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May 25, 2003

clown car

two strikes:

i spent most of this week being unable to get dean's window's xp box to re-recognize it's iomega cd-rw. dean finally fixed this by buying a new dvd-rw, spending against his hypothetical shrub tax return. strike one.

i spent all of last night to 4am asisting neil in getting his redhat installation running. should have been simple, just copying the operating system and data from backup drive to prime drive, and rebooting. x-windows got fucked up, and nothing could save it. sigh. luckily we had the back up drive. so that became the prime drive. strike two.

(i did have an amazing meal at neil and chri's. both of them are amazing cooks. if you miss their solstice party, you've missed heavenly food. word to the wise...)

(has anyone other then me noticed all the "zagat rated" window decals suddenly blooming all over chicago bar and chow house windows? the fscking billy goat tavern is zagat rated...)

the power failure last week took out all the browsers on mine host's 98 box. i'm not taking that as failure. i just didn't have the time to replace them. will do it today, maybe.

(increasingly i'm finding myself spending sunday listening to dick buckley play pre 1945 jazz on wbez, and then listening to nancy wilson's jazz profiles. i've been listening to buckley since i moved back to chicago, and violently dissagreeing with him the whole time. but know i know why he only plays pre 45 jazz. nancy wilson is another story--her voice is wonderfull, but the guests she uses for commentry on the show are almost always clueless. among the few exceptions were her ellington-strayhorn profile, and today's johnny mandel profile. but her shows are always chock full of the kind of trivia i absorb through my pores. like the totally useless facts that mandel wrote the theme to MASH (suicide is painless) while drunk to lyrics written by altman's 14 year old son hours before it was due. or that he couldn't get a leonard cohen song out of his head while he was writing it. or that he's the one who suggested the use of the loudspeakers and anouncements in the movie.

my poor useless head is swimming in shit like that.

clowncar.jpg

know that pilsen is wicker park, you see the damndest things outside the skylark lounge...i suppose i should be thankful that there is a hipster who has the money to restore a fiat 500 and drink at the skylark. the pic looks like this for a host of reasons:

neville had offered me a ride home and told me he woiuldn't wait for me to set up the shot, so i just pointed and shot while he ran off without me;

the camera was upside down;

the cars in front and behind the fiat were literally parked on top of it;

and the lens was set at it's widest focal length, and i had to shoot down at it--i'm a lot taller then the fiat. a lot taller.

i didn't even see the guy in the picture till i got home and uploaded the picture to the laptop.

thanks to neville for the ride.

thanks to brian herzfeldt for having a unique name.

Posted by parody at May 25, 2003 02:18 AM

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Hey, I thought you weren't doing Pilsen news no 'mo?

There was some guy at the Skylark who looked just like you and now he is posting stuff using your name and alleged pix.

Since your stunt double used the P word, anybody see the Reader story on the other P word guy? Is it true the neighborhood is going to get another name change to reflect Boy P's acquisition of the Chicago Yacht Club after the jury awards it to him?

Until that time, rejoice that the next Pilsen art event will be, as the Germans might say, Pod-frei.

Posted by: Future Burnham Harbor West resident? at May 25, 2003 08:09 AM

We're pleased you noticed our work. Did you appreciate the manner in which our PR department manipulated the reporter in such a manner that the hardscrabble roots of P-II were conflated with those of the spoiled, coddled P-III? Why, you'd almost get the impression that P-III did something to deserve his good fortune (that is, other than carefully selecting the family into which he would be born.)

Perhaps you also noticed our placement of the front-page story in the Real Estate Section of Friday's Sun Times? My goodness, that reporter virtually reprinted our press release verbatim.

We are determined to manage this particular incidence of what we refer to as "three sticks disease." Every family business follows a fairly rigid generational pattern -- Thunder, Wonder, Blunder. Thunder (the First) is a force of nature who makes something out of nothing. Wonder (Junior,) spends his childhood sweeping floors, and his adult life turning Thunder's "something" into an empire.

The problem comes with the third generation (hence, "three sticks disease," after the tell-tale custom of placing "III" after the surname of Blunder.) And the problem is, specifically, that generation. Blunder attends elite schools, and spends his time engaging in the idle pursuits of the elite (yachting, for instance.) Blunder nevertheless believes himself a genius. This self-delusion is typically accomplished by means of subscription to half-baked social philosophies which trumpet the alleged innate brilliance of those with power. It matters not if it's Calvinism, Randianism, or any other third-rate ideology -- the idea is to convince yourself that you did something to merit your power.

This combination of inherited power and self-delusion of merit always comes to grief, if left to its own devices. Fortunately, we have come to the rescue. There is no hope for Blunder, although we certainly give him that impression. Our goal is to preserve Junior's empire so it can be sold off to someone with the capability to actually manage it, and make it thrive and prosper.

Whether Blunder ends up bankrupt, or merely reduced in circumstance, depends largely upon his willingness to recognize his own limitations. In this instance, we are not hopeful.

But we will preserve the empire, albeit for another dynasty.

Posted by: McKinsey at May 25, 2003 09:54 AM

Any thoughts on how to wean the free-ranging artists from the yolk of the Evil Ones "Chicagoartsdistrict" website as an official part of the P-frei artwalk?

While the good news is the next artwalks will be for all of the people in Pilsen, the website is still controlled by the Evil Ones.

It doesn't seem like much of a problem to set up a new PilsenArt.com, with a very hip English/Spanish translation and maybe some ads from 18th Street biznesses.

Anybody into it?

Also, anybody know if the Evil Ones bothered to lay legal claim to the name Pilsen Arts District?

Posted by: Future Burnham Harbor West resident? at May 25, 2003 02:22 PM

I'm tired of all you Pod people monopolizing the chatter on this 'hood. You're so self-absorbed that you don't even notice the other people and communities around you. If it weren't for the fact that I'm a white artist too, I'd accuse you of being bigoted for your lack of appreciation of the Latino culture here.

I want nothing to do with you.

Ever since I moved here from Schaumburg after graduating from SAIC, I've wanted to get that off my chest.

Posted by: Resident of Sopo (SOuth of POdland) at May 26, 2003 08:14 AM

Don't you realize that Jazz ended in 1945? I mean, that Chinese music they called Be-Bop isn't Jazz, and everything that came after it is something else, but it isn't Jazz.

Why, just last night, I was listening to Pres's cut of "Mood Indigo." It was recorded live at Mr. Kelly's here in 1944. I was at the show, and I spoke to the third trombone player, Hilton Jefferson. Jeff' had played first bone with Fletch' in 32, and first 'bone in that band was Russel Procope. Hawk filled out the bill on alto. They were playing at the Blue Note, when Hawk had a terrible attack of gas. Procope, consummate professional that he was, covered every blast with an off-blow on the 'bone. Jeff' told me that they had worked it out during intermission -- whenever Hawk felt the need to blow something other than the alto, he winked to Procope, and they agreed the blast would hit on the third beat following the signal. Leonard Feather was at that show, and his review for the evening noted the "brilliant, erratic assymetry" of the off-notes on the second 'bone.

Leonard's review paid particular attention to John kirby, the string bass man, who had lost a thumb to. . . . .

Posted by: Dick Buckley at May 26, 2003 09:15 AM

Would you shut up with your bullshit, already, Dick?

Everyone with ears knows that Jazz died with Bird.

Everything after that was rock n' roll.

Posted by: Joe Segal at May 26, 2003 09:18 AM

no its more hip hop

Posted by: Oakey at May 26, 2003 04:48 PM

You assholes don't know shit. Jazz is alive and well and is Ornette Coleman, and Punk. The rest of that shit is zappaloonietunesmusic, or bad Louise Armstrong wannabes blowing when they should be sucking. Since Coltrane died, it's been Ornette. And I should know, I'm a dead rock music critic.

Posted by: Lester Bangs at May 26, 2003 07:36 PM

Well, hey, Schaumburg SoPo guy, it's nice you got something off your chest after being so observant to notice the Latino culture.

Now read the fucking post you seem to be upset about and notice that the issue is about making the Pilsen art scene more inclusive of the Latino culture with a bi-lingual website that is not controlled by the P-people.

Wanna play the game "quien es mas simpatico" with the locals, guerro boy?

How far south of P-land are we talking about? Bridgeport, maybe? Another white guy with a hostile attitude is just what they need. How unique.

Didn't they teach you to read in Schaumburg? You sure as hell didn't get a chance to do any of it at the Art Institute.

Posted by: Future Burnham Harbor West resident? at May 26, 2003 08:50 PM

Hi!

What's all this noise about SoPo and PoHo? Do you folks have 24hr mass transit like us? Do you have a neighborhood arts council like us? Do you have schools that actually teach reading and writing like us? An integrated community for over 30 years? Community, like we all know each other, and we even TALK! Minimal crime rate? Cool, cheap spaces? Lots of retro mom and pop stores?

No?

So are you just hipster posers trapped in your studio apartments, afraid to talk to your neighbors? Or are you trend suckers slurping down the next new thing? Are any of you really artists? Where do you show? OOOOOO! I bet your all PAINTERS, right? Have you finished anything lately? EVER?

I thought so! We're up here, and we're doing things! You Pilsen whiners are so last week it hurts. It's not about where you live, it's not about CONTROL or WHINING, it's about WHAT YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE!

Posted by: Resident of NoWeSI (The Northwest Highway CowGrrls) at May 26, 2003 09:09 PM

i'm sorry.

Posted by: sad girl at May 27, 2003 07:00 PM

I want to live by an expressway and work in middle management, where I long and harde bcessive culmpulsive about imitaion chese and how it fits in the market place.

I will use words like "so last week" and "retromom and pop store" I will also believe that city dweller live in a constant world of gun fights rapes and robberies.

It does not matter what you say, you just have to talk.

Posted by: Buffy at May 28, 2003 02:35 AM

Sure, Buffy. It's easy for you to knock Wicker Park and Bucktown. You never had to get a blowjob from a drag queen at 4 am and not be able to just walk around the block. Walk, that is, because you can't find a parking place.

Eighteenth street is too loaded with mom and pop stores, cafes and museums owned and operated by the locals. They just don't get the upscale pricing scheme.

You are missing out on your chance to meet guys with BMWs who want to move to the suburbs as soon as they get you barefoot and pregnant.

Give it up and move north so you won't have to be so close to downtown and the lakefront, you little fool!

Paying the extra rent money instead of getting that authentic Mexican food will help you lose weight.

Posted by: God Loves Bucktown or at Least is Afraid of the Southside at May 28, 2003 11:54 AM

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