The White Cube Project

http://thewhitecube.info/

One of my remixes is featured in this Oslo, Norway gallery’s 20th anniversary installation called “The White Cube.”

I’d post the playlist here but wordpress is not allowing it. Just click on the link above and you’ll see a playlist on the right.

Social Media Help video

Composed with LiveType titles, and edited in Final Cut Express, this short video was made with images from the creative commons at deviantart.com and music, “Baby,” by cdk from another creative commons site, ccmixter.org. Melody Romancito put this together to help you focus your social media proposal and asks some of the questions you should be asking yourself before you start your social media campaign.

Notes on the second Friday Music Meltdown

Ever since I was a kid listening to rock’n’roll mixed with pop mixed with country music on KLEO Wichita, an AM hit station, I wanted to be a DJ and now, with MP3s, new music sites, interfaces and technology, it’s possible to live a dream.

There were times in the dim past when I was able to play music for people over the radio.

Back when I lived in the Pacific Northwest, a friend of mine had a radio show on KBOO FM, a threadbare public radio station out of Portland. There was a time when he was unable to cover his radio show that ran from midnight to 3 a.m. and still be able to show up at his hi-tech job’s staff meeting early on Mondays, so I filled in for him for a couple of months.

It was exciting. The format was open but I stuck to my friend’s, Bill Rinhardt’s, long-established program of mostly electronic music. Once I had a taste, it was one of the many music-related things I wanted to do.

After moving to Taos, I had an in with the local station, but on the night of my “audition” I totally clammed up. Just as well since the station was trying its hand at formatted radio. I hugely objected to the rule they used to have where DJs were not allowed to play two woman vocalists in a row.

I KNOW!

So how the Friday Music Meltdown got started is last week, I found a new music site, http://lala.com, while I was looking for an Ani DiFranco album and the interface was so cool, I started posting songs on my facebook page, and my friends responded so positively that I decided to keep it up for as long as I was able.

Eventually, I’m going to run out of material, but for now, there seems to be an endless supply of music from my past – the popular cultural past all of us boomers share.

I hope you enjoy the second Friday Music Melt Down. I’ve loosely framed it in the tradition of Murray Saul of WMMS FM Cleveland’s “GET DOWN for the WEEKEND” show on Friday afternoons. In this rock’n’roll test market, when we heard Murray bray “GET DOOOOOOOWN!” we knew the weekend was just a heartbeat away.

I’ll do it as long as I can. I have also discovered one is able to program shows with uploaded music, not just found music, so stand back because I may expose you to some hot stuff from over at http://ccmixter.org and http://thesixtyone.com.

The first Meltdown (over in the archives) was nearly a whole workday long. I realized I was going to run out of steam too soon if I tried to keep that up, so I reduced it to three sets of music, thirteen song per set, in honor of the second, and more official Friday Music Meltdown. Que Viva the Weekend!

Friday Music Meltdown

Mel’s First Friday Musical Meltdown

You’ve heard of a countdown, but a meltdown is a little like a countdown to the weekend but more like you’re giving yourself aural permission to melt down the walls.

In the style of Murray Saul of WMMS FM Cleveland, where I cut my rock’n'roll teeth, I offer the first (very long) playlist. Subsequent Meltdowns will only be three hours long.

wordpress won’t let me embed the playlist here, so here is the link: http://lala.com/zK8y

First EVAR CD release

After being a semi-professional musican for most of my adult life, it seems odd that it’s taken me so long to release an album, but rather than look back and question, I’m just celebrating the fact that it finally has come.

If you’d like to listen to the CD online, just visit www.callingsistermidnight.com and the playlist displaying on the home page is exactly the same one on the CD.

If you’d like to have a physical copy of this release, email CSM (aka Melody Romancito, moi) and I’ll make sure you get one.

The reason why I’m giving this release away instead of selling copies will be explained later.

Meanwhile, I’d like to thank everyone who was involved in the making. That’s a lot of people because the project spans more than seven years. From Chipper Thompson, Jon Gold, Raymond Blanchet and David Hale from a local perspective (some of the earlier vocal tracks were recorded at Dead Horse Studio) to music producers from major U.S. cities, South America, Britain and Europe, including La Puerta, Jurgen Herrmann, Jeff Grant and others from the Creative Commons remix site, ccMixter.org.

Former Governor Gary Johnson Treks for Trash

On my way to Peñasco Saturday Sept. 5, I came across a crew of cyclists picking up trash along U.S. Hill on Highway 518.

Following a hunch, I pulled over and spoke briefly with Former New Mexico governor Gary Johnson’s daughter Seah, who waited with a hatchback full of protein-packed food, water and encouragement. They’d need it.

Johnson said this was the 16th annual New Mexico Trek for Trash, and the fourth one to be focused from the Taos area. The trek, which is four days long, draws 10-20 cyclists. They collect about 125 bags of trash a day and have filled huge contractor-sized dumpsters with discarded refuse along our roads.

They’ve encountered all sorts of critters besides trash, Seah said, “including rattlesnakes.”

“Unfortunately we find a lot of dirty diapers,” she said and onetime, she added, “they founded a double mattress. They’ve also found that some of the same people have returned to dump, year after year, at the same site.”

You know who you are.

Most of the New Mexico Trek for Trash participants come from the Santa Fe area.

Soon, a group of bikers labored up the hill and Seah said her dad was in that bunch so I hung around to snap a picture and chat a bit before I continued on to Llano San Juan.

Johnson moved to Taos Ski Valley four years ago after serving as Republican Governor of New Mexico from 1995 to 2003.

The Forest Service was supposed to pick up the bags that lined the highway every few feet — that’s how much trash is found. As I drove to Angel Fire this weekend, I still saw bags lining the highway. They were the same brand the bunch that went up Highway 518 used — black with red string ties. Let’s hope those folks didn’t do all that trash treking for nothing.

Thanks Gary!

New Playlists via soundcloud.com

I can upload 14 tracks per month, and this is going to take some fine tuning, but here is a “Best of …” collection meant to showcase my music — stepped up efforts, etc. Wish me luck.

Dragonfly visitors

When something extraordinary happens once, I’m happy for the experience and I tuck it a way in my full-to-bursting “Happy Experiences” database which is easily accessed at any time when I need a little popper of gratitude.

But when something extraordinary happens two days in a row — and happens at the moment you’re thinking about the first incident — I tend to sit up and take notice.

Yesterday was extraordinary because I went places I don’t usually go and met people I don’t usually see. That’s always nice in Taos, but for a homebody who decides to make an appearance at the Farmer’s Market — nothing new.

I ended up going to Seco to visit, Firenza, a newish gallery up there and cover them for my “In the Studio” column. While Jill Shank fired up the torch and showed me how she makes her beautiful hand-made beads, a giant dragonfly came and hovered — as if watching the demonstration over my right shoulder.

The rest of the day was kind of bad news — ending in my camera and data recorder getting stolen after I left it unattended at Ogelvies (Doh! So stupido!). I came home really upset because the interview with the Shanks was on the data recorder and the great photos (well I thought they were great from what I could see in the LCD display) were on the camera and now I have to write the interview up based on what they’ve got on the web and my memory (oh yeah. sure) of details of the interview.

OK. Here comes the extra-ordinary thing. Today — just moments ago — I am thinking about the giant dragonfly as it came into the studio and watched Jill make a nice little red bead — I am sitting on the edge of my side of the bed and our backdoor opens up onto a gorgeous view of Malcolm Brown’s old place and the Picuris mountains in the distance. I hear a roar of wings and there is another giant dragonfly!

It whirs and hovers in the air in front of my face, then clatters out of the door and back outside.

Something like that happens once — ok. When one is paying attention, they are wonderful little incidents that stack up, and to be honest, the longer you live in Taos the more of them you have — but twice in two days and with that kind of synchronicity?

new musical efforts

I’ve been working on a lot of music recently, so much so I’m making a post here so I can catch you up in one fell swoop.

Nothing like fell swoops.

I’ve been playing music with Axel Dirksen, a fantastic blues guitar player from Berlin who’s been living in Taos for the last 15 or so years. We started by doing a couple of open mics together and now we are getting ready to start working with a bass player and drummer.

Here’s a little sampler:

Runs and extraordinary soundscapes, which I call Axel’s Awesome Run
The classing Summertime (just one verse. You know, you don’t want to wear these things out).
Nobody Loves You When You’re Down and Out
Little Red Rooster

I’ve also been putting together a musical persona, whom I refer to as Calling Sister Midnight. This is where I’m piling up all these dance mixes and remixes being done of my voice and also the dance music I’m making and posting over at ccMixter and SoundCloud. I’ve got a new MySpace page, and I even bought the URL Calling Sister Midnight.

Here’s a link to a playlist of tunes I’m featuring with me either singing or mixing: Calling SisterMidnight on ccM

The Walkin’ One and Only Rides In

Dan Hicks and His Hot Licks play The Solar Center

Dan Hicks and his Hot Licks are playing the KTAO Solar Center Sunday, June 28. You do not want to miss this show.

Hicks is a master of a thoroughly American musical form – folk-jazz. Or is it maybe cowboy Latin swing with a little chipotle seasoning? Sounds like a curious hybrid, que no?

Curious and musically adventurous, Hicks also has a sense of humor – evident by his chord changes, quirky, yet natural phrasing and harmony choices. This guy is more than cool. In fact, he is so cool he is hot – and vice versa.

Like country swing fiddle master Johnny Gimble said, it’s hard not to listen to swing music and not smile a little.

Likewise, you are challenged to hear Hicks signature classics like “Walkin’ One and Only,” or the driving emotional recklessness of “I Scare Myself,” and not smile a little – if not from ear to ear.

The man is undeniably hip. Cool as a moose, etc. Performers like Rickie Lee Jones and Elvis Costello credit him with being a huge influence. Through his decades-long career he remains one of acoustic folk’s true treasures and true eccentrics.

Part of the psychedelic rock scene of San Francisco during the late 1960s, he played drums and a little guitar with the Charlatans, a band that has either been blamed or credited (depending on who you’re talking to) with the whole freakin’ Haight-Ashbury scene. They are also credited with being one of the first acts to play famous Family Dog.

“It’s not like I found myself in the middle of this heavy rock scene and decided to do something different,” Hicks said in a phone interview – I was in the Charlatans from ‘65 to ‘68, playing drums and some guitar,. Some folk stuff too – acoustic folk. I just started adding to that – added the upright bass, the fiddle and the girl singers – we started playing out and after a while I quit the Charlatans,” he recounted.

“I was more of a jazz guy anyway. So I got gigs. It was independent – a natural evolution. It’s what I like. I like acoustic ‘cause you can hear the singing,” he said.

So, besides being a counter-culture icon, he’s got a quirky, bad-boy reputation, that follows him to this day. On his website’s home page there’s a photo pf him from back-in-the day, flipping the bird.

I asked him about a story I had heard back in the early 1970s – about how he flipped off  a Cleveland audience and walked off stage because the audience threw things at him and the band.

“I remember the incident you’re talking about. There were four bands on the bill at the Cleveland Auditorium. Steppenwolf, an all-girl band called Fanny, and the Native American band Redbone. It was kinda the wrong place for us. It was before [electronic] pick-ups were used. Since we just had acoustic instruments – playing through the PA – we were quiet. We were unknown too. We were in the middle of this big electric scene, and the audience started throwing ice cubes. Heckling is one thing but ice cubes are little hard things. We were ducking and dodging – we got through five songs and I told the audience off and we left the stage. The next day we went on the local FM rock station [WMMS,] and talked about the incident,” he said, laughing about the memory.

Hicks’ latest release, Tangled Tales,” is like chomping into one of Mante’s Chow Cart chile relleno specialties, and biting into a particularly hot and juicy pocket of goodness. And perhaps it’s a bit spicier than expected.

One big surprise is his buttery rendition of the classic Horace Silver / May Ellen Shashoyan Bossa Nova, “Song for My Father,” where his voice sounds like the most tender horn solo ever played.

His new album lineup of side men is certainly an unexpected treasure. David Grisman, and Charlie Musselwhite are just two of an incredible list of  players joining him for this release.

On YouTube.com there is a video for the title track that is a total crack-up. It features his infamous finger photo with moving-mouth Lo-Fi animation.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TnjPYyzwvM

On Hick’s website, under the bird, it says,

“In an era dominated b snot-encrusted bellybutton-gazing, semi-literate, mirror-fixated, testosterone-deprived, over-medicated, self-appointed prophets of a particularly lifeless strain of homogenized, lyrically depraved, self-indulgent faux-poetic songcraft, Dan Hicks stood out from the crowd. If the 1970s singer-songwriter scene had a single saving grace, musically, it was Dan Hicks and The Hot Licks”

– The Irate Pirate, Wrath of the Grapevine

Arrr! And a flip of the bird to ya, cultural icon, bad boy, hep cat and snappy dresser – Dan Hicks. I’ll be there or be square.

He’s traveling with a six-piece combo. That’s a lot of ways to split the money, I remarked.

“Split the money? What do you mean?” He laughed.

Advance tickets for Dan Hicks and His Hot Licks are $10 in advance. Children under 12 are free. Doors open at 6 p.m. the opening act, yet to be decided, will start at 7 with Hicks starting at 8 p.m.

http://danhicks.net