When Does A Usenet Reply Become An Essay:
When Does A Usenet Reply Become An Essay:
(Another Accidental Guitar Lesson)
by marco frucht
You caught me. It was me all along.
I invented tapping in the middle 1700’s when I was in Paris picking up chicks. There was something majikal about playing the guitar back then. You ended up with scores of wives. I mean before weddings even. They were all willing to call themselves your wife with no strings attached. Imagine a wife in every town taking care of your children with no commitment save for an occasional waltz or sarabande. All you had to do was send a buck or two once in a while or maybe a manuscript to show some progress, and of course you must tell them when you’ll be there performing next; if even a year later!
Oy!
I felt like Mischy Barishokov, I had so many wives. And none of them were formal weddings. So no paternity suits! And all because I could tap. We called it “tokarring” back then.
It was my 35th wife, Elena Sanz, who coined the phrase “tapping.”
“My husband can tap like a racehorse,” she was heard saying. And then I was challenged by guitarists all over France, Spain and also Honduras for some strange reason. It wasn’t until I got to Chiapas, in the late 1800’s before I knew that people had been tapping since long before me. Chiapanecas can tap your socks off. I believe Charo was the best at it, even if she wasn’t the first.
Oh, April 1, 1894, I remember that date well. Charo and me tapping by the moonlight until 4 am, maybe 5. But then her father came by with a huge musket and called me a “dirty Castillian tapper” and told me if I didn’t stay away from Charo he’d have my P, I, M AND my A cut off.
Last I knew Charo was married to a cabinetmaker and recorded a dozen or so albums herself. All her children know how to tap. Actually it comes naturally to them.
Tapping was a lost art until the 1960’s. Before that I thought for sure, I was the only one still doing it. Then suddenly Andres Segovia added tapping to his repertoire. And next thing you know, going into his 70’s Segovia’s got newborn babies singing his praises in NY, Boston, Paris, and Honduras just like me. Oh, Andres, Viagra’s got nothing on you, babe.
Everyone knows the story of how Eddie Van Halen learned to tap. He found out about it in a musty old issue of Playboy behind the orange barn in Santa Cruz, CA on a hot september day in 1970. The thirteen year old was reading an interview I gave to George Plimpton where I basically described tapping in full detail.
“You put your pinky here…”
The story was called “Making Her Sing,” but I swear I had nothing to do with the titling. Probably Plimpton’s sick sense of humour.
Eddie (EVH became his nickname, or Vertical Hold for short) couldn’t wait to try it himself. He was doing it in front of television one day and saw a flamenco star named Bertilucci Valderon tapping her little butt off on one of those Brady Bunch type shows and he just knew he had to tap with her.
“Get me Valderon,” he told his agent on the phone. The agent called her, but she wouldn’t return the calls for days. So vertical hold Halen took matters into his own hands. He hopped into his maserati and found out where she’d be driving her mustang. He came to a stop light and speeding up next to her, he tapped into her.
The rest is history. They have 72 children, almost all of them of tapping age, and Eddie gives an occasional tapping lesson at one of the local guitar shops; where he still furthers the myth that he invented the techique of tapping.
Nah, I don’t say anything, because I know who started it.
And besides, who else has to know besides you and me? Oh and my wives.
Tapped In Wisconsin,
marco
On Thu, 1 Jul 1999, Craig Nelson wrote:
> tapping was a classical technique long before evh or anybody else tried it.
correct.
> Steve Cobham wrote in message
> > On 26 Jun 1999 15:22:37 GMT, (Magicween) wrote:
> > >Give me a specific example to prove me wrong, that guy from Genisis is
> known as “The Father of tap”.
No! What was said, was “that is one tapped daddy.”
> > Harvey mandel before Steve Hackett and before HM some jazz guy, but the name escapes me.
Byrd? Reinhardt?
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09/16/2012
Blogging A Trip To Milwaukee And Back
Here’s a copy/paste blog of my trip to Milwaukee and back for the ISMAs and the Indian Summer Music Festival.
I played on the Potawatomi stage and the Miller Lite stage and had a blast! So glad I went. Definitely one of the high points of my music career.
Marco Frucht shared a link.
One work shift, twice as much driving and then a performance in ILLwaukee (Potawatomy stage at Summerfest Grounds,) then an entire weekend of enjoying one of the nicest 26th annual festivals in our whole entire nation.
Listening to ‘Cult of Personaliy’ a a Sonic west of Stroudsberg. This is livin’ !!
I ride a Danville paint /
I ride a Danville paint /
I’ve never used the word aint in a song /
I ride a Danville paint /
In Sandusky stretching out the new knee the army gave me way back when. I don’t remember to do that as often as I should.
Greeting the sunrise in Indiana helps me not care that gas here is 4.39 a gallon lowest price! Also having filled up in Ohio at 3.69 helps me not care either.
http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_14468442
Here’s a live recording of Cody Blackbird guest soloing on my song “Beauty Way” at NDN Summerfest in Milwaukee Wisconsin last night.
I rolled off the bass, and added some light breathiness and hard limiting to the recording but other than that it’s pretty pure and raw. I thought it didn’t come out too badly for having simply placed a stereo mic right onstage near my feet.
High point of my time at NDN Summerfest so far was sharing a stage with seasoned flute player Cody Blackbird I hope someone got pics or video.
Last night backstage I got to hang out with old school comedian Charlie Hill quite a bit and at some point he told me that Tito Ybarra is the funniest young man he’s met in his entire career. I can’t wait to tell him that. So this is one of several high points of my trip so far, including seeing Wade Fernandez and Dustin Leeperform again, and getting positive feedback about my CD from my peers and my mentors, but I think the highest point is still sharing a stage with Flute Player Cody Blackbird. 🙂 Oh, and I have a special announcement coming soon.
OK, I just don’t know how to articulate just how funny this theater troupe were:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQjTBDxz8K4
I got more video but this is all I can put up for now.
Enjoy
This once-a-year ecumenical Church service is the only one that has ever felt just like the one I participated in at the National Cathedral in 1992. Thank you Creator and also thank you, Father Ed!
Wow, Milwaukee must’ve invented the Americano. I’m in Hi-Fi cafe right in the heart of BayView having one that would make any Starbucks barista cry. 😉
Yes, I had some frybread. Yes I also had some wild rice and some buffalo meat. Mmmm. NDN Summerfest was a blast. I don’t think any of my personal friends won an ISMA but of course several FB friends did. And I probably feel the same way they do, bummed a little but just plain happy to have been considered. It was a wonderful weekend. Seeing so many old friends again, both people in and out of the
industry was wonderful, and so was watching the last quarter of the Packer Game with my friends Joel and Mollie and their kids. Lastly I’ll mention that three mornings in a row I was reminded how much I miss the cool lake breeze that keeps you gently air-conditioned until about 10 or 11 am when it starts to get hotter than one of Dante’s chambers. Having lived in Milwaukee for 4 years and Green Bay for 7 will remain a goodly part of my life’s story and returning to NDN Summer each year as often as I can keeps me feeling a part of it all.
Leaving Milwaukee, I’d better quote some Dustin Lee:
It took your city to believe/ You put your heart out there for me/ That’s why I’m sorry, but I’m gonna have to leave/ Oh, Milwaukee, you got the best of me.
Two new places to purchase my CD’s are:
on Brady Street, Milwaukee and:
Peace Action Wisconsin on East Keefe Avenue
QUANTUM MOMENT: Breezed by Chicago too fast to remember and reflect that their teachers struck this a.m. I’ll have to send them some solidarnos yesterday.
Another reply that belongs a status I think:
I gravitate toward people who write a song or three every day and try to ignore people trying only for grammys or sound exactly like someone else. Ironic, that this is much of the reason many grammy and emmy winners call me “peer” and I call them and many other nonwinners my mentors.
12 dollar toll for gw bridge??
Unreal. Wasnt this bridge paid off back in Benedict Arnolds years???
Thnx exponentially inflated toll booths between ny and mke. You’ve taken one of my best guitar gigs ever and just destroyed my memory of it. Half your lights are not on, the roads are still terrible, and your perpetual construction projects as far as the eye can see are dangerous and a huge bother. I’m simply lining your pockets and I’m left very bitter and resentful.
Here’s a poem I read at the Miller Lite stage called Journal Poem 23, which will be on my upcoming album “Poems 4 Roberta Blackgoat.” The theme this year to NDN summerfest was storytelling, and Joy Harjo, Joe Bruchac, and Denise Sweet and others were there too this year performing spoken word, comedy, poetry, everything too, not just music. Cody Blackbird accompanied me on flute for both poems that I read. I thought it added a lot.http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_14513836
Here’s Nammy winning flute player Cody Blackbird accompanying a native youth fashion show during the NDN Summerfest in Milwaukee last weekend.
Marco Frucht shared Joel Butler‘s video.
Sunday night I watched the last quarter of the Packer game over the house of my friends Joel and Mollie. Their 5 year old, Lucy informed me that she has had “Frybread” in her favorites for a very long time. I played the song live for her, and shortly after that she wrote up some new lyrics to it. Yes, right on the spot. Here’s her rendition right from that moment. 🙂
One more bit of footage from the Aztec dancers. Amazing performers, eh?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3lEgBnl4E2w
Here’s more from New Native Comedy Theater out of Minnesota performing a “traditional” hand drum song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6sFTnqJWzQ
Wait, you mean I can add “Award winning filmmaker” to my name? Neat. Thank you 48hour filmfest!
http://www.48hourfilm.com/en/newhaven
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Well there goes the neighborhood. A short and to the point video essay:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmq-mri2ITw
Copies of Marco Capelli Frucht’s CD Soffty Fasnfftof can now be purchased also at Looney Tunes in Wakefield! So all you URI profs who might remember my dad and students who might remember me… Go get em!
And if you’d like to hear it before purchasing, go to Cool Beans Coffee and ask them to play it for you.
😉
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04/27/2012
just made it onto iTunes, hint, hint…
“Technology’s nice but if you don’t have a story, forget it.”
— Â Filmmaker Randy Ericksen
“Technology is great, but the story is greater.”
Ibid.
“Everyone wants to save us, and help us, but no one wants to know us.”
— 22 year old Lakota Songwriter and Producer Frank Waln who grew up at Rosebud.
OK, those quotes are unrelated to what I’m about to blog but I just found those very profound just minutes ago so I had to include them here.
So, I spell a special ed teacher about once a week for an hour and a half or so; and it’s this one middle schooler named ___ who has full-on autism, downs, and many other issues so he’s very low functioning. Essentially I just babysit him while he watches his favorite cartoons on VHS and he has a button that can start it or stop it and that’s it. He loves to stop it and laugh — then start it again, and watch some more, “rinse, repeat,” etc.
Every once in a while though, something most people don’t ever notice OR care about — he’ll grab my hand or arm really lightly to get my attention and then touch his nose, his teeth his ear or his foot, etc., and he’s willing to wait almost forever until I say what he just pointed to, and the moment I say it he laughs hysterically and grins from ear to ear and either points to something else to continue or goes back to clicking his videos.
A friend who works full-time with special ed issues just blogged that a kid just gave her a noogie which made me giggle so much I had to pen these thoughts immediately.
It really is the little things, huh?
🙂
http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_12273051
SOFFTY FASNFFTOF (my debut folk full-length) just made it onto iTunes, hint, hint…
http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/soffty-fasnfftof/id522966480
[I lied didn’t I? Those quotes turned out to be “sublimely” pertinent!]
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04/04/2012
A Roundup of S(h)orts
Here’s a roundup of shorts, er uh ground up sorts, um, I mean some wound up sports, or wait, I know, a Roundup of Sorts…
My heartfelt version of Flatt and Scruggs’ “Roll In My Sweet Baby’s Arms” (written by Charlie Monroe) in honor of the late Earl Scruggs. (January 6, 1924 – March 28, 2012)
Looking over my record deal I consider how much better mine is than ones my friends signed with majors the past decade or so.
OK please support Jay Roc
Friend of a friend sort of, really kind of a distant cousin’s son!
Some old guy in this bkfst nook just asked his buddy how he can get a vibrator for his fone.
A guy behind me just told his mom he can’t talk with her on the phone anymore because he’s “coding.”
what was he doing? WOW online.
Yes, my peeps – be ready to look for it. I’m taking my album art inspirations most deliberately from a Zeppelin, a Miles Davis, a Melanie Safka and a Duane Eddy rekkid.
My luthier just compared my production style in a rendition of “Follow the Drinking Gourd” to Lennon’s “working class hero” recordings. That compliment made my day!
What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it’s all about?
Listen, I know everyone feels great about their new releases, etc., and we all work so hard and want to hype ourselves, but I can tell you, my debut folk full length that I’m releasing 12apr12 is very very good.
And as they say in the middle school where I sub the most, it’s “mad beast.” 😛
Old and dear friend of mine, David Rovics singing a great new song that really got my attention. Except for the pointed slam at Bruce Springsteen and who I’m going to assume is Little Steven Van Zandt pretty much every lyric in this song is spot on.
We all still live and die by this punk rock sensibility that everyone who makes it is a scumbag, like so many crabs in a bucket.
Having hung out a lot with people like Robbie Robertson, John Densmore, Warren Buffet’s son Peter, Jacob’s dad from Twilight and the old blue guy from Avatar, I can say it’s more about what you’re doing and how you live your life than what amount of dollars or checkbooks you carry around in your pocket.
And not trying to rib David too much, if you’re not talking about Silvio Dante, you must mean Rodriguez and not Berlusconi, right? What are you doing man? Tell me what’s up! 🙂
“Marc, I don’t remember if I told you this, but I’m a group leader for a group of Tiger Cub Scouts. We had our monthly meeting last night, and we do some sort of activity as a group. Well, I chose to teach those kids a few songs. We did “Frybread” and “The Shortest Song You Ever Heard.” Can you imagine a group of kids singing “Frybread, frybread, make me some frybread.” I concluded the meeting by telling the kids to sing those two songs at school tomorrow. Neat, huh?”
A feedback recovered from the old IUMA website, thanks be to the WAYBACK MACHINE!!!
“I hope as my kids get older they stay compassionate, stop to talk to old people, the homeless, the sick…sing to our military, continue to brighten peoples days and bring them hope.”
— Mistr Gritshttp://www.gritsworld.com/press_page
— Mistr Gritshttp://www.gritsworld.com/press_page
Holy cow! 61st nationally in the Folk charts. Thank you everybody, for helping my music climb like this! (In January it was 300th!!!) Alls I ever wanted “when I grow up” was to have people hear some of the songs I write, and you’ve helped me make that happen. I’m quite grateful!
Two NYE’s ago my Rosebud friend Frank gave up a heavy gig with Baby Phat because it just didn’t feel right. I’m sure he had to do some serious soul searching to turn away from something such as that! Now he’s learning Recording Engineering at a cool school in Chicago. Big ups to Frank Waln; you rock bro!
It was while substitute teaching in either Windham or Baltic I came to the realization I can track each and every success and failure in my life back to a specific teacher’s words and deeds when I myself was but two feet tall or so. And may I repeat, Governor Scott walker you are meanspirited and just generally a very bad person.
My midwestern eeuu friend Jill says she’s already seen a bunch of RWBB’s and SandHill Cranes! I have yet to see either although there have been a handful of robins lately. In my preparation for the first chance encounters with some RWBB’s (you already know I have an affinity type friendship with the little black, red, yellow & white critters) I give you this song from last year. 🙂 enjoy…
And if you are guessing I might be finally getting ready to start publishing my humble little weekly ‘Zine again soon, you umm… Might be right…
😉
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