Celebrating the Man in Black: Roadshow Revival Saturday
Ventucky this weekend is really about celebrating music and musicians, the ones up front and the ones that made it happen, tonight with the Wrecking Ball documentary at the Ventura County Museum (plus sculptures of musical instruments by Ramon Byrne and rock photos by Guy Webster), and tomorrow, Saturday June 18 with the Johhny Cash Festival and Road Show Revival at the Ventura County Fairgrounds.
With headliners X and favorites the Blasters, plus Kris Kristofferson and Lee from the Stray Cats, the afternoon will be full of fun music to listen to and dance too!
Bands will play a combination of their top hits along with their own tributes to the memory of Johnny Cash.
Doors open at 10am; the event is over at 8pm.
| 10:30 am |
Cash on the Line |
| 11:15 am | Pee Wee Moore |
| Noon | National Anthem |
| 12:15 pm | Deke Dickerson |
| 1:15 pm | Hayden Thompson with Omar & The StringPoppers |
| 2:15 pm | Levi Dexter with The Buzz Campbell Band |
| 3:00 pm | Pin-Up Pageant |
| 3:30 pm | Lee Rocker |
| 4:45 pm | The Blasters |
| 6:00 pm | Kris Kristofferson |
| 6:45 pm | X |
DJ Rockin Vic will be spinning the records between sets, there’s a kids corral, classic car show, pinups girls and more.
This is shaping up to be one humdinger of a Father’s Day weekend, at least for this household! We’ve got a sitter lined up and we’ll be riding the tandem down to the Road then going out to dinner! Let’s hope the sun comes out to dispel the June Gloom!
The Wrecking Crew: On the road to you!
When I found out The Wrecking Crew would be shown here in Ventura on Friday and on the road to raise money this summer and fall, I contacted my friend Ron Wells who is both a music lover and film enthusiast, about the documentary. He graciously wrote the following to encourage me and readers of Art Predator to see it and support the project.
The Wrecking Crew may have been the greatest band there ever was, and yet it was never really a band at all.
For this Wrecking Crew was the name given to the fantastic studio musicians living and working in Los Angeles in the the 1960’s when rock and roll was really beginning to take off. The songs they worked on are an iPod full of hits that is the sound track for everyone who grew up during this period, or even for those who grew up much later and have still heard the music played on radio, television, or even YouTube.
The musicians’ names are little known except to those in the music industry, but they should all be in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, if not have their faces faces sculpted into the hillside by the Hollywood Sign. For Earl Palmer, Hal Blaine, Carol Kaye, Plas Johnson, and Tommy Tedesco, among a whole host of others were instrumental in launching some of the greatest pop and rock songs ever recorded.
The documentary on the Wrecking Crew, directed by Denny Tedesco, Tommy’s son, is a monumental achieveme
nt that will forever put on record the importance of, and contributions of, these musicians to the history of popular music. Similar to Standing in the Shadows of Motown, this film shines a long overdue spotlight on those who who gave so much to the music of the 60’s, and yet got little or no credit.
Certainly, no one will find their names on the back of the album covers of the records on which they played.
Denny Tedesco has set out to right this wrong and this documentary is a living, breathing tribute to these remarkable, unsung heroes. The Monkees, the early Beach Boys, The Association and many other bands did not yet have the musical licks necessary to play in a studio, and so these session players would pick up their instruments and do anything and everything that needed to be done. Read more…
Know Your Rights: Workshop for Creatives
While working on this blog post on this workshop about copyright law for creatives like artists and writers, I spent more time than I care to admit listening and watching various versions of The Clash’s classic song “Know Your Rights.” (You can watch the best one of The Clash doing the song that I found below.)
But here’s my favorite video, above. It’s not by the Clash–it’s Eddie Vedder singing the song which has been put to a Disney cartoon of Donald (Daffy?) Duck. Please watch it. Then share it. Please.
And if you’re interested in knowing your writes/rights as someone doing creative work and you wonder about how to protect yourself from people using your intellectual and creative property OR if you are interested in whether you are using someone else’s property legally, check out this workshop on Weds. June 16 at Bell Arts Factory. Read on for more.
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A few weeks ago, my yoga teacher, Bryan Legere of the Ventura Yoga Studio, made an announcement after class that we should all go see the film that one of our fellow students and a former instructor at the studio had produced. Beyond the fact that many of us knew Adrienne, and that her film was playing in town, he said it was an amazing, must see film. Moreover, he said it was the only film he’d seen that was worth viewing in 3D.
His description and recommendation had me curious and anxious to see the film, in 3 D if possible; the topic itself was already for interest to me. Then I received the following glowing review from my friend Ron Wells:
To begin with, just try and grasp how long ago 32,000 years was. Now, try and imagine artists creating exhilarating works of art during that time, in that world. And then try to imagine those works on the rough interiors of a cave’s walls. It is almost unfathomable.
To see the documentary, Cave of Forgotten Dreams, is to enter a world that connects time and space, art and spirituality; a world so spectacular it defies comprehension. In 1994, three explorers came upon one of the lost treasures of human existence. And it is here director Werner Herzog (Aguirre, the Wrath of God, Fitcarraldo, Grizzly Man) has been allowed by the French government to take his cameras into a cave that only a few scientists are allowed access to.
For the cave art in Chauvet Caves in Southern France, above where the Ardeche River flowed, will begin to decompose if large numbers of people are allowed inside the cave itself. Read more…
Here I am, the leader of the pack, during last month’s ArtRide “Greaser Bicycle Ball” in this photo by ArtRider Daniel Boggs.
Read on for more about tonight’s ArtRide, the Seersucker Social. We plan to cruise Main, hit WAV, Bell Arts, and 643 Project on Ventura Avenue, and end up at Art City.
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It’s a LOVE MOB! And you’re invited!
Join Art Predator, family and friends (a LOT of friends) and be part of the FIRST EVER LOVE MOB!
Dave Koz says the song is “a simple statement of love. That’s what this song is all about. Being bold enough to love whoever you wish, show some vulnerability and truly celebrate moving beyond our fears.”
June 5th, from 9:00am – 11:00am (or later!)
They can also use some folks early–from 7-10am. Bring a solid color umbrella!
Register in Figuerora Plaza by the north fountain.
We will assemble into groups and be given instructions on how to be part of a singing love mob. Check out the video for more details.
MINDSET:
You’re presence on camera implies you believe in equal rights to love & marry regardless of sex, race, religion and creed.
Come dressed in solid bright colors. Think fabric commercial.
Read on to enter the world of wine blogging…and wine bloggers!
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Happy Birthday Bob Dylan!
This imaginative guest post by Ron Wells celebrates the birthday of Bob Dylan. Hard to believe Dylan’s 70.
Robert Allen Zimmerman. In the beginning, or so they tell me……
On May 24, 1941, there was thunder on the mountain, lightning beyond the horizon, and a hard rain began to fall while a million miles away from Duluth, Minnesota, a mail train came roaring down from the sky as it sped to Earth past desolation row, past Mr. Jones, who knew something was happening, but he didn’t know what it was, carrying a boxcar full of spirits both now and forevermore. Everyone needed to lookout, for the saints were coming’ through. On board sat a young Robert Allen Zimmerman. a babe from the Highlands, sitting cross legged strumming a guitar, “call me Bob Dylan” he told the spirit gods with an enigmatic grin.
“Well, Bob Dylan,” said a wandering troubadour, “you can call me Woody, “ and gesturing outside, he smiled and said, “This land is your land, from California to the New York island.”
A hearty laugh from a powerful black woman, was followed by, “You ain’t nothin’ but a hounddog puppy,” and her eyes told him it was Big Mama, Big Spirit, big time blues belter.
“Excuse me, but this is my stop,” mumbled Jack, as he then leaped into the void with a flask in his back pocket, his words landin’ on the asphalt below, “’Cause I’m on the road, maybe Highway 61.”
A Buddha-like Allen howled Read more…
Do you know about the Sand Mandala of Compassion (Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara) that 4 monks from India have been working on for the past six days at the Santa Barbara Museum of Art? Last chance to see it is Sunday May 22–at 3pm it goes to the sea!
During the past year or so in Ventura, we’ve had a number of bicyclists injured and killed by cars. Our local bicycling community has also been touched by accidents beyond our county–we don’t always ride close to home.
A number of people have been victims of hit and run drivers. Just last Wednesday, a young Ventura College student was killed as he and a friend rode bikes to take a final exam; the same driver went into the bicycle lane to hit a mother and daughter and broke their arms. Our mayor Bill Fulton knew the young man who was killed and wrote passionately about our community and about him in a recent blog post.
Pictured is a “ghost bike” which has been put up on the site where Nick was killed. The City of Ventura has assured us it will be left there, and in fact, there is discussion of putting a white ballard there so that the bike can be attached to it permanently. Cyclists frequently put ghost bikes at locations where a cyclist has been killed as a reminder to us all.
Tonight, bicyclists will ride together across the globe to honor cyclists who have been killed or injured by cars. If you can, please join them. If you can’t, please light a candle to honor those cyclists.
Drivers, please please please watch for cyclists. We come in all ages and sizes. We ride alone, we ride together, we ride with our families, and with our friends. But we’re all just soft human beings. You in your big hulking vehicle can easily damage us and even take lives leaving you without a scratch to your body but with a big dent in your psyche (and your karma).
So please be careful. Please. We will do our part and ride carefully and with lights and reflectors on our bikes so you can see us. Please do your part. Don’t drive while under the influence.
And if you hit something or if you see someone hit something, please stop and see what it was. It could be a cyclist. It could be someone you know. It could be your neighbor. One day it might be you.
I have almost been hit several times. I have been hit by cars as a pedestrian in a crosswalk when the car turned right on a red and i had a green to walk. My husband has been hit two times by cars. Most cyclists I know have been hit by a car or come close to being hit by a car. Since the accident last Wednesday, I have made a series of excuses why not to ride. As I drive my car, I am more than ever aware how much power and responsibility I have as a driver.
It’s up to all of us to make our streets safe for us all. Please do your part and keep an eye on the road and not anywhere else. Thank you.
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