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08/06/2011

What people have been saying about my song “Frybread.”

I just want some frybread now!!! Congrats and awesome!!!!

— Kim Bruso

how can you be my nanna, if you won’t make me frybread?!

— Joanne Stamp Packer

Here’s what some are saying about my folksong named “FryBread.”

Way to go Marco!!!

— Charly Lowry

We loved hearing it live last night Marco, good luck!

— Frank Nerkowski

HOORAY!

— Carolyn Hester

“Fried bread Fried bread make me some Fried Bread. Good enough for us Yakama NDN’s to listen to.”

— Roy Dick

OMG. Frybread!!!! The song is quite endearing, Marco! I just did a search for the song on youtube and watched the video. Now I’m hungry!

— Maria Madole Bareiss

Hey, hey, Marco! I am very happy for you. Thanks for keeping the faith in fighting for justice.

— Paul Wozniak

“I gotta admit, all the while I was doing yardwork over the weekend, I found myself singing the chorus to frybread. In fact, it was weighing on my mind so much, that once I finished, I immediately went inside and taught it to myself on the piano”

— John Carta

killer, marco. this is great news.

— Chris Castle

Yeah, baby!!! I love to see my friends– esp. former students– achieve success. In part, that is a measure of satisfaction for me. In fact, I shall take full credit for your nomination… j.k.

— Denise Sweet

Right On Marco!!

— Ed Stasium

You’re 100% bad ass!!! Congrats, man.

— Ben Parent

Congrats!

— Juliette Tworsey

i love frybread!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lol

— Supertorch9

Very COOL! Congrats!!!

— Rick Rumpel

sweet brother! good luck to ya!

— Daniel Rodriguez

Congratulations Marco! 🙂 thats awesome!

— Michael Kickingbear Johnson

Congratulations!

— Dennis Kinsey

Good for you Marco! You deserve to win! I’m voting for you.

—  Michael Bucher

Congratulations Nyro and Marco!

— Takako Yoshioka

Totally awesome. I am a Southern California Native myself. I wish you the best with the Nammy’s. Each and every year there is wonderful artists there.

— Ashton Haze

“I’d recommend you point your web browser at the following address: http://www.frucht.org/roberta.html (check out the Fry Bread song) But then, what the hell do I know,…….. I’m just a sheepherder.”

— Bo Peep

Listen to this song here:

https://www.reverbnation.com/marcofrucht/song/8025975-frybread-chorus

or search for it in your Spotify or iTunes account.

Also, I would just love it if you would consider going to the http://www.nammys.org site soon and vote for this song and so many other positive and uplifting tunes. 😉

🙂

07/18/2011

TALKING GUITAR METHOD:

Filed under: Academic,Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff,Tech — admin @ 12:18 pm

I was telling a friend a trick for mastering parts that seem counterintuitive and at about the same time I notice another friend says the following:

“testing out the speed trainer in guitar pro for the next gary moore lick.”

I just know when I find myself mixing up [2] and [3] finger with each other a lot that’s my signal the piece might’ve been written on piano or violin first, or that it might’ve been 5 or 7 positions higher or lower before performing it.

One great trick is to find a couple other positions to start the same exact passage; maybe 5 or 7 positions higher or lower.

Here’s the best trick I can ever give away:

Pick half a dozen notes that include something you’re finding difficult to memorize and find those same notes all they way down on the open position. 0,1,2,3,4ish frets. Play the thing over and over there for a few minutes and then go back to where it’s performed, it might suddenly come easy as if you unlocked something magically.

Believe it or not I learned that from a Fernando Carulli book written in the late 1700s.Ooh, PS:

There’s a reprint of the same book at:

http://notenversand.eu/komponist/carulli_fernando/carulli-gitarre-schule-ue276.htm?pg=1

Nice!

07/14/2011

Reflections about Rob Grill from the Grassroots dying.

Filed under: Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff — admin @ 7:21 am

When a musician dies, a whole library burns up.”

– Brad Oldenburg

I didn’t know Rob Grill personally, but I grew up loving his music. And when one of his friends told me he passed away the other day I was just floored. A loss is a loss and there’s really no right way to articulate how you “feel” or “think” about the whole thing, when you still wrestle with those feelings in realtime, but here is me trying my hardest to articulate just exactly how I feel about all that.

because of the nature of our generation,” a friend blogged, “the losses seem to be more devastating and personal because of the musical, artistic and creative, etc., endeavors, accomplishments, even failures of these people and our connection to them and their work.”

I responded to her with the following:

I was surprised last night by a guy I hadn’t seen in two years or more. He’d seen my notice about an informal gig and drove 40 some odd miles to come out of his own personal exile to ask if he could share a stage with me.

Another day I might have said “no thanks, solo gig, I’ve got this,” or “let’s rehearse some day first…” etc., but I was just plain happy to see him and excited to jam, so he broke out his ’79 strat and a little vox amp and just kind of added whatever he felt like to each of my folk songs, originals and covers for about an hour and a half. I don’t know if it’s because of this newest loss, or just getting older in general or what, but I’m starting to remind myself I don’t want to take a single friend, old or new for granted. I plan to live each day like it might be my last, and treat each sighting of a friend like the first and last moment I have with them or something. Will I do this for a few weeks and then go back to the usual rut until some next old friend or acquaintance dies, or keep this up the rest of my life? Remains to be seen.

05/17/2011

My Quahog (Is Hoggin’ The Beach:) Lyrics to a song I should publish soon!

Filed under: Academic,Food,Humor,Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff — admin @ 8:26 am

Lyrics to My Quahog (Is Hoggin’ The Beach)

by marco capelli frucht

Not copyrighted yet, so please (don’t) steal…

My quahog is hoggin the beach…

He’s eaten up every and each

He eats all the snails and inhales the quails

And even the sandcastles shovels and pails

My quahog is hoggin the beach

My quahog has eaten the trees

The bushes and all of the bees

The birds in the air and the crabs in your hair

And even the dogs are now empty of fleas

My quahog is hoggin the beach

My Quahog has eaten the shops

The ones witgh the moms and the pops

He didn’t stop there he bought walmart fair share

Even firmed up the rights to the breathable air

My quahog is hoggin the beach

[SPOKEN] This song in case you couldn’t tell is called

“My quahog is hoggin the beach”

My quahog has ate up the land

He never even needed a hand

All the farms and the shores and the 5 and dime stores

With quarries and worries and slurries and hurries

So listen to my story you must understand

[SHOUTED] BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE AND HE EATS ALL THE SAND!

My quahog is hoggin the beach

My quahog is now after you

He’s willing to start with your shoe

Next is your ankle and both of your knees

But after your soul will no longer be free

I hear he’s got eyes on a child or two

My quahog is hoggin the beach

[SPOKEN] I have a question for you: would you rather be chowder or stew

This is my quarrel with clams

They multiply faster than yams

They consume and consume

Until then they presume

And take flight for your room

Eating all your perfume

[SPOKEN] Like a Quahog will do: You know how they are

When he chases your shoe and consumes it like stew

As soon as he reaches the coast with the beaches

For any and eaches.

My quahog is hoggin, the…

beeeeeeeeeeeeach.

2 good places to hear this song are:

http://www.reverbnation.com/artist/song_details/8376861

or:

http://soundcloud.com/atizine/my-quahog-is-hoggin-the-beach

And a good place to watch a homemade music video I did of it is:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gn8TKn4tv1U

04/23/2011

I miss Junji Shimanuki. He was a great guy.

Filed under: Academic,Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff — admin @ 1:40 pm

Ordained monk.

Nipponzan Myohoji order

colleague of Jun San

Helped build Grafton Peace Pagoda.


“Junji’s austere lifestyle, the open simplicity of his spiritual practice have earned him wide respect in Indian Country.”

stood in strength and peace

with traditional Navajo and Hopi

several years.

Many don’t know this, but he insisted people teach him to build a single man’s Hogan where he lived for many years at Black Mesa.

..experience, ..equanimity, ..dignified heart

Also, I used to love letting him borrow one of my 1960s guitars because his heartfelt versions of Bob Dylan’s “Just Like A Woman” and John Lennon’s “Imagine” in a very thick Japanese accent were so much fun to sing along with and enjoy immensely.

I miss you even more today than many years ago when you passed away Junji. Rest In Peace.

http://www.8thfire.net/Day_178.html

Adding the following for historical purposes:

Jan 9 1992, 4:47 am

SPRITUAL WALK: 1992 AND BEYOND

NA MU MYO HO REN GE KYO

I  am  Junji  Shimanuki, a Japanese Buddhist  monk  of  Nipponzan

Myohoji. I come to offer a message to those who would here.

Our Teachers tell us that a great time of change is upon us,  and

that  we  must move forward with true compassion  to  meet  these

challenges.

It was the Most Venerable Fujii Guruji’s belief that the American

Indians  who  have  preserved a spiritual  way  of  life  against

humiliation  and oppression have a mission. He believed that  our

mission is to liberate humanity from the danger of  annihilation,

to  correct the wrong doings of the United States, to show a  way

to  break through its deadlock and to see that the cruel  history

will never be repeated. Fujii Guruji had high expectations of the

Bodhisarttya practice of the American Indian people.

It is in this spirit that I began to organize a ” Spiritual Walk”

to  begin  in  San  Francisco, Jan 1,  1992,  and  to  arrive  in

Washington  D.C. on October 12, 1992, the “International  Day  of

Solidarity with the Indian People of the Western Hemisphere.”

I  had hoped to organize an Indian walk… like the Longest  Walk

of 1978. I spoke to many native people and groups. Of course they

said  it  was  a good idea but many of  these  organizations  are

currently  focusing on their community. There are so many  things

to be done and everybody is doing their best.

We must move forward in this. This “Spiritual Walk” will  include

all  People  of  the Four Colors. WE WILL  WALK  AS  A  SPIRITUAL

OFFERING TO CORRECT THE EFFECTS OF COLONIZATION AND GENOCIDE UPON

AMERICAN INDIAN NATIONS.

We will do our best to speak out, to educate the American public.

1992  is a time for All People To Walk On This  Beautiful  Mother

Earth…   to  correct  the  injustices  done  by  the   American

Government not only to the Indian Nations but also to the world.

We  are a small group of people who have committed  ourselves  to

walk 5400 miles across the United States. We go through 17 Indian

Nations to gather prayers, spiritual strength and unity.

We  will  be  passing through California,  Nevada,  Arizona,  New

Mexico,  Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Iowa, South Dakota,  Minnesota,

Illinois,  Indiana,  Ohio, Pennsylvania, New  York,  New  Jersey,

Delaware, and Maryland.

We could use any support along the way including,  accommodations

and  food, organizing visits to schools, churches  and  community

groups,  media outreach, organizing gatherings or prayer  vigils,

or joining us in our walk for what ever time is possible.

For more information and a detailed itinerary please contact:

Nipponzan Myohoji, 82 Flora St. S.F. CA 94124 (415) 822-9471

04/10/2011

Liner Notes and Back Cover of Chiapaneca Rekkid. Enjoy!

Filed under: Academic,Music and Stuff,News,Pop Culture — admin @ 6:45 am

A

Chiapaneca is a tone poem

It is December 22, 1997.

A paramitlitary group called “Paz y Justicia” rapes and murders dozens of women and children

at a prayer meeting in Acteal, Chenalho, Chiapas. One paramilitary chooses to leave. He

picks up a little girl, Marcela saving her from harm. But later he is found out in the act

of helping her escape to the neighboring village and they hang him after much torture.

Aggressively they search for little Marcela but give up after a time.

There are other witnesses they weren’t able to kill.

Undetected, a guitarist sits in the bushes; waiting for them to leave. He remembers

everything he has seen.

Dedications: RIP Matt Chew, __________ [Censored], my Dad, John Ross, The Bees, Alma and you.

i dig local musicians.

UPC: 700261324746

Poet, Producer and Writer Marco Capelli Frucht wishes the four Sledge Grits

girls all the continued success that can possibly come along to match their

amazing skills and talent!!

ShoutOuts: Snark tuners, Page Capos, SIT strings, Zinky amps and the only new

guitar purchases anymore are Navatone and Godin.

Recording Studios acknowledged:

Lite Straw, Pwop, Dirt Floor.

http://www.oilpanalley.com

http://www.frucht.org

Oasis Disc Manufacturing

B

Frybread was written near Black Mesa Arizona

(Ch)Fry bread, frybread, make me some frybread

How can you be my Nana if you won’t make me frybread.

Frybread, frybread, make me some frybread,

How can you be a Nana if you won’t make some frybread.

Make me some frybread, chop up some peppers,

Make up some frybread- add some beans and cheese

How ’bout some frybread ‘n lettuce n’ tomatoes

Make it any kind of bread but make some fry bread please.

(ch)

I’ll herd the sheep for you I’ll chop the wood.

I’ll mud the roof if you’ll only make frybread

I’ll sweep the floor auntie, I promise I’ll be good.

I’ll learn a song for you but please make some fry bread.

(ch)

Wheat flour or white flour

Use any kind of flour

Heck even Jewish rye flour

But make some frybread please.

(chorus, repeat and fade…)

This song dedicated to all of Bob and Bonnie’s children.

Shouts to my Nana, my Bubbe, Ana Egge and Mrs. Laurie, (my 5th grade

English teacher at Groton Heights.)

02/26/2011

Pre-Release for CD Single.

Filed under: Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff — admin @ 9:01 pm

This CD single should come back from the printers in about 10 days. I can’t wait to rack it and stuff.

Please enjoy this music video in the meantime.

The song is Chiapaneca and it’s a tone poem. Read along the first or second time you hear this song and you should be able to envision it.

Cheers,

marco

It is December 22, 1997. A paramilitary group called “Paz y Justicia” rapes and murders dozens of women and children at a prayer meeting in Acteal, Chenalho, Chiapas. One paramilitary chooses to leave. He picks up a little girl, Marcela saving her from harm. But later he is found out in the act of helping her escape to the neighboring village and they hang him after much torture. Aggressively they search for little Marcela but give up after a time. There are other witnesses they weren’t able to kill. Undetected, a young guitarist sits in the bushes; waiting for them to leave. He remembers everything he has seen.

01/22/2011

GUITAR CLINICS & MAKING THINGS RIGHT: Blogging A Dream.

Filed under: Humor,Music and Stuff — admin @ 9:18 am

I’m 17ish living in Connecticut.

I go away to MIT (Musicians Institute) home of GIT (Guitar Institute of Technology and BIT (Bass Institute of Technology) and become this hotshot guitarist out in California. Mark Sarzo (last name changed to protect the innocent) uses my name to hold a guitar clinic at Caruso Music hoping to make bank. He plays a little guitar and we looked exactly like each other back in the little league baseball days. People used to mix us up for each other constantly. Ironic that not only did we become friends but played in a couple bands together during junior high school too.

CLICK to see larger foto...

So apparently Sarzo had every intention of trying to teach this clinic. There were flyers all over town on telephone poles, and ads in all the local papers and magazines.

Well I’m home from vacation at the time and, catching wind of it I figure out what’s going on pretty quickly. First I was angry and hurt and confused but then a little flattered. I meditate on it and decide to show up and teach the clinic.

Is this the silliest story you've EVER read???

It’s well attended and we do make bank. Richie Caruso comes over and hands me a huge check. Mark Sarzo comes up to me and apologizing, he explains what happened and tells me some story about something really heart wrenching that I don’t know maybe it really has happened so I tell him I’ll cut him two checks from this one, half for himself and then the other half is one that he has to hand deliver to Mr. Day at Claude Chester grade school for their once a week soup kitchen. Mark Sarzo thanks me and keeps apologizing over and over until I insist I’ve already forgiven him and please stop.

_____________________

OK so what’s extra funny about this dream is that much of this is based in reality. I really did play Little League baseball with this Mark Sarzo (different last name of course) We did both play guitar and in fact he knew the principal of Claude Chester and we used to rehearse there Wednesday nights because Sarzo was in fact friends with Mr. Day.

He never defrauded me, I never donated half a clinic’s worth of money to the soup kitchen there, although I volunteered there a few times, and also my last year of high school I mentored little kids there for our school’s Key Club.

Needless to say I woke happy, content and at the same time just a little bit perplexed.

12/29/2010

Mike Figgis’ Filmmaking Book Was Great! Here go some excerpts…

Filed under: Academic,Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff,Pop Culture,Tech — admin @ 8:30 am

Here are some quotes from the handy book, “Digital Filmmaking by Mike Figgis.

I really found his first person account of the transition from film to digital (Figgis made “Hotel” and “Leaving Las Vegas” and so many other movies that don’t get named as often) to be one of the best descriptions of not just what’s being done in the industry, but what each of us can do right this moment with what most of us already have!

“Mike Figgis is a man who lives and breathes the cinema… While most filmmakers are content to plod their dreary way from one foregone conclusion to another, Figgis is out there on the edge, joyously pulling off cockamamie stunts.” — Roger Ebert.

Ten years ago the professional camera was entirely out of reach to anyone other than millionaires. And now we have these things that are almost disposable.

One of the great film composers, Morricone, formulated a list of advice to filmmakers and composers. He advised that you should not change the key of your piece of music unless you have a real good reason to — because when you change the key, it makes the audience think something else has changed. the function of music is to UNDERSCORE. We use the word ‘score,’ but what we really mean is ‘underscore.’ The score should not lead but support the film, adding tension and emotional subtlety. It is UNDER the film. I have a huge problem with a lot of scores that I hear, which are definitely not under – they are OVER the film.

Opposed to this is making a digital film, where you should sort of infiltrate yourself into a natural environment, and not try to change it. You don’t stop the traffic, you don’t highlight your presence, you don’t put up a big neon sign announcing the film. It’s rather like taking a stills photograph — in a subtle way, after a while people don’t seem to see you anymore because you’re not shouting, ‘We need silence now!’ Or, ‘Stop the traffic!’ and the director’s not screaming, ‘Who let that person through?’ You just observe the environment sufficiently to knkow where to put the camera, and then you let the environment continue. The actors are then reacting to natural phenomena rather than fake phenomena.

I will never see my footage as an object — a can of film, a tape in a case, a reel of sound, a negative of a still image. Those formats are all poised to disappear. This makes me feel insecure, and I have resorted to spending days making back-up copies of all my information. I have had no choice but to become an obsessive filing clerk. I make three copies of everything I generate, and then I deposit each of the three at a different location. Why? Because in my deeply superstitious pagan mind, I have the notion that otherwise it could vanish without a trace.

What happens in America with mainstream films is that they test the film, and if it doesn’t test very well, the first thing that will be blamed will be the music — hence the hysteria of adding louder and louder strings and making a bigger noise. Maybe the answer would be to take the music off altogether and then test the film, and afterwards start gently adding it back in.

It was Sony, the great innovator, who came up with DAT – digital audio tape, a tiny but highly sophisticated tape. The first record-and-playback DAT machines were very well made, very robust, professional machines, not cheap but not fearfully expensive. And almost immediately the industry accepted it: DAT became THE format for mastering sound. Certain engineers whom I talked to at the time were horrified. ‘The quality’s great, but where’s your security? This is a tiny piece of tape in a plastic box…’ — whereas before, you were using really big four-inch-wide master tapes. DAT wasn’t invented as something to take over as the mastering format for recorded sound, but that’s the way innovation works.

…it means you can shoot at very low shutter speed, plus you can change the aperture to make a very high-contrast black and white image. Which means you can virtually shoot in the dark.

[MY THOUGHT: when I read that; Maybe the jump from 8 to super8 was bigger than any other technological advance yet, except maybe DAT]

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So yes, these quotes are all over the place, they’re just the pieces which struck me the hardest on my first read.

If you want to see most of them in their own context, almost all the pages are up at:

http://books.google.com/books?id=tTG3luLsbrAC&lpg=PP1&ots=SbKt0JfX9M&dq=figgis%20filmmaking&pg=PA56#v=snippet&q=opposed%20to%20this&f=false

and/or you can buy the book at

http://www.amazon.com/Digital-Filmmaking-Mike-Figgis/dp/0571226256/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1293634082&sr=8-1

For so much more info about Mike Figgis:

http://www.red-mullet.com/home.html

http://www.myspace.com/mikefiggis

11/30/2010

Reply as BlogPost

Filed under: Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff,Pop Culture,Tech — admin @ 9:47 am

Sometimes I go long on a reply somewhere and look it over after hitting send and realize it’s its own blog post really.

Here’s another one I believe stands on its own just fine. (I’ll try to bring forward context as well though.)

Our society is so out of control. We’ve completely lost sight of what matters until we see a great moment in a great movie or something and then we shed what, one single tear that feels like “I get it…” and then we go right back to all the unnatural things in life that we’ve been conditioned through a lifetime to think are natural.

Yikes.

I’m immersed in all these same things, but I try to be mindful at all times of concepts such as “I am not my cellphone,” “I am not my car,” “I am not my hair style,” and “I am not my body type!”

Especially while making art because those are the things that are going to continue past my own words spoken and footsteps taken, etc.

RE:

pic and quote on a friend’s post

“The funny thing is that some people reduce freedom to a brand,” Gaga said between tears. “They think that it’s trendy now to be free. They think it’s trendy to be excited about your identity. When in truth, there is nothing trendy about ‘Born This Way.’ ‘Born This Way’ is a spirit, and it is this connection that we all share. It is something so much deeper than a wig or a lipstick or an outfit or a f**kn’ meat dress. ‘Born This Way’ is about us, ‘Born This Way’ is about what keeps us up at night and makes us afraid.” –Lady Gaga, Poland (Nov. 2010)

And there was an

[IMAGE]

with Lady Gaga with a yellow phone over her left eye.

and my buddy wrote:

So so typical of today’s world: cellphone attached to our bodies as computers control, dictate every seconds of our lives…

[RElated]=[ http://sheepdognationrocks.blogspot.com ]

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