Showing posts with label Ed Rogers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ed Rogers. Show all posts

Friday, August 28, 2009

New York Scenes Change Swiftly, Claudia's Talent Hangs Tough

August 1968, the Republican Convention delivered their candidate, Richard Nixon, and Freddy Muller perfected his famous "Human Corkscrew" trick on the diving board in the town pool.

Two things were important for Freddy and me during our bus trip to visit his older sister, Helen, in Hazlet, New Jersey: rating the songs on Rubber Soul and rating the best looking girls in Yorkville. We argued over the best song, and argued over the best girl, but if Claudia Chopek was there she might have won both contests.
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Tonight, at Bowery Electric, Claudia brought her genetic milkshake lotto winning talent to her own show. When Claudia plays violin she's a master, but tonight the fun was watching Claudia play bass, guitar and sing. Doing each, she started unsure, fourteen, like; but once the tune was rolling her pleasure, her confidence, and musical intuition kicked in and the little girl having fun turned into the confident professional that plays violin. She was terrific.

That's Ed Rogers performing with Claudia below.

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Two nights ago walking up Broadway, I saw this cool series of posters lining a wooden construction site fence. Together they looked like an unbroken brick wall lined with framed paintings of Blue Moon Brewing Company as they would be a gallery. My first thought was, hope it stays up for a while. Tonight, same walk, same wall, a fellow was tearing down the wall and putting up crappy fashion ads.















Thursday, June 25, 2009

All the Way From Memphis


Yeah its a mighty long way,
down rock and roll,
As your name gets hot,
so your heart grows cold,
and you gotta stay young man,
you can never be old,
All the way from Memphis

Ian Hunter & Jimmy Mastro rocking on the Hudson at sunset with Tom Otterness mischievous sculptures surrounding you. NYC June bliss.


Ian tore it up in Rockefeller Park last night and his new tunes are solid. My friend, Anne & I roamed the park, explored the naughty Otterness treats and planted ourselves right behind Ian and Jimmy. As close as we were to Ian at the Village Underground six years ago. We sang along on the top of our lungs. Ian played everything with heart and joy. I want to be Ian when I'm 70, doing something I love, and giving it away everyday. Jimmy's guitar playing led my spirit back to Earl Slick & Steve Hunter. Went right through me.

Ian Hunter, Eddie Skuller, Jimmy Mastro, Ed Rogers & Amanda Thorpe, five artists that keep my pilot flying right.