Occupy Seattle Baptized in Pepper Spray

So, Tuesday night while I was getting ready and literally running late for the cross town 48 to go to the inaugural Transit Riders Union meeting the police were downtown pepper spraying (A) an 84-year-old woman, (B) a minister in clerical clothes, (C) a pregnant woman or (D) all of the above?

I wish it wasn’t so, but the answer is (D), which tells you a lot about what has been happening with the police once again with the Occupy movement. Ironically, former Police Chief Norm Stamper just wrote an article in the Nation Magazine about his regrets for giving the orders during WTO and the increasing militarization of the police.

My support for a militaristic solution caused all hell to break loose. Rocks, bottles and newspaper racks went flying. Windows were smashed, stores were looted, fires lighted; and more gas filled the streets, with some cops clearly overreacting, escalating and prolonging the conflict. The “Battle in Seattle,” as the WTO protests and their aftermath came to be known, was a huge setback—for the protesters, my cops, the community.

Indeed, that mentality still exists in Seattle. A quote on KOMO news (and this was after reports that the victims included 84-year-old Dorli Rainey, a pregnant woman and a priest – ok, there was slightly in error – on Reverend Lang’s religion): ” ”Pepper spray was deployed only against subjects who were either refusing a lawful order to disperse or engaging in assaultive behavior toward officers,’ said Seattle police spokesman Jeff Kappel.”

Hope the pregnant woman and her future child are okay. Dorli Rainey and the Reverend Rich Lang have come out of this energized, as violence only helps galvanize a movement.

Dorli tells what happened in the video above, on Keith Olbermann’s Countdown and there is no excuse for it. The crowd was getting ready to leave, and as Dorli notes, the way Occupy works this is no secret, there was a “mic check,” which would have loudly told them that. Instead of letting the crowd peacefully disburse, the police corralled them into the intersection with bicycles and let loose the pepper spray. It could have been much worse for Dorli, who nearly fell and could have been trampled by the crowd, but an Iraq vet nearby helped her. Listen to Dorli’s historical perspective on this, having lived in Austria during Hitler. Interesting as well, her perspective on the money interests from JP Morgan to our downtown developers for the downtown tunnel.

From the Countdown site:

She cites the advice of the late Catholic nun and activist Jackie Hudson to “take one more step out of your comfort zone” as an inspiration, saying, “It would be so easy to say, ‘Well I’m going to retire, I’m going to sit around, watch television or eat bonbons,’ but somebody’s got to keep ’em awake and let ’em know what is really going on in this world.”

Equally inspiring was the response of the Reverend Rich Lang of the University Temple Church posted by Bob Beatie on Facebook.

You could feel the tension and raw energy crinkling throughout the air as the marchers once again began their journey into downtown Seattle. The Occupy Movement is the prophetic voice of God calling out to the nation to “repent” and turn from its ways of corruption. Those who camp are a rag-tag, motley crew made up of mostly young adults, mostly unemployed, almost all of whom are alienated and cast out of America’s promise of liberty and justice for all. They are our canaries, the first fruits being devoured by the Beast of Empire.

The police knew who Reverend Lang was. “Throughout the march I, as a Pastor in full clergy alb, stole and cross, acted as a peacekeeper placing myself between the police line and the Occupy Movement. On four occasions I stepped between verbal battles between the police and the protesters.”

What happened?

The incident was minor in nature. A girl, dressed in Anarchist black waving the Anarchist black flag was plastered side by side with an officer on the bike. They were jawboning each other. At one point her flag was thrust in his direction — a provocation yes – threatening?—no. The officer grabbed the flag and in the pulling, pulled down the girl. Her friends reacted jumping in to pull her away from the officer. It was at this point that the first wave of pepper spray went off.

Point — one might think the officer acted within reason, that the officer was suddenly threatened. But with what? By whom? The friends of the offender were grabbing for the girl, they were not grabbing at the police. Basically the officer, and his comrades, were trigger happy as if they couldn’t wait for just this moment. And so the spray went forth.

I leapt to the front and tried to place myself between the parties — with spray in the air the protesters were also fleeing. Separation between the police line and the protesters was clearly visible … there was certainly no threat of the “mob” suddenly rampaging into the well armed police. The separation had occurred (as can be clearly seen on the video captured by King 5 News). But the spray continued. I walked between the lines, I was alone, I was in full clergy dress, everyone knew who I was and what I was — with the protesters fleeing and the police line holding — with my back to the police and my hands waving the protesters to get back — alone in full alb, stole and cross — six officers turned their spray on me thoroughly soaking my alb and then one officer hit me full throttle in the face.

Wow. . . “Seattle’s finest”. . . ?

I praise the courage and compassion, the discipline and the decency of the Occupy Movement. Out of the rag-tag mob came help, grabbing my hands, leading me (I was blind by then) to the wall and administering care and concern for my well being. The protesters were assembled around all the wounded, and maintained the discipline of nonviolence (granted the nonviolence was in behavior but not language). And they were not afraid. The spraying had been a baptism sealing them into the security of knowing that their prophecy of repentance was indeed the Spirit-Word through them — it is as if they did not prophecy their very bones would melt within them. Against the wall in increasing pain and burning I realized I was in the midst of church.

The police, on the other hand, were afraid. Their quick use of chemical warfare reveals how cowardly they are. The unwillingness of their commanders to maintain discipline reveals how incompetent they are becoming — the only tool in their bag is brutality and like a drunken raging father beating wife and kids, the police have increasingly disgraced themselves. Step by step they are being shaped into the front face of fascism, the emerging police state that protects the property interests of the Marie Antionette’s who have seized control of our government, commerce, media, military and increasingly the Church itself.

Wow again, and this time for the Reverend speaking truth to power.

There’s more. . . Reverend Lang not only calls out the police, he calls out his fellow clergy members to act:

My question to my clergy colleagues is this: Where are you? How much longer can you preach without practice? How dare you remain protected in your sanctuary while your people (the rag-tag mob of the least, last and lost whom Jesus loved) are slaughtered doing that which God has commissioned you to do (prophecy!). Where are you? Who have you become in this age of baptism by pepper spray? Do you not know how much power you have to stop our national descent into chaos? Don’t you realize that the world is your parish and right before your eyes the Spirit of God is doing a new thing? Can’t you hear that God’s judgment is upon the land? God is against the thieves that bankrupted our nation. God is against the armies of the Beast who pillage other lands in our name, and turn and destroy our people on our own soil. Are you blind? — Perhaps you need a baptism of pepper spray in your eyes to restore your vision.

And to the police I say this — there are always the brutal ones in our midst. As colleagues you have the moral responsibility to police your own. If your commanders order you to brutalize your people you have a Higher Command that says, “disarm yourself, turn away from your sin, renounce the orders of unrighteousness.” And in doing so, cross the line, come over and join us because we are the winning side of history. And we welcome your repentance and heal you of your shame.

And to the church, beloved church I say, you cannot sing the hymns of faith if you are too afraid to live that faith. In Amos it says to silence your sacred assemblies and let JUSTICE burst forth. Our nation, with the nations of the world, are under an assault of tyranny and treason of the 1% against creation itself. You may not worship God until and unless you care for the image of God living in those tents and prophesying on your behalf. Once the Powers sweep the Tents away, if you dare to lift your voice even a peep, you too will be swept away. But the destiny of the church, the Body of Christ, is not one of quiet passivity and fear, our destiny is to bear witness having no fear of the Cross because even now we have crossed over into resurrection.

I am reminded of the preacher in John Steinbeck’s The Grapes of Wrath and Springsteen‘s The Ghost of Tom Joad (below with Tom Morello, who sang his intense version when he was in town at the Crocodile last month – more on that soon, hopefully):

We really have gotten that dark again, and for a lot of people it is already like the Great Depression times. What the Reverend recognizes in the Occupy Seattle encampment members that most people don’t want to see. We can’t keep going down this road without there being dire consequences.  Yes, there is more desperation for the homeless and others on the bottom.  How far down have we gotten as a society, as a state – the supposedly progressive state of Washington, when we already have kids living in tent cities because their families have been permanently cut off after reaching a lifetime maximum of assistance as the PI reported? Yet Chase is going tax-free on their mortgage interest income in Washington state, and, oh, surprise, as Dorli Rainey mentions in her interview, their affiliate JP Morgan has their hand prints all over that tunnel.

On the pepper spraying, the Mayor McGinn did apologize to Dorli Rainey (whom he knows personally) and the others, and I was glad to see his statement on the city website. I have to say, after reading the Mayor’s comments in the Seattle Times article after hearing Dorli Rainey and the Reverend Rich Lang’s accounts, that I agree with Occupy Seattle that his response was inadequate. Mayor McGinn echoed the police claim about a “violent element,” and from my own experience the night Chase CEO Jamie Dimon came to town and Dorli & the Reverend’s accounts of Tuesday night, the “violent element” trying to provoke a reaction is the Seattle Police Department. The crowd has been amazingly restrained, even after being pepper sprayed. Maybe the Mayor’s statements below were before he heard from Dorli Rainey and others?

He said he understood that some protesters in the crowd Tuesday, as well as during previous clashes with police, used the cover of the crowd to provoke violence.

“We’re well aware that there are individuals who have been extraordinarily provocative to police over the last six weeks. That was my point in apologizing to peaceful protesters.”

We’ll see how the police treat everyone when we cross the Montlake Bridge tonight. Union members as well as Occupy Seattle will be present. If I hadn’t been through WTO, I would believe that would mean a little more restraint from Seattle’s finest, who claim their guild as a union when they try do prevent meaningful police accountabilty from coming to Seattle.

Then, shades of Footloose in Seattle again, the Seattle Parks Department is trying to deny a permit for a hip-hop dance Friday night for Occupy Seattle at Westlake because it’s too late after dark. Now, what time does it get dark in Seattle in the winter?:

Dewey Potter, parks spokeswoman, said nearby residents had complained about noise during two previous concerts. The department asked the Occupy Seattle representatives not to amplify music after dark, which falls at about 5:30 p.m.

Yes, that’s right, kids – Seattle rolls up it’s sidewalks at 5:30 pm Friday nights! No demon rock and roll hip-hop! So, given the concern for sensibilities of downtown residents, I guess all Downtown Seattle Association‘s evening holiday festivities at Westlake are also cancelled this year? After all, this isn’t just about silencing the freedom of speech of young people, is it?

2010 in review

The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

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A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 3,500 times in 2010. That’s about 8 full 747s.

In 2010, there were 47 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 199 posts. There were 334 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 146mb. That’s about 6 pictures per week.

The busiest day of the year was October 17th with 40 views. The most popular post that day was Rocking out with Mike McCready.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were ifreestores.com, facebook.com, en.wordpress.com, homercat.blogspot.com, and mariaozawa2u.blogspot.com.

Some visitors came searching, mostly for kim virant, mike mccready, mike mccready wife, kristen ward, and aztec dancers.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.

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Rocking out with Mike McCready May 2008

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Aztec Dancers & Altars November 2009
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Another Flight to Mars with Mike McCready & Friends May 2009
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The Dusty 45s Playing Everywhere This Summer August 2010

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Cruisin’ the Fossil Freeway at the Burke January 2010

Ladies Night at The Crocodile

Running behind again, but I didn’t want to miss mentioning the City Arts Festival show I went to at The Crocodile on October 23.  Zera Marvel, Star Anna and and Sera Cahoone for a night of Americana from three women with very different styles.

Zera Marvel, better known for being part of Head Like a Kite, has a very glamorous, Golden Age of Radio look. Yet her songs were the darkest, a kind of noir Americana. As she says she reassured her mother, her songs aren’t all about sex, many of them are about murder.

This is a new one (which I didn’t get the name to), about her father who recently passed away:

 Check out more of her music at: http://zeramarvel.com/

Star Anna and the Laughing Dogs really rock it out these days, still with a strong Americana influence and Star’s impassioned lyrics and vocals.

Here they are from The Crocodile show with Spinning My Wheels:

. . .and Wolves in Disquise:

They are an awesome band. I actually overheard a woman in the audience tell her friend she was planning on playing lead guitarist Justin Davis when they come out on Guitar Hero!

Listen to more of Star Anna’s music and see when they’re playing next at: http://www.staranna.com

Sera Cahoone and her band were by far the most traditional Americana, with a great country sound, but loud. Actually, a bit too loud for me, but I could be getting old, and I was closer to the speakers this time, after a brief rest room and water break.

Here they are with Last Time:

Another great evening of music on a rainy Seattle night!

Reverb Festival – Music & Art in Ballard

On October 9, I wandered the streets and bars of Ballard.  Wow, does that sound bad. . . I was wandering the streets of Ballard with my $10 wristband for the Reverb Festival, which got me in to see over 60 bands at 10 locations from 2:30 pm to 2 am. Well, at least theoretically. I wasn’t quite that ambitious. I saw 8 bands in 3 bars.

Moshi Moshi

I stopped first at Moshi Moshi. a sushi restaurant offering a discount for Reverb wrist band holders. I had their delicious chicken yakitori.

Roy Kay Combo

After that I went over to Conor Byrne to check out some rockabilly by the Roy Kay Combo. They were good!

Check out their music and where they’re playing next at: http://www.myspace.com/roykaytrio

I wandered the streets of Ballard after that to find my next venue.

Street Marker in Sidewalk

I loved the street markers they had embedded in their sidewalks to help you find directions.

Elgin Watch Ad on Building

I also loved all the old ads left on buildings, like the one above for Elgin watches. They were kind of like the Timex of the pocket watch era. Oh, wait, does anyone remember Timex anymore?

NW Ballard & Ballard NW

 In spite of the street markers, I still got a little lost, at one point finding this 3 way sign, which includes both NW Ballard and Ballard Ave NW. . . OK! I know I’m in Ballard. . .

The 2 Bit Saloon

I finally found what I was looking for – The 2 Bit Saloon, a dive bar I probably wouldn’t have been adventurous enough to wander into if it wasn’t part of the festival. That’s OK, the other patrons weren’t so sure about me either. . .

Imperial Legions of Rome

I caught the end of the Imperial Legions of Rome‘s set. They played good and L O U D heavy metal. My hearing may never recover.

Find their music at: http://www.myspace.com/imperiallegionsofrome

I stayed and listened to some more good and loud music from Hobosexual. Here they are with Concrete Corporate:

Their MySpace page is: http://www.myspace.com/hobosexualtheband

I stayed for the whole set. It was time to head out again after that, while I still had some hearing left! It was also dark and pouring rain. I headed back to the direction of the other venues, not sure which I wanted to check out next, or if I wanted to stop for desert first. Suddenly, I was accosted near a beauty salon by a man who wanted me to see his artwork. He was very persistent, so I went into the Source Salon & Spa . . . and I did like his art!

Red Stickmen Salute Dubya

I later realized from the info card he gave me that it was also the night of the Ballard Art Walk and his opening night reception. I guess he thought I was wandering the neighborhood for art and thought I was dissing his work when I didn’t want to come in at first. Of course, I’m wandering around looking for music venues, and thinking . . . art? . . . in a beauty salon?. . .

According to his card he is TV TommyVision and his website is: http://www.tv-tommyvision.net/

Cupcake Royale

It was still pouring, and I did decide it was time for desert and coffee at that point, so I stopped by Cupcake Royale. I had a lemon drop cupcake, not realizing that it was a lemon drop hard candy on top until it was in my mouth. So I finished it first, even though I probably would have saved it for last if I had known. The cupcake was delicious.

I was back to my more traditional fare of Americana music for the rest of the evening.  Massy Ferguson, always one of my favorites, rocked out  The Tractor Tavern. Here they are with Powder Blue, near the end of their set:

They also won the Seattle Weekly contest for favorite Reverb Festival band and won a trip to Iceland to play in the Iceland Airwaves Festival the next weekend!

Massy Ferguson’s website is at: http://www.massyfergusonband.com/

I stayed at The Tractor and listened to Lindsey Fuller and the Cheap Dates next. I’ve always been impressed by Lindsey’s songwriting, and the Cheap Dates are, in fact, some of Seattle’s best musicians. Here they are with Big White Lie, a song about Leonard Peltier:

It’s hard to believe Leonard Peltier is still in prison.  It’s been over 35 years. Still no justice.

Learn more about Leonard’s case at: http://www.whoisleonardpeltier.info/

Lindsey Fuller’s website is at: http://www.lindsayfuller.com/

The Young Evils

I caught some of The Young Evils‘s set before leaving The Tractor. A bit toward the pop, or indie music, with good harmonies (and Mark Pickerel doing double duty with the drums, having just played with Lindsey Fuller).

Their MySpace page: http://www.myspace.com/theyoungevils

It was pouring rain out again (or still). Here’s a picture of it coming down over the Lock & Keel sign on the way back to Conor Byrne.

Rainy Night in Ballard

Time for some Irish Coffee!  Of course, without the cream for me these days.

Carrie Clark & the Lonesome Lovers

I caught the end of Carrie Clark & the Lonesome Lovers‘ set. More great twang!

Her website is at: http://www.carrieclark.com/

Kristen Ward

Finishing off the evening with Kristen Ward and her band (with Simona Bressi on drums, their newest member). Terrific as always, here they are with Faith:

That’s lead guitarist Gary Westlake tearing it up on guitar (including some fancy behind his back playing) and Nate Mulubay on bass!

I had another awesome and rainy night in Ballard!

. . . and I’m still one month, 2, probably going on 3, music events and an Amnesty International conference behind on this blog. . . on this rainy night in the U District.

Yes, I brought some of the rain with me to San Francisco last weekend. It keeps hiding in my luggage. . .

Wheedle’s Groove – Old Time Soul at Neumos

I was ready to hear some more old time soul after hearing Wheedle’s Groove rock Bumbershoot, and was happy to hear they were playing Neumos on October 1.

Wheedle's Groove

“Old time” being soul & funk music from the 60′s & 70′s – my childhood. . . Hey, wait, that can’t be that long ago. . .

OK. Maybe it was. A hip-hop opener – Sol. He really got people moving (well, young people. . .)!

Here’s a video of him from the Sound Off last year at the EMP (from the offical EMP/SF YouTube page):

Check out more of Sol’s music on his MySpace page: http://www.myspace.com/solzilla

What a great line up for Wheedle’s Groove! Members from all these soul band back from the day, and they still got it. 

Here’s Patrinell Staten, better know as Pastor Pat Wright from the Total Experience Gospel Choir these days, singing her hit Little Love Affair:

This one’s an awesome jam session – Humpty Dumpty! The band actually asked people to YouTube this one:

OK! I may not have to move to New Orleans after all!

Somebody’s Gonna Burn Ya:

and towards the end of the show, I Just Want to Be (Like Myself):

The Wheedle’s Groove movie website is at: http://www.wheedlesgroovemovie.com/

It includes links to their music, and I’m hoping we hear a lot more of it live!

MOHAI – History on the Move

This year on Museum Day, September 25, I decided to check out the Museum of History & Industry (MOHAI).  Amazingly enough, I had not been to MOHAI before, even though it’s current location is a short distance from me, just across the Montlake Bridge from Husky Stadium in the U District. The Smithsonian’s Museum Day provides a printable ticket for free admission to the museum of your choice (for up to two people), so it seemed like the perfect time to check it out.

Carroll's Clock

Greeting you at the entrance of MOHAI is the old Carroll’s jewelry store clock, which seems out of place in MOHAI’s park like setting.  It is not out of time, however, at least not literally. There was a clock repairman performing maintenance when I got there.

Great Seattle Fire

The Great Seattle Fire on June 6, 1889 burned down 32 city blocks according to the MOHAU sign. One of those epic events that changed the city. All because a glue pot boiled over in a carpenter’s shop.

This glue pot:

Glue Pot

Wow! This is it? This little pot filled with glue boiling over and much of the city was gone.

One exhibit I couldn’t photograph (because there was a sign asking me not to) was the visiting Women’s Votes, Women’s Voices exhibit from the Washington State Historical Society. I was really impressed how progressive Washington State has always been on women voting and other equal rights measures. In addition to being the 5th state to give women the right to vote in 1910; twice – in 1883 and 1887 – the Washington Territorial Legislature gave women the vote, only to have the Territorial Supreme Court stike it down. An equal pay law in 1943!

Details on the Washington State Historical Society’s timeline: http://stories.washingtonhistory.org/suffrage/Times/Default.aspx

History is on the move into the museum. . .

Hey, wait! What’s the Lincoln Toe Truck doing in here? I miss going by it on Fairview on the bus. . .

Lincoln Toe Truck

. . . and I guess now the Lusty Lady sign is officially history. . .

Lusty Lady Sign

. . . of course, we all miss the wild & humorous Lusty Lady signs. I know. It’s a family museum.  Actually, those real signs were across the street from the Seattle Art Museum, often with long lines of school kids on field trips, though. Hopefully that wasn’t all they remembered when they got back to class!

Sometimes WTO seems like really ancient history, in spite of, or maybe because of?, the fact I lived through it.

WTO Turtle Costume

The turtle costumes were great! They got people asking why and learning how the treaty, created for large corporations benefit, knocked down laws to protect sea turtles.

Of course, WTO wasn’t Seattle’s first major protest that shut down downtown. In 1919 the Unions were also out for the Seattle General Strike.

A dire warning from The Seattle Star newspaper:

Seattle General Strike Headline

Another epic part of American history, including Seattle’s, was the Great Depression. A photograph of Seattle’s Hooverville, stretching out in the current SODO neighborhood where there are now two sports stadiums is at MOHAI.

Seattle's Hooverville

It was kind of jarring to walk by Seattle’s current Nickelsville tent city on the way home.

Nickelsville

We seem to be going backwards. While I’m glad at news from this week’s Real Change newspaper that Nickelsville may soon have a permanent location, we really need housing (and living wage jobs) for all.

One of my favorite exhibits were the ship mastheads:

Ship Mastheads

I hadn’t realized there were ones of men as well as women. Wonder if that’s where the expression “like ships passing in the night” comes from?

History is really on the move with MOHAI, because MOHAI is moving. Evidently the planned I-520 expansion for the Evergreen Point Floating bridge is displacing it from it’s current beautiful, but obscure, location; and it’s going to be moving into the old Naval Reserve Armory building on South Lake Union.

In fact, MOHAI has a separate website on the move: http://www.historyismoving.org/

Wait! Is that a picture of Pearl Jam I see? Well, at least it’s under “History is Relevant”!

Old Armory/Future MOHAI

It will be a great location for the museum. I checked out the new Lake Union Park that’s around the old armory building following an Sunday afternoon Amnesty International planning meeting at the Westlake Ave. Uptown Espresso.

There’s more history behind the armory building, with the Northwest Seaport Maritime Heritage Center and their historic fleet, including the 1889 Arthur Foss Tug, which they let you wander around on (and have a donation box, suggesting $1 a person):

Arthur Foss Tug

Next door to the Lake Union Park is the Center for Wooden Boats:

Center for Wooden Boats

Native American boat carvers were working on a boat that day.

Boat carver talks to a family

You can wander around and check out all the beautiful wooden boats:

Wooden Boat

All of which will add to an interesting visit once MOHAI moves into the old armory in 2012!

More information on MOHAI and current exhibits at: http://www.seattlehistory.org/

Another Rainy Night in Ballard with The Dusty 45s

It was a dark and rainy September night in Ballard when I saw The Dusty 45s again . . .  OK. I’m behind, and I’ve been here before, but I do have video!

Opening for The Dusty 45s that night was Davidson Hart Kingsbery and his band, and they were good (and had people dancing already). 

Davidson Hart Kingsbery

*10/24/10 Update: OK, there was a video on Vimeo of this band I posted, but it’s now private. See the link below to check out their music.

Find more of their music at: http://www.myspace.com/davidsonhartkingsbery

Then The Dusty 45s. Oh, yeah!  A rainy night in Ballard? It was definitely time to have them back at The Tractor (and there were a lot of people dancing)!

Here they are with Cold Woman, off of their new album, Fortunate Man:

Kim Virant, fresh off of being part of the annual Patsy Kline tribute joined them for one of Patsy’s songs (and I’m forgetting which one) and a duet of Jackson (June Carter & Johnny Cash) with The Dusty 45s’ lead singer, Billy Joe. I wish I had taken video of that one.

Kim Virant with The Dusty 45s

I did get The Dusty 45s cover of St James Infirmary:

and, everyone knows a Dusty 45s’ show isn’t over until Billy Joe’s trumpet is set ablaze (and there’s nothing like a drunken crowd in Ballard calling for a little pyromania)!

Here’s Miserlou as the finale, complete with a flaming trumpet:

Their last show in Seattle for awhile as they headed off to a series of shows near Boston (including a place called the Chicken Box, in Nantucket), then down to Arizona & California.

Find out where they’re playing next at: http://www.dusty45s.com/

Bumbershoot Flashback

OK – I’m way behind again, but there was too much good music at Bumbershoot not to get around to it.  I had an incredible amount of fun on my $22 economy ticket. Yeah, I do wonder what it would have been like if I sprung for the full ticket and caught some Bob Dylan as well as Solomon Burke and Ozomatli. That was just it though.  They scheduled some great music at the same time, and I wasn’t sure if I would have made it anyways, and it would have been $18 more, on my very small budget.

Bumbershoot Banner

So, I didn’t decide for sure which ticket to get until a few days before (and actually just before they announced the full tickets for the mainstage that day were sold out). I figured it would be easier if I bought in advance and they held it at will call. Wow was I wrong!

I built a little time in, and even with the bus being late, I as there an hour before Star Anna and the Laughing Dogs were due to take the stage at the Mural Amphitheater early Saturday afternoon.  The sun was now shining, while earlier it was raining. . .and. . . the Will Call line was a couple blocks long and slowly moving on the Mercer Street side of Seattle Center. As a half hour, 45 minutes went by it was starting to look rather grim.

Did I mention that Star Anna and the Laughing Dogs were one of the main reasons I bought a Saturday ticket and I was eagerly looking forward to hearing them play with the  new line up, even before the rumors that Mike McCready of Pearl Jam would be joining them for a few songs? Oh, yes, I even blogged a rave about that, and in a timely manner (which, as you know, is relatively rare for me).

I finally got to up the will call window and got my ticket less than 10 minutes before they were due to hit the stage, and while I was trying to dash back to the entrance near the EMP (OK, I am not in dashable shape), I did not think I would make it in time. I got there, though, just before they started!

OK, now I know Bumbershoot has apologized and hopefully got Will Call right for the next two days of the festival, but. . .as I rushed by the ticket sales at the gate near EMP, I realized I would have had no line to wait in if I had waited and bought my ticket there. . .

Star Anna and the Laughing Dogs were awesome! Even before first Carrie Akre, then Mike McCready joined them.

Here they are with Mike for Wolves in Disguise, the first of two videos I took:

and All Alone in This Together, their closing number:

Beautiful!

I wandered around some before heading back to the Mural for The Maldives, finally finding the traveling hot shop from the Museum of Glass, but without enough time to check it out, yet. Also ran into Amnesty friends, with their children. I do want to give Bumbershoot praise on this one – letting children in free with their parents on the economy ticket! Great idea.

Mayor Mike McGinn introduced The Maldives (which was kind of cool).  Here they are with Blood on the Highway at Bumbershoot, video from Tacoma Rock City:

Then it was time for some old time soul and funk with Wheedle’s Groove a super band composed of members of at least 6 or 7 of Seattle’s biggest soul band from the 1960s & 70s. They came together for a documentary, which will be showing soon on PBS, and are still playing gigs around Seattle. It was great seeing an all generation audience grooving  on them at Bumbershoot!

Here’s my video of (Stop) Losing Your Chances  (and the audio is better than the video on this one):

With no break again, it was back to the Mural Amphiteater for Justin Townes Earle.

Justin Townes Earle

Justin and his band were in fine form! I had not seen Justin before, and what surpised me was that he went in the opposite direction from his famous dad, Steve Earle, than I expected. I figured he’d throw in something “young” like indie music or hip hop; but instead he went back to the country roots with a depression era sound (which seems to be coming back in style these days).

Here’s Justin Townes Earle with Mama’s Eyes from KEXP‘s Music Lounge broadcast earlier that day:

It’s a beautiful song, and I don’t mean any disloyalty to his father, who I’m also a fan of.  I know it’s also an ironic song, in light of  Justin’s own recent struggles with addiction, but he’s the first to admit, and in the song itself, that he’s following too closely in his dad’s footsteps that he’s so critical of.

On the other hand, at my age, I’m starting to have a different perspective. First, you start realizing your parents did the best they could , based on their own parenting and childhood, as well as whatever else was going on in their lives and causing stress. Often trying to do better. Then you look at their parents and their lives. . . Then you start realizing your children, or the children of your contemporaries (for those of us who have none of their own), are complaining about their parents; while already starting to make some of the same or different mistakes themselves, with their kids. . .

Museum of Glass Mobile Hot Shop

After that, it was time for some wandering, and I finally searched out the mobile Museum of Glass hot shop that was happening throughout the weekend.  Of course, they lacked the groovy giant cooling tower of the actual hot shop down in Tacoma, but just like there, you get to watch the glass artists create their pieces from start to finish.

Museum of Glass Mobile Hot Shop

I wasn’t sure which band I wanted to see next, but had several possibilities. I decided to head over to the EMP and start there. On the way, and nearby, I caught some of  This Providence. They were good, and verrry young. 

Here they are at Bumbershoot with Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing, video by shutterbugTrin:

I headed over to the EMP’s Sky Church to check out See Me River.

 

See Me River

 

They sounded really good, and were really intense.

Here they are with their song Ed Jackson at The Tractor Tavern last year:

As I left the EMP, I caught the Circus Una Motorcycle Thrill Show right outside:

Circus Una Motorcycle Thrill Show

Then I headed back to the Mural Amphitheater to see Solomon Burke, in what I just realized was his last U.S. performance. He died October 10, while on tour in Amsterdam.

Solomon Burke

They darkened the stage lights to bring him on stage in his wheelchair, and he performed on a throne, the man and his voice still majestic. He had a bucket of roses he had assistants pass out to women in the audience.

Here’s a clip toward the end of his set by SMI TV, ending, appropriately enough, with When the Saints Come Marching In:

Wow!

I ended the evening with Ozomatli, the band that made Seattle dance! I was realizing I’m terribly out of shape and was having a hard time keeping up.

Here they are with Malagasy Shock, video by satherp5 (and the band itself has such tremendous energy!):

They brought children up toward the end as well, who were dancing all around the stage with them.

Ozomatli

I headed home, having really gotten my money’s worth out of my economy ticket (and hearing mixed reviews about Bob Dylan, who I’m not sure if I would have caught even with the full price ticket, between Solomon Burke and Ozomatli).

Another Hoot – One for the Gulf

September started out the Hootenanny for a Healthy Gulf, another sing-a-long with some of Seattle’s greatest musicians, this time at the Moore Theater. No cameras were allowed, so I didn’t bring mine, not that I’m not tracking down what bootleg video exists. OK, questionable on the goodie-two shoes award here. . . It probably was a good thing for me to just enjoy a show for a change instead of taking too many (maybe not so great) photos, and sometimes a decent video or two.

Hootenanny for a Healthy Gulf 9.2.10

Hootenanny for a Healthy Gulf 9.2.10 by Pearl Jam Official, on Flickr

Once again, Pearl Jam‘s Mike McCready and his wife Ashley O’Connor headed up the effort, pulling together some of Seattle’s best talent, sponsors and all the other logistics needed to put on a successful benefit. 

I won’t even pretend to remember the order of the songs this far after the event (and while there’s a lot of video, there are a lot of good moments missing as well).

Duff McKagan - Wild Horses, video by Outlaw Digital Media

Guns N’ Roses dude Duff once again headed up the line up with Mike as the big name draws, also promoting the show in his Reverb blog for Seattle Weekly. In reality, Duff and Mike shared the stage equally with all the other musicians, letting them shine.

There weren’t really any moments like this:

Saw that one coming!

Here’s how Patience went at the real Hoot, with Jeff Rouse (who is in Duff McKagan’s Loaded), Star Anna & Shawn Smith leading up vocals:

While My Guitar Gently WeepsMark Pickerel & Star Anna on vocals, Tim DiJulio (aka Rock Tim) on lead guitar, and Ty Bailie on keyboards (video by ShastaLoup):

Blue BayouRachel Flotard  of Visqueen, with Rusty Willoughby on guitar:

Wonderwall – Jeff Rouse and Victoria Wimer Contreras (video by ToryRenManagement):

Instant Karma -Star Anna – awesome, with a little help from her friends (video by rb1229):

Purple Rain- Shawn Smith (with Tim DiJulio once again stealing the show on lead guitar):

You can see the great thing about Seattle’s music scene in the video – all the musicians are supportive of each other and love jamming together. The not so great thing is the audiences’ tendency to just sit or stand there. I don’t think it’s really that they, or rather, we, don’t love the music. I don’t know . . . is it that we’re a city of introverts -people who read, spend a lot of time online or hike alone in the woods? . . . or that we’re so polite? The latter was part of my problem that night, as I wanted to get up during Star Anna’s last number (which I think was Instant Karma), but everyone was sitting. . .except a few people and the guy in front of me was apologetic. . . and I told him he shouldn’t be. I finally did get up during Shawn Smith’s Purple Rain finale, only to be glared at by at least one woman (who I wasn’t even standing in front of).

One of my favorite moments of the night (which I wish there was a video clip of), was when Rick Friel, after running the raffle and auctioning off a dinner with the two Deadly Catch guys, opened the second half of the show with The MonkeesI’m a Believer, hamming it up and getting everyone out of their seats first, and dancing! Alas, they all sat down again after that, instead of rocking out the rest of the night. . .

Other musicians playing that night included Pete Droge (Crimson and Clover – another blast from the past!), Kristen Ward, Gary Westlake, Kim Virant, Chris Friel, Rebeqa Rivers and Justin Davis.

The concert was a fundraiser for the Gulf Restoration Network, to help clean up the Gulf following BP’s disaserous oil spill. Learn more online at: http://healthygulf.org/

Vince Mira and The Dusty 45s

So, I finally checked out Vince Mira, best known as the young man who sounds like Johnny Cash; playing on a double bill with my favorites, The Dusty 45s at The Triple Door

Musicquarium's Aquarium

I headed over after work and a brief stop at the library, coming early to take advantage of The Triple Door’s Musicquarium lounge happy hour. I had a tasty chicken skewer and trying an old-fashioned.  

I’m still trying to figure out well drinks and try different ones now that I can’t have beer. Most of the “helpful hints” I found online aren’t of much help, as they’re from snooty people explaining why you don’t want to embarrass yourself ordering a cheap well drink and should order expensive top shelf booze in your drink; instead of telling what types of drinks there are (which is generally what the questioner online wants to know, as do I).  Of course, the reason I  and others want to figure out what well drinks we can try (they can’t have carbonation or dairy for mine) is because some bar is offering $3-$5 well drinks for happy hour. 

Musicquarium's Bartenders

 Since I saw people lining up already while I was eating, I didn’t figure I’d get a good seat, but they offered me one right at the foot of the stage (with one empty seat to the left of me).  I knew that was too good to be true and was prepared to move when one of The Triple Door hosts brought down two guys he was going to seat there and asked about my reservation. It turned out it was their mistake, and one of the guys suggested they just get another chair so we could all sit there (which we did). 

Two guys not young enough to be my sons (which is getting rarer when I go out these days). . . and about then my drink arrives. . .one of those huge (and delicious) ginger martinis. . . Boy, do I look like a lush! In my defense, it does last me all night, though both band’s sets.  We had a great time talking about bands (including The Dusty 45s’ drummer Kelly Van Camp’s other band, The Rolling Blackouts, which I need to check out), The Triple Door’s former life as a grand movie theater, Amnesty International and the state of the world (and then it was time for some music. . .or maybe another drink. . .Oh, wait, not a good idea!) 

Vince Mira

Vince Mira is really impressive, both by himself and with his band, who really rocked The Triple Door, not only with the Johnny Cash and Leadbelly covers, but with some of Vince’s originals. I wish I took some video of their set. Their cover of Johnny Cash’s Long Black Veil sent chills up my spine. 

Vince Mira & his band

Here’s a video by samnuttmann of Vince playing his I’m Not Your Lover Anymore at the Pike Place Market, where he got his start. Where does that deep and worldly voice come from in someone so young? 

 

. . .and, of course channeling Johnny Cash. . .here’s Folsom Prison Blues with Vince Mira and the Wild Dogs about a year and  half ago (video by CForce33): 

 

Another highlight the evening at The Triple Door was Vince’s cover of Leadbelly’s Where Did You Sleep Last Night (a song many in the Seattle crowd probably knew from Nirvana’s unplugged version). Here’s a version of that from about a year ago, video taped by jm812007: 

 

Vince and his band would have been a tough act to follow, for any band other than The Dusty 45s. I love it when the opening band is that good, because it ups the ante! 

Now, I know, I see this band a lot. In fact, I would have loved to have seen them play earlier that day, at noon on the Harbor Steps, as part of the city’s Out to Lunch concert series. That one was a little too far from my office, though (and, to be fair, they played City Hall, on my end of downtown earlier this summer). 

Fortunately someone else went and took video. Here they are at the Harbor Steps with New Romance (which they did at The Triple Door as well), video by frabjousfrank: 

 

Now, one of the things I love about this band is that they’re terrific in so many settings, and know how to make each work for them.  There are the summer outdoor concerts like The Harbor Steps or University Village, the roadhouse shows at places like the Tractor last Saturday night, and then there’s the classy show at places like The Triple Door. . . 

The Dusty 45s

. . .a place I’m a little intimidated by, being not so classy. . ., but an awesome place to see a show (and The Dusty 45s will be back there for 2 shows New Year’s Eve, with space for dancing up front!). 

Here’s Fortunate Man, the one video I shot that night: 

 

They did bring Vince Mira out, after Billy Joe set his trumpet aflame, to join them on (what else?) Ring of Fire. : ) 

Vince Mira with The Dusty 45s

Another great night out! I was tempted to stay awhile and check out the band playing the Musicquarium, but after two nights in a row out, I was ready to head home.

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