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« Reply #30 on: October 25, 2005, 01:12:52 PM »
Gaz, FYI, There's a thread on Outsports asking people to vote for The Gym as "Best Gay Bar in NYC" in the AOL poll  (started by Cyd, natch, because they host his flag football team).  So I posted a link to your VV writeup :wink:
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« Reply #31 on: October 25, 2005, 04:23:25 PM »
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Gaz, FYI, There's a thread on Outsports asking people to vote for The Gym as "Best Gay Bar in NYC" in the AOL poll  (started by Cyd, natch, because they host his flag football team).  So I posted a link to your VV writeup :wink:


Hee!  Thanks!  BTW, I now know who "FireMikeTiceNow" is, and I am very aware of the incident he's referring to -- I wasn't a witness myself, but it was a major issue in our softball league.  Unfair to hold that against GYM, though!

(In case anyone thinks this is intrigue: A guy in my softball league had his leg broken by a reckless slider, and it became a very controversial matter over issues of safety and accountability -- and later, other issues, but don't get me started.)
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« Reply #32 on: November 09, 2005, 09:03:30 AM »
So Jorge, the former copy chief, who's now the Theater section editor, summons me to his cube Monday night.  "Not to typecast you," he says, "but will you see this and review it?"

It's an off-off-Broadway play: Sodom: The Musical, starring erstwhile Village Person Randy Jones as God.

Not typecast at all.   :o

So the show was kind of disappointing.  In the meantime, I did this:
http://www.villagevoice.com/nyclife/0545,mccombs,69816,15.html
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« Reply #33 on: November 09, 2005, 09:08:52 AM »
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So Jorge, the former copy chief, who's now the Theater section editor, summons me to his cube Monday night.  "Not to typecast you," he says, "but will you see this and review it?"

It's an off-off-Broadway play: Sodom: The Musical, starring erstwhile Village Person Randy Jones as God.

Not typecast at all.   :o

So the show was kind of disappointing.  In the meantime, I did this:
http://www.villagevoice.com/nyclife/0545,mccombs,69816,15.html


Nice work as always, bub.

Randy Jones IS God, isn't he?
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« Reply #34 on: November 09, 2005, 11:08:12 PM »
The Voice, like any other alt-weekly, runs a music listings section with all the upcoming shows.  Of course, in NYC, this is a bigger task than in most cities, and so the listings get spread out among many writers, at least a dozen.  I am among them, and have cultivate a niche covering what my friend Pam and I call "fartcore": the package tours and hits recaps undertaken by career artists years beyond their commercial prime.  Such were four of my five assignments this week -- by far my biggest workload for one week -- so I thought I'd share them here:


Wednesday
November 16

Chicago
North Fork Theatre, Westbury Music Fair, 960 Brush Hollow Rd, Westbury, NY, 516-334-0800.
8pm.


By touring in support of Rhino’s reissue of their 1971 Chicago at Carnegie Hall concert set, these innovators of brass rock obviously feel they’ve still got the chops for both old catalogue and new. Over their career they went from political sunshine pop to ballady schmaltz: No one likes it all, but everyone likes some of it.



Friday
November 18

Whispers
B.B. King Blues Club & Grill, 237 W 42nd, 212-997-4144.
8 & 10:30pm, $40-45.


The soul outfit from L.A. had only two major crossovers—“And the Beat Goes On” and “Rock Steady”—but over a full quarter-century they charted every few years, never innovating but always riding trends reasonably well. Best-case scenario: They do their 1976 Tower of Power knockoff “You’re Only As Good As You Think You Are.”



Saturday
November 19

Davy Jones
B.B. King Blues Club & Grill, 237 W 42nd, 212-997-4144.
8pm, $42-45.



Appearing in Living in TVLand next spring, raising race horses, planning a Monkees museum in his adopted Pennsylvania home, and taking the odd gig, usually for charity: That’s the life of our Daydream Believer, a consummate showman who despite his limited range will take on some of Micky’s songs as well as his own.



Sunday
November 20

‘Wall Street Rising’: Aimee Mann + Keren Ann
TriBeCa Performing Arts Center, 199 Chambers, 212-220-1460.
8pm.


The Music Downtown Concert Series concludes with Aimee Mann—whose deceptively complex The Forgotten Arm remains my favorite album of 2005, a sensitive elegy to a junkie boxer and the hard-luck woman who loves him—and Keren Ann, whose lullabying folk is Suzanne Vega on the rocks with a splash of Peyroux.



Tuesday
November 22

Carly Simon + Ben Taylor + Sally Taylor
Frederick P. Rose Hall, Time Warner Center, 60th & Bway, 212-258-9800.
8pm, $95-150.


Pedigree counts for little in rock, as Lisa Marie Presley will someday admit, but that hasn’t kept Ben and Sally Taylor from following in Carly and James’s footsteps. Ben’s album Another Run Around the Sun bears all of Dad’s granola-harmonic traits, while Sally’s jazzier and lazier like Mom, whose new Moonlight Serenade picks up where Rod Stewart’s Songbook left off.



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« Reply #35 on: November 10, 2005, 07:40:27 AM »
"Suzanne Vega on the rocks with a splash of Peyroux."

nice turn of phrase, that.
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« Reply #36 on: November 10, 2005, 11:10:47 AM »
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"Suzanne Vega on the rocks with a splash of Peyroux."

nice turn of phrase, that.


indeed! i love the carly simon one, too.

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« Reply #37 on: November 15, 2005, 07:26:24 PM »
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So Jorge, the former copy chief, who's now the Theater section editor, summons me to his cube Monday night.  "Not to typecast you," he says, "but will you see this and review it?"

It's an off-off-Broadway play: Sodom: The Musical, starring erstwhile Village Person Randy Jones as God.

Not typecast at all.   :o

So the show was kind of disappointing.  In the meantime, I did this:
http://www.villagevoice.com/nyclife/0545,mccombs,69816,15.html


Nice work as always, bub.

Randy Jones IS God, isn't he?


Here's what I had to say about Sodom: The Musical:

http://www.villagevoice.com/theater/0546,mccombs,70042,11.html

Next on the agenda: a short piece on holiday volunteer opportunities next week, followed by a week copy editing for Biography magazine (my first gig with a truly national mag; seems copy editing is a much easier ladder to climb than rock writing).
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33 1/3: The cold November reign
« Reply #38 on: November 27, 2005, 09:52:33 PM »
Hey gang,

I hope you all had lovely Thanksgivings.  I haven't read any threads since Wednesday, will catch up on things tomorrow while at work -- but for now, I need to solicit some quick opinions.

You guys are, I realized this afternoon, pretty much the target audience for the "33 1/3" series: rock fans with an intellectual and historical bent to go with the critical one.  I spent some of this weekend reading a volume of the series in its entirety -- Michaelangelo Matos's take on Prince's Sign 'O' the Times -- and was surprised to find that it wasn't the here's-what-it-was-like-in-the-studio kind of historical narrative I was expecting, but rather a more casual, dare I say glib, critical analysis of how the artist got to the point of deciding to make this album, what its songs sound like and why they work as they do, and a smattering of context (artists influenced and influenced by, relationships, social affairs and news impacting the scene/period).  And a lot more basic artist biography material than I'd expected -- a full chapter, a quarter of the book, in this case.

So I'm really really undecided about which book to propose -- and while I'm not expressly forbidden from proposing more than one or submitting two simultaneous proposals, my gut feeling tells me that to do so would be a bad, bad idea.  To add to the mix, I've added a third album I'd like to propose that I think could be interesting.

I've listed the albums and their pros and cons below.  Can you let me know which album you personally would be most interested in reading an entire book on, were you to do so?  I'd be grateful, as always.

Gaz

Jefferson Starship, Red Octopus

Pros: This is the album I'm personally, deep down, most passionate about; I have a very good chance at access to the band's biographer, Jeff Tamarkin (I've spoken with him before and he's read my JS reviews on the All Music Guide); talking about songs like "Miracles" and "There Will Be Love" let me really flap my wings in the grand-language games.

Cons: There's not a lot of mainstream interest in the band (their episode of "Behind the Music" was the series' worst-rated, I read once), hindering saleability; I can't be sure of having access to the band members themselves.

The Monkees, Headquarters

Pros: The Monkees have been a popular story for the mainstream; this is a very important and interesting point in their history, their reclaiming of their instruments; getting this would work marvelously in conjunction with a potential EMP Pop Conference presentation on the band.

Cons: No access to the band or any of the other participating parties; this isn't my favorite Monkees album (I prefer its followup, PAC&J Ltd.).

Terence Trent D'Arby, Introducing the Hardline According to TTD

Pros: More current; there's been fewer '80s than '60s/'70s books in the series so far; chance to wax effusive about every single track and explore his influences (Smokey, JB, Bobby W); probable access to the artist himself for interviews.

Cons: I'm not good with the technology of production (drum machines used, etc.), which is more central to TTD's work than the others; I have nothing in my portfolio to demonstrate my expertise on him; I don't know his history a fraction as well as the others.

Oy yo yo do I overthink these things . . .  Thanks again.
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« Reply #39 on: November 30, 2005, 12:57:18 AM »
This is what I'll be submitting later today:


“33 1/3” Series Proposal: Jefferson Starship, Red Octopus

Submitted November 30, 2005
By Joseph McCombs


1. An Outline of What I Want to Say, and How:

By the early 1970s, the members of the Jefferson Airplane were releasing increasingly erratic and fragmented records to an increasingly diminishing audience. 1972’s Long John Silver, the last studio record bearing the group’s original name (save for a 1989 reunion album), was lambasted for its indifferent songcraft; the following year’s Baron Von Tollbooth and the Chrome Nun, credited to principal players Paul Kantner and Grace Slick plus Marty Balin replacement David Freiberg, was an embarrassingly low charter; and Slick’s 1974 “solo” LP was a bizarre effort, counting among its six tracks an instrumental, another song altogether absent her, and an album closer that relegated her to suppressed backing vocals. It seemed the band’s impact, culturally and commercially, was on an irreversible downward slide.

1974’s Dragon Fly album began to reverse these fortunes, on the heels of “Ride the Tiger,” Kantner’s most focused pop song in years and a surprise charting single, and a seven-minute collaboration with former member Balin called “Caroline” that helped return the group to FM radio playlists. The record, released under the new, optimistic moniker of Jefferson Starship, went gold and suggested that there might yet be some creative juices flowing among the aging rockers.

But nothing could have foretold the comeback that would commence in 1975. (Save for Kantner’s incantation on “Ride the Tiger” to “look to the summer of ’75/All the world is gonna come alive.”) Balin was unexpectedly convinced to rejoin the band as a full-time member, and the now eight-piece outfit found its once splintering crew collaborating free and easy on a set of brisk love songs. “It’s a vehicle that people get on,” Kantner would explain of the Starship, “embark and go to a destination and then get off.” For this album, everyone was on, and working together. “Maybe everybody just felt good for a while,” even the normally sardonic Slick had to acknowledge.

That album of love songs, Red Octopus, became the group’s biggest hit to date, propelled by Balin’s most ambitious and most fully realized song of his career, the #3 smash “Miracles.” Balin’s contributions to Red Octopus were his most extensive on a Jefferson Whatever album since 1967’s Surrealistic Pillow, and would decisively point the group in the direction of MOR balladry for the next few years.

Subsequent Jefferson Starship albums sold well and produced their share of tasty hit singles. But none of their records ever matched Red Octopus’s cohesion, verbal playfulness, instrumental and vocal intricacy, or cultural and commercial impact (the album hit #1 on four separate occasions that year, and Balin’s blatant celebration of cunnilingus on “Miracles” remains a delicious sedition against Top 40 values). Red Octopus had one other interesting and unintended effect as well: Its success pioneered the notion that a rock group approaching middle age (Slick turned 36 during the album’s chart run) could be a successful touring band, integral to making “rockers for life” a viable option for CSNY, the Stones, the Who, and others.

My intent with turning the Red Octopus story into an entry in the “33 1/3” series is to recap the band’s underexplored history from Balin’s 1970 departure to his return (only ardent JA/JS fans know what happened between Volunteers and Red Octopus), briefly discuss the successes of the 1974 Dragon Fly album, and use that discussion as a launching pad to reviewing the making and impact of the Red Octopus album. Drawing on my own lifelong deep immersion in the group’s work, Jeff Tamarkin’s band biography Got a Revolution!, and what I hope will be numerous interviews with band members and others involved with the making of the album, I will offer a vibrant retelling of how the songs were written and recorded, how the record was received by critics and the public, and how it’s assessed today, particularly in light of its 30th anniversary reissue with bonus tracks this fall. Insufficient light has been shone on the Jefferson Starship’s impressive 1970s output, and I wish to make some measure of correction with this book. I feel this will fit in perfectly with “33 1/3” ’s mission of telling the stories behind remarkable albums while addressing what I see as one of the series’ few drawbacks: minimal coverage of the albums of the mid ’70s, an era all too often written off as one of trash singles and little more.


2. A Few Words About Myself: I’m a music journalist, trivioso, and aspirant historian with a particular bent toward the pop music of the late 1960s through mid 1970s, and a particular interest within that time frame of the recorded output of the Jefferson Airplane and Jefferson Starship. Years of reading extensively about them and listening closely to all the albums in their broad repertoire have given me a strong degree of expertise in their story, manifested so far by reviews of several of their albums for the All Music Guide.  My writings in recent years include over 100 AMG reviews, hundreds of indie artist reviews for musician development website StarPolish.com, over 100 concert listings and several features for the Village Voice alt-weekly, and an extended paper that I presented at this year’s Experience Music Project Pop Conference in Seattle.


3. A Bit About the Series: I wouldn’t compare the books in the “33 1/3” series to each other, as they’ve been written with different tactics and different intents. But Michaelangelo Matos’s swirling track-by-track investigation of Prince’s Sign ‘O’ the Times with extensive backstory especially succeeded in its mission: It convinced me to go back and listen to the album with a fresh and eager pair of ears, and I found I appreciated it far better than I ever had before.  I hope to do the same for readers with a lively recap and critique of the Red Octopus album.


4. An Estimate of My Timeline: It took me five weeks to write a 4,500-word paper (while working a full-time day job and freelancing as a part-time copy editor) for presentation at the EMP Pop Conference this spring, which included time for research as well as wordcraft. As I no longer have the day job, I can work more regularly and more efficiently on this novella, which will involve less background research but more time devoted to interviews. Including the time necessary to garner interviews with first- and second-hand sources, I would put myself on a schedule to complete the book in 25 weeks from the date of being given the go-ahead. However, if an alternate time frame is needed or desired to ensure the volume’s success, I can adapt my plans to the needs of you and Continuum.


Thank you for considering me for possible inclusion in the “33 1/3” roster. I am confident that my contribution to it will be an engaging and informative addition to the series, and I look forward to hearing from you in January. Please feel free to contact me in the meantime with any questions regarding my proposal.


Sincerely,

Joseph McCombs.
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« Reply #40 on: February 21, 2006, 02:57:36 PM »
Hey Gaz -- SPIN magazine moving to SF?  Something to investigate when you're here?

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/sfgate/detail?blogid=3&entry_id=3080
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« Reply #41 on: April 14, 2006, 08:15:03 PM »
Hey all,

I'm going to be copy editing at JANE magazine for the next three weeks M-F 10-7, so you're not going to find me here in real time until May.  And with Time on Saturdays and the EMP paper still to finish, I'll be a far more muted late-night presence as well.  So I wanted to take a sec to say Bon Voyage to the dear Princess as she heads to Amsterdam imminently (Knock 'em dead!  Sell some music!) and cheers to you all as I brace for three 75-hour work weeks in a row, a test of character that, if I bear it, just might get me on the major-league radar.  I remain ever appreciative for alls y'alls friendship, kindness and good will, insights and factoids and opinions, and alladat.  As well as for letting me test material out here every once in a while.   :D   Ciao for now.

PS: At 3:32am, it's my official 33 1/3 birthday!  I'm having friends over next Sunday to celebrate and spin records.  Including "Sugar Don't Bite" and the other stuff I got in Mill Valley.   :P
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« Reply #42 on: April 15, 2006, 11:46:54 AM »
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Hey all,

I'm going to be copy editing at JANE magazine for the next three weeks M-F 10-7, so you're not going to find me here in real time until May.  And with Time on Saturdays and the EMP paper still to finish, I'll be a far more muted late-night presence as well.  So I wanted to take a sec to say Bon Voyage to the dear Princess as she heads to Amsterdam imminently (Knock 'em dead!  Sell some music!) and cheers to you all as I brace for three 75-hour work weeks in a row, a test of character that, if I bear it, just might get me on the major-league radar.  I remain ever appreciative for alls y'alls friendship, kindness and good will, insights and factoids and opinions, and alladat.  As well as for letting me test material out here every once in a while.   :D   Ciao for now.

PS: At 3:32am, it's my official 33 1/3 birthday!  I'm having friends over next Sunday to celebrate and spin records.  Including "Sugar Don't Bite" and the other stuff I got in Mill Valley.   :P


Happy 33-1/3, bub!  And Best of Luck with the simultaneous gigs -- I know you'll make out just fine.  Your presence will be missed but we're thrilled for you! And Time and JaneyJaneyJaneyJane are lucky to have you.
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« Reply #43 on: April 15, 2006, 06:11:15 PM »
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Hey all,

I'm going to be copy editing at JANE magazine for the next three weeks M-F 10-7, so you're not going to find me here in real time until May.  And with Time on Saturdays and the EMP paper still to finish, I'll be a far more muted late-night presence as well.  So I wanted to take a sec to say Bon Voyage to the dear Princess as she heads to Amsterdam imminently (Knock 'em dead!  Sell some music!) and cheers to you all as I brace for three 75-hour work weeks in a row, a test of character that, if I bear it, just might get me on the major-league radar.  I remain ever appreciative for alls y'alls friendship, kindness and good will, insights and factoids and opinions, and alladat.  As well as for letting me test material out here every once in a while.   :D   Ciao for now.

PS: At 3:32am, it's my official 33 1/3 birthday!  I'm having friends over next Sunday to celebrate and spin records.  Including "Sugar Don't Bite" and the other stuff I got in Mill Valley.   :P


thanks, gaz!! and good luck with jane, jane, jane!

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« Reply #44 on: April 18, 2006, 05:28:37 PM »
FUCK.  Chuck Eddy was released today from his duties as senior music editor of the Voice.  This was confirmed to me by a guy who works in copy there.  Gawker rumor-milling suggests Xgau is gone too, but I don't know either way about him.

This sucks.  Chuck was the one who took a chance on me as an intern in August 2003, and who thereafter gave me some assignments, ran with some pitches, and above all taught me valuable lessons in music discussion and how to effectively speak in shorthand when constrained by word count.  He was a fastidious editor, always turning in his copy well ahead of deadlines (a blessing to those of us copy editors) and paying close attention to all responses and comments.  He made it a point to cover all genres of music -- find me another alt-weekly that regularly reviews country and jazz CDs as well as pop/rock/R&B/hip-hop -- and kept in rotation many if not most of the nation's premier music critics.  And most importantly, he was genuinely passionate about the music itself and not the celebrity of its industry.  When he'd hear something he liked, he wouldn't wonder if they had a picture in a magazine that week, he would wonder what its sonic references were.

His departure also says dangerous things about the state of New Times journalism, indeed, of alt-journalism itself.  Chuck's being replaced by a guy at another New Times paper, which portends the hastened transition to using syndicated content.  The Voice's film section already has begun to syndicate some of its reviews from other NT papers.  This is an awful thing.  It's not that the others are bad writers, but they're writing for smaller-market audiences who, by and large, are satisfied with reviews that consist of plot summaries with a single-sentence opinion at the end.  New York audiences, especially the Voice audience, expect something rather different, something more intellectually challenging and engaging.  That the same seems poised to befall the Voice music section is an embarrassment.

It also severely limits my options as far as writing for them; and Chuck was actively considering one of my pitches as of last week.

At least I didn't have all my eggs in that basket.
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