(were this gentleman alive today, he’d undoubtedly eschew DIY venues and self-released singles for the more efficient route of simply sucking up to the very wealthy)
With today’s Pitchfork story about grant monies for Shakey Graves, I’ve now crossed the rubicon where I can no longer tell the difference between real and fake news.
Tin-foil hat zealots are targeting local pizzerias? Totally believable. A non-profit is awarding grants to tomorrow’s Dan Fogelbergs so they can hire even pricier representation to ensure coverage on what’s ostensibly meant to be public airwaves? Forget it. Unpossible. No one’s that naive.
This all strikes me as patently unfair. Why award grants to Shakey Graves and Wild Child when you could use that same energy to petition America’s Big Banks to lower their interest rates on loans to Quiet Company?
All kidding aside, I understand the folks in charge of the grants have some real criteria for those under consideration. They wanna see some evidence of national touring, making new recordings and playing shows for other non-profits. Which all sounds pretty cool and I totally cannot wait to see what Johnathan Cash does with his grant money.
This also represents a unique opportunity for the donors. No longer will they have to live with the gruesome self-recognition that they’re easily entertained by the most basic slop ever heard in the background of a Starbucks. Nope, they’re now PATRONS OF THE ARTS.
From 1991-1998 Simple Machines published a series of pamphlets with solid, researched details on how independent artists could maneuver the choppy waters of manufacturing and distributing their own recordings.
Because circumstances have changed and I realize you’re all pressed for time, I have graciously decided to publish the following revised edition of said publications.
(above, a regular Algonquin-fucking-Roundtable (pizza) ready for a thorough and civil dialogue about the implications of their carefully considered band name. Unless you’re not a fan, in which case, y’know, go fuck your feelings)
After Hotel Vegas cancelled Black Pussy’s show last night, the latter took Facebook to announce they’d be showing up anyway, “to engage in dialogue if anybody feels like they would like a conversation…instead of reading click-bait headlines.”
That’s immediately followed with, “don’t like the band name? Don’t show up.”
So just to make sure I’ve got this straight, Black Pussy would like to have a dialogue about their (stupid) name, unless you’ve already decided you have a problem with it. In which case, they’re encouraging you to boycott a show they’re not even playing.
I CAN’T IMAGINE HOW THEY GOT THEMSELVES INTO THIS MESS
In 1986, I was fortunate enough to bear in-person eyewitness to Lenny Dykstra’s game-winning HR down the right field line off Dave Smith in the Game 3 of the NLCS. At the time, I could not have possibly envisioned that more than 3 decades later, I’d be spilling the beans on the future felon financial wizard being hand-picked for loftier things by our future President.
With all due respect to LeBron James, Conor McGregor, Simone Biles and Kris Bryant, we’ve got a new nominee for the year’s top sportsperson/creature. Who knew it would take a stray dog to get James Shields off the hook?
“We live in a country that ignored all those values that we hold our kids accountable for.” That’s just a portion of Spurs head coach Greg Popovich’s take on Donald Trump’s electoral college victory this past Tuesday, citing (amongst other things), Trump’s “race-baiting and fear mongering.”
Likening the President-Elect to “an 8th grade bully,” Popovich added, “I can’t imagine being a Muslim right now, or a woman, or an African American, a Hispanic, a handicapped person. How disenfranchised they might feel.”
OK, I’m trying to put tomorrow night’s rare Austin visit by Cleveland’s Cobra Verde into some kind of perspective for you :
a) it’s a big enough deal that I unloaded my tickets to see Black Sabbath for the final time – FUCK BLACK SABBATH, THEY’RE NO COBRA VERDE
b) when you add up John Petkovic’s vast cultural contributions — from Death Of Samantha to Cobra Verde to Sweet Apple to journalism to storytelling — his importance to the region rivals that of LeBron James (ok, that’s a bit much — would you settle for J.R. Smith?)
c) Richard Lynn — a man as magnanimous as he is dedicated, could otherwise reenact the front cover of ‘Be Here Now’, but instead chose to put Cobra Verde on an airplane in order to enrich our lives during deeply troubled times.
Not content to leave political commentary to experts like J.R. Smith and Don Cherry, Detroit Pistons head coach Stan Van Gundy weighed in earlier today on President-Elect Donald Trump’s (electoral college) victory. “We just elected an openly, brazen misogynist leader and we should keep our mouths shut and realize that we need to be learning maybe from the rest of the world,” mused Van Gundy, “because we don’t got anything to teach anybody.” From Vince Ellis and the Detroit Free Press :
“I don’t think anybody can deny this guy is openly and brazenly racist and misogynistic,” Van Gundy said. “We have just thrown a good part of our population under the bus, and I have problems with thinking this is where we are as a country.”
“Martin Luther King said, ‘The arc of the moral universe is long, but bends toward justice.’ I would have believed in that for a long time, but not today. … What we have done to minorities … in this election is despicable. I’m having a hard time dealing with it. This isn’t your normal candidate. I don’t know even know if I have political differences with him. I don’t even know what are his politics. I don’t know, other than to build a wall and ‘I hate people of color, and women are to be treated as sex objects and as servants to men.’ I don’t know how you get past that. I don’t know how you walk into the booth and vote for that.
“It’s embarrassing. I have been ashamed of a lot of things that have happened in this country, but I can’t say I’ve ever been ashamed of our country until today. Until today. We all have to find our way to move forward, but that was — and I’m not even trying to make a political statement. To me, that’s beyond politics. You don’t get to come out and talk about people like that, and then lead our country and have millions of Americans embrace you. I’m having a hard time being with people. I’m going to walk into this arena tonight and realize that — especially in this state — most of these people voted for the guy. Like, (expletive), I don’t have any respect for that. I don’t.”
The Associated Press, in a partnership with Automated Insights, produces automated stories on minor league baseball but does not use the technology for most of its sports coverage. The AP has at least one reporter at all games in the four major professional sports and most major college football and basketball games.
“Maybe I will be wrong but I see a direct path from the trends in coverage of games we are seeing over the last couple years to the automation of reporting on games and the curation of related content,” Cuban wrote in an email to the AP. “This isn’t a knock on wire services or their reporters. They are valued and valuable in sports coverage.”
Cuban said he responded after learning that ESPN was relying on wire services for game coverage on 19 NBA teams. Barry Bedlan, AP’s sports product manager, said ESPN “has relied on us for years.”
Though I’m sure the remaining working (human) journalists appreciate Cuban’s sentiments, it’s a rather curious strategy, particularly when ESPN’s actually assigns writers to shadow the Mavs. If Cuban’s beef is with the AP, it’s doubly curious he’d give said wire service the scoop on his motives.