Harry Manx Does an Irish Raga

Here’s Harry dang Manx covering Van Morrison, “Crazy Love.” “Dang” because I really want him to come to Spokane.

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Blue Bossa

Here’s me and Scotty Thompson covering “Blue Bossa” by Kenny Dorham.

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Two Guns

It was 1976 or 77, I was 18 or 19, not much older anyway. Bi-curious, I was in love and living with another boy my age, Michael. Michael and I had for a few weeks or months shared an apartment in San Bernardino. This is a terrible town, torn apart by freeways (just to mention one reason). And it was like that J.G. Ballard novel where a guy crashes into a zone encircled by freeways, by which I mean Michael and I both thought we were living in a kind of hell, a purgatory, a ghetto of color, gender, sexual orientation, here because we’re poor–and in fact a freeway bridge ramped in a broad arc right around the block our building sat in. And one late night we stood in that tiny living room with its one window on the world offering an engineeringly intriguing view of the freeway but not much else, and we were embracing and we were kissing and–zhit–a bullet zinged through that window and into the wall over Michael’s shoulder. It could only have been fired from that soaring arc of interstate. It looked small caliber to us–but still. A foot in our direction and we might both, either have been injured, killed. We grabbed our shit and right that moment moved into Michael’s VW bus. Left the apartment key on the rickety dining table and left no forwarding address. The landlords can have the deposit, we’re out of here.

That was the second time in my life I had a gun’s attention. The first time, as far as I recall now, was also with Michael. So perhaps these events came in either order, it only matters for narrative drama; which fuck.

We were in Michael’s town, La Puente, west of Berdoo, nearer the malignant clot of L.A., staying at his parents’. We were out late, walking home from, somewhere, a friend of Michael’s with drink and smoke. I don’t think we were committing any public displays of affection. I mean, fuck. 1977. We’re two guys walking down the street, but for sure with alcohol-fueled cockiness moving our groove. Or whatever, cause then there’s this car with, 4 guys? More guys? Fuck, and the guy in the back leans out the window and is pointing a gun at us, and the car goes by so fucking slow, we can’t speak and they just go by. I don’t remember any of those guys laughing or saying anything at all: just staring at Michael and me frozen into the city sidewalk. My memory is silent, as if there were only menace in that moment. Nothing happened; it was only a chill shadow that crept over us, and past.

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Long Train Running

Snippet of Voodoo City Radio covering The Doobie Brothers classic, “Long Train Running.”

Video by Emma Karel-Ward.

The band: Chris Luciere, keys/vocal; Gina Taruscio, vocals; Michael Gourley, drums; Michelle Karel-Ward, guitar/vocals; Brian Clark, bass

Contact: voodoocityradio.com

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Moscow Farmers Market

Eric and Brian are Dylan in a Track Suit

Eric and Brian are Dylan in a Track Suit

Dylan in a Track Suit will be performing July 9, 9:30 a.m at the Moscow Famers Market. Dylan in a Track Suit is a project featuring Eric Sorensen on acoustic guitar and vocals, and me on electric baritone guitar and vocals.

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All Blues covered by Pork Pie Hat

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Corcovado covered by Pork Pie Hat

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Pork Pie Hat on KJEM

KJEM’s first Jem Set featuring Pullman’s own, Pork Pie Hat. This video includes jazz standards by Miles Davis, Dave Brubeck, and Antonio Carlos Jobim.

Pork Pie Hat was Brian Clark, guitar; Scotty Thompson, flute; Eric Sorensen, guitar; Dave Hoyt, drums; and Jack Purdie, bass guitar

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Making Faces: Metal Type in the 21st Century

Featuring: Jim Rimmer
Director: Richard Kegler 
Studio: P22 Type Foundry
DVD release: 15 April 2011 
Runtime: 90 min. (1 disc)
Format: Color, DVD, Subtitled, Widescreen, NTSC
DVD Features: Audio tracks (English), Subtitles (English), Bonus features on making metal type and the tools needed to make metal type, The Creation of a Printing Type from the Design to the Print by Frederic W. Goudy (silent film from the 1930s), A metal "k" from the Stern typeface, Rimmer Type Foundry catalog of digital faces

Jim Rimmer was a British Columbian printer and type designer who cast metal type using the now nearly lost pantographic technique. If that’s all Greek to you (or, if you’re a graphic designer, maybe it’s all greeking to you, too), you need to watch this film by book artist and P22 founder Richard Kegler. Continue reading

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Naked Lunch: 50th Anniversary Edition

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAYou enter the moment of the “naked lunch” when you realize just what that is quivering at the end of your fork. We’ve been staring at that living, gelatinous mass for 50 years now – and we still don’t know what it is.

It’s a novel. It’s a poem. It’s (as one shrill Amazon reviewer has it) the ranting of a LIBERAL ATHEIST JUNKY. It’s (drug-induced or not, take your pick) stream-of-consciousness. It’s the first prose cut-up. It’s pornography. It’s the end (or beginning) of (post-)modernism. It’s The Bomb, it’s a how-to-be-a-writer manual. Here’s the definitive answer to all that: Yes, it is. Naked Lunch is all that and more. Continue reading

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