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Sunday, June 22nd

sounds of Memphis

The Gospel Four, “One More Blessing,” live

Friday, April 25th

only rock ’n’ roll

Black Dub (Daniel Lanois, guitar, vocals; Trixie Whitley, keyboards, vocals; Jim Wilson, bass, vocals; Brian Blade, drums), “Ring the Alarm,” live, Vancouver, 2011


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art beat

Danny Lyon (1942-), Four Boys, Uptown, Chicago (1965)

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Friday, April 4th

only rock ’n’ roll

The War On Drugs, “Under the Pressure”

Live, Philadelphia, 3/14/14


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Recording (Lost in the Dream), 3/14


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reading table

Now, unlike then—sixty years ago—we know so much more about others . . . . [t]hough, of course, we know not much more of the important things—what’s in others’ hearts; and if their hearts are broken or damaged or full.

—Richard Ford, “A Symposium on Magic,” The Threepenny Review, Spring 2014

Tuesday, March 11th

sounds of Chicago

Paul Butterfield (vocals, harmonica), Mike Bloomfield (guitar), Mark Naftalin (keyboards), et al., live, Boston, 1971

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found words

Automated response received yesterday, after calling my pharmacy to find out if a prescription was ready, getting a recorded recitation of the available options, and hitting “0” in the hope of reaching a non-virtual human being:

This is not a valid command.

Saturday, March 8th

alone

Lonnie Holley, “Looking for All (All Rendered Truth)” (2012)

 

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For 18 years, the Atlanta-based documentary filmmaker George King has been shooting [artist and musician] Lonnie Holley . . . King has mined the footage to make a video for “Looking for All (All Rendered Truth),” a song from Holley’s 2012 debut album, “Just Before Music.” . . . [The footage] offer[s] glimpses of the artist as a young man: showing off his intricate sandstone sculptures or wandering amid the scavenged materials — a baby doll, a “Dead End” sign, a lawn jockey, a wrecked car, a child’s dress — in his Alabama yard-art environment. (There are also shots of a bulldozer tearing the place down, after it was condemned by the airport authority.)

“Lonnie is kind of a person without a country: he creates art that’s extremely sophisticated but that most people don’t know a thing about,” says the art collector and historian Bill Arnett, Holley’s longtime friend and patron. “Abstract art didn’t appear in Western easel painting, which is still the standard by which everything is measured, really until modernism. But black people were making abstract art in the the South for hundreds of years. It just wasn’t being recognized as art. Black people understood that to survive, they could not let their intentions and skills as artists be seen, so the art was done in cemeteries, or like Lonnie’s art it was hidden from view.”

—Mark Binelli, New York Times blog, 1/25/14

Friday, March 7th

two takes

Weary of winter? Here in Chicago we’ve had six feet of snow. How about a little trip south, way south, to Argentina?

Juana Molina, “Un Dia”

Live (TV show), c. 2010


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Recording, 2008


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found words

This just in from Spotify:

Now trending near you. Bob Dylan.

Wednesday, February 12th

only rock ’n’ roll

Del Shannon (1934-1990), “Runaway,” live (with Tom Petty, guitar; Phil Seymour, tambourine, et al.), 1978

Tuesday, January 28th

This just in from my son Luke (now twenty-two, living in Kansas City):

Did you see Stevie Wonder last night with Daft Punk?

Stevie Wonder, Pharrell Williams, Daft Punk, “Get Lucky,” live (Grammy Awards), 1/26/14

Friday, December 27th

sweet soul music

D’Angelo and The Soultronics (Questlove, drums; Pino Palladino, bass; Chalmers “Spanky” Alford, guitar; Frank Lacy, trombone, trumpet; Anthony Hamilton, vocals, et al.), “Send It On,” live, London, 2000


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art beat

Helen Levitt (1913-2009), New York, c. 1940

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Wednesday, December 11th

sounds of Chicago

Son Seals, “On My Knees,” live (TV show), 1980s


Musical notation has its place. Sometimes, though, it’s useless. How could marks on a piece of paper ever capture his attack?