Showing posts with label marijuana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marijuana. Show all posts

Thursday, July 17, 2008

REMEMBERING STAYING UP LATE: MIDNIGHT MOVIES



The first Midnight Movie I recall seeing was not exactly at a theater. It was 1960, I was 14 years old, and had a fairly lucrative baby-sitting biz going with a family that lived a few doors down and across the street. I say lucrative because in those days, a girl that age didn’t need much money. We didn’t drive, wear makeup or jewelry; there were no designer clothes, no cell phones, Blackberries, iPods. A brand new 45-rpm record would pretty much put me over the top. That New Years Eve I had my first all night sleepover at my clients' house. Anyway, on New Year’s Eve I had my first (and only) babysitting all-nighter. At fifty cents an hour, boy, was I going to rake in the cash! So, what do you do when you have the whole evening in front of you like that, and no parental supervision of your own? You stay up and watch as much TV as you please. And that New Year’s Eve the late night feature was the original (and at that time the only) movie, Invasion of the Body-Snatchers. Even though Kevin McCarthy’s character is one of the good guys, after seeing this movie I always found him seriously spooky.

By the time the 1970s came around, Midnight Movies had became a genre, and an official date night activity for those of us who were now old enough to stay up late on our own recognizance. There’s a terrific doc about the subject called Midnight Movies: From Margin to Mainstream, that looks at the phenomenon, focusing on six main films that started it all: El Topo (1970), Night of the Living Dead (1968), The Harder They Come (1972), The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975), and Eraserhead (1977). Of course there were many others in the whole cult, creepy, B-movie, exploitation catalogue. One particular favorite among the late might set (and not just the stoner crowd) was Reefer Madness. This 1936 film was originally targeted at parents as a warning about the dangers of marijuana (those would be manslaughter, hit and run, suicide, rape, and wild dancing), but a 1970s re-cut and changing times turned it into a hilarious cult classic.

I don’t know how many of these movies are still in general midnight circulation these days. How shocking is El Topo after Reservoir Dogs anyway? I think the only true survivor is Rocky Horror. Well, they are still part of our collective experience, and you never know when or where they will turn up. Take this YouTube video, for instance.

Buddy Holly “Rave On” - This is one of my favorite songs by Buddy. It’s really an upbeat little love song. I never would have thought of putting it with footage from Reefer Madness. But, ya know, it actually works, in a weird twisted kind of way. Well, that’s the Midnight spirit all right. And I think I used to have a sweater just like that chick dancing.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

I WAX PHILOSOPHIC ABOUT MUSICAL TASTE, and FEATURE ARTIST COMMANDER CODY

Yesterday in the mail I got a CD I’d ordered: Lost in the Ozone by Commander Cody and his Lost Planet Airmen. Recently I’d been having a hankering to hear some of their music once again. You see, I had a CCLPA album ages ago, but like the rest of my old records, it got given away or left behind on one of my many many moves over the years. Once I reached my middle years, and had a bit more discretionary income, I started gradually replacing the music of my youth, but the question remains – what nameless stuff could my younger self possibly have thought was more important than music, no matter what the effort to pack and schlep involved? If memory serves, I had a pretty eclectic (and no doubt now highly collectible) survey of the 60s and 70s. The Beach Boys, Sonny and Cher, Marvin Gaye and all the Motown gang, Janis Joplin, Jefferson Airplane, The Who; all those “first edition” British Invasion Beatles and Stones. Then there was The Moody Blues, Buffy Saint-Marie, Dylan, Baez, Peter Paul and Mary. And Delaney and Bonnie, CCR, Jethro Tull – the list goes on and on.

Everything is now being replaced with CDs, and the occasional LP – well, almost everything. I can remember grooving to Alice Cooper and Yes, among others, but I won’t likely replace those now. Not because I don’t think they’re good anymore. If I hear them on the radio, I still listen. But…why is it that some music seems to be more frozen to a specific time and place and the people we were back when, while some music grows old right along with us? I don’t know the answer to that one, but if you do, please, step up to the mic (so to speak).

Here’s a nice little two-fer from Commander Cody and the boys. The band (who hailed from Ann Arbor – and you know what a Michigan booster I am!) gave us a unique mix – a little rockabilly, a little country, a little blues, a little boogie, just about whatever ya got. These two are favorites of mine. Classic “tear in the beer” songs? Maybe (the only thing that didn’t happen was his dog didn’t get run over...but died of natural causes I guess) but I dare you to listen and not be even a little touched. I still occasionally use the eminently descriptive term “seeds and stems” even though my weekend hippie days are long behind me. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Itaz8yNPe1k

A little refresher for those who may need it: The song "What Made Milwaukee Famous" is a reference to an old Schlitz beer commercial, known as "The beer that made Milwaukee famous." And, "seeds and stems" refers to the undesirable dregs of a baggie of marijuana, after the choice leaves have all gone (literally) up in smoke.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

FOLK ROCK - PART ONE or...STROBE LIGHTS AND INCENSE AND POT - OH MY!

After I wrote my previous post, with that reference to "acid folk, " I got to trippin' on all that groovy music from the late 60s and early 70s that my flatmate and I used to listen to back in our weekend hippie days. We were definitely a long way from what you'd call the hardcore counterculture, but we sure tried to look the part. I had a brown leather vest with rivets and fringe down past my knees; she had a tie-dyed T-shirt with matching headband, and giant hoop earrings; we both wore bell-bottom jeans (with homemade flares). you're probably wondering right about now if I'm going to admit to smoking anything "homemade" too. Well, yes, I did try it out a few times (and yes, I did inhale) but honestly, the whole "get high" thing never really caught on with me. My guess is it's because I'm a Taurus. For those of you who don't know astrology, Taurus is what's known as an Earth (as is solid ground) Sign. It's also a Fixed (as in real steady) Earth Sign. Plus, I also have a few teensy little control issues (as in, "the Observation Deck...no way!!"). So you can easily imagine I wasn't a good candidate for being a stoner. However, that's not to say I didn't enjoy other accoutrements of hippie life. Sitting in a darkened room (India print bedspread/curtain over the window) with black light posters on the ceiling, laughing at the glowing lint on everybody's clothes can be a total blast...just not for hours. Of course, I found listening to the music the best part, and that could be done any time, any place, and under any conditions.

Back in those days I had the good fortune to know some actual hippies who were really into "folk rock," and who turned me on to some of the good stuff. Nowadays, it seems like there's all kinds of terms, with different shades of meaning and style: acid folk, freak folk, psych (as in psychedelic) folk. I honestly don't recall all those names back then, but maybe. What's most important to me is the fusion of various elements from "world music" (another more modern term). Instruments and traditions from India and the British Isles were two big influences, both in North America and across the pond. Some of my favorite British artists and groups were (and still are) Donovan, Fairport Convention, Pentangle, and Jethro Tull.

Here's a few samples from our friends at YouTube. Hope they bring you wonderful memories, but no bad flashbacks, man.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n2xODjbfYw8
Judy Collins is probably better known for this one, but the late Sandy Denny wrote it and performs it here with Fairport Convention. It will be a long time before we hear the likes of her voice again, IMHO.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCSUfTEcWow
This one by Donovan was something of an anti-war song, because of its message of a peaceful Golden Age. Oddly, Scorsese paired it with a scene in "Goodfellas" that is arguably the most violent in a movie known for being violent (it's also available on YouTube). Also, Donovan and the Beatles also had a lot of cross-pollination, which is why the repeating chorus might remind you of "Hey Jude" or vice versa.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwT0COKXFMM
Pentangle's Jacquie McShee is another voice of another age. My personal fave of theirs is "Sweet Child" but there's no video of that one yet. But this little thinly-veiled morality song about "saving yourself for Mr. Right" is totally charming.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=toHlMD50eYY
Every Christmas when I hear that musical line about "ten lords a-leaping" I always picture Ian Anderson. This video may be too long for some...it's practically the Compleat Jethro Tull all by itself...but well worth a look and a listen. Worth while checking out the lyrics, too. http://remus.rutgers.edu/JethroTull/Albums/ThickAsABrick-lyrics.html

or, if you want just a little Tull with your tea:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W37x7lNP4DY&feature=related


Coming next post: artists and bands for over here.