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ON THE TURNTABLE: TOP 40 LPs of 1979: Courtesy of VILLAGE VOICE

08 Tuesday Jan 2019

Posted by MICHAEL C. HODGKISS in #WhiteBoyBlues, 1965, ELVIS COSTELLO, heart broken, Kevin Patrick, Mersey Beat, MOTOWN, rock music trivia, Uncategorized, Vinyl Records

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ON THE TURNTABLE: TOP 40 LPs of 1979: Courtesy of VILLAGE VOICE

Every January since 1965 my brother, KEVIN PATRICK and I would exchange lists of our favorite albums of the year. We both had eclectic tastes for teens. He tried to steer me toward MOTOWN records while I dragged him through Anglophile and English blues related groups. After we secured each others lists we would search far and wide to find published lists to see which of us garnered more points in the standings, which we made up: 20 points for #1, one point for #20, etc. As time went on others joined our small collective of nut jobs. Twenty plus years ago a college friend of my brother’s started an organized group and actually publishes the sometimes embarrassing results , but all in good fun.

My kid brother passed away in February at age 64 after a long fight with cancer and cancer related heart issues. Seems the chemo of the 70’s slowly wore away the walls to his heart. Up until his last breath he was a true collector of all kinds of music, and his lists each year reflected it.This is my first year without his list.

Searching my archives I found how strange our 1979 listing had us in almost a virtual tie. The scoring criteria that year and for many other years was the work of Robert Christgau and his annual BEST OF. Thank you Bob for all the years of enjoyment,and I hope you are not offended that I publish it here.PS: My brother beat me out with THE SHOES and THE BUZZCOCKS. We both had THE CLASH and ELVIS COSTELLO in the top 3, a balancing act for our totals. Neither of us had AIR.

1. The Clash (Epic) 18. 2. Neil Young & Crazy Horse: Rust Never Sleeps (Reprise) 17. 3. Pere Ubu: Dub Housing (Chrysalis) 14. 4. Van Morrison: Into the Music (Warner Bros.) 11. 5. Air: Air Lore (Arista Novus) 11. 6. Graham Parker & the Rumour: Squeezing Out Sparks(Arista) 9. 7. The B-52s (Warner Bros.) 5. 8. Nick Lowe: Labour of Lust (Columbia) 5. 9. The Roches (Warner Bros.) 5. 10. Arthur Blythe: Lenox Avenue Breakdown (Columbia) 5.

11. Tom Verlaine (Elektra). 12. Donna Summer: Bad Girls (Casablanca). 13. Talking Heads: Fear of Music (Sire). 14. Wreckless Eric: The Whole Wide World (Stiff). 15. The Only Ones: Special View (Epic). 16. Shoes: Present Tense (Elektra). 17. James Monroe H.S. Presents Dr. Buzzard’s Original Savannah Band Goes to Washington (Elektra). 18. The Buzzcocks: Singles Going Steady (I.R.S.). 19. Neil Young & Crazy Horse: Live Rust (Reprise). 20. Marianne Faithful: Broken English (Island).

21. Linton Kwesi Johnson: Forces of Victory (Mango). 22. Dave Edmunds: Repeat When Necessary (Swan Song). 23. Fashion: Product Perfect (I.R.S.). 24. James Brown: The Original Disco Man (Polydor). 25. Gary Numan & Tubeway Army: Replicas (Atco). 26. Michael Jackson: Off the Wall (Epic). 27. Culture: International Herb (Virgin Internatioal). 28. Chic: Good Times (Atlantic). 29. Millie Jackson: Live and Uncensored (Polydor). 30. Living Chicago Blues Volume 1 (Alligator).

31. Lene Lovich: Stateless (Stiff/Epic). 32. Tom Robinson Band: TRB Two (Harvest). 33. James Blood: Tales of Captain Black (Artists House). 34. Cory Daye: Cory and Me (New York International). 35. Mutiny: Mutiny on the Mamaship (Columbia). 36. Steel Pulse: Tribute to the Martyrs (Mango). 37. Blondie: Eat to the Beat (Chrysalis). 38. Roxy Music: Manifesto (Atlantic). 39. George Jones: My Very Special Guests (Epic). 40. Elvis Costello: Armed Forces (Columbia).

TICKETS TORN IN HALF:August 30,1975- DAVID BROMBERG/JANIS IAN/ERIC ANDERSON @Wollman Rink

31 Friday Aug 2018

Posted by MICHAEL C. HODGKISS in #WhiteBoyBlues, 1965, Central Park, ColumbiaRecordClub, David Bromberg, Grateful Dead, heart broken, Kevin Patrick, Leonard Bernstein, Rock music, Ticket Stubs, Uncategorized, Vinyl Records, Wollman Rink, Woodstock

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TICKETS TORN IN HALF Aug 30,1975: DAVID BROMBERG/JANIS IAN/ERIC ANDERSON @Wollman Rink,Central Park This was an outstanding bill and a great show overall with DAVID BROMBERG playing his ass off.Funny as hell, too. This was David’s finest band and they shined with Mr. Bojangles, Will Not BeYour Fool, Send Me To The “Lectric Chair, Statesboro Blues,I Like To Sleep Late In The Morning,Geez, all good.

As we celebrate the 100th birth date of Leonard Bernstein, it should be noted that JANIS IAN’s first hit “Society’s Child” was written when she was 14 years old. It was recorded in 1965 and was released 3 separate times. It became a smash hit only after Leonard Bernstein introduced it on his television special “Inside Pop: The Rock Revolution” and finally entered the charts in June of 67.Thanks LB. In 1975, at the time of this show Janis Ian had her second hit “At Seventeen”. During the interim she had written and recorded many other songs, all to my brother’s liking. He had most everything she recorded.

ERIC ANDERSON was a Sixties folkie which in 1975 became known as a singer/songwriter. He had toured and made a splash in the press when he toured Canada with The Grateful Dead, Janis Joplin,and The Band on their famous railroad tour.

TICKETS TORN IN HALF: August 17,1996-ROSEANNE CASH@THE STEPHEN TALKHOUSE

17 Friday Aug 2018

Posted by MICHAEL C. HODGKISS in heart broken, Kevin Patrick, Rock music, Roseanne Cash, Ticket Stubs, Uncategorized

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TICKETS TORN IN HALF: August 17,1996-ROSEANNE CASH@THE STEPHEN TALKHOUSE, Amagansett,NY My brother calls telling me he is visiting his in-laws in MONTAUK, NY and saw in the local paper that ROSEANNE CASH was playing in THE STEPHEN TALKHOUSE, a tiny club in Amagansett. He said he has four tixs upfront,and do I want to go. YES. Stuck in a traffic jam for hours, we finally inch our way to the Main Street club and find a parking space directly across the street. My wife and I give our name at the door and are told the place was just about to give our seats away except some crazied guy told the management we were on our way and “they are quite important folks”, which we are, to him.We are seated like royalty just as the main act was introduced. ROSEANNE and her husband/duo partner/superb guitarist and backup vocalist JOHN  LEVENTHAL entertained us for almost two hours with songs, stories, and general banter with the audience, especially my brother. A fine time was had by all.

ROCK’S IN MY HEAD-CHAPTER 23: AT SEVENTEEN

24 Tuesday Jul 2018

Posted by MICHAEL C. HODGKISS in heart broken, Jefferson Airplane, Jimi Hendrix, Madison Square Garden, Otis Redding, Rock music, rock music trivia, Scott McKensie, The Animals, The Doors, The Who, Ticket Stubs, Uncategorized, Vinyl Records

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CHAPTER 23: AT SEVENTEEN

They say it’s your birthday, It’s my birthday too, yeah

They say it’s your birthday, We’re gonna have a good time

I’m glad it’s your birthday, Happy birthday to you

What a way to celebrate my 17th birthday with two tickets to see THE DOORS on January 24, 1969 at Madison Square Garden. New brown corduroy slacks, brown boots, a new overcoat, with a few extra bucks in my pocket from my folks as a birthday gift and away I go. A new pack of Marlboro Reds, train fare, money for the food after the show at the diner, I was psyched to go to another live show. But on the train ride in, the “problem” soon reared its ugly head as I had a girlfriend who was more excited about seeing Jim Morrison and chatting with her friends about Jim Morrison on the train ride in and again on the way home than celebrating my birthday.

In THE GARDEN the stage was set in the middle of the arena and as the lights dimmed, The Staple Singers appeared first. Beautiful mood and music is the best way to describe what The Staples did. Even with a poor sound system their set was fascinatingly simple, elegant and spiritual. I was awestruck. After a rather extensive intermission, THE DOORS with a bass player (Harvey Brooks) appeared on stage, and adding a small horn section for a few tunes this being their Soft Parade days. According to The Doors faithful, this show, one of the band’s first attempts at an arena rock show, was one of their finest. That night included songs from The Soft Parade, as well as Tell All The People, Love Me Two Times, Spanish Caravan,Back Door Man, Light My Fire, Five To One and When The Music’s Over

The Doors were, to my limited live experienced ears, musically okay, but not what I had anticipated. I expected a great rock band. Jim Morrison was an idiot, or was it just me? Nah, he was an idiot, hindering an otherwise good band with his “poetry” and rants. One interlude by Mr. Morrrison was something about him sitting on a fence, “and boy, do my balls hurt”. Musically my night was made by really digging The Staple Singers and developing a true appreciation for what they did. They were one cool group with a smooth, unique sound. Needless to say the Staples did not fit into the conversation on the return trip home. And neither did my birthday which seemed to have been overlooked. So as the song goes, TURN OUT THE LIGHTS…

February 1969 a group of us went to see the film MONTEREY POP in the local movie house. It was a night of enlightenment for me. The Who fantastic, Otis Redding was the MAN, Big Brother and The Holding Company’s feedback guitars with Janis Joplin singing, Country Joe and The Fish, the harmonies of The Mamas and The Papas, the horns of Hugh Masekela, Jefferson Airplane and according to all my compatriots Jimi Hendrix was the star of the show and rightfully so. I took this movie experience more as a lesson in what I was MISSING, new horizons to be explored and I was excited, oh so excited to start the exploration.

At this time I am in a relationship with a girl, one who I had an on and off again kinda thing going for the last few months. We dated a bit in the spring and summer of 67, she being the one I listened to SGT PEPPERS at her house while playing whiffle ball. She was a bit of an athlete playing softball and a cheerleader at the local high school. We parted company at the start of the school year as I saw her being driven home by an older neighbor. They soon became an item as my Mom would have said. Cool. We saw each other at house parties and occasionally at Hullabaloo. Then we met up again in the spring at my buddy house where he was having one of his notorious bashes with bottles and bottles of alcohol sent to his house by a friend of ours who worked making deliveries for the local liqour store. George’s goal tonight was to get the girl who caught his eye to be his date for our school (not hers) Semi-Formal Dance, a semi-big thing. He needed the alcohol to get up the nerve I guess. Bingo, as I was smoking a smoke outside he ran out shouting “YES, She’s going”. Cool. The party proved to be another fun night, a classic with guys falling down, guys throwing up outside, girls laughing at idiot guys. The usuals, me being one, stayed back to clean up before his parents would arrive home which we figured to be about 2 AM. A few girls stayed also. Spotless. Now my “used to be” girl asked me to walk her home. At her door she told me what a great time she had and we should get together soon. She said, “Call me”. Confused? Oh boy was I. A few days later, I had new arrangements for the SEMI FORMAL SPRING DANCE of 1968.

So now you are up to date on my relationship status. The girl from the SUMMER OF 67, and me, as Mom did say, “were an item”. It’s now February 1969 and we are going to different high schools. Her older brother a recent graduate of University of Maryland with a Master’s Degree in Business Administration had volunteered for service in the U.S. Army, ultimately being sent to Vietnam. With a spare car in her family she would occasionally meet me up at my high school dismissal.

One day late February, she had no activities after school and arranged to pick me up. I would blow off work as we expected to go riding around in her car. I exited school from the usual side door, headed over to my favorite smoking area behind the buses for a quick puff.  Walking toward her car, my girlfriend’s best friend came out of the car and said, “Larry is missing in action”… My heart dropped.

The strange phenomena here is my Mother, only the night before said she was thinking about my girlfriend’s brother and hoped all was okay. Mom actually asked “Did your Mom hear from him lately?”

A few day later the soldiers came to her house to deliver the worst news, February 26, 1969, he was killed in action. A death in the family. I didn’t know what to do. We spent many of the next few nights secluded in my basement, seated quietly.

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 17,1970: NY POP FESTIVAL @RANDALLS ISLAND

17 Tuesday Jul 2018

Posted by MICHAEL C. HODGKISS in #WhiteBoyBlues, Delaney,Bonnie and Friends, Eric Clapton, heart broken, jazz-rock, Jimi Hendrix, John Sebastian, Rock music, rock music trivia, Ten Years After, The Grease Band, Ticket Stubs, Uncategorized

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TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 17,1970: NY POP FESTIVAL @RANDALLS ISLAND

JULY 17: NY POP FESTIVAL @ RANDALL’S ISLAND The promoters of this event, as crooked as they were, thought they could recreate the Woodstock festival on Randall’s Island, an island in the middle of the East River. Many of the “scheduled” acts did NOT show up and the local radical groups made the atmosphere worse by encouraging gate crashing. One saving grace about this weekend was that at least there wasn’t any mud like Woodstock but this was a disaster nonetheless. Delaney Bonnie and Friends did not show, No Richie Havens, no Ravi Shankar (Thank goodness) and the band I was anticipating, one of the head liners for Saturday night, TONY WILLIAMS LIFETIME WITH MILES DAVIS AND ERIC CLAPTON was nowhere to be found, actually the band did not exist, shows you how crooked these promoters were. Joe Cocker cancelled but Sly and The Family Stone was to be his replacement. Sly, as usual was late, so late that the crowd would still be waiting.They didn’t show either. That was a sham and a scam. The bands that did show played quick, mostly uninspiring sets, knowing they were NOT getting the promised big paydays or paid at all. Many bands felt a kinship to the audience which got angrier at every announcement canceling the next act. It was getting real nasty fast.  Grand Funk played a few recognizable tunes then a drum solo which seemed to last for days. John Sebastian was well….John Sebastian. Cactus showed some promise, Ten Years After (yes again) did their usual set, and the NY Rock ENSEMBLE closed out the evening.  Bottles were thrown at the stage, a garbage can set afire, etc, etc. We were supposed to camp out with our group of friends but heeded the warning in the crowd to GET OUT, so home we all went.

NOTE: My remaining ticket, the Jimi Hendrix night, was sold on eBay years later for $250.00 cash.

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 12,1973: VAN MORRISON and The CALEDONIA SOUL ORCHESTRA @ AVERY FISHER HALL

12 Thursday Jul 2018

Posted by MICHAEL C. HODGKISS in heart broken, Kevin Patrick, Rock music, rock music trivia, Ticket Stubs, Uncategorized, Van Morrison

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TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 12,1973: VAN MORRISON and The CALEDONIA SOUL ORCHESTRA @ AVERY FISHER HALL (aka Philharmonic Hall) We had great seats, left side of stage about seven rows back. A pre-show dinner at a snazzy restaurant across the road where my brother thought it a good idea to take packs of DOMINO sugar to throw during Van’s rendition of DOMINO. I didn’t think it was a particularly good idea. And I was right as  Kevin Patrick’s antics almost got us tossed out of the show. Van’s band was fantastic, as in really fantastic and he closed with a 12 minute plus version of CYPRUS AVENUE, whew. I was really impressed by the entire show. A TOP TEN kinda show. John Platania on guitar was amazing, the horns, fantastic and VAN THE MAN at the top of his game, bringing all to NYC to “bring the house down” which he did.

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 3, 2001: DICKEY BETTS BAND

03 Tuesday Jul 2018

Posted by MICHAEL C. HODGKISS in ALLMAN BROTHERS BAND, heart broken, Rock music, Uncategorized

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TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 3, 2001: DICKEY BETTS BAND @ BB KINGS . All I wrote in my notebook was “sad”, as Dickey was on steep decline. But Chris did buy an expensive scotch which I sipped and shared with a couple at our table. He wasn’t happy.

TICKETS TORN IN HALF: June 27, 2000-BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN and THE E STREET BAND @ Madison Square Garden

27 Wednesday Jun 2018

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TICKETS TORN IN HALF: June 27, 2000-BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN and THE E STREET BAND @ Madison Square Garden

My Mom had died a few months prior and my good buddy Chris took me to this show to help me through my grieving process. We had an early dinner at Smith and Wollensky’s Steak House, soup to nuts with plenty of cocktails. Assuming we had time for dessert before the 8 O’clock show, we noticed show time was 7PM. No dessert, swallowed our cognac, paid the bill, and grabbed a cab cross town arriving at THE WORLD’S MOST FAMOUS ARENA in what seemed to be record time. Since this was before the tragic events of September 11th, security at the door was minimal, we grabbed a beer before being seated just as the lights dimmed. Bruce and the band did 24 songs that night. ( there is a youtube video of the entire show available as well as a setlist on setlist.com)

R.I.P.-Lorraine Gordon- VILLAGE VANGUARD

10 Sunday Jun 2018

Posted by MICHAEL C. HODGKISS in EarlyJazzHistory, heart broken, VILLAGE VANGUARD

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(NYTIMES) Lorraine Gordon, who took over the Village Vanguard, New York’s oldest and most venerated jazz nightclub, in 1989 and remained its no-nonsense proprietor for the rest of her life, died on Saturday. She was 95.

The cause was complications from a stroke, said Jed Eisenman, the longtime manager of the club.

“Wherever I happened to be,” Ms. Gordon said in a 2007 interview with The New York Times, “music was always with me.”

Ms. Gordon was married for 40 years to the Vanguard’s founder and owner, Max Gordon. But she had been a jazz fan long before she met him. She fell in love with jazz as a teenager in the 1930s, listening to it on WNYC radio. The music pierced her soul, she said, “like a spike in my heart.” It was the start of a lifelong romance.

KEVIN PATRICK HODGKISS

16 Friday Feb 2018

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KEVIN PATRICK HODGKISS

As the final notes of Prince’s NOTHING COMPARES TO YOU cascaded into the foggy air surrounding the hillside, a gaggle of geese serenaded us. The bagpiper who accompanied us for the morning, slowly walked away leaving us to experience the beautiful music that nature now segued into our day. We remained virtually silent, knowing it was so apropos, almost as if the great disc jockey now residing in heaven, known to his friends as Kevin and our family as Patty, had planned this sonic event.

In a few hours it will be one full week since I received the phone call. While in the back of my mind I knew that one day the dreaded phone call would be received yet when you receive it one is never fully prepared. With my eyes full of tears, with my hands trembling I hung up the phone and told my wife we needed to head home. The 700 mile journey north was rain filled as if the heavens felt our pain and needed to cry.

The next call was received during our journey, the call I dreaded most, my baby brother left us. His pain has ended, his fight over. His love endures, forever.

The first signs of illness for my brother occurred about 1977 when he was 25 years old. His kidneys for whatever reason stopped working. Medicine prescribed at that time was heavy doses of a diaretic which did not work. At that time he was working upstate New York as an elementary teacher, 11 hours from his home base, Mom and Dad’s place on Long Island. He drove home, never stopping once to relieve himself as his kidney function was non-existent. Arriving at our childhood home he beeped the horn of his yellow Volkswagon continuously until our father realized it was my brother’s call for help. Dad had to physically help him out of the car as Pat’s (which we called him) legs and lower body were fully swollen making him unable to walk. My brother was rushed by my father to the hospital where the staff had to cut his pants off of his swollen legs before any treatment could take place.

Diagnosed with the non-permanent kidney dysfunction the appropriate medicine was administered and after a few days my brother was home with my parents recovery. Follow up appointments were made and during one routine examination a lump was found on the left hand side of my brother’s neck. He was scheduled for surgery the morning of New Years Eve day. That night we expected to see the rockabilly act Robert Gordon. I still have the tickets. The phone call came for my brother about 6 o’clock that evening when he informed me that the diagnosis was Hodgkin’s disease.

It’s been a long haul for him since then, having had to experience not only radiation treatments but two separate extensive Chemotherapies over the subsequent years, one which was quite experimental for its time. Life expectancy was 14 to 20 years so I should be happy he beat those odds, but I’m not. Seems the chemo eventually wore away the walls of his heart, the organ not his spirit, a side effect which was never anticipated. Hey, he was’t supposed to last this long so the doctor’s of Hodgkin’s disease assumed when they administered the chemo but they never met my brother, the fighter.

Forty-one years later we bury my brother on a beautiful hillside in his adopted home of New Paltz ,New York. That man lived life to the fullest and it was obvious by the love and admiration he received, the tributes paid to him during this past week. One only had to see the line at the funeral home on Valentine’s Day no less, the church filled with people, the recessional of The Beatles LET IT BE played and sung by the pianist,and the line of cars in procession to his final resting place. Oh, this is all so appropriate and so my brother.

His lovely wife and two sons, his family and friends, we will miss him. Blizzard his dog is still waiting by the front door. The sound of his voice might be gone, his physical presence no longer to be seen, but his spirit and enthusiasm will never leave us.

God take you into heaven, Kevin Patrick, and look down smiling, knowing how much you impacted us with your love.

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