Yonder Mountain String Band/Leftover Salmon :: 08.27.10 :: Red Rocks Amphitheatre :: Morrison, CO
Polytechnic Cajun Slam-grass met American progressive bluegrass at Red Rocks Amphitheatre when Yonder Mountain String Band and Leftover Salmon got together for an intimate night of string music. To see two of Colorado’s most progressive jam bands together on the same bill was a real treat for the huge local following.
YMSB Setlist
<b.Set I: Looking Back Over My Shoulder > New Horizons, Left Me in a Hole, Fingerprint, Troubled Mind, Rag Doll, Casualty, Jail Song, Cuckoo’s Nest > Peace Of Mind > Angel > Follow Me Down To The Riverside > Angel > Peace Of Mind Set II: Sidewalk Stars > If There’s Still Ramblin’ in the Rambler (let him go) > Reuben & Cherise> If There’s Still Ramblin’ in the Rambler (let him go), Polly Put The Kettle On, Damned If The Right One Didn’t Go Wrong, Idaho, Isolate > Death Trip1, Another Day, No Expectations > Traffic Jam > King Ebenezer > Traffic Jam > Out Of The Blue E: Steam Powered Aereoplane2 > Boatman2 > Jack London2
1 Eric Mardis on banjo & Wayne Gottstine on mandolin
2 Drew Emmitt on mandolin & Vince Herman on guitar
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ELON MUSK is not, to paraphrase James Watson’s bon mot about Francis Crick, a man given to modest moods. That is a useful quality in an entrepreneur whom financial nemesis has, on occasion, stared in the face. But this week, though he is by his own admission relying on loans from his friends to cover his day-to-day expenses while details of his divorce are worked out, he might be forgiven a little hubris.
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The top 10 in each category are:
Non-fiction
1. “Songs of Blood and Sword”
Author: Fatima Bhutto
Publisher: Penguin Viking
Price: Rs.699.00
2. “The Big Short”
Author: Michael Lewis
Publisher: [...]
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The top 10 in each category are:
Non-fiction
1. “Songs of Blood and Sword”
Author: Fatima Bhutto
Publisher: Penguin Viking
Price: Rs.699.00
2. “Becoming Indian”
Author: Pavan K. [...]
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The top 10 in each category are:
Non-fiction
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Author: Gurcharan Das
Publisher: [...]
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Back when I was the music editor for this wannabe hipster rag out of NYC, I was told by my editor-in-chief, when pitching the idea of reviewing – if my memory serves me well – a Jaco Pastorius reissue, that, “Our magazine is serving a primarily hipster set which is into hip-hop, rock, electronica, some kitschy pop and obscure things that they may not have heard of from time to time. So, we have to bend in that direction more.”
He went on to explain in this email he sent me how fusion jazz is something the magazine’s readers “make a little fun of” and how I should steer away from writing about it. So, in essence, they wanted me to write about unskilled crap like electro-clash and “raw rock” instead and then proceeded to pitch me on covering garbage NYC acts of the time like The Bravery and Larry Tee, thus sealing my decision to step down from my position there out of sheer respect for my music education.
Reminiscing on that e-mail while listening to this phenomenal, complex and otherworldly live album from the recently-reunited “classic lineup” of Return to Forever featuring Chick Corea on keys, Al Di Meola on guitar, Stanley Clarke on bass and Lenny White on drums – the utter epitome of fusion jazz if there ever was one – I feel wholly inspired to drive my 1994 Buick LeSabre right down to Bedford Ave. in Williamsburg, park right outside of whatever trendy-ass bar has opened up on North 6th St. that week and crank the 27 minute version of “Song to the Pharaoh Kings” at full volume. The results, I’m hoping, would be kind of like when Barbara Streisand blasted White Zombie from a van outside her home during her wedding to James Brolin in order to keep the Paparazzi away. Maybe then, these condo-dwelling, trust-fund-having, Hold Steady-loving cretins will finally get the hint that they are not welcome in Kings County anymore.
But I digress. This epic, two-disc live set, featuring performances recorded at Ruth Eckerd Hall in Clearwater, Florida, the Bank of America Pavilion in Boston, Massachusetts and the Montreux Jazz Festival during the quartet’s reunion tour in the summer of 2008, finds Corea, Di Meola, Clarke and White in top form, as if their 1976 studio swan song Romantic Warrior was recorded last month instead of 33 years ago. The indelible interplay between the four musicians remains as fluid as ever in spite of the three-decade time lapse as RTF charges through highlights from all eras of their brief but impactful career. Fans will take great joy in hearing the classic line-up rip through such early material as “500 Miles High” from 1972′s Light As A Feather and the title cut to 1973′s psychedelic Hymn to the Seventh Galaxy, two albums that did not feature either Di Meola nor White, and who both do great justice to the jams here.
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The works of the controversial New York artist, who died this week, were shot through with drugs and violence – but there was beauty there too
There aren’t many icons around these days. It sometimes feels like there are no James Deans or Jimi Hendrixes or Sylvia Plaths left. Yet artist Dash Snow, who has died at the age of 27, perhaps deserves the title. Snow died from a drug overdose at the Lafayette Hotel in Manhattan on Monday night. He was one of the most promising young artists on New York’s Lower East Side art scene, the so-called Bowery School, and in many ways was their mythical figurehead. Short, tattooed, with long blond hair and a shaggy beard, Dash was more rock star than artist.
Dash Snow’s work fed on his extreme living. He captured images of mayhem. His work was visceral, bodily, often disgusting. He had few boundaries. He and his friends – Dan Colen, Ryan McGinley, Terence Koh and Dash’s ex-wife Agathe Snow – injected the New York art scene with an energy that hadn’t been there for years.
Snow’s background often raised eyebrows. He came from the De Menil family, one of America’s richest and most prominent art collecting dynasties. Yet he rebelled against them, growing up on the streets of New York from the age of 15, after spending two years in juvenile detention. Dash started creating graffiti as a member of the notorious and inventive Irak crew. He stumbled into art after friends Colen and McGinley encouraged him, initially creating Polaroid images filled with sex and hard drugs. The Wall Street Journal and New York Magazine went on to sing his praises. He was featured in the Whitney Biennial. His work was snapped up by major collectors like Dakis Joannou and Anita Zabludovic.
In London, he is perhaps best known for his work in USA Today, Charles Saatchi’s 2006 exhibition at the Royal Academy. Snow showed typically confrontational art: 45 newspaper cuttings about American police corruption hung on the walls like a giant collage. The clippings were covered in Snow’s own semen and entitled Fuck the Police. The following year he spent a week ripping up phone books and covering a room in urine, semen and alcohol for the wildly criticised Nest installation at Deitch Projects. Snow’s installations and films contained penises, semen, nudity and a violent sort of freedom. He taunted the audience, daring them to accept sex and drug binges as fine art.
His death has shocked anyone who had any contact with him or knew his work. The drugs were all there in the artwork (and the rumours), but so was a sense of real beauty and honesty. It wasn’t necessarily the aesthetic of his work, but its independence that made it so influential. He simply didn’t give a shit.
A statement by Peres Projects says it all: “Dash was the gentlest of souls and one of the most sensitive artists of his time. He found beauty where most would not know to look. We will treasure his life always.”
Dash Snow: an art icon for our times?
The works of the controversial New York artist, who died this week, were shot through with drugs and violence – but there was beauty there too
There aren’t many icons around these days. It sometimes feels like there are no James Deans or Jimi Hendrixes or Sylvia Plaths left. Yet artist Dash Snow, who has died at the age of 27, perhaps deserves the title. Snow died from a drug overdose at the Lafayette Hotel in Manhattan on Monday night. He was one of the most promising young artists on New York’s Lower East Side art scene, the so-called Bowery School, and in many ways was their mythical figurehead. Short, tattooed, with long blond hair and a shaggy beard, Dash was more rock star than artist.
Dash Snow’s work fed on his extreme living. He captured images of mayhem. His work was visceral, bodily, often disgusting. He had few boundaries. He and his friends – Dan Colen, Ryan McGinley, Terence Koh and Dash’s ex-wife Agathe Snow – injected the New York art scene with an energy that hadn’t been there for years.
Snow’s background often raised eyebrows. He came from the De Menil family, one of America’s richest and most prominent art collecting dynasties. Yet he rebelled against them, growing up on the streets of New York from the age of 15, after spending two years in juvenile detention. Dash started creating graffiti as a member of the notorious and inventive Irak crew. He stumbled into art after friends Colen and McGinley encouraged him, initially creating Polaroid images filled with sex and hard drugs. The Wall Street Journal and New York Magazine went on to sing his praises. He was featured in the Whitney Biennial. His work was snapped up by major collectors like Dakis Joannou and Anita Zabludovic.
In London, he is perhaps best known for his work in USA Today, Charles Saatchi’s 2006 exhibition at the Royal Academy. Snow showed typically confrontational art: 45 newspaper cuttings about American police corruption hung on the walls like a giant collage. The clippings were covered in Snow’s own semen and entitled Fuck the Police. The following year he spent a week ripping up phone books and covering a room in urine, semen and alcohol for the wildly criticised Nest installation at Deitch Projects. Snow’s installations and films contained penises, semen, nudity and a violent sort of freedom. He taunted the audience, daring them to accept sex and drug binges as fine art.
His death has shocked anyone who had any contact with him or knew his work. The drugs were all there in the artwork (and the rumours), but so was a sense of real beauty and honesty. It wasn’t necessarily the aesthetic of his work, but its independence that made it so influential. He simply didn’t give a shit.
A statement by Peres Projects says it all: “Dash was the gentlest of souls and one of the most sensitive artists of his time. He found beauty where most would not know to look. We will treasure his life always.”