Voices From The Past

Lake Ontario shoreline in Rochester, New York
Lake Ontario shoreline in Rochester, New York

People used to identify themselves when they called you but they don’t do that anymore because everyone has cell phones and they know who’s calling before they say hello. In fact people don’t even say hello any more they just start talking. Well we don’t have a cellphone and I’m often completely thrown as to who I’m talking to. Someone will prattle on about something while I’m running through my mental rolladex trying to figure out who the voice is. Is it work related or a friendly? No big deal. I’m just saying.

The phone rang during dinner the other night and our nephew was laughing at the quaintness of the answering machine on our land line and that led to a discussion of the old full size cassette answering machine that we had and how we’d record over and over the tapes until they were layered bits and pieces of voices from the past. I set a few of them aside and went downstairs to check to see if I could put my hands on them. I found a cassette deck and put on a white label advance copy of Colorblind James’ “Why Should I Stand Up?” from 1991 that had been put into service.

Brad Fox called and started with a joke. “Why did the Siamese twins go to England?” No punchline. A snippet of Colorblinds’ “That’s Entertainment”, Deb calling from Massachusetts asking for help with her computer which was suddenly in a foreign language. Peggi’s mom letting us know she didn’t like the answering machine. A snippet of “Ride Board.” A wrong number where someone left a message for someone we’ve never heard of. Our nephew calling for help getting a stuck floppy out of an Mac SE. He’s majoring in artificial intelligence today. Another snippet of “Ride Board.” And plenty of people complaining about the quality of our outgoing message which as I remember had either James Brown or Miles Davis blasting in the background.

Sometimes the machine would record our part of a conversation if we failed to pick up the phone in time. So we heard Steve Black from Singapore answering a call from Steve Hoy while we were out somewhere. Directions to Jeff and Mary Kaye’s house for the first time! And then Peggi’s dad and Gary Bennet calling from beyond the grave. Are people saving their cellphone messages these days? This stuff is priceless.

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AM DJ Was My Host

Chuck Cuminale aka Colorblind James opening for Personal Effects at Scorgies in 1985. Photo by Gary Brandt.
Chuck Cuminale aka Colorblind James opening for Personal Effects at Scorgies in 1985. Photo by Gary Brandt.

The headline in the “Local Beat” section of today’s paper reads “Colorblind James Experience Reunites.” I wish! Chuck Cuminale, aka Colorblind James (both colorblind and real name, James), song writer extraordinaire, lead vocalist and rhythm guitar player, has been dead ten years now. Chuck insisted that the lyrics to his songs be included in any lp or cd package. They address life’s big themes and read like poetry, dark and funny and sweet, a world away from trendy punk or new wave of the day. Chuck was humble but opinionated. He knew exactly what he wanted in a backing band and he ran a tight ship.

Gary Brandt took this photo of Chuck when Colorblind James opened for Personal Effects at Scorgies in 1985. Gary worked at Midtown and MotoPhoto and used to shoot black and white film and run it through the color processor at work to achieve this look. It was Colorblind’s first gig at Scorgies and Bernie Heveron, PE’s former bass player was on stand up bass. The band had recently settled in Rochester after a stint in San Francisco and Phil Marshall, Chuck’s brother-in-law, moved back with the band on lead guitar. Gary Miexner, who was with Colorblind when we first saw them at Red Creek in 1980, was back in the band as well. Jim McAvaney was the perfect drummer for Chuck’s theatrical numbers.

Chuck is seen performing “Considering A Move To Memphis” above. The band could move mountains and continued to do so with Ken Frank, now with Margaret Explosion, on bass. Tonight, with Chuck’s son Mark standing in for his father, they pay their respects at Abilene.

Chuck gave us a copy of their first 45 at that Red Creek gig. Jan Marshall did the cover art. This is the B side.

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Bait The Traps

Dreamland Faces performing upstairs at the Memorial Art Gallery in Rochester, New York for the opening of the "Extreme Materials II" show
Dreamland Faces performing upstairs at the Memorial Art Gallery in Rochester, New York for the opening of the “Extreme Materials II” show

It was great playing with Minneapolis’s Dreamland Faces at the Extreme Materials show but because they were playing at the same time as Margaret Explosion we didn’t get to hear much. We chatted before the show and Andy said they were going to do their “dissident stuff”. We heard from others that Karen didn’t sing for some reason. I caught part of one song while we were on break and it didn’t sound dissident to me. It sounded other worldly. Andy’s from Rochester so they’ll be back. With two accordions, two saws, two totally unique voices they are a marvel. Here’s a clip of Andy from Prairie Home Companion.

We have a mouse in our spice cabinet but it’s not going after the spices, it is stripping the labels of the Cream of Tarter and other containers in order to use the paper in it’s nest. That’s not so bad but the droppings are sort of unappetizing. Our cat has been looking at the walls like there is something going on in there so I’m thinking it’s time to bait the traps.

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Multiple Listening Service

Peggi on stage at Visual Studies Workshop
Peggi on stage at Visual Studies Workshop

Margaret Explosion records most shows. We never rehearse (we sound it, I know) and we hardly ever play a song more than once so it takes a while to work our way through the recordings. Some songs survive multiple listenings and stay on the “A List” until we can give them a title. “Strip Club”, from October of last year, is one that wouldn’t go away. It features Jack Schaefer on bass clarinet and Pete LaBonne on piano. I just added it to the site today.

Pete LaBonne joins us for Friday’s gig at the Eastman House opening and Saturday’s gig at the Memorial Art Gallery. Jaffe, former keyboard player with Colorblind James, said he might stop by and sit in tonight at our Little Theater gig. Stop by. Live a Little!

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Turntable Soundtrack

Bob Martin setting up at Visual Studies Workshop in Rochester, NY
Bob Martin setting up at Visual Studies Workshop in Rochester, NY

Margaret Explosion played last night at Visual Studies Workshop, the first of our four art gigs. We played up on the stage in the auditorium in front of a fifty minute propaganda movie that Rochester Gas & Electric made about the city back in the early sixties. We did the the gig as a trio, just Bob (above), Peggi and me – no bass. Ken was rehearsing with his other band, SLT. They’re opening for Hugh Cornwell from the Stranglers in a few weeks and Blondie’s Clem Burke is playing drums.

The auditorium had some big sound and we took it to some new places but we forgot to turn the recorder on so it will have to live on in our memories.

Here’s Margaret Explosion – Turntable recorded last week at the Little Theatre Cafe.

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October Art Tour

Margaret Explosion October Art Tour
Margaret Explosion October Art Tour

This detail from a Carrie Levy photo is part of the “The Unseen Eye” at the George Eastman House. Margaret Explosion is playing the opening party Friday, October 21. We have four art gigs this month. Pete LaBonne joins us on piano for Eastman House and Memorial Art Gallery opening. Dreamland Faces will be at the MAG that night as well. We’re at the Little Theater tonight and the first of the four art tour stops is tomorrow night at Visual Studies Workshop where director, Rick Hock, has us performing in the darkened auditorium while a movie about Rochester is projected on their big screen.

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Shek It Tout

Webster Park pier on Lake Ontario outside of Rochester, New York
Webster Park pier on Lake Ontario outside of Rochester, New York

John Gilmore sends us oddball emails at odd hours. Thankfully they’re the type that don’t require any action on our part. We can ignore, delete or read and we don’t have to respond. They are never stock, forwarded crap and are often tailored directly for us.

In the last few weeks he’s sent us links to a site that sells the striped shirts that Picasso favored, a link to the Velvet Underground’s “Venus In Furs” inclusion in a list of “Ten Best Songs Based On Books”, and this link to Wikipedia’s page on “Ostinato.” John’s email was entitled “Shek It Tout.”

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Making Me Want You Somehow

Coffee/Bread signage on Java Joes' building at the Rochester Public Market
Coffee/Bead signage on Java Joes’ building at the Rochester Public Market

I love the new signage above Java Joe’s and the bakery at the Public Market. Looks like it has been there forever.

I’ve always felt that I have some sort of knack for spotting hit songs. I mean I’ll hear a song for the first time somewhere and think. “damn, that’s catchy” and sure enough it becomes some sort of hit. Maybe everybody feels this way but it is not all a good thing. I get stuff stuck in my head all the time, stuff that I don’t want there. We were out somewhere when we heard “Lady” by the Little River Band. Maybe it was dinner at JoJo’s. They had a satellite station on paying Rolling Stones, Eric Clapton, Matt & Kim, Elton John and maybe “Lady.” Have you ever called your girlfriend or wife “Lady?” This thing is a relic but it lodged itself in my brain for two or three days.

So lady, let me take a look at you now
You’re there on the dance floor, making me want you somehow
Oh lady, I think it’s only fair I should say to you
Don’t be thinkin’ that I don’t want you, ’cause maybe I do

Yesterday we stopped in to Home Depot to pick up a bag of cement. 80 pounds for $3.75! What do you think came on their sound system?

Margaret Explosion plays the Little Theatre Café tonight at 7;30. If I’m lucky I’ll get something else lodged upstairs.

Listen to Margaret Explosion “Juggler” with Jack Schaefer on bass clarinet

Margaret Explosion 45 RPM "Juggler/Purple Heart" (EAR 16) on Earring Records, released 2011 on black vinyl.
Margaret Explosion 45 RPM “Juggler/Purple Heart” (EAR 16) on Earring Records, released 2011 on black vinyl.
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Dollar For A Dime

Kenny Garrett Quartet with Benito Gonzalez on piano, Charnett Moffett on bass and Marcus Baylor on drums at the 2011 Exodus to Jazz Series in Rochester, New York.
Kenny Garrett Quartet with Benito Gonzalez on piano, Charnett Moffett on bass and Marcus Baylor on drums at the 2011 Exodus to Jazz Series in Rochester, New York.

We were pretty excited about seeing Kenny Garrett’s quartet again. He was sensational at the 2006 Jazz Fest and we hadn’t yet seen any of the Exodus to Jazz shows so we bought general admission tickets at Wegmans and showed up at the Hochstein School of Music about a half hour early to grab a seat in the balcony.

Benito Gonzalez was on piano again but this time he was wearing a sharkskin suit and long pointed shoes. Charnett Moffett was on bass and Marcus Baylor was on drums, all four of them individual powerhouses. Together they tore the roof off the church. Too bad my camera is still in the shop. This was music on a very high level but I took a low res video of their encore with my old NIkon.

Detroit’s Johnny O’Neil opened the show and brought he house down with a beautiful version of Eubie Blake’s “Dollar For A Dime.” They do not write songs like that any more.

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Lodestar

Brian Williams was talking about all the gigs he’s done over the years with John Mooney and Bob Henrie. He was saying how he wished he had taken the time to jot down the the specifics of each gig. Tom Whitmore from Watkins and the Rapiers was there. He lives in Geneseo and Brian asked him if he remembered a place called Gentleman Jim’s. I said I had played there with New Math and someone stole Gary Trainer’s guitar after the gig. Brian said he was on that same bill playing with the John Mooney band. It seems like I have always know Brian but I guess not.

Let’s see, I played in a working C&W band in Bloomington, Indiana and then a New Wave band in Rochester called “New Math”. Both of those lasted a couple of years and then I started playing in a band called the Hi Techs which sort of morphed into Personal Effects. Those bands lasted for most of the eighties and somewhere in the nineties we started playing as Margaret Explosion. Time flies. Tonight we play at the Little Theater Café.

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Semper Fi

Dog in Volkswagon bus in Wegmans parking lot
Dog in Volkswagon bus in Wegmans parking lot

The weather changed right on cue over Labor Day weekend and the last few days have been dark and gloomy. Sade sounds particularly good on days like this. I don’t let it get to me, it’s great weather for hanging around with friends. Duane‘s in town for a few days and it’s perfect weather for Margaret Explosion. We begin a long run at the Little Theatre Café tonight at 7:30. We’ll be there every Wednesday until the end of the year.

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Mind Expansion Time

Margaret Explosion with Pete LaBonne performing live at Village Gate courtyard. Photo by Brian Peterson.
Margaret Explosion with Pete LaBonne performing live at Village Gate courtyard. Photo by Brian Peterson.

Like a grade school kid Margaret Explosion took the summer off. Rested, fired up and full of mind expanding experiences we are ready to explode. Join us as we kick off Labor Day Weekend on Friday at 6PM in the Village Gate Square. Pete LaBonne joins us on piano. We’ll move the festivities inside if it rains.

Here’s Festival, a song from our gig there two years ago. Pete LaBonne plays piano.

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Evolution

Turkeys near Lake Ontario in Rochester New York
Turkeys near Lake Ontario in Rochester New York

We took a walk between rain showers yesterday and spotted these turkeys. They can fly if they have too but they are almost too clumsy to do so. They aren’t the most graceful walkers either. They are still evolving.

We have a number of small jobs that keep us strapped to our computer chairs and one of them is mp3 fulfillment for Pete LaBonne. We’ve sold two copies of his “High Time” release in the last few days and we’re wondering what the flurry is all about. He must be getting some North Country press. Last we heard he was firming up a date at Turning Stone Casino. Pete will be in town on September 2nd to play with Margaret Explosion for the last of this summer’s outdoor “14 Fridays” in the Village Gate Courtyard.
Pete LaBonne “My Clock Stops” from Gigunda Box Set

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Planned Obsolescence

Gatefold album jackets
Gatefold album jackets

Vinyl records sound better than cds or digital files. I’m not talking about clean 180 gram virgin audiophile vinyl, I’m talking about dusty old lps and 45s. And there is no question that record covers look much better especially the gatefold spreads weather inside or out. So I’m hanging on to a few and putting the rest in a garage sale next weekend. I offered two boxes of cds to my nephews yesterday, deliberately arranging them so the White Stripes were on top. They looked down at the boxes and giggled as they said no thanks. I asked if they had a cd player and they said no.

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Purple Heart

3 rows of shrubs in Rochester NY
3 rows of shrubs in Rochester NY

I thought yesterday’s 4 Season’s post on “So Many Records, So Little Time” was cool but today’s was a sensation. Kevin posted Margaret Explosion’s “Purple Heart” What a way to start the day.

We took a long bike ride in the direction of Irondequoit Bay and wandered around in the dreamy little neighborhoods that overlook the bay. We stopped at a few garage sales and rode down streets with “No Outlet” signs on them. Perfect Day so far.

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Blindfold Test

Rolls of hay near Potter NY
Rolls of hay near Potter NY

I love the Blindfold Test that DownBeat gives a musician in each issue. Listening with with an open mind, no cover image, liner notes or baggage, can be exhilarating. That’s why I like “iTunes DJ” shuffle mode so much. Knowing what song is going to come up in what order takes all the fun out listening. I’m always running to my computer to find out what it was I just heard come out of there.

I was working at my computer with the iTunes DJ at work in the background when Peggi came in to ask who the last song was by. I was kind of surprised because it was her on sax with Margaret Explosion doing “Sargasso Creek.”

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Gumbo Variations

Columbian coffee bags at Canaltown Coffee in Rochester New York
Columbian coffee bags at Canaltown Coffee in Rochester New York

It feels really good to look at something and decide you could live without it and then throw it in the trash. I had this old rusty wheel barrel that I found in someone else’s trash a long time ago. Sparky put a new wheel on it for me. I filled with other junk last night and took it out to the curb. I usually have a moment of remorse but don’t look back.

Still getting rid of junk is not as easy as it sounds. Where do go with stuff that might be worth some money like old records. eBay is not as easy it seems either. I brought a pile up from the basement and let Rick Simpson take his pick from them. He found ten that that liked and built his weekly “Gumbo Variations” radio show on WRUR around the scratchy old vinyl. Each set started with one of our old records (Paul Butterfield, Ginger Baker, Charlie Hayden, Chuck Berry, Crazy World of Arthur Brown) and Rick built on those for a pretty cool but sort of out-of-body show.

We order our coffee ten pounds at time, whole bean from Canaltown. The owner, Pete, roasts in the back room and provides an incredible aroma for the whole neighborhood.

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New Polymath

Pale Swallow-Wort, invasive species plant in New York State
Pale Swallow-Wort, invasive species plant in New York State

I hate this stinking weed, an invasive species, called Pale Swallow-Wort, that pops up everywhere. It’s really tough to pull out because in most cases you don’t get the roots when it snaps off just above the ground level but the dry conditions we have now make it the perfect time to rid your yard of this sucker. You can see in the photo above that I was able to get most of the roots. I use two the hand technique and pull straight up with focused concentration.

We have a recording of Hildegard Von Bingen’s music that we play quite a bit but we didn’t realize she was such a polymath. The movie we watched last night about her life, a thousand years ago, hardly touched on her monophonic vocal works. Instead it portrayed her as a dark ages religious mystic struggling with a Catholic church hierarchy that unfortunately still exists today.

Polymath would have been a better name than “New Math”, which was already retro when we called ourselves that back in the late seventies, but anything with the word “math” in there sounds too progressive or soulless which isn’t quite fair too mathematics but . . . I played in the band when we recorded the first single with Howard Thompson behind the glass wall of PCI Studios.

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Extra, Extra

Duane sent us this link to his newest video, one he did for “Juggler” from Margaret Explosion’s latest 45. He takes the the light side of the single and goes dark on us, enriching the music twofold. It’s a total knockout.

We finished Netflix Season 3 of “Breaking Bad” last night and spent some time today with extras at the iTunes store. In that spirit I posted some of Duane’s comments on the making of “Juggler” below.

“The camera is shooting 10 sec clips and turning them into 40 sec slo-mo’s internally. So those little swaying camera moves were actually happening fast.  And those swinging planes that sailed by within inches of the camera were really going fast. On another take, I jumped back suddenly, thinking I was about to get hit. Shot at Coney Island till they closed. Back home I came to the shot of the swinging chairs and immediately decided that shot was the opening w/o even seeing the rest. It dictated the whole feel & path. The machines are juggling people. The life we lead juggles us, we learn to be juggled by it from childhood onward. It all fit. I started seeing it all this way and it basically assembled itself. I made a choice not to ride any of the rides, to keep the point of view objective vs subjective. But I’m dying to go back at nite & just ride the rides.”

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