More music!

Since I’ve been away from bicycling as a topic for two days, let’s keep it up. The topic is still “what I will miss in Madison this week because I’ll be in Seattle”.

MAYCO2017On Saturday night, June 16, please go see MAYCO, the Madison Area Youth Chamber Orchestra. This “remarkable institution” (in the words of critic John Barker) was founded by Mikko Rankin Utevsky in 2011.

You can hear a previous world premiere by the group here:

This will be the first MAYCO concert I have ever missed. I usually print the tickets, put up

rehearsal
rehearsal 2017

posters, sell tickets at the door, record (video and audio) the concert, take stills, help set the stage, and do whatever else is needed. Any volunteers?

There will probably be a preview of the concert in the Well-Tempered Ear this week, or a review next week. Take a look.

 

It looks like I picked the wrong week to leave Madison.

Not available when I wrote this:

The concert is at Immanuel Lutheran Church, 1021 Spaight Street, Madison WI at 7:30 PM on Saturday, June 16.

MAYCO map

Madison Reunion part 2

Yesterday I posted about an upcoming concert. This harkens back to my youth when some concert became (usually after the fact) the concert of the year. (For example: April 29, 1975, Bonnie Raitt at the Capitol Theatre. Between songs, someone came out on stage and whispered in her ear. She went on to sing one more song and then announced “Saigon has fallen!” The party went on for hours after the concert ended. Or the night in 1970 the Jefferson Airplane played the Field House, then turned up at the Nitty Gritty to play all night.) I expect this week’s concert to become one of those.

The concert is just part of a bigger commemoration of 1968. 1968 was a turning point. We had “Prague Spring“, the rise of the Situationist International in France, LBJ choosing not to run for re-election as president and Gene McCarthy as the front runner for a time. Martin Luther King, Jr and Robert Kennedy were assassinated.

Mexico City was the site of the Olympic Games, boycotted by Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, the greatest college basketball player in the US. Sprinters John Carlos and Tommie Smith were at the forefront of statements by US athletes at the games.  Judges appeared to give a gold medal to a Russian gymnast to keep a Czech from winning all of the gymnastics gold. Czech gymnast Věra Čáslavská was an outspoken critic of the Soviet invasion and staged her own podium protest, looking down and away when the Soviet anthem was played. Unlike Smith and Carlos, her country did not ban her from the remainder of the games.

Prior to the Games, a Mexican student protest movement was crushed when hundreds were massacred by government troops, in an action that included troops killing other troops in an effort to place the blame on the students.

1968 also saw the Tet offensive, considered by many to be the turning point in the war.

The Yippies (Youth International Party) arrived on the scene in 1968, running Pigasus (an actual pig) for US president. The movie “Wild in the Streets” arrived in 1968, lampooning the youth movement with the slogan “14 or fight”, an effort by the fictional movement to lower the voting age.

The year saw student strikes worldwide and enough actions around the globe to spawn its own Wikipedia page. It saw  the maturation of a movement in Madison, Wisconsin that had been sparked by the Dow demonstrations in October of ’67. To many, it looked like a return of the European Revolution of 1848,  which I learned about from the great Harvey Goldberg (and to bring cycling into this somewhere, it was at a Harvey Goldberg lecture that I first met Rosebud, my riding partner of the past 45+ years).

The Madison Reunion will also include several panel discussions with a who’s who of local luminaries. If I weren’t riding my bike across the country, I’d be trying to get the week off to go to panels, find old friends, and drink beer on the terrace.People-on-Memorial-Union-Terrace-in-Madison-Wisconsin-000085093295_Medium

Madison Reunion

If you are not in a hotel in Seattle Friday night, as I will be, check out the concert of the summer in Madison, Wisconsin.

Ben and Judy Sidran (p.s. That was a photo of Ben and their son Leo on the Union Terrace in last week’s post) are planning a little party, and you’re invited. There will be workshops and other stuff, but on Friday night there will be a reunion of a legendary band. (OK, never mind. I just looked at the seating chart on February 23 and it is nearly sold out already – back of the balcony only. If you don’t have a ticket by the time this goes on line you will be a few months too late.)

The reunion band includes Boz Scaggs and Ben Sidran (who were in The Ardells with Steve Miller and others before moving to San Francisco [though not all at the same time] as the Steve Miller Band), as well as Tracy Nelson of the Fabulous Imitations, who moved to San Francisco and formed Mother Earth, then moved to Tennessee and stayed there, though occasionally coming home for Christmas and blessing us with a show. Tracy is best known for her song “Down So Low”

(though I have  soft spot for her version of Memphis Slim’s Mother Earth, featuring Mike Bloomfield on guitar and Mark Naftalin on piano).

(And for Memphis Slim songs, I can’t resist “Celeste Boogie”. Who else plays boogie-woogie on celesta?)

I recently learned that Down So Low was written about her break up with Steve Miller.

So those other guys…I’ve always thought of Ben Sidran as the poor man’s Mose Allison

(though maybe less cynical), though he also co-wrote Steve Miller’s “Space Cowboy”. He has worked mostly in jazz and once hosted an NPR jazz show. He’s written a few books and earned a PhD in England.

Boz Scaggs went on to a solo career.

So all these folks are gonna be on one stage together and I’ll miss it. The promo materials say “and others” so who knows? Some of the folks from back then are no longer with us, but a few surprises are probably in store. Someone tell me all about it – either when I get home in two months, in the comments below, or call me Saturday morning, since I’ll still be hanging out in a Seattle hotel.

I ws going to say more about this reunion, so I think we’ll accelerate the pace in this final week before we hit the road and post again tomorrow.

More kids growing up

I went on a long ride Sunday – long mostly because of the 20+ mph headwind for the first 35 miles. I got home in time to see Joel Paterson and the Modern Sounds at the Pursuit of Joel PHappiness Festival. Joel is a phenomenal guitarist who can play anything. He has a number of bands to give him a chance to play multiple styles. The Modern Sounds play old jazz and swing with a little rockabilly, R&B, and blues in the mix. He started playing in these parts as a kid, then grew up and moved to Chicago. He also figures into my life in an indirect sort of way.

Those who know me in another part of my life know I work in health care. It was Joel’s mom who started me on that path. When I was 20 I injured my ankle. I was treated in an emergency room (after fashioning a crutch to get back down from the mountains, but that’s another story) while traveling but it didn’t get better. Walking was an interesting adventure. Running was out of the question. I went to my local free clinic (The Near East Side Community Health Center, which has merged into Access Community Health Centers, run by my friend Ken Loving – another story for another time).

In the free clinic, there was a volunteer position called “Patient Advocate”. The Advocate’s job was to act as a medical assistant (gathering health history and chief complaint) and more. It was the advocate’s job to be sure the patient’s needs were met. The advocate helped the patient formulate questions for the doctor, guided them with follow up questions as needed, and ensured that their needs were met before the doctor left the room.

Joel’s mom was my advocate. (She had also been my sister’s high school classmate.) Before I left the clinic that night, she extracted a promise that I would return as a patient advocate after I saw the orthopedic surgeon they referred me to.

I went back and volunteered as an advocate for a few years. Something must have stuck with me, as I became an Occupational Therapist about 25 years later. Patient advocacy is still an important part of my job.

Joel has a YouTube channel that can give you an idea of his range. Or you can look at what others have uploaded here. I’m not sure what to pick to just link to one or two things. Here’s a Scotty Moore tribute:

Here’s a bit of swing:

How about blues?

Now go listen to him live and buy his albums. A musician can’t make a living if all we do is watch his/her YouTube videos.

Back to bikes for a minute. A while back I posted a series on bike safety. I thought I was done but I left something out – and it’s something I’ve used the past few days.

It’s a baseball metaphor. For those of you who have played, you know what it means to “look the runner back”. You can skip the next paragraph. For those who don’t, read on.

If you’re playing shortstop and there’s a runner on second and a ground ball is hit to you, your natural play is to throw the batter out at first; but you don’t want the runner on second to go to third. You “look him/her back”. You make eye contact in a way that says, “If you break for third, you’re out. Better stay where you are.” When the runner turns back to second, you make your play at first.

It works with drivers. You’re at a four way stop. The car to your left was there first and has the right of way. You let her/him go. The car behind her/him decides to go at the same time. You look her/him back; making eye contact in a way that says, “wait your turn.” That driver know it’s your turn to go and was hoping you’d be cowed because their car is bigger than your bike. Most of the time, the driver will acquiesce, knowing they were trying to pull a fast one. If they go anyway, you let them. You both know what’s what.

In this way you can be an assertive, not aggressive, bicyclist.