Saturday, October 18, 2008

 

  

SUNDAY


October 19th, 4pm


Pam Brown
Magdalena Zurawski
Ron Silliman

Hosted by CAConrad

ROBIN'S BOOKSTORE
108 S. 13th St., Philadelphia
215-735-9600

 

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Thursday, October 16, 2008

 

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Wednesday, October 15, 2008

 


 L-R: Ted Pearson, Steve Benson, Carla Harryman, Tom Mandel, Barrett Watten, Lyn Hejinian, Kit Robinson

The Detroit Grand Piano reading of October 4th is now online here.

   

  

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Tuesday, October 14, 2008

 


Anthony Braxton’s score for saxophones & contrabass clarinet

I found myself in the curious – indeed, unprecedented – situation on Saturday evening of coming away from an Anthony Braxton concert feeling disappointed. Was it the room? The chapel of St. Mark’s church in Philadelphia – not to be confused with its counterpart in New York City – is a Gothic Revival masterpiece built in the 1840s, but with some of the most uncomfortable pews imaginable & pillars right in the sight line between much of the audience & the musicians. Was it me? It had been my sixth straight day of work &, tho I’d gotten in a session in the weight room at the Y in the morning, I was tired, feeling rushed & had to settle for a theater district parking garage ($26 for 81 minutes or more) to get to the event on time.

Was it the music or the musicians? Braxton himself was not playing, but conducting, and the two pieces entailed nothing but brass – No. 103 for seven trumpets & No. 169 for brass quintet (two trumpets, French horn, trombone & tuba). The former in particular made me realize just how little trumpet goes a long way, unless perhaps Miles Davis is handling it. Even with the great Taylor Ho Bynum in the mix, it didn’t feel as tho Braxton was fully exploiting the possibilities of the instrument, and tho there were some tremendous moments – including one solo that didn’t sound like a trumpet so much as a landing jumbo jet – my sense when it concluded was “wait, wait, there’s so much more to be done.” Costumes made especially for this piece by Rosemary Kielnecker – green pullover court-jester shirts, black capes, “Zorro” masks (3 of which had to be worn under glasses to unintended comic effect) & caps – did not contribute to the musicianship & frankly paled as theatrics in the context of the heavy handed architecture of the room.

The second piece was truncated – lasting roughly half the length of the hour described in the program (and without the use of swivel chairs specified in the original composition). It was, however, only the second time Braxton has been able to mount this work with the intended instrumentation (there is a version for four saxophones around, recorded in Slovenia in 2000, that I would love to hear), and the presence of Jay Rozen on tuba was a delight all its own, playing the instrument like a percussionist, dropping pie plates into the bell, hitting notes you feel deep in your spine. In part, I’m sure that the abbreviation of the piece was done in order to get through it before the great tower bell of the church tolled ten – Jack Krick & I noted what an impact the bell would have had an hour earlier had it not rung during the intermission.

Ultimately, tho, I think the primary problem with the event on Saturday was the contrast from the night before, when I heard Braxton performing with his Falling River Quartet in what might have been the best single concert I’ve ever heard him give. The location was a relatively small performance space in the Settlement Music School south of the South Street entertainment district. The quartet consists of Braxton on horns (saxophones & contrabass clarinet), Erica Dicker on violin, Sally Norris on piano, much of which she plays standing up & reaching into the guts of the thing in the manner of Cecil Taylor, & Katherine Young on bassoon.

Seeing Braxton emerge on stage, a 63-year-old African American music legend, looking positively avuncular with his signature cardigan sweater & John Lennon glasses, followed by three young white women, none of whom appears yet to be 30, brought up every memory I had of watching Chuck Berry & Bo Diddley performing with local backup bands. I recall one band at some no-name club at Fillmore & California in San Francisco in the late seventies looking positively embarrassed at having to perform what amounted to the same beat over & over with nary a chord change from one Bo Diddley ditty to the next. Even backed by Johnny Otis’ excellent band, Chuck Berry used other musicians as pure backdrop – he might as well have had a tape. The concert at the Settlement Music School could not have been more different.

For one thing, Braxton did not play the star. If you closed your eyes, you heard an exquisitely balanced quartet, every one of them startlingly good instrumentalists. The piece they played – which I hope they release on CD – was a composite of four differently numbered charts using the highly graphic scoring system Braxton has evolved over the years (by contrast, the score for the 1983 composition No. 103 the following night was essentially conventional in its notation). Cumulatively, the piece had some moments of astonishing lyricism, reminiscent of Steve Lacy’s work with Michael Smith, and situated itself almost perfectly on the midpoint between free jazz & contemporary “classical” music. I’ve never heard a piece that was so perfectly both without lapsing into an either/or. Possibly this has to do with Braxton – he’s long been an advocate for a music that did not worry about categorical constraints (and has sometimes been dinged for this by jazz purists, tho I once saw him perform an evening of duets with Sam Rivers at the late lamented Keystone Korner in San Francisco’s North Beach where he held his own with the old school sax man just fine, thank you). And it may just be that the current generation of younger musicians have simply gotten beyond this. Katherine Young’s website notes her work with rock bands, not something many bassoonists are wont to do. But Katherine Young’s bassoon was as spectacular as Jay Rozen’s tuba a night later – she’s one musician I’d happily go to hear an evening of solo performances by. So it might not be “the current generation” so much as these musicians here. Dave Brubeck never had a group that performed so in synch with one another. So while there were moments when I would watch Braxton himself play – you really notice what huge hands he has when they’re grappling one of the smaller saxes – this was not an evening about a great performer but rather a great ensemble. And it was one of those evenings that reminds you just why music is both wondrous and important.

Ars Nova Workshop, which is bringing the Philadelphia music scene into the 21st century, sponsored both events, charging $35 to hear the Falling River Quartet, a fee that got you into the evening of brass pieces at the church for free, while charging $10 for those who only sought to hear the latter. ANW certainly got its values right.

  
L-R: Scores used by Sally Norris (piano), Katherine Young (bassoons), Erica Dicker (violins)

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Monday, October 13, 2008

 

Robert Creeley’s library

The archive of Marshall Frady

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Great lesbian poets throughout history

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Where poetry has its largest audience

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Jordanian poet
threatened with
death penalty
for his poems

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A day for Darwish

A translation prize
for Fady Joudah

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Are you ready to compete for
Millions Poet?

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Talking with Talal Salem

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New at Pennsound:
readings by
David Bromige, Amy King,
Rae Armantrout, Carla Harryman
& myself

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Saul Williams
& song vs. poem

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Renku master
Bill Higginson has died

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On the passing of
Ahmed Faraz

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K. Silem Mohammad’s
Breathalyzer

Mohammad:
I’m with Stupid

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Rosanna Warren
& the “poet of nothing”

Warren’s “Romanesque

Form & disruption
in the work of
Rosanna Warren

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Meg Hamil’s Death Notices

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Talking with Kenny Goldsmith

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Geof Huth reads “Under”
& part of “VOG
in his ongoing
review of The Alphabet

A real underground poet

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Dale Smith’s
homage to
Kent Johnson

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Kevin Killian & Dodie Bellamy
reading at
Dixon Place

Killian’s Oroniad:
Parts 20 & 21

Gary Sullivan on Dodie Bellamy

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Le Clézio & his prize

Carlin Romano on Le Clézio

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Is the problem no Americans
or really just no poets?

Nobels for an alternate universe

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Flarf tantrum

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What is the goal
for poetry?

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Dumb down to increase sales

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Richard Hell
on Edmund White’s Rimbaud

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The Marsh Hawk Review
is worth reading

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The fate of the
Tina Sharts Memorial Poetry Collection

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Barbara Barg’s Obeying the Chemicals

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Nico Vassilakis Text Loses Time

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Is radical poetry dead?

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“It’s true that Barack Obama
isn’t Shakespeare or Cervantes
or even John Ashbery”

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James Baldwin & Barack Obama

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Frank O’Hara
endorses
Barack Obama

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Poetry which liberates
certain forces of language”

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The Republican war on words

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Jillian Weise on Mike Jones & dirty rap

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The New Canon:
looks a lot like the old one

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To Morocco & back
with
Alfred Corn

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Why poets take trains

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Ed Sanders
in
New Orleans

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“Jack and the Aktuals
by Rudy Rucker

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Mary Karr on Bill Knott

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A book of prose
from Hwang Tong-kyu

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A profile of
Afaa Michael Weaver

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Multi-tasking:
a human delusion?

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David Hinton’s Classic Chinese Poetry

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Brandon Brown’s Kidnapped

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Firebombing delays
Jewel of Medina

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Sharif Elmusa’s Flawed Landscape

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Julianna Baggot’s therapist

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Reading report: Agnes Walsh

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Patrick Krup
on
X.J. Kennedy

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In awe
of Bruce Dawe

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The American Center
for Sarah Palin
Inspirational Limericks

Deconstructing
the bridge to nowhere

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No wonder
Poetry Daily’s website
looks like
it was designed for lawyers

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Jason Christie
on
Ryan Fitzpatrick

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The Kindle effect

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Olson, Ferrini
dominate
Gloucester art proposals

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The impact of poetry
on
Lowell,
Massachusetts

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Pinsky in Norwich
(note typo in the headline)

& in Lowell

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Robert Lowell’s portrait of
Randall Jarrell

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Poets House prepares to move

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What prizes do

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Mick Imlah looks Forward

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MySpace inspires “best poem”

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The Forward Prize in context

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Goldbarth & Hoberman win prizes

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What do libraries need?

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Libraries vs. IT departments

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What men read

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Joe Biden visits a bookstore
& what does he buy?

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Giovanni’s Room
turns 35

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Interviews with
Lucille Clifton, Galway Kinnell, Eavan Boland
in the new
Oranges & Sardines

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Talking with Charlie Simic

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What the poem “has in mind”

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Poets on poets

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A profile of Howard Schwartz

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Tips on teaching poetry

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William Logan
on the critics
of his criticism

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Play’s poetry
targets kids

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Steve McLaughlin
on his
non-anthology

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English professors
& video games

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Video games aligned with books

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Them Bourgeois blues

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Basque Health Dept HQ
in
Bilbao

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Thelonius Monk
& Yusef Komunyakaa

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John Adams
is the
voice of
America

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Paul Taylor loses lease

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Larry Lessig’s dedication

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Slavoy Žižek on the crash

& Margaret Atwood

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Sunday, October 12, 2008

 

Available now!

Kit Robinson begins: TED BERRIGAN SAID that when he discovered Frank O’Hara’s poetry he found “somebody who wrote the way I talked.” I had the same feeling when I first read Berrigan’s work. Yet what began as a sense of natural language in O’Hara quickly became a kind of patented style with Berrigan, as his many characteristic ways of saying things were essentially branded through repeated use, not only in his poetry, but in the running commentary he produced in his classes and in conversation. Ted also said that when you try to imitate another writer you will fail, and that failure will be the basis for your own thing, or words to that effect. I believe that’s true too.

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